Mga Web Novel na Contemporary at mga Kuwentong Dominant Face-Slapping

She crashed into his world. He claimed her as his own. Now they're both in danger of losing everything. Chloe Woods didn't plan to marry a crime lord. She planned to escape one. But when her desperate flight from a monster leads her to crash through the gates of Dante Donovan's estate, she stumbles into the arms of a far more dangerous man. One who doesn't ask questions. One who doesn't negotiate. One who takes what he wants and dares the world to stop him. By sunrise, she's his wife. By nightfall, she's his obsession. Dante Donovan built an empire on blood and secrets. He trusts no one, loves no one, and answers to no one. But the fearless, infuriating woman who insulted him to his face and kissed him like she was daring him to want more has become his greatest weakness. She's chaos wrapped in silk. A rebellion in heels. A complication he should eliminate. Except he can't. Because Chloe Woods is the key to the revenge he's spent a decade planning. Her father destroyed his family. Her fiancé wants her dead. And Dante? Dante wants to possess her so completely that she forgets she was ever anyone else's. But Chloe isn't a woman who belongs to anyone. She's a woman who burns down empires just to watch the flames dance. As rival families close in and buried secrets claw their way to the surface, Dante must choose: use his accidental wife as a weapon in his war, or protect her with his life. And Chloe must decide: run from the man who terrifies her, or surrender to the only man who has ever made her feel alive. Some marriages are made in heaven. This one was forged in hell. And neither of them is walking away.

He's the devil I made a deal with. Now I'm paying the price—in his bed. 🔥 I thought I knew what I was getting into. A fake fiancé. Six months. Break the engagement. Survive. I didn't know he'd look at me like that. Like he wants to devour me whole. The first time he pinned me against the wall, his breath hot on my neck, I forgot every reason this was supposed to be pretend. "Say my name," he growled. I couldn't. My brain short-circuited. So he made me. Now I'm in his bed, sheets tangled around my ankles, his hands everywhere. He touches me like I'm the only thing keeping him alive. "You're mine, Paige," he whispers against my skin. "Say it." And God help me—I do. 😩 There's a kingdom out there. Jealous women. Hidden enemies. A villain pulling strings. I don't care. Not when he's looking at me like this. Not when his lips are on my throat, and my back is arching, and I can't remember my own name. He's supposed to be the cold Duke. The unfeeling Prince. But underneath me? Above me? Inside me? He's everything. I came to him for protection. 🔥 I'm staying for the pleasure. 🥵 And if anyone tries to take this from me? They'll learn what happens when you wake a sleeping dragon. ...Because this girl? She's done playing the side character. 💋 She's claiming her man. And she's not letting go. “Reborn to die again? Hell no!”— here, survival meets sin. 😈 P.S. — You're going to need a cold shower after this one. You're welcome. ❄️

My husband is cheating on me with my sister. I should have been devastated. Instead, I was furious. Because Preston didn't just betray our marriage. He got my sister pregnant, lied to his entire family, and built an elaborate story where her baby was supposedly ours through a surrogacy arrangement. He wanted me to smile, play the loving wife, and raise the child born from his affair. He should have thought twice before humiliating me. Because his brother-in-law has a proposal of his own. Sebastian Greene knows exactly what it's like to be betrayed by Darcia. And instead of quietly divorcing her, he's decided we're going to make them taste their own medicine. His solution? Six months. Six months of pretending to be his mistress. Six months of secret meetings, stolen touches, and making our spouses wonder just how far we've gone. It should have been simple. Revenge. Nothing more. But Sebastian doesn't treat me like a discarded wife. He listens to me. Protects me. Makes me laugh. Looks at me like I'm something worth wanting. And somewhere between the lies, the forbidden touches, and the nights we were never supposed to share... I started forgetting that this was supposed to be revenge. Because the most dangerous thing about pretending to belong to another man... Is falling in love with him for real.