Third-Person POV Romance-Webromane & Secretary Love-Triangle-Geschichten

Yna Maria Cortes — the ultimate spoiled, happy-go-lucky heiress who lives life on her own terms. When her father tries to hand over the family business, she shrugs it off completely; work and responsibility are the last things on her mind. Determined to teach her a lesson, her father turns to his trusted friend Eduardo — and his son, Alas Gabriel Dela Merzcid, steps up to the challenge. The deal is set: Yna will work as Alas’s personal secretary until she learns true discipline. Refuse, and she loses her allowance and fortune forever. Left with no choice, the spoiled princess is forced to do everything she hates — from waking up early to following strict rules — just to get her money back. Slowly but surely, something changes. Beneath the hard work and strict schedule, Yna transforms into a dedicated, responsible woman who learns to care not just for herself, but for everyone around her. And as days pass, her heart begins to fall for Alas — quietly, deeply, and secretly. Just when she gathers the courage to confess her feelings, Janus, her ex‑boyfriend, suddenly returns, begging for her forgiveness and a second chance. But fate has an even bigger shock waiting. Before she can choose between two men, Yna discovers a terrifying truth: she is pregnant. And the father? Not Alas, not Janus — but a stranger she shared one unforgettable night with two months ago. Now, Yna faces the hardest battle of her life — to protect her secret, find her strength, and decide if she can build a future with the man she loves, even when the truth could ruin everything.

Wren Michaels was seventeen the last time she kissed Theo Ashford. He promised to send her letters. She waited by the mailbox for years, and nothing ever came. Fifteen years later, Wren has stopped waiting, believing he forgot about her. Now she has a good job, a good home, and a boyfriend who never once makes her chase him. Then her company gets bought overnight, and the new CEO walks in wearing the face of the boy who broke her heart. Now Wren works beside Theo every day, and the years apart start falling away faster than either of them can stop it. But nothing about this is simple. Wren has a man at home who loves her. Theo has a woman his family expects him to marry. And someone is watching them fall for each other again, someone dangerous enough to make sure it never happens. As the truth about the letters begins to surface, so does everything else buried underneath it. Lies, jealousy, and a plan to make sure Wren never gets her second chance at all. She lost him once and told herself it was just heartbreak. This time, she might lose everything. But why didn't he send her letters? Did he really forget about her? Who is willing to destroy Wren to keep Theo for themselves? And after everything Wren has already survived, can she still let herself come home to him?

Born into a blended family, Chantelle grew up on the sidelines, raised with love by her grandmother after her mother's death. Shut out by her father Gérard, dominated by his new wife Rhonda, and relegated to the background behind her pretentious stepsister Mégane, she learned to survive in silence. When her grandmother is diagnosed with a terminal illness, Chantelle's world crumbles. With no family support and overwhelmed by medical bills, she accepts a desperate proposition: one hundred nights for one million euros, with a wealthy man whose identity she will never know. The rules are simple. A blindfold over her eyes, a stranger's touch, and silence. He never speaks. She never sees. He leaves her with anonymous bank transfers... and the haunting scent of his perfume as her only memory. Twelve nights pass. Then, forced by her father to attend a family dinner, Chantelle comes face to face with Mégane's fiancé: Collen Wilkerson—the cold, unapproachable CEO of the powerful corporation where she works as a simple employee. He is a man she knows only from a distance. Arrogant. Untouchable. But when he steps closer, a familiar scent wraps around her, and the world stops. It's his perfume. The same as the masked man. She has already spent twelve nights in his arms. And there are still eighty-eight to go.