First-Person POV Romance 웹소설 & Possessive Face-Slapping 스토리

“Don’t you ever resist me again,” he breathed, his words brushing my skin like fire. One hand held my wrists captive above my head; the other traced the line of my throat, caging me against the wall. I looked up at him. My tormentor, my weakness, and the man I craved like sin itself. --- A fire stole her childhood. A contract stole her freedom. Now, a man dressed in a suit that costs more than her life is about to steal her heart. And possibly destroy what’s left of her soul. Evie remembers nothing before the fire, only the smell of smoke, the sound of screams, and a name she can’t forget. Years later, her life is a cycle of debt, slavery, and forced silence. She works herself to the bone while living in the shadow of her perfect cousin, never realizing she was born into a secret far darker than her life. Until the night she’s traded — like property to repay an old family debt — to a man no one dares to speak about. A man whose reputation bleeds power, cruelty, and blood. But instead of chains, he offers her a deal. Marry him, obey him. And never ask questions. Just business. But every time he touches her, the line between fear and longing blurs. His presence unearths flashes of her past, and memories that burn her alive. Because her husband is not who he seems. And the fire that destroyed her life didn’t happen by accident. As their marriage turns into a war of control and desire, Evie finds herself caught between the man who owns her and the truth that could set her free. But freedom comes with a great price. And love is the priciest thing she's ever had.

What happens when the girl who has never been chosen makes a deal with the man who has everything to lose? For nineteen years, I waited for someone to take me home. Nobody did. Armed with a battered bag and painful memories, I walked out of the orphanage, hoping life beyond its gates would be kinder. But when my best friend disappeared, taking my last hope of belonging with her, I thought things couldn't get worse. Then I landed a job at the prestigious Pilara Hotel. Everything was finally falling into place until I ate Victor Vance's tiramisu. One spoonful landed me in humiliation and, somehow, face-to-face with the arrogant billionaire who seemed determined to make my life miserable. Then he made me an offer. Victor has spent years helping build the Vance Group, but his inheritance is threatened by his elder brother. To secure his place as successor, he must prove he can commit to a serious relationship. And he wants me to be his fake girlfriend. The rules are simple: no sex, no strings attached, and absolutely no feelings. Easy enough. The last thing I need is to fall for a man who thinks humiliating me is acceptable. But between the lies we tell his family and the moments we forget we're pretending, I begin to see the man beneath his arrogance. And he begins to see me—not the abandoned girl, but someone worth choosing. Can a heart abandoned too many times dare to love again? Will Victor choose me over his empire when the world believes I'm beneath him? And what happens when pretending becomes the one truth neither of us can escape? Some treats are simply impossible to forget.

"This is all fake right?" I glanced at Kade before scribbling my signature on the contract in front of me. "Yeah, fake." He scoffed. I stopped, brows furrowing, "what do you mean?" "It's funny that you think I have plans of letting you go, Marissa. You are mine, skip the formalities." He pointed to the paper, and my heart melted into a pool. ..... All it took for the life I had spent five years building to come crashing down was one text message. My husband, Lucas, was cheating on me with his best friend's wife. He thought I would cry, forgive him, and go back to being the woman who loved him blindly for years, but he was wrong. I was done being his doormat, and his best friend, Kade, has no intention of letting him get away with what he had done. From the ashes of our destroyed marriages came unexpected revenge, and Lucas never imagined that he would end up losing everything, and that included me. Now my ex husband wants me back, but his best friend has already claimed me, and he worships me in ways I never knew were possible.

Beautiful Marriage Counselor, Amelia Charleston, believed in fairytales because she spent most part of her career leading people to their happy endings. But her perfect life crumbled when caught her fiancé, Darrel, in bed with another man while pregnant with his child. Heartbroken and determined to make him pay, Amelia accepted a marriage proposal from his ruthless billionaire boss, Alexander Belmont. Their marriage started out as a revenge scheme, but when a deadly family war put her unborn child, and eventually their love, in the crossfire, Amelia must decide how much she’s willing to lose to destroy the people who betrayed her. Is she able to bear the consequences of her decisions?

For five years, every deal that built my husband's empire was won by a secret adviser called Ledger. My husband took Ledger's advice 940 times. He never once asked who Ledger was. I am Ledger. On Friday night, Grant slid divorce papers across his desk. His mistress was pregnant. "You get the apartment," he said. "That's more than you deserve." I read every page. Then I signed, and sent him one line from Ledger's email: Ledger is no longer available. That same night, I slept with a stranger I met at a hotel bar. I never asked his name. By morning, that stranger was emailing Ledger a job offer. Whatever Ellison pays you, I'll triple it. He was Ronan Sayer. My husband's biggest rival. The man I ruined three years ago without ever seeing his face. So I took the job, pretending to be Ledger's assistant. Now I'm helping Ronan take Grant apart, deal by deal. And the closer I get to Ronan, the closer he gets to finding Ledger. Grant wants his wife back. He wants Ledger back even more. Ronan wants Ledger destroyed. Neither of them knows I'm the same woman.

“You remember the instructions, right? You’re my mega-rich new fiancé. You’re going to help me destroy my evil ex. Deal?” He grinned like this was the most entertaining thing that had happened to him all year. “Deal.” ~~~~~ The worst thing that happened to Leah Byrne wasn’t catching her fiancé cheating with his stepsister the night before their wedding. It was being invited to their wedding as a “very special guest.” Humiliated and seething, Leah decides she’s done being the quiet, boring one. If Bryce wants to throw his new life in her face, she’ll throw something bigger right back. At her sister’s suggestion, she hires a high-end escort to pose as her very wealthy new fiancé for the event—someone who’ll make Bryce choke on his own arrogance. She doesn’t expect that the man who shows up is not an escort but actually Bryce’s uncle and the most powerful man in the country, Preston Royce. Amused by the mix-up and intrigued by the furious little woman who just mistook him for who she hired, Preston plays along. And he plays the part a little too well. After the wedding, what was supposed to be one night of revenge turns into something messier. When their very public appearance sparks backlash and family pressure, Preston makes Leah an offer… Keep pretending to be his fiancée. Just long enough to quiet the rumors and get his family off his back. Leah knows better than to agree. So she agrees anyway. As long as it gets under her ex's skin. What starts as a transaction slowly stops feeling like one… and neither of them is ready for how deep it goes.