Arti Rahimahullah Rahmatan Waasi'ah

"Hm, Linden..." halinghing ko nang sapuin ni Linden ang mayayaman kong dibdib. "This is wrong ugh~ ahh!" daing ko nang masahiin niya ang malulusog kong dibdib. "No, this is not wrong, Jan. I'm willing to break off the engagement with the girl." Aniya saka niya ako siniil ng mapupusok na halik na agad ko namang tinugon. "Ah~ Linden hmm~ please continue... more." Ungol ko nang i-angat niya ang hita ko at pinatong niya sa hita niya. Kinapa nito ang pagkababae kong namamasa na ata sinalat iyon. Ilang buwan na rin no'ng maging magkaklase kami at hindi ko maitatanggi na kahit may pagkasaltik siya ay may nararamdaman ako sakanya. Our teacher hired me as his tutor na sinang-ayunan niya agad kaya wala akong nagawa. He's clingy type of person na sa akin lang niya ipinapakita and he's always like this, pinapaligaya ako after tutoring him. "Ah! Ahh~ ahh!" ungol ko nang simulan niyang ipasok-labas ang kanyang daliri sa namamasa kong hiyas.

Ah… Nothing like getting cheated on at a birthday party they personally invited and drove me to, only to get hooked up with my best friend and fight every day to stay alive. Oh, and the icing on the bright blue birthday cake?... my ex-boyfriend was sucking face with the girl he cheated on me with… patient zero… go figure. Now there are zombies everywhere. Buckle up this is going to be a bloody ride.

On the day of Zephyr’s art exhibition, I saw people stand around a portrait of myself. My cheeks were flushed, and I was bare. My posture was the one we used in bed last week for fun. Zephyr even got the mole on my chest right. As people stared at me mockingly, I demanded, “Why did you do this to me?” He was unbothered. “It’s not as if I asked you to sleep with someone else.” But he did let people see how I looked when I was having an intimate moment with my own boyfriend! “It’s just a painting. Why are you being so petty?” I was stunned by the mockery in Zephyr’s gaze. Then, I called my assistant. “I’m attending the international art festival as the organizer.”

"S-Stop..." Nauutal kong saad. Kasabay ng pagpasok ng kamay niya sa aking skirt ang pagkapit ko ng mahigpit sa table ko. "You want this, don't you?" Mainit na bulong nito sa aking tainga. Sobrang kinakabahan ako, nasa school kami at walanghiya niyang ginagawa ito ngayon sa akin. Umiling ako sa tanong niya, nagpipigil ng ungol at baka may makarinig dahil lunch palang at mamaya kaunti ay darating na ang mga studyante ko. "P-Please, t-tumigil ka na!" "Are you going to wear this skimpy skirt and sleeves again?" Malamig nitong tanong sakin. "H-hindi na." Umiling-iling ako para tigilan na niya ang ginagawa niya. Ngayon lang siya nakialam sa suot ko at hindi ko maintindihan kung bakit. Pencil skirt lang naman iyon at puting long sleeves. "Good. Don't make me mad again Mrs. Buenavista kung ayaw mong gawin ko sayo to sa sarap ng estudyante mo." Kung makapag salita siya para namang hindi ko siya estudyante ah?! Siya lang naman si Zachariah Buenavista asawa ko at estudyante ko rin.

"Basically, I, Jones Jackson begged to hug you and we fell asleep on my bed?" "Yes, that's exactly what it is," she maintained. "Did we...? Did you..?" His brows furrowed as his mind flashed him a thousand scenarios of what could have gone wrong. "Did I what?" "Ah, never mind, I could never with you." He shook the vague thoughts away, he didn't like her one bit so attaining that level of intimacy was implausible even under the influence of alcohol. Like she could hear his thoughts, she reflected them, "oh, that could never happen, boss, you're not my type of man. If it's okay, can I leave now?" This diminutive girl always found a way to hurt the Almighty Jackson's ego. ~~~ Maria needs an urgent way to get to the top of her career, and Jackson needs a wife to get out of trouble. These two adopt a means of using each other for their specific purposes, till their contract becomes more than they ever bargained for.

“I like pretty little girls who obey instructions before complaining. They don’t get to be punished.” His stubble brushed against my face and a low moan escaped me. Damn him! “Stay like this. Don’t move an inch.” What? “And for an entire week, this would be the only piece of material you get to put on.” Again, what?! ~+~ Camila Rose Frost, a club stripper, never expected her life to take such a turn. When he abusive boyfriend and boss entered into a contract with the enigmatic business tycoon, Lorenzo King Calloway. What starts as a business transaction quickly spirals into something far more intense. Bound by a contract and drawn into King's world, Camila finds herself struggling between separating from king to saving herself from his obsessed lover and a growing affection for him.

Synopsis: Driven by her desire for revenge, Lillian devises a plan to confront those who wronged her. However, she realizes that she can't go it alone and needs a partner in her quest for justice. Adrian's jaw clenched as he struggled to contain his emotions. "Why did you leave without a word? Without any explanation?" he demanded, his voice laced with pain and frustration. Lillian's cunning smile widened, revealing a touch of mischief. "Ah, Adrian, always dwelling on the past," she taunted. "But why should we talk about what happened three years ago? It's irrelevant now. I moved on, and so should you." Adrian's expression hardened, his voice turning colder. "I won't let you dismiss it so easily, Lillian," he said firmly. "There are things that need to be addressed, and I won't rest until I have answers." Lillian's smirk grew even more pronounced. "Oh, how noble of you, Adrian," she replied, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "But remember, we both have our secrets, don't we? Perhaps it's best if they remain buried, but I do have a proposal for you Mr Adrian." Lillian said all smiles “What makes you think I’d be interested in whatever you have to offer” Adrian said in a cold voice. Lillian seductively walked to the Adrian standing opposite her. She went close enough that all Adrian smelt was her body scent,Lillian leaned in and held his collar. Adrian's eyes widened in surprise as Lillian's lips brushed against his neck. His heart raced, caught off guard by her sudden boldness. "What the hell are you doing?" he managed to gasp, his voice laced with both confusion and desire. Lillian leaned back slightly, her eyes locked onto Adrian's, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "Marry me " she purred, her voice dripping with seduction.

There are two options for you to choose from: One quit your surviving job and end up in the street Or Two be in a contractual relationship with your boss for a year. This is your choice to make. The gate of hell or the gate of your struggles paths. What are your choices? Ah Lam bit on her lower lips, she shouldn't have a bash in unexpectedly, she meant no harm or even have the time to discuss what she saw with others except her bestie. But now, it seems like the gates of hell opened up to her. She has always heard of her boss's cold attitude towards his employees of course to those in high posts, not a lower post she's in. never has she met him before, this has turned into one of her nightmares, she shouldn't have bought in the documents files. He gaped at her with those devilish cold eyes and chuckle like the devil himself. "So, what's your choice?" His deep cold voice asked.

“Walang iba doon, dahil ang totoo, mas importante yang kabit mo kaysa sa lahat ng bagay! You always put your mistress in the first line! Lola ko ang usapan dito, Harvey! She is literally your in-law kaya bakit hindi mo kayang bayaran ang mga tao sa presinto gayong ginagawa mo naman iyon tuwing kailangan ng kabit mo ang dugo ko?!” “I said don’t call her that—” “Why? Iyon naman talaga ang dapat itawag diyan sa babaeng 'yan, ah?! A fvcking mistress—” “Shut up!” Napatalon sa gulat si Jessa sa sigaw ni Harvey sa kanya. Jessa did everything to be a perfect wife to her husband, but even though she did everything, it still wasn’t enough because what mattered to her husband was his mistress. Jessa's pain fuels her strength to seek revenge.

“How could you…” ah! My words dissolved into sobs, cruelly racking out of my throat. I was crumbling like a sandhill right before both of them. “HOW COULD YOU SAY THAT!? YOU LOVE ME, LOGAN! YOU LOVE ME!” “Where's it, Mother?” His voice was ice cold, sharp at the edges as he darted his gaze towards her. Where's what? “Right here!” She chimed. “I remembered to pick it up.” After which she immediately handed him a file in an envelope. “Here!” Logan slapped the document on the table before me with a loud bang that caused me to jump. “Sign it. And leave!” *** From the ashes of heartbreak, a new queen rises. Alaina Bloodrose, a victim of a brutal divorce by the only man she's wholeheartedly loved, kickstarts her streaming career. Concealed behind a mask and alias, she builds a new life as Queen of Dawn, determined to make the world bow to her feet after all the bullying she withstands for being a lowly Omega, cursed to bring only woe and ill-luck! Alaina navigates her newfound fame and the attention of her enigmatic boss, the Icy Alpha, she must confront the demons of her past and her ex husband, who reappears, unforgiven and relentless. But he isn't the only one who wants her back! Will she emerge victorious, or will the shadows of her double identity consume her?