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For seven years, I had been the secret of Enzo Gallo, the new Don of the Gallo family. When I went to register our son Lucas's birth, I discovered Enzo had already married his sister-in-law, Camilla, and claimed her child as his own. Her child became the heir to the family, with all the privileges that entailed. My child became a shameful bastard. Years ago, after Enzo's brother died, the family elders gave Enzo one condition to become Don: he had to have an heir with his sister-in-law to secure the Gallo bloodline. That night, Enzo held me close and swore I was his only true wife. He promised that once Camilla gave birth, he would give me the wedding I deserved. But he missed Lucas's birthday the day Camilla went into labor. Instead of the wedding he promised me, all I got was the news of his marriage to his sister-in-law. My son gently wiped away my tears with his small hand: "Mamma, don't be sad. I changed my birthday wish. I don't want a Papa anymore." "I don't care about being an heir. Having you is enough." I pulled Lucas into my arms, swallowing the bitterness that rose in my throat. "Who says you aren't an heir? Baby, Mamma is taking you home. To our family." What Enzo doesn't know is that I am the only daughter of the most powerful Mafia family in Sicily. I never cared about being the Donna of the Gallo family.

À neuf mois de grossesse, j'étais dans la phase finale de mon terme, et mon corps était lourd d'un bébé qui devait naître d'un jour à l'autre. Mais mon mari, Victor Falcon, sous-chef de la famille, m'a enfermée. Il m'a retenue dans une salle médicale souterraine stérile et m'a injecté un agent suppresseur de l'accouchement. Alors que je hurlais à l'agonie, il m'a froidement dit de le supporter. Parce que la veuve de son frère, Charlotte, devait accoucher exactement au même moment. Un serment de sang qu'il avait fait avec son défunt frère stipulait que le fils premier-né hériterait du lucratif territoire de la famille. « Cet héritage appartient à l'enfant de Charlotte. » a-t-il déclaré. « Gabriel étant parti, elle est totalement seule et démunie. Tu as tout mon amour, Élisa. J'ai juste besoin qu'elle puisse accoucher en toute sécurité. Ensuite, ce sera ton tour. » La drogue était un tourment constant et angoissant. Je l'ai supplié de m'emmener à l'hôpital. Il m'a prise à la gorge, me forçant à croiser son regard glacial. « Arrête de faire semblant ! Je sais que tu vas bien. Tu essaies juste de voler l'héritage. » « Pour devancer Charlotte, tu ne reculeras devant rien. » Mon visage est devenu cendreux, mon corps s'est convulsé et j'ai réussi à murmurer désespérément. « Le bébé arrive, je me fiche de l'héritage, je t'aime et je veux que notre enfant naisse en toute sécurité ! » Il a ricané. « Si tu étais vraiment si innocente, tu n'aurais pas forcé Charlotte à signer ce contrat, renonçant aux droits d'héritage de son enfant. » « Ne t'inquiète pas, je reviendrai te chercher quand elle aura accouché. » Il a veillé toute la nuit devant la salle d'accouchement de Charlotte. Ce n'est qu'après avoir vu le nouveau-né dans ses bras qu'il s'est souvenu de moi. Il a finalement envoyé son second, Marc, pour me libérer. Mais quand Marc a appelé, sa voix tremblait. « Patron... la madame et le bébé... ils sont partis ». A ce moment-là, Victor Falcon s'est effondré.

Reborn as the long-lost Rogers heir, missing for fifteen years, I avoided every chance to bond with my two brothers in this family. When they tossed me Vivi’s discarded, ill-fitting gown for the family gala, I smiled and put it on. When they sent Vivi to get an elite education while ordering me to scrub the utility room, I picked up the mop without a word. When they let Vivi chase love and dumped her rejected suitor on me, I didn’t fight. I accepted her leftovers with a calm nod. This was all because in my past life, I had spent my entire life desperate for my brothers' approval, only to end up despised by everyone for it. When I died in the crossfire of a gangland shootout, my own son pushed my body away in disgust. "Mom, did you really waste your whole life on such a petty fight with Aunt Vivi? Dying for the family would have been a more dignified end. At least then you wouldn't have disgraced our name." I left this world filled with resentment, only to open my eyes and find myself back at the moment I first set foot in the Rogers estate. This time, I'm done fighting. The power, the name, the honor. I'm letting them have it all. I’ve already been accepted into a closed-door medical project. Soon they will never see me again.

Quando meu companheiro Alfa, Logan, percebeu que eu não havia submetido uma única solicitação de despesas em três dias, ele entrou em contato comigo por conta própria, pela primeira vez. — Baby, eu já aprovei a próxima fase do tratamento da sua loba. Está vendo? Se você se comportar, não há nada que eu não te dê. Seu tom de voz era afetuoso, como se ele realmente fosse um bom Alfa, preocupado com a sua companheira. Mas o que ele não sabia era que, quando ele disse "bebê", eu já havia terminado de redigir o acordo para romper nosso vínculo de companheiros. Antes de partir, a única coisa que eu consegui levar comigo foi uma velha camiseta, que eu costumava usar quando ele me marcou. Ninguém acreditaria que a adorada Luna da Alcateia Lua Negra, em apenas três anos desde a cerimônia, não conseguisse juntar cinco vestidos decentes que fossem realmente seus. Toda despesa de casa que eu fazia precisava ser aprovada com o selo da Luna, o símbolo do meu próprio poder. — Sienna, cuidar das contas é cansativo demais. Isso vai te desgastar. — Deixe a Chloe cuidar desse trabalho tedioso. Tudo que você precisa fazer é ficar bonita e ser a minha Luna perfeita. E assim, o selo da Luna que deveria ser meu, acabou se tornando algo que eu precisava implorar para a Chloe, a secretária do Alfa, que supostamente estava "lidando com o trabalho tedioso por mim". Três dias atrás, minha loba estava prestes a colapsar. Eu chorei e implorei pelos duzentos mil necessários para a cirurgia de intervenção. Mas Chloe deliberadamente reteve o selo, atrasando a aprovação sob a alegação de procedimento inadequado. Por fim, minha loba, já fraturada, ficou completamente silenciosa nas profundezas da minha alma. E ali eu soube: não havia mais nada entre mim e aquele Alfa.

Begitu aku hamil, aku dielu-elukan sebagai perempuan paling berharga di dunia mafia. Suamiku, kepala keluarga baru Keluarga Jasman, sampai menutup satu area rumah sakit swasta khusus untuk pemeriksaan kehamilanku. Sementara ayahku, Chandra, memanggil semua koki berbintang Michelin di Kota Nordi ke kediaman keluarga, hanya agar aku bisa makan apa pun yang kuinginkan. Bayi yang kukandung ditakdirkan menjadi satu-satunya pewaris dari dua keluarga mafia paling berkuasa. Namun, pada hari ketika kami seharusnya menandatangani dokumen yang menjamin warisan anakku, mereka berdua menghilang. "Ada urusan keluarga mendesak," kata suamiku, Desta, sambil mengecup keningku. "Kita bisa selesaikan urusan warisan anak ini setelah kita kembali. Nggak perlu terburu-buru." Tak lama setelah mereka pergi, aku menerima sebuah tautan menuju siaran langsung anonim. Suara ayahku terdengar dari video itu, dingin, lebih dingin dari yang pernah kudengar sebelumnya. "Jadi kamu bilang kontrak pernikahanmu dengan Eva nggak pernah sah. Bukankah itu berarti anak itu adalah anak haram?" Vincent tampak bersantai di sebuah klub, mengembuskan cincin asap rokok. Dalam pelukannya ada saudari tiriku, Sarah. "Eva selalu mendapatkan cinta dan perhatian," ujarnya santai. "Anaknya nggak akan kekurangan apa pun." "Sarah sudah bertahun-tahun diejek karena statusnya. Aku harus memperbaiki semuanya untuknya, memberinya keadilan, memberi anak kami nama yang sah." Saat itu juga, dadaku terasa diremas. Napasku tersengal, nyaris tak bisa bernapas. Kemudian, ponselku bergetar lagi. Sebuah pesan masuk. [ Selamat datang kembali di Keluarga Gandara, ratuku. ] [ Sebut saja satu kata dan anak yang kamu kandung akan menyandang nama Keluarga Gandara serta menjadi pewaris paling berkuasa di dunia mafia Amira. ]

On our seventh wedding anniversary, I was straddling my Mafia husband, Lucian, kissing him deeply. My fingers fumbled in the pocket of my expensive silk dress, searching for the pregnancy test I'd hidden there. I wanted to save the news of my unexpected pregnancy for the end of the evening. Lucian's right-hand man, Marco, asked with a suggestive smile in Italian: "Don, your new little canary, Sophia. How does she taste?" Lucian's mocking laughter vibrated through my chest, sending a chill down my spine. He replied, also in Italian: "Like an unripe peach. Fresh and tender." His hand was still caressing my waist, but his gaze was distant. "Just keep this between us. If my Donna finds out, I'm a dead man." His men chuckled knowingly, raising their glasses and swearing their silence. The warmth in my blood turned to ice, inch by inch. The one thing they didn’t know was that my grandmother was from Sicily, so I understood every word. I forced myself to remain calm, keeping the perfect smile of a Donna fixed in place, but the hand holding my champagne flute trembled. Instead of making a scene, I opened my phone, found the invitation I had received a few days ago for a private international medical research project, and tapped "Accept." In three days, I would disappear from Lucian's world completely.

At nine months pregnant, I was in the final stretch of my term, and my body heavy with a baby due any day. But my husband, Vito Falcone, underboss of the family, had locked me away. He held me in a sterile underground medical room and injected me with a labor suppressant. As I screamed in agony, he coldly told me to endure it. Because his brother's widow, Scarlett, was expected to go into labor at the exact same time. A blood oath he'd made with his late brother declared that the firstborn son would inherit the family's lucrative West Coast territory. "That inheritance belongs to Scarlett's child," he said. "With Daemon gone, she is utterly alone and destitute. You have my love, Alessia. All of it. I just need her to deliver safely. Then it's your turn." The drug was a constant, agonizing torment. I begged him to take me to a hospital. He grabbed me by the throat, forcing me to meet his icy gaze. "Stop the act! I know you're fine. You’re just trying to steal the inheritance." "To get ahead of Scarlett, you'll stop at nothing." My face was ashen. My body convulsed as I managed a desperate whisper. "The baby's coming. I don't care about the inheritance. I just love you, and I want our child to be born safely!" He sneered. "If you were really that innocent, if you had an ounce of love for me, you wouldn't have forced Scarlett to sign that prenup, waiving her child's inheritance rights." "Don't worry, I'll be back for you after she's given birth. you're carrying my own flesh and blood, after all." He kept a vigil outside Scarlett's delivery room all night. It was only after seeing the newborn in her arms that he remembered me. He finally sent his second in command, Marco, to release me. But when Marco finally called, his voice was shaking. "Boss... the missus and the baby... they're gone." In that moment, Vito Falcone shattered.

Silver Point University isn’t just the most elite supernatural college on the continent— It’s a pressure cooker of species dynamics, forbidden bonds, awakening magic, and the kind of heat no handbook could ever prepare a student for. Across ten interconnected shorts, Campus Wilds follows students from every corner of the supernatural world as they collide with fate, desire, and the explosive chaos of discovering their true mates amidst exams, dorm drama, and ancient rivalries. Every story adds heat, depth. The discovery that love and magic are the most dangerous subjects of all. In Campus Wilds, every species has a story. Every bond has a price. And no one leaves unchanged.

In my previous life, I was taken away by a poor family. My younger sister, Elsa, was adopted by a wealthy family instead. Unexpectedly, Elsa only got to live there for less than five years before getting cast out. She ended up dying on the streets. Meanwhile, I got into the best school thanks to my outstanding grades. Then, I furthered my studies overseas with my adoptive older brother, Flynn Cullen. With my own hands, I built my own business empire brick by brick. Years later, Flynn and I received our parents' blessings and got married. Soon, we had children of our own. I had a happy and smooth-sailing life. Now, I'm reborn. This time, Elsa makes an entirely different choice. She runs into Flynn's arms and greets him in a sweet tone. After taking the adoptive parents' hands, she shoots a smug glance in my direction. "Enya, you should have a taste of the suffering that comes with that wealthy family. I can't bear to spend a moment longer in that cruel place!" I looked at Flynn, hoping that he'd say something. Instead, I saw him shielding Elsa from me protectively. He just looked at me icily. "Don't get close to my sister!" In the end, I walked toward the limo while Elsa watched me victoriously from behind.

On the one hand, a man leading the whole city of Atlanta being a billionaire businessman and also being the Alpha of the pack of the werewolves hides two secrets. On the other hand, a girl who hates werewolves for some past reasons, but what can possibly happen when she is the mate of the powerful Alpha? Will she reject him because he is the werewolf? Or there are any secrets? Whom does she hate in real? Will she accept him after knowing the hardest truth about them? What if he comes to know that why she hates werewolves and what stops her from coming near him? He wants his mate by every nook and corner but what will happen if he comes to know that it will cause his death? Will he fight with the fate to seal his mate with him?