Ben 10 Watch

息子がピアノコンクールに参加する日、私は向かう途中で交通事故に遭った。 怪我の状態を気にする余裕はなく、私はおびえながら会場に駆けつけ、ちょうど授賞式に間に合った。 息子は金メダルを手に取り、興奮した表情で私の方に走ってきた。 私は微笑みながら頭を下げ、彼は背を向けて金メダルを夫の初恋の首にかけた。 私が10年間愛してきた夫でさえ、イライラした口調で言った。 「お前、こんな格好してどうしたんだ？汚くて、まるで物乞いみたいだ！ 今夜の息子の祝賀会には来るなよ。お前が来たら恥ずかしいって言われるぞ！」 私は一言も言わず、一人で病院に行って診てもらった。 雨の中を走って別荘に戻ったが、ドアがすでに施錠されているのに気づいた。 そして、私は激しい雨の中、一晩中ドアをノックした。 夜明けが訪れ光が差し込む頃、私は彼らにメッセージを送った。 「離婚します。あなたたちの望む通り、これからはもう邪魔しません」

もうすぐ60歳だというのに、私も流行りに乗ってみて、娘の夏川美咲（なつかわ みさき）と指折りゲームを始めた。 私は得意な気持ちを隠しもせず、笑いながら手をあげた。 「私にはね、すっごく賢い娘がいる！」 それを聞いて、美咲はほぼ顔色ひとつ変えずに、指を一本だけ曲げた。 「私、新しいお母さんができたの」 その言葉に私は固まってしまい、顔に浮かべていた笑みもこわばった。 だが美咲は落ち着いた目で私を見つめ、静かに言葉を続けた。 「その人、お父さんの初恋の相手なんだって」 それを聞いて私は強張った指を宙に浮かせたまま、頭の中が真っ白になった。 そして、さっきまで言おうとしていた言葉もろとも、この突然の告白で全部吹き飛んでしまったようだ。 しまいには、喉まで出かかっていた言葉までも、ぐっと飲み込んでしまった。 本当は……宝くじで、10億円も当たったの。 それを全部、あなたにあげようと言おうと思ったのに。

橋本緒子は意外にも豪門の後継者と結婚し、妊娠が判明したその日に離婚契約書を受け取った。 彼女は結婚した家を偽のお嬢様に占拠され、義母にも権力も地位もないと嫌われていた。 しかし、イケメンでお金持ちの６人が突然現れた。 一人は不動産王で、彼女に数百棟の豪邸をプレゼントしたがった。 一人は人工知能の科学者で、限定版の自動運転高級車を贈ろうとしていた。 一人は外科医で、毎日家で美味しい料理を作ってくれた。 一人は天才ピアニストで、毎日彼女のためにピアノを演奏してくれた。 一人は優秀な弁護士で、彼女の悪評を一掃してくれた。 　一人は有名な俳優で、彼女が本当に愛している存在だと公式に発表した。 　 偽のお嬢様は自慢した。「これらは全て私の兄たちだよ」 6人の兄たちは一斉に反対した。「違う、緒子こそ本物の豪門のお嬢様だね」 彼女は子育てをしながら幸せに暮らし、6人のイケメンからの無限の愛情を享受していた。しかし、ある男は焦って言った。「緒子、復縁しよう！」 彼女は微笑みながら答えた。「私の6人の兄たちが賛成するか、聞いてみて？」 すると、そこに現れた4人の美男たちは言った。「違う、10人であるべきだ！」

離婚を切り出した翌日、慰謝料10億円の書類にサインをし妻は消えた。失踪後、双子の妊娠、父親は別人説、謎の海外送金疑惑が発覚。妻が今まであんなに尽くしてくれたのは嘘だったのか？もう一度、結婚していた頃に戻りたい御曹司社長の後悔

"I'd love to see the look in your eyes when you kneel with a leash around your throat and do as your master says," Marshall Domayne, the hot guy I'd hated from highschool said to my face. "You'll make a great sub." "I'll never be a sub," I countered. "I love clean sex and can never be interested in your kinks." His lips lifted in a small smirk. "Ladies like you who are always in denial are the sweetest to break." .... All her life, Solayne wanted a man who would love her the right way. Fuck her the normal way. What she never prayed for was to get entangled with the rude difficult brother of her male best friend. She hated him terribly, but when the arrogant shithead became the only person that could help her with a scandal that was threatening to ruin her future, she had to go to the devil for help. But her best friend wasn't happy with the entanglement. He hated the way they looked perfect in public. Hated the way his brother's hand fit around her waist, the way he brushed her hair in public, and the way he kissed her like no one was watching. CONTENT WARNING! This book is rated 18+. It is twisted and dark in its own way. The MMC is a sadist and not someone that could pass for a saint. Raad with discretion.

Giorgo Romero, the Don of the Romero family, gets ambushed by a suicidal madman who has bombs strapped to him. When that happens, my husband, Fabio Lopez, and his troops have already gone to a fashion show with his childhood sweetheart, Reina Digiorno, so that they can protect her there. Instead of pressing the signal button on my ring, I launch myself at Giorgo despite being heavily pregnant. Just like that, I'm able to protect him from the explosion with my body. In my previous life, I had pressed the button. Fabio had ditched Reina in favor of hurrying back to the scene to save Giorgo's life. Because of his contribution, he gets elevated to the position of Underboss. But Reina got mad at Fabio for leaving her in advance, resulting in her crossing the highway out of pure spite. That was how she got hit by a car and died. While Fabio didn't say anything, he chose to send me to an underground auction house on the day I went into labor. "The Don had so many soldati protecting him! Why did you force me to come back in the first place? Isn't it because you just want the glory of being the Underboss's wife? "If it wasn't for you, Reina wouldn't have died! You must go through a thousand times the suffering she did!" I could only watch as the guests bid for my organs one by one. Not even my newborn's umbilical cord could be spared from the auction. In the end, I died from an infection that had occurred while my organs were being removed. When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the day Giorgo gets ambushed.

Two pink lines on a pregnancy test. I was going to surprise my husband, Vince, the Moretti family heir. Instead, the surprise was on me. A pair of black lace panties—not mine—left in his car. The air reeked of cheap perfume and betrayal. I stormed his casino, demanding answers. But I found her in his private suite. Sophia. She smirked, looking me up and down. “You must be the wife. I’ve seen your picture on the nightstand. Vince says you’re a boring little nun. Says he can’t even get hard looking at you.” I snapped. My hand shaking, I hurled a glass of red wine in her face. She shrieked, stumbled back, and crashed into a glass cabinet. Blood bloomed across the carpet. Vince burst in and slapped me so hard I hit the floor. "Are you insane?! She's carrying my heir!" My heart shattered. As I fell, a darker pool of blood spread beneath me. Our baby. I was miscarrying. And when forced to choose between his wife and his whore, Vince chose her. He forgot who put him on his throne. I’m not some trophy wife he can discard. I am a DeLuca. A princess of the underworld. So for revenge, I married his worst enemy, Dante Costello. And when we burned his empire to the ground, Vince finally broke. He got on his knees and begged me to come back.

Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. The story contains explicit adult content of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. Xoxo. Beg me to take you," he murmured. His voice was rough, reverberating through my bones. "Beg me to bend you over that couch and fuck you." The words were out of my mouth before I could think about them. "Oh, yes," I whispered. "Please." He paused. Then, to my everlasting dismay, he pulled back, removing his hand from my pants and leaving a wet, cold trail behind. A deep chuckle rumbled through his chest, turning my knees to pudding. "No," he said. It took a second to register. "What?" I cried. "Why? You asked me to... why?" And he laughed. He laughed at me.

Izzah amat tahu jika keluarga suaminya itu hanya mengincar semua hartanya, tapi Izzah bukanlah wanita yang lemah dan bodoh, yang akan melepaskan semuanya begitu saja.

Dewi adalah seorang perempuan yang menikah dengan pria yang terlalu membela ibunya. Selain itu sang mertua juga ingin menguasai apa yang dimiliki oleh Dewi. Menginginkan Dewi sempurna. Tapi, Dewi tak kuasa. Bagaimana cara Dewi untuk menghadapi mertua dan suaminya yang Benalu itu? Bertahan? Atau mundur?