Bianca Hello Agama

“Five hundred thousand!'' ''One million!'' “Five million!” Hearing these men call these prices while the strange man twirled me, I could not help but feel disgusted. While I stood there, these men placing prices on me, I started to feel something. My wolf started to pick a scent, and next thing I knew, she called, ''mate''. ''Well, hello, mate.'' I clenched my fists as I turned, slowly, and turning to see who'd called me mate, I staggered at the sight of who it was. Alpha Alexander Ferrari, the most ruthless Alpha of all time. Before I could even make anything out of what was happening, he called, “Fifty million.” Hearing this, my legs almost gave way. . "I did not buy you so I could claim you, Amelia." He told me, and I stared at him, confused. "So, why did you buy me?" "So that you can bear me a child, the normal way…. WITH US MAKING LOVE.” WARNING: CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT.

My mother sent me to Chicago to marry Marco Ricci. A power move. One meant to cement our family’s control of the city. After all, my grandfather was the one who put the Riccis on the map. They owed us. They were supposed to treat me like royalty. I went to the fanciest jeweler in Chicago to buy my fiancé a gift. But some broad snatched it right from me. Before I could move, the store manager was fawning all over her. “Miss Bianca! A gift from Mr. Ricci? It’s perfect on you!” Marco? My fiancé? So this was his whore. She slid the sapphire ring onto her finger and shot me a look of disgust. “Who the hell do you think you are, bitch? Trying to take what’s mine?” I didn't even look at her. I just called Marco. "Your whore has something of mine. You have three minutes. Get down to the jeweler and handle her."

Putri sulung Duke Yoargi, Qilistaria La Yoargi, yang memiliki penampilan terkutuk ini, … begitu dibenci oleh semua orang. Mereka mengejeknya, mereka menghinanya, mereka merendahkannya, dan mereka pula tak menginginkannya. Qilistaria benar-benar tak disukai, apalagi diterima. Terutama, selepas sang Duke Yoargi, ayahnya, mengadakan sebuah sayembara untuk membiarkan orang membawanya pergi dari kediamannya tersebut, sebagai apa pun yang dikehendaki, … semacam istri, selir, budak, atau bahkan sekadar perempuan rendahan pemuas nafsu. Akan tetapi, pertanyaannya, … apakah ada, yang akan mau menerima monster seperti Qilistaria? Semuanya berpikir, bahwa orang gila sekali pun, … tak akan pernah mau mendekati sang putri terkutuk tersebut. Apalagi ini, sampai mau menjadikan perempuan mengerikan sepertinya sebagai seorang istri. Namun, …. ————— "Istri, apakah kamu tahu? Cinta sejati yang selama ini kamu cari-cari itu, bukanlah cinta dari sepasang kekasih yang saling mencintai apa adanya, … bukan pula cinta sepasang kekasih yang tak memandang ras, agama, suku, beserta status." "Kalau begitu, apa cinta sejati yang selama ini kucari sampai kelelahan ini, Suamiku?" "Nah, soal itu, … cinta sejati itu adalah, …." —————

My parents died in an accident when I was 16 years old. That leaves me and my stepbrother, Freddie Sanford, to rely on each other. At 20 years old, I get drunk and confess my feelings to him. But instead of being gentle as usual, he lashes out in fury. "Rosalie Hunter, do you have no shame at all? I'm your brother!" From that day on, he gets back together with his first love, Bianca Reed. His attitude toward me plummets and turns cold as ice. What Freddie doesn't know is I'm sick. To me, every day feels like a countdown. On the day of their wedding, I quietly reach the end of my life. When I open my eyes again, I've returned to two years ago. At the same time, I learn an unbelievable piece of news. Freddie has been dead for three years.

Ten years ago, I ditched a high-paying job for my family. A decade later, they asked for my kidney—supposedly for my daughter, Talia. Turns out, the real patient was Hudson's first love's son. They didn't even fake remorse. Hudson sneered, convinced I couldn't survive without him. Talia called me old and fat, acting like I should be grateful to help Bianca's kid. A whole decade of sacrifice, and what did I get? No love. No thanks. Just entitlement. To them, I was nothing but a free, disposable maid. So I walked. No regrets. I rebuilt my life, found a job, and never looked back. Then reality smacked them. Hudson and Talia finally realized everything I'd done. They begged me to come back—but my heart was already stone-cold. In the end, I left the country, threw myself into work, and finally learned what it meant to live.

Di sebuah pesantren terpencil di pedalaman Jawa, seorang guru bernama Ustadz Faris hidup dengan ketenangan yang ia bangun selama bertahun-tahun. Namun, di balik sikap lembut dan nasihat bijaknya, tersembunyi masa lalu kelam yang selalu menghantuinya—masa lalu sebagai seorang tentara yang pernah terlibat dalam operasi militer rahasia yang tak pernah diberitakan. Suatu malam, pesantren yang dipimpinnya kedatangan seorang tamu misterius, Kapten Arya, seorang perwira militer yang sedang menyelidiki kasus hilangnya seorang santri. Jejaknya mengarah pada simbol-simbol rahasia yang ditemukan di dinding pesantren, yang ternyata berhubungan dengan operasi militer yang dulu melibatkan Ustadz Faris. Seiring penyelidikan berjalan, teror mulai menghantui pesantren—santri-santri yang ketakutan, suara langkah di lorong saat malam, dan pesan-pesan rahasia yang ditemukan di balik lembaran kitab kuno. Kapten Arya dan Ustadz Faris pun terpaksa bekerja sama untuk mengungkap kebenaran. Namun, semakin dalam mereka menggali, semakin banyak luka lama yang terbuka. Dapatkah Ustadz Faris menghadapi bayangan masa lalunya? Apakah pesantren ini hanya sekadar tempat belajar agama, atau ada sesuatu yang lebih besar tersembunyi di balik temboknya?

On Valentine's Day, I set up a candlelit dinner and waited. At 9 PM, my husband, Alfred Johnston, finally texted. [Something came up at work. Don't wait for me.] Then I saw her post. [On a business trip with the CEO for Valentine's Day. Every hotel is fully booked—awkward...] Vivian Bianca, his secretary. Attached was a photo of a guy in a bathrobe, standing by a floor-to-ceiling window. The comments were all 'ooh, CEO's so hot and girl, you're in for a night.' Vivian? Just dropped a smug emoji. So that's what "something came up" meant—a romantic getaway with his secretary. I screenshotted it, posted it on my own feed, and added a smiling emoji. A second later, Alfred called, fuming. "Vivian was joking! Why are you so petty? She's young, not as calculating as you!" I didn't let him finish. "Then let's get a divorce. That way, I won't have to care when you screw around and catch something."

The project I had poured my heart and soul into earned the company over a hundred million in profit, yet the credit was handed to the vice president's nephew. I stood in a corner, the stack of source code documents trembling in my hands, nearly crushed by my grip. That nephew—who couldn't even get Hello World to compile—was now on stage, smiling brightly as he accepted the award. The vice president came over and draped an arm around my shoulder like we were old friends. "You're just an outsourced worker," he said casually. "These honors wouldn't mean anything to you anyway. Jason is new. He's got limitless potential. From now on, you'll be responsible for mentoring him properly." Only then did I realize that decades of struggle had been nothing more than laying out a red carpet for someone else's glory. That very night, while reviewing the project's code repository, I discovered a massive flaw—one serious enough to bring the entire system crashing down within three days.

Si Veronica ay isang simpleng babae na buong buhay ay inilaan sa pag-aalaga kay Nanay Belen at sa kanyang kinakapatid na si Barbara. Si Barbara ay maganda, matalino, at palaging nakukuha ng gusto niya, ngunit sa likod ng kanyang perpektong imahe ay isang spoiled brat na sanay sa pagmanipula ng mga tao. Habang nag vi video call si Veronica sa kanyang boss na half-Filipino, half-Italian na si Anthony Rossi ay agad niyang napansin ang kagandahan ni Barbara. Nabighani ito kaya't dali daling pumunta ito ng Pilipinas bitbit ang kanyang 6 years old na anak na si Bianca at ang kanyang pilipinang ina upang kuning magmodelo ng kanyang merch at magtayo na din ng kumpanya. Inisip niyang seryosohin ang pakikipag relasyon nito ngunit nang masaksihan niya kung paano nito tratuhin ang sariling ina, naisip niyang hindi ito ang babaeng para sa kanya. Nang magkaroon ng problema si Bianca sa eskwelahan, napagtanto ni Anthony na kailangan nito ng isang maternal figure. Sa isang praktikal na desisyon, inalok niya si Veronica ng isang kasunduang kasal—hindi para sa pagmamahal kundi para samahan si Bianca. Ngunit sa kabila ng kasunduan, isang damdaming hindi nila inaasahan ang unti-unting umusbong dahil sa kabila ng ka walang personalidad na itsura sa panlabas ng assistant ay may nakatago itong ganda at higit sa lahat-mabuti itong tao. Nang malaman ni Barbara ang tungkol sa kasunduan, gumawa ito ng eksena—sinaktan ang sarili at muntik nang kitilin ang sariling buhay. Sa gabing dapat ipagdiwang ang engagement nina Veronica at Anthony, isang rebelasyon ang yumanig sa kanilang mundo—buntis si Barbara, at si Anthony ang sinasabing ama. Totoo kaya ito? O isa na namang kasinungalingan upang wasakin ang kanilang pag-iibigan?

Eu fui forçada a trocar meu coração com o primeiro amor do meu marido. Depois disso, morri no corredor do hospital particular que ele mesmo criou. Antes de eu morrer, meu filho de seis anos, Otávio Júnior, chorou e implorou a pai dele três vezes. Na primeira vez, Otávio segurou a mão daquele homem e disse que eu estava vomitando sangue. Ele riu com desprezo: — Dessa vez ela finalmente aprendeu algo, até ensinou você a mentir. Em seguida, ele mandou os seguranças expulsarem Otávio do quarto. Na segunda vez, Otávio agarrou a manga de sua camisa e disse que eu estava delirando de dor. Ele franziu a testa: — É só uma troca de coração. Os médicos já disseram que ela não vai morrer. Mais uma vez, os seguranças puxaram Otávio para fora. Na terceira vez, Otávio se jogou no chão, segurou firme a barra da calça dele e chorou dizendo que eu já estava inconsciente. Dessa vez, ele perdeu a paciência. Ele agarrou Otávio pelo pescoço e o jogou para fora do quarto: — Eu já disse que Heloísa Dias não vai morrer. Se você vier aqui incomodar o descanso da Bianca Nunes de novo, eu juro que vou expulsar vocês dois deste hospital. Desesperado para me salvar, Otávio penhorou seu escapulário, algo que ele considerava um tesouro, para uma enfermeira: — Tia, eu não quero viver cem anos. Só quero que minha mamãe continue viva. A enfermeira aceitou o escapulário e se preparou para me transferir para o último quarto disponível. Mas o primeiro amor do meu marido, Bianca, bloqueou a porta com seu cachorro no colo e disse: — Sinto muito, garotinho. Seu pai está preocupado que eu me sinta sozinha sem o meu cachorro. Este quarto foi reservado para meu cachorro.