Narration À La Première Personne

Cassandra dijebak temannya untuk dijual pada seorang mafia. Untungnya, dalam pelariannya, Cassandra tak sengaja bertemu dengan Andrian, Hot CEO yang sangat berpengaruh di negaranya. Hanya saja, kakek Adrian salah sangka dan memaksa pria itu untuk menikahi Cassandra. Sebuah kontrak panas pun terbentuk. Lantas, bagaimana nasib pernikahan kontrak keduanya?

Mariana, a sweet bookshop owner in busy Mexico City, catches the eye of Amir, a dangerous mobster. Amir follows her everywhere, stirring up emotions that push her to the edge. In her simple life, Mariana becomes Amir's obsession. His strong feelings haunt her as he watches her every move from the shadows. Amir’s surprise visits awaken a powerful attraction, pulling her deeper into his world. Caught in a web of passion and danger, Mariana must face a man whose desires threaten to change her life forever.

Aku akan menghancurkan hidup Hanin—wanita polos yang menjadi selingkuhan suamiku. Aku sudah membongkar semuanya. Mempermalukan mereka. Ah, ada yang lebih menarik. Membuat mereka semua merasakan hal yang lebih sakit dari yang aku rasakan! ***

Banyak sekali yang disembunyikan istriku. Apalagi ketika aku memutuskan untuk memberikan sebagian besar gajiku pada Ibu kandung. Berbagai rahasia terkuak. Kejutan apalagi yang aku dapatkan dari Ani? ***

Her father sold her to a ruthless Mafia boss, Cassian Gavino. Cassian hated her to the core, he'd forcefully make her watch him and his mistress having sex, he'd beat her whenever he's upset and made sure she starved to sleep on some nights. Then a mistake happened, Cassian was drunk, he forcefully had sex with her and she got pregnant. Getting pregnant worsened her situation. Her pregnancy led to her drastic death, but she was given a second chance at life when she was reborn.

Salam, moi, c'est Sarah. J'ai 17ans beaucoup d'origines (ce sont mes vrais origines pas interessant mdrr) je suis comorienne réunionnaise mahoraise et un peu arabe d'Arabie Saoudite (cela viens de mon pere). Je fais 1m54 oui,je suis petite, j'ai les cheveux bouclés mes en touffe d'habitude en les demelants qui m'arrivent jusqu'a la poitrine. J'ai les yeux marrons foncés, métisse claire de peau et normale au niveau de la corpulence. Je suis un garçon un peu manqué et je fais du foot. Et le meilleure pour la fin mes parents Ma Sha Allah, il sont divorcés mais je suis fière d'eux, mes raison de vivre Al-Hamdulilah ils sont toujours vivants ! (Vous verrez par la suite). Vous découvrirez les autres personnes au fil de l'histoire. (Les personnages sont réels et existent vraiment). N'oubliez pas de voter et commenter ! A bientot mes hbiba !

Durante cinco años, Santiago Rodríguez y Valeria Núñez vivieron juntos bajo un matrimonio por conveniencia. Incluso después de descubrir que él tenía una amante, ella decidió aguantar la situación con paciencia. Pero todo cambió cuando se dio cuenta de que el niño que había estado criando como suyo era, en realidad, fruto de la relación entre Santiago y su amante. En ese momento, entendió que su matrimonio había sido una farsa desde el primer día. La amante, actuando como si fuera la esposa legítima, se presentó en su casa con los documentos de divorcio que Santiago había redactado. Justo ese día, Valeria se enteró de su embarazo. Si su esposo había sido corrompido, ya no tenía sentido estar con él. Y si el niño era de la amante, entonces debía dejárselo. Valeria, terminando con el amor y las emociones, reveló su verdadera naturaleza y se enfocó en prosperar económicamente. Aquellas personas que la maltrataron anteriormente se iban a lamentar de sus acciones e iban a luchar entre sí para ganar su perdón. Los jóvenes ricos, que se burlaron de ella por ascender socialmente mediante un hombre, se arrepentían y le ofrecían grandes sumas de dinero buscando su amor. Y el pequeño que había sido influenciado por la otra mujer se lamentaba rogándole que fuera su mamá mientras lloraba. * A altas horas de la noche, Valeria atendió una llamada de un número desconocido. Por el auricular escuchó la voz de Santiago, era evidente que estaba borracho. —Valeria, no debes aceptar esa propuesta de matrimonio. En cuanto a los documentos de divorcio… No los he firmado.

I felt it when he called my eyes the most beautiful in the world. Kissed them like they were his salvation. But they were never really mine. He loved me, yes… But he loved her first. And I was just holding on to what she left behind... Now she's back and demand what's her. What will be left of me if she takes everything?

Layla Xander was gravely ill, with little time left. From that day forward, she had a revelation—when confronted with life and death, nothing else mattered. Selfish, leeching family members? She cut them off. A fiancé who proposed one day and cozied up to her 'good sister' the next? Out of her life. With nothing holding her back, she was finally free. Rumors about her slowly began to spread through her social circle. “Miss Xander has landed herself a wealthy benefactor.” “Miss Xander was seen vacationing with a young heartthrob.” “Miss Xander’s fortune has skyrocketed. She’s throwing around millions like it’s nothing.” Later, when the truth came to light, those who had abandoned her were left in tears, begging for forgiveness. Her leeching parents wept, “You’ll always be our sweet daughter. Come back home, won’t you?” Her scumbag ex-fiancé pleaded, “You’re the only one I’ve ever loved. Please, give me another chance.” But it was too late! A man stepped in, blocking everyone from getting near her. His face was cold and menacing as he growled, “Anyone who dares disturb Miss Xander again will leave here with broken legs.” And then, later still, that same man—once so untouchable and feared—knelt on one knee before her. His voice was deep and unwavering. “Whether in life or death, you’ll always be mine.” … William Lucas never claimed to be a good man. As the head of an elite and powerful family, his path had been paved with blood, and his decisiveness struck fear into anyone who dared cross him. No one could have guessed that this untouchable figure, feared by all, had been hiding away a tender place in his heart—for a girl. A secret he had carried for eight long years. Every ounce of gentleness he had was reserved solely for her.

Terdengar teriakan kesakitan tiap malam. Asalnya dari tetanggaku. Tidak pernah berhenti, membuatku penasaran. Sementara tetangga lain seolah tidak peduli. Ada apakah dengan tetanggaku? ***