Belly Piercing Hole

On Christmas Day, eight months pregnant, I struggled through the kitchen,cooking for my husband and his secretary. When I finally sat down, hoping to taste a piece of turkey I didn’t even get during Thanksgiving, my husband shoved me aside like I was nothing. He slid the turkey in front of his secretary instead. “Alison,you’re already so fat. Stop eating. Let Daisy have it—she deserves to enjoy your cooking.” Daisy，chewing on the turkey I had painstakingly prepared, had the audacity to mock me under the guise of playing truth or dare with my child. “So, what do you think your mom looks like?” “Mommy looks like a fat pig on a farm!” “Her stretch marks? They’re like disgusting worms crawling all over her. Even Santa would run for his life!” Their laughter erupted like daggers piercing me from all sides. Humiliation and rage burned through me as my dignity was stripped bare. I demanded an apology from that vile woman, but my husband—my husband!—turned his cold, cruel face toward me and said, “Get out of here.” Pregnant, exhausted, and humiliated, I stood there in shock. Then I snapped. I grabbed the Christmas cake and turkey and threw them in the trash. I walked out without looking back. This wretched family doesn’t deserve a second of my effort or a single ounce of my love!

Blurb. " You kept my son from me for five years?" Alexander's voice cracked with disbelief , anger radiating off him as he towered over Daniela.She squared her shoulders, though her hands trembled. " I didnt think it mattered back then. I was nothing to you Alexander . Just a distraction- a side chick you could forget the moment I walked out of your life". " That's not fair !" He snapped , his jaw tightening . " You knew what my life was like. I didnt...." " You didnt think about me did you?" She interrupted her voice rising. " After that one night, you moved on as if nothing happened. But i was left with something i couldn't ignore- our son". Alexander froze his piercing gaze searching hers . " You could have come back. You could have told me" . " I tried!" Daniela shot back her voice breaking. " But when i saw you again, you were with her - the perfect fiancee , the love of your life. I realised I'd just be a complication in your already perfect world ". " You don't get to make that choice for me,"he said, his voice low and trembling with restrained fury. " I deserve to know . Noah deseves to know who is father was". Tears welled up in her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. " Maybe I was wrong , but i didn't want my child growing up feeling unwanted ... like i was nothing more than a mistake to you ".

"You think you can just leave without a trace after what happened that night?" His hands pinned her arms above her head, his piercing blue eyes boring into hers. "W-what do you mean?" she stuttered, his scent reminding her of that night—the night that had changed her life completely. "What do I mean? Are you seriously asking me that, woman? If your brain can't recall how we burned together on that bed, how about I remind you right here?" His face was dangerously close as he growled into her ear. Her eyes widened. He meant it. Every single word. He was the king of the entertainment world, after all. "Let me go," she demanded stubbornly, her voice barely audible. He let out a low, dark chuckle that sent a chill down her spine. "Let you go? Oh, I'll let you go, Tatiana. But not until you understand the consequences of crossing paths with me." •••••••••• In the world of the entertainment industry, we see constant change and creativity. Trends come and go, as do collaborations between artists and producers. This world can make anyone wish to be a part of it—it is said to be inspiring and enjoyable... Meanwhile, that's only on the surface. The same world is filled with deceit, betrayal, fake love, ruthless competition, toxic fans who could ruin you, suicide, and dissatisfaction... This world is mostly dominated by men. How can a woman, hurt by this world, face it—especially when she had a night and her life tangled with the king of them all?

Adele runaway from a life a privilege and entered a new world of mafia, mysteries secret that could be killed for and love. Born a wretched life and adopted into a life of privilege.. Adele Callahan has spent her life under the thumb of a prestigious family that controls her every move. When she escapes an arranged marriage, her only plan is to run as far and as fast as she can—until a fateful encounter changes everything.. Adele seemed to live a nice life but it's all a different story behind the reflection. Forced to marry a rich influential abuser, Adele escapes in a bid to leaves a life that was arranged and all planned out for her when her paths crosses with a man who introduces her to a life she never knew existed. Lucian runs a mafia group but there's more to him than he let out, one of the influential person feared by most. But women are his toys, a new one each day to add to his record of decanhery. Lucian. He’s dark, enigmatic, devastatingly handsome, but beneath his flawless exterior lies a dangerous secret. His piercing eyes see too much, his voice commands obedience, and his presence is like a storm she can’t escape. He warns her to leave, but his words come too late—Adele is already entangled in his world. What starts as a chance meeting spirals into a deadly game of survival, as Adele learns the truth about Lucian. Drawn together by fate, their connection defies reason, even as the shadows of Lucian’s mafia ties threaten to tear them apart. As passion collides with peril, Adele must decide: will she run from the darkness that surrounds Lucian, or embrace it to uncover the secrets of her own destiny?

☆Glimpse☆ "Just forget whatever happened between us in these day's and burying it all move on in your life. I don't think whatever happened had any meaning or name but a mere mistake. Get back in your life and be happy with your fiance while I'll get back in my life as well. Bye!!", he read the letter and blood draws in his eyes. Never ever did he thought the beautiful dream he always fascinated and wished to be true will be nothing for her. She like a piece of tissue paper used me, played with my emotions, gave me hundreds of reasons to live and now asks to move on. Am I a bloody joke? Or my love is? "No... I won't let this happen. I won't let you move on so easily and forget whatever happened between us. You are mine and you need to know that. You can't get away from me so easily after all this!", he oaths. ____________________ I loved him from the time I was a teen and today when I have this opportunity to confess it I made it look like nothing. I named it as 'Nothing but a mistake' and now it's piercing my heart out. I can't even imagine a day without looking at him or taking his name but I asked him to stay away and move on. The letter I wrote was just to make things easy for him and I hope he does so. But still I wish a little in my heart that he doesn't and comes back to me, running in my arms. . . . ******** It's a story of two forbidden lover's, who are dying to be together but are bound in their own boundaries.

“Don’t tell me that meeting the man who slept with me at the whiskey library was all a part of your brilliant plan to Control me, my family, and my father's properties?” she throws the question at me. “It was not all a part of my plan” I try to defend. “If you knew something about the stranger at the whiskey library, why didn't you just tell me?” she asks, looking at me dead in the eyes with her Hazel eyes piercing deep into my soul. “Why did you bind me to an arranged marriage with you and accept my baby as yours when the Queen tried to throw me out as if you were doing me a favour?” she yells. “What was the aim behind your notion of false sacrifice?” she continues with her series of questions. “I know that you may not believe me right now, but I can swear on my life that the whole episode at the whiskey library was not part of the plan,” I try to explain even though I know that I sound really stupid saying that “So there was a plan,” she asks, wearing a smile that is loaded like a gun. “Can you please listen to me,” I plead. “Listen to you?” she scoffs. “Just because you are the billionaire crown prince of Orion you killed my father, then You set me up as the prime suspect in the murder case, blackmailed me to be around you or you exposed my identity as the legitimate daughter of Dylan Grayson and now I am stumbling on the secret that the stranger that I had a one night stand with at the whiskey library was all a part of your brilliant plan to get me entangled with you?” she scoffs in disdain

"Kelsey," Jason's voice was a mere whisper as he pulled her closer, their lips almost touching. Her eyes closed instinctively, her breath hitching in anticipation of what was to come. It was a moment of surrender and vulnerability that had never before been seen in him. Jason, also known as Alpha Rafe, was the revered leader of the Silver Moon Pack. His striking good looks and piercing gaze were matched only by his strength and bravery. His authority was unquestioned, and he had long since accepted the solitude that came with his position. However, the fiery Kelsey had managed to pique his interest in a way no one else had before. In that moment, standing on the precipice of something entirely new and terrifying, he felt a flicker of something he couldn't quite put into words. It was a warmth, a stirring sensation in his chest, something he had believed himself incapable of feeling. There was a moment's hesitation, and then he gave in, surrendering to the intense desire that pulsed between them. Their lips met in a gentle collision, a silent confession of the turmoil that raged within him. The passion that sparked that kiss was intense and overwhelming, leaving him breathless. When they finally pulled apart, he looked into Kelsey's eyes, seeing his own fears and vulnerabilities mirrored back at him. She had become his only confidante and his only hope for redemption. Her presence—her very existence—was a lifeline he hadn't known he needed. In this riveting tale of forbidden desires, courage, and human resilience, they are forced to confront their deepest fears and darkest secrets. Their quest to protect their pack and each other presents unforeseen challenges, and perhaps, just perhaps, Jason might discover that the most dangerous journey is the one that leads to the heart.

His voice dropped lower. “You saw the news, didn’t you? The little warning on the LED TV?” Her eyes flickered. “…Yes, sir.” “Then why didn’t you turn back?” Her mouth opened, but no words came out. “And you saw they’ve never shown my face on the news.” He tapped his temple, eyes glinting. “But now you’re staring right at me. You know exactly what I look like. You think I’ll let you walk away?” “No! Please!” Isabella’s voice cracked, tears falling. “I promise with my mother’s grave—I’ll never speak of this! Please, just spare me!” Alessandro smirked, lifting his gun. “People like you swear. People like you also betray. Let’s see…” Her whole body locked. “No, no, please—” The gun fired. Isabella screamed. But when she opened her eyes, the bullet hole smoked in the wooden floor beside her. Her chest heaved. Her hands shook. She collapsed onto the ground, sobbing. Alessandro leaned back, laughing softly. Then—something in her snapped. She pushed herself up on trembling legs. “You want to kill me? Then fucking do it!” His brows lifted. “What the fuck is wrong with you gangsters?” she yelled, her voice shaking. “Do I look like someone who can hurt you? You almost made me wet my pants out there with your bullets. Do you think that’s funny?” One of his men growled, stepping forward, hand raised. “How dare you talk to the boss like that—” “Stop,” Alessandro ordered sharply, raising his hand without taking his eyes off her. Isabella’s chest heaved. “You think taking lives is funny?” She beat her chest with her fist. “Fine. I’m going to walk out that door right now. Shoot me if you want.”

In a world ruled by Alphas, where Omegas and Betas were meant to serve, Mikhail lived in the quiet safety of his mother's love. He was a rare kind of Omega-mute, delicate, and unseen by the brutal world beyond their small cottage. His mother shielded him from the harsh reality of their hierarchy, whispering soft words into his ear as he traced the shapes of her lips with his fingers. But peace was fragile. One cold evening, his father returned-a man Mikhail barely knew, reeking of alcohol and desperation. With a cruel glint in his eye, he grabbed Mikhail's wrist, pulling him away from his mother's trembling arms. "You're worth more than you know," his father muttered, shoving him into the arms of a hooded stranger. Mikhail didn't need words to understand. He had been sold. Colton was a name whispered in fear, a beast draped in human skin. An Alpha whose touch left scars on both body and soul. He ruled with cruelty, his presence alone enough to make even the strongest Omegas tremble. Mikhail had heard of him. Everyone had. When he was thrown at Colton's feet, he didn't fight. He didn't beg. He simply met the Alpha's piercing golden eyes with silent defiance. The room was silent. Colton tilted his head, intrigued. "A mute Omega," he mused, his voice like gravel. "How will you scream for me?" Mikhail swallowed hard, but he refused to break. The Alpha's lips curled into a smirk, but there was no amusement in his eyes. Only hunger. Only the promise of ruin. "Let's see how long that silence lasts."

As I walked down the aisle, bouquet in hand, I scanned the crowd—the very people I’d paid to attend. My heart raced, searching for my husband, but he was nowhere in sight. Panic set in. Was I about to be abandoned on my wedding day? I could already picture the headline: Daughter of Late CEO of Nova White Robotics abandoned at the Altar. Not only would I be humiliated, but my chance to take over the company would slip away, and my enemies would jubilate in my defeat. Just as I was drowning in my sea of doubt, I heard the sound of a hasty footsteps. The crowd turned and gasped in shock as Mason appeared, looking dashing in a sharp three-piece suit. His smile met my gaze, his piercing blue eyes locking onto mine. “Sorry I’m late. My suit didn’t arrive on time,” he said with an apologetic smile. I nodded and the priest began reading the vows, he turned to me and asked, "Will you take Mr. Mason Anderson as your lawfully wedded husband, to love and protect?" I tried to speak, but the words stuck in my throat. I just stood there, lost in confusion, unsure if this was the right choice. * * Determined to secure her place as CEO, knowing marriage is the key to winning over the shareholders, she’s ready to do whatever it takes to take control of her father’s company. But can she overcome the evil forces that threatened to destroy her family , or will they succeed in eliminating her for their own gain? And as for the contract marriage, will it turn out to be her worst mistake or will it blossom into something real, especially when undeniable feelings start to arise?