Affection Synonym

Valentine Sanchez a aimé Maurice Leroy pendant douze ans, mais il l’a envoyé en prison de ses propres mains.Au milieu de sa douleur, elle a vu l'homme en amour et en affection avec une autre femme...Cinq ans plus tard, elle est revenue plus forte et elle n'était plus la femme qui l'aimait jusqu'à l'humilité !Elle a écrasé la femme hypocrite. Alors quand elle était sur le point de lui régler son compte...L'homme qui a été cruel et indifférent à son égard auparavant est devenu soudainement doux et gentil !Il a même embrassé ses pieds devant les yeux de tous et a promis : « Valentine, j'ai aimé la mauvaise personne. À l'avenir, je voudrais passer le reste de ma vie et me faire pardonner de mes péchés. »Valentine a répondu en ricanant : tu veux que je te pardonne ?Alors vas en enfer !

I am Ella Collins, the mate of the Darkshadow Pack's Alpha. Our pack was the strongest in Nomerika. Everyone knew Darkshadow was the top pack in the entire region. They had swallowed up countless smaller packs and made plenty of enemies along the way. After Adam marked me, he took me to every pack banquet and ceremony. He even introduced me to allied packs, proudly telling them I was his beloved mate. Everyone believed he loved me deeply. I believed it too. I was completely immersed in that love. However, I overheard him talking to his Beta one day. "There are so many packs that hate me. They'd tear me apart if they had the chance. "If I don't claim Ella and make her look like the one I love most, they'll target my real weakness—Amy." His words struck me like lightning. I finally learned the truth. I was nothing but a carefully chosen decoy. I was Adam's shield, designed to protect the woman he truly loved. I had foolishly mistaken his attention for affection and his betrayal for love. When I finally left Adam and disappeared into the distance… That was when he began to regret everything.

A scandal forced them into marriage. Love might be what tears them apart. After a single reckless night with billionaire Adrian Hollingsworth, Clara never expected the world to know—let alone force them into a marriage built for reputation, not affection. For two long years, Clara lived in a house overflowing with luxury but starved of love. She hid her growing feelings while Adrian openly clung to his first love, convinced he had given Clara everything a wife could want—status, security, and a flawless image. But affection? Never. When Clara finally files for divorce, Adrian refuses. “You have everything here,” he said coolly. “Why throw it away?” “Because none of it is you,” she whispered under her breath with a sad smile. Determined to reclaim her life, she leaves. Some time apart but she runs into him again, this time, Adrian intercepts her and drags her back to his grandfather’s estate. There, faced with the only man in the Hollingsworth family who ever showed her warmth, Clara’s resolve shatters. For the first time, Adrian sees the wife he never bothered to understand slipping through his fingers. And Clara? She already stopped loving a man who never looked at her twice. But now Adrian is looking—and he’s not letting go without a fight.

Mes deux amis d'enfance avec qui j'ai été fiancée sont tombés amoureux de Yseult Calvet, la fille adoptive de ma famille. Pour gagner son affection, ils m'ont fait raser la tête et m'ont enfermée sur la station de ski pendant toute une nuit… Par respect pour les souhaits de mes parents, j'ai tout enduré. Mais un jour, alors qu'Yseult s'était coupée un doigt en coupant des fruits, ils m'ont forcée à donner 2000 ml de mon sang pour elle. Je pleurais et suppliais, mais ils m'ont répondu que c'était la punition méritée pour l'avoir maltraitée. J'en ai eu assez et je me suis tournée vers leur frère aîné. Finalement, ceux qui ne cessaient de dire qu'ils voulaient rompre avec moi sont venus pleurer à mon mariage, regrettant amèrement leur décision…

Framed and betrayed by her mate, shamed by her Pack, and abused by her own family, Anora’s life takes a painful turn. She’s traded to replace another as the betrothed wife to the formidable Alpha King, Alpha Dane of Blackburn—a man with a dreadful reputation. Forced under a false identity, Anora is bound to a stranger every other Alpha fears. To be his bride, a bargaining chip in an arranged, loveless marriage, Anora is warned by Dane of the cold consequences of their union. Alpha Dane, inhumanely handsome yet cold-hearted, wants neither marriage nor affection. Yet, by duty, he’s bound as Alpha to a political marriage for power and an heir. He gives her a chance to call it off, but trapped in an impossible situation by her ex-mate, Alpha Liam’s blackmail (with her mother’s life hanging in the balance), Anora has no choice but to live the lie, even if it means sacrificing her happiness forever. But in the forced proximity between two opposite souls, what happens when a desperate beauty clashes with a heart of stone? When affection, a forbidden attribute, begins to burn? What happens when Alpha Dane finds the truth about his bride’s true identity and the lies she’s tricked him into believing? In the end, does Anora’s story explode in her face? Can love, a bond, be born out of deception, or is their destined bond doomed to crumble?

For the eighteenth time, Samson brought home his new lover and enjoyed their intimacy right in front of me. Knowing he was doing this to get back at me, I just quietly picked up their scattered clothes. Five years ago, Samson was nearly killed in a kidnapping. Ignoring all his desperate pleas, I broke up with him and left the country. Five years later, he became the CEO of a major corporation and used his wealth to keep me at his side as his personal assistant. Every so often, he would bring home a different woman and flaunt their affection in front of me just to humiliate me. Samson never knew that I had saved him from those kidnappers five years ago—and that I was the one who couldn't let go of him. Things went on this way until he brought Judy back. My cousin, someone I had financially supported for years. When Judy proudly stroked her belly and told me she was pregnant with Samson’s baby, I just congratulated her calmly. Then, I turned and made a phone call. “Hello, about that Medical Support Project we discussed? I’ve decided—I’m ready to join.”

Edward Poletto, a feared mafia king, rules his vast empire with an iron fist. One day, while inspecting his vineyard, he meets Cecilia, a beautiful and humble grape picker. For the first time in his life, Edward feels the stirrings of love, something entirely foreign to his cold, calculating heart. He approaches Cecilia, hoping to win her affection, but she rejects him, revealing that she already has a lover. Used to getting whatever he wants, Edward is consumed by rage and jealousy. In a fit of fury, he murders Cecilia's lover, leaving her devastated and alone. With no one left to protect her, Edward forces Cecilia to marry him, dragging her into a life of luxury that feels more like a prison. Though she now lives in a grand mansion, Cecilia feels trapped in a hellish existence. Edward’s cruel and possessive nature makes her life unbearable, yet behind his rough exterior lies a deep, unspoken love for her. Unable to show his true feelings, he chooses control and domination, believing it’s the only way to keep her by his side. As Cecilia struggles to survive in this dark world, she begins to see glimpses of the man Edward hides beneath his hardened exterior, torn between fear, hatred, and the faintest hope for something more.

First Book of the ' Second Chance séries ' Jasmine's life was tragically cut short by the man she had admired for years. After enduring years of suffering, he cruelly pushed her off a cliff, sending her into the arms of death. However, fate had other plans for her soul, as it encountered a gracious woman who offered her a second chance at life. In this new chapter, Jasmine is determined to take back everything that was stolen from her by Carl Lawson, the very man who had taken so much from her. But during her mission of vengeance, she finds comfort and affection in a man who never left her side. **** She tenderly asked, "Honey, you look tired, should I give you a massage?" Her smile radiates warmth and beauty as she stands before him in a captivating red lace nightgown. His gaze intensifies as he harbors suspicions about her true intentions. Is this woman looking for trouble? He knows that a mere touch from her could lead to a passionate encounter. Without a word, he draws her closer, capturing her luscious lips in a passionate kiss. Between their intertwined lips, he whispers, "Do my lips taste like honey, or should I savor you like an exquisite chocolate, that's scarcely found in the market?"

After her father’s death leaves behind nothing but a ten-million-euro blood debt, Graziella is dragged into the world of the Vitale brothers, men who rule the city’s underworld with violence, power, and a loyalty that has no room for mercy, and who, by law and history, are also her stepbrothers. In their hands, debt is not something to be repaid but something to be owned, and because her father failed them, Graziella becomes the collateral they inherit, allowed to exist only as long as she remains useful and silent. For months, she survives by making herself small, enduring cruelty and indifference alike, learning that in a house built on fear, silence is not submission but survival. To the Vitale brothers, she is temporary, a problem that will eventually disappear once its value is exhausted. Everything changes when the eldest announces his political marriage, a union meant to secure alliances and erase liabilities, and Graziella realizes how easily she will be discarded. Instead of begging, she makes a single request: thirty days as their wife and queen, not as property but as a recognized presence, after which she will vanish forever. They believe she is desperate. They believe she wants protection or love. What they fail to see is that Graziella is not bargaining for affection, but for access. Because in those thirty days, she watches, listens, and learns, and by the time they understand what she has become, the quiet debt they ignored will be ready to rule them all.

It was cold dark and lonely, she had brought the light, and for that reason, he would keep her, whatever it takes. On the day she is supposed to be married to her beloved, she is suddenly kidnapped by the most dangerous man in the country. He forces himself on her and imposes a marriage on her with a threat to kill the man she loves, and for that reason, she despised him to no end. He is the ruthless Don of the mafia world, he rules over the city and the country itself, not even the law can get to him. He kidnaps her on the day she is to be married to someone else and forcefully takes her to posses her so she could only belong to him and him alone. Excerpt: "You are mine," She shuddered as he took a threatening step towards her trapping her between himself and the wall behind, "Mine and no one else's, and the day you dare glance at another man with affection I will destroy him along with anything and everything he cares about, and if I have to annihilate the whole city even the whole country just to destroy him then I will gladly do so, and you will remain in the middle of it all with me and no one else." From trying to run away to hopelessly falling in love with the mafia lord who'd stolen her from another.