Aaron Cash Dc

Pinanganak si Spencer dela Cruz na may CHD (Congenital Heart Disease). Ito ang dahilan upang palitan ang kanyang puso sa pamamagitan ng Heart Transplant. Sa isang car accident naman nasawi si Nathalie Mendoza ang girlfriend ni Alfred Aaron Villanueva. Sa pagkamatay ni Nathalie ay siya rin namang pagdugtong ng buhay ni Spencer, dahil ang puso nito ang pusong ipinalit sa binata. Ano kaya ang gagawin mo kung ang puso ng taong labis mong minahal ay iba na ang nagmamayari? Maaari nga bang matandaan ng puso ang iniibig nito? Madidiktahan ba natin ang ating damdamin kung sino ang nararapat nating ibigin? Marami pa tayong malalaman at matututunan sa kwento ng dalawa nating bida. Kaya ating subaybayan ang istorya ng wagas at walang tinitignang kasarian na pagibig. Ating itong kapulutan ng aral at inspiransyon. (Lahat tayo ay may karapatang umibig at ibigin, kaya wag sana tayong matakot na magmahal, dahil para narin nating tinanggalan ang ating sarili ng karapatan.) — Alnaja Heart

"Get the hell out of my room", he shouted as soon as I entered his room. Is he for real? How can he be this peaceful when I'm not able to sleep a wink last night after that kiss. I really want to smack him now. "Dude..who want to enter this stinking rotten room? I'm here to inform that your parents and my parents are visiting our home today", with that I turned my back and left. He gritted his teeth yet confusion laced in his eyes. "Exactly. You heard it right. You stinking rotten rat", I stuck my tongue out shutting the door. "Isabella Kingston. Come here right now", he roared while I rolled my eyes running fast to my room locking it up. ---------------------------------------- Meet Isabella Collins, 23, CEO of I&C industries, stubborn, sweet woman, who fears romantic relationships. Meet Aaron Kingston ,25, CEO of Kingston industries, arrogant handsome man who doesn't believe in romantic relationships. When Mr.Arrogant and Ms.Stubborn got into an arranged marriage will they fall in love or will they need a divorce to escape from each other? Read for more.

Katherine Miller is always intrigued by her best friend's boyfriend. But despite the fact that he despises her, tortures her, and insults her, she still loves him. "Get out of here, don't let me see your face. Otherwise, the consequences will be bad. " He roared. Kathy took a step back as her feet trembled. She fled away from the scene. After five years, fate brings them back together. She saved his life, but in exchange, he imprisoned her and forced her to marry him. But he isn't the same silent Aaron any longer. He has turned into a murderer and a gunman for his father. He lives in a world that is devoid of light. He just had one wish in his life: to confess his love, spoil the person he adored, and build a small universe with her, free from all risk. Kathy made every effort not to fall for him again and tried to stay strong with her hatred. She did, however, fall in love with him once more. Will he be able to provide his sweetheart a beautiful life? Is she capable of being a beacon of light in his dark world?

I was sold to the Devil. Rider Thorne. The Alpha King. A man whose name alone makes grown wolves tremble. My stepfather cleared his gambling debts by trading my life for a stack of cash, handing me over with a single, chilling instruction: Give the King an heir, and you go free. I accepted my fate. I prepared to be nothing more than a vessel, a temporary fixture in his cold, luxurious prison. I told myself I could survive his cruelty, his indifference, and his icy glare. But the moment he walked into the room, the universe played a cruel joke. The scent of rain and dark chocolate. Mate. The cruelest Alpha of all time is my soulmate. The sad part? He doesn't know. Or worse—he doesn't care. To him, I am just a tool. A breeder to secure his lineage before he discards me like trash. Heartbroken and realizing he will never look at me with love, I made a choice. I will give him what he bought, but he will never have my heart. But when I discover I’m carrying not just one heir, but three, and that my life is in danger, I did the unthinkable. I ran. Now, the Alpha King is tearing the world apart to find me. He realizes too late that the "tool" he bought was the other half of his soul. But he’s not chasing a submissive girl anymore. He’s chasing a mother protecting her cubs. Run, Bailey. Run.

Extract Alpha Dominic’s gaze cut through me like ice. “I don’t know you,” he spat, his voice filled with disgust. “How dare you show up out of nowhere, claiming to be my mate, claiming to carry my child, when I have never laid eyes on you before?” “Um, I—” I opened my mouth to explain, to tell him everything, but he cut me off. “Are you here for money? Is that it?” Without waiting for an answer, he reached into his car and pulled out a bundle of cash, flinging it at my feet. “I don’t want to see your filthy face again. I won’t waste my energy rejecting you. We will never be together. The moon goddess must have been mistaken to think a lowlife like you could be my mate.” The money lay scattered on the ground as hot tears blurred my vision. “I’m not lying,” I sobbed. “I am carrying your child.” Wolfless and satisfied, all Odette ever wanted was to be promoted and to become a full-time teacher. But her world came crumbling down when her boss made sexual advances at her, saying it was the only way for her to keep her job. Brokenhearted, she ran from the school, and instead of going home to her family, she went to a hotel, got drunk, ended up in the bed of a stranger, and got pregnant afterwards. She was sent out of the house by her mother until she aborted the baby. Will she abort the baby? Or find the father of her child?

He’s an Alpha looking for a home. She’s an outsider with no one to call her own. Can they find what they’re searching for in each other? Derrick Rand is an Alpha Dire Wolf, a rare and powerful species of Shifter. When he hears about the seemingly ideal town of Blue Valley, New Jersey, he, and his crew, fill their tanks and mount their bikes for the long cross-country ride. Tired of the nomadic life, Derrick is determined to find a place to call home. Lucy Corwyn leads a fairly simple lifestyle, moving from town to town and working crappy jobs to make ends meet. Feline Hybrid Shifters aren't exactly high enough on the food chain to claim territory. After her junker breaks down, Lucy finds herself stranded and without funds. Time is of the essence for this not-so-big Cat. She needs to earn some fast cash to fix her car before some dumb Shifter tries to turn her into a chew toy. Luckily, she spies a help wanted sign at a biker bar. Walking into Serious Moonlight to inquire about a job is a piece of cake, or so she thinks. Imagine her surprise when the sexy new owner turns out to be her mate… and that's not all. The gorgeous male is not only a Dire Wolf, he's the Pack Alpha. Larger than life and chock full of testosterone, this monster is used to getting his way, but that doesn't mean Lucy will make it easy on the big guy. No way. No how. If the big bad Wolf wants to catch this little she-Cat, he's gonna have to shake that sass.

On the day the real heiress was welcomed home, my fiancé was already sleeping with her. Staring at the blue pills and torn lingerie scattered on the floor, I told them to get the hell out of my wedding house. But a second later, my father stormed in and slapped me hard across the face. "Who are you to tell her to leave? Bella is our real daughter!" "Elena, you’re just an outsider we took in by mistake. You’re the one who needs to get out." Marco wrapped his arm around Bella, his tone impatient: "Elena, I’m the heir to the Moretti family. I can’t marry a mongrel with impure blood like you. If you don't want to bring shame to the family, be smart and go tell the Don the wedding is off tomorrow." Bella gave a coy smile and tossed a stack of cash at my feet like she was giving alms: "Sister, I know Marco and I hurt you, but we’re true love." "Take this as your severance package. Take the money and get lost." I suppressed my rage and stepped forward to throw these disgusting people out, but Marco shoved me violently. "I told you, I’m not marrying you! Keep pestering us, and don't blame me for getting rough!" My stomach slammed against the table. I laughed out of pure anger. Who said I wanted to marry him? The one I’m going to marry is his father—the Don of the Moretti family, Lorenzo.

At the annual company raffle, I had barely stepped onto the stage when my supervisor, Lily Smith, pressed a crumpled slip of paper into my palm. "A special reward for our top salesperson," she chirped. "Go ahead, open it. Let everyone see." Under the eager gaze of the crowd, I unfolded the note. Written in messy handwriting were the words: Clean the company toilets for three days. The room erupted in laughter. Lily folded her arms, cocked her head, and smirked at me. "Nice, right?" she said. "Everyone knows those sales of yours came from sleeping with old men. Dirty money. To keep things fair, the others get a break, and you pick up a little extra work. You don't have a problem with that, do you?" The laughter surged again, nearly lifting the roof. From the side of the room, my boyfriend, Seth Hoffman, the company's CEO, watched everything unfold. As usual, he said nothing in my defense. They all thought I would fall apart, cry, or make a scene. Instead, I simply gave a calm nod. The very next day, the company was hit with over three hundred property cancellations. Its cash flow collapsed overnight. That was when Lily and Seth rushed to me, demanding I go plead with the buyers. I smiled and said, "No thanks. I wouldn't want to help the company recover and end up with strong numbers again. That might make everyone even more uncomfortable."

"Alex! I promise you, this child is yours. I have remained loyal throughout our marriage. Please trust me; I have never been unfaithful to you!" Margaret pleaded to her husband of three years, the only man she had ever truly loved, Alex Westwood, who gazed at her with intense disdain and contempt. Margaret's married life had been idyllic until her sister, Esther, entered the scene and disrupted her seemingly flawless relationship by claiming her husband for herself. On a stormy evening, Alex threw his pregnant wife from the Westwood Mansion after he had signed the divorce documents. As she stood before the closed gate of the Westwood Mansion, Margaret vowed to avenge herself against Alex and Esther for their betrayal. "I shall return back to the thus Mansion one day and make you pay miserably!" I promise you that. Six years later, Margaret returned to the Westwood Mansion accompanied by her smart and cute five-year-old son and her new husband, Aaron Westwood, the rightful heir to the Westwood family, who dotted on her like a little girl, astonishing everyone as her revenge against her enemies began to unfold. What will happen when Alex realizes his mistakes and wants her back? Who's the real father of Margaret son, Leo?

When my parents got old, they needed someone to take care of them. Katerina—my younger sister—was off to Amiraka with her smug husband Chris. Meanwhile, I was crammed into a two-bedroom in Bellavaro with my husband Pavel, who drove a taxi. Mom had no retirement savings, so guess who she dumped herself on? Yep—me. Dad took the cash and ran straight to Katerina. Our place was tiny, but we still gave Mom the master bedroom. She hated it. Constant complaints, constant drama. According to her, life with me was pure misery. Every night, she'd hop on video call with Katerina, gushing about Amiraka like it was heaven, while throwing shade at me for not "taking care of her properly." Meanwhile, I was drowning—trying to hold it together for Mom, help my daughter prep for exams, support a husband with spine problems, and check in on aging in-laws. Mom didn't care. She wanted a plane ticket to Amiraka to party for Katerina's birthday. I snapped. We had a blowout fight, and she collapsed—brain hemorrhage. Even in her hospital bed, she stared me down, whining Katerina's name like a broken record. Then she spat out, "I should've never picked a useless daughter like you!" My chest cracked in half. I blacked out. When I woke up—I was ten years younger. Back to the day they decided who'd get stuck taking care of them. This time, Mom didn't wait. "I want Katerina to take care of me. It's my turn to enjoy life!"