Black Belly

ชีวิตคุณหนู 'คาราเมล' ต้องพังลง เมื่อเธอต้องตกอยู่ใต้บัญชา 'เลออน' มาเฟียผู้มีหัวใจเย็นชา เมื่อคุณหนูเอาแต่ใจอย่างคาราเมลต้องมาอยู่ภายใต้บัญชาของเลออนนักธุรกิจหนุ่มผู้เยือกเย็นทว่าเบื้องหลังกลับซ่อนอำนาจและโลกมาเฟีย เมื่อพินัยกรรมบีบบังคับให้เธอต้องเปลี่ยนแปลง และเขาก็คือผู้ที่คุมชะตาชีวิตของเธอทุกย่างก้าว เลออน แบล็ก (อายุ 35 ปี) นักธุรกิจหนุ่มผู้เย็นชา สุขุม และเด็ดขาด ทว่าแท้จริงแล้วเขาคือผู้นำมาเฟีย Black lion อำนาจของเขามีมากกว่าที่ใครจะคาดเดา เบื้องหน้าเขาคือผู้จัดการมรดกที่เธอต้องยอมจำนน แต่เบื้องหลังเลออนกลับเป็นบอสที่ควบคุมทุกสิ่งทุกอย่าง ไม่เว้นแม้แต่หัวใจของยัยคุณหนูเอาแต่ใจ คาราเมล ณิชารีย์ วรเศรษฐสกุล (อายุ 25 ปี) ลูกสาวคนเดียวของนักธุรกิจที่ถูกตามใจมาทั้งชีวิต เด็กจบใหม่ที่ไม่เคยสนใจงานการ กิจวัตรประจำวันของเธอคือปาร์ตี้ ช้อปปิ้ง และใช้เงินฟุ่มเฟือย เธอคือศูนย์รวมของคำว่าดื้อ แสบ ซน และเอาแต่ใจ ไม่เคยรู้จักคำว่าลำบากสักครั้ง จนกระทั่งวันที่โลกทั้งใบพังทลาย ชีวิตของเธอก็พลิกผันราวกับคนละคน

Carol Renae never thought that she would catch the attention of Titus Black, the man with the highest status in Northvale, after running into him once. However, after they ran into each other a few more times “by accident”, Carol demanded, “What do you want, Titus Black?!”Titus cupped her face and stared into her eyes. “You,” he answered playfully.

The day I got back from a trip, my housekeeper filed a lawsuit against my father and me. In court, she stood with her visibly pregnant belly, her voice shaking with anguish. "Jethro Roberts and his son are nothing but monsters. They tricked me into moving into their home under the excuse of offering me a job as a housekeeper. They tied me to a bed and abused me. "The baby I am carrying belongs to Jethro Roberts." Her mother wept hard, nearly collapsing from the strain. "These two monsters destroyed my daughter's life! They should pay with their lives." As soon as she spoke, the courtroom burst into an uproar. "Shameless criminals! The dad couldn't even be bothered to appear in court. They must be punished severely!" "That's right. Look at the son. He's actually smiling. He has no conscience! They both deserve to pay for what they did." Then, I calmly stepped forward and presented my evidence. A stunned silence swept through the courtroom.

When I went to the hospital for a checkup to see if my fourth IVF attempt had succeeded, I saw Daniel Cooper, who was supposed to be on a business trip. He was carefully supporting a young, beautiful woman as they walked out of the obstetrics and gynecology department. Her belly was unmistakably round, and she looked like she was ready to give birth at any moment. Daniel froze for just a second before stepping in front of her, shielding her from me. He explained, "Abby, the Cooper family needs an heir to carry on the lineage. Once the baby is born, everything will go back to the way it was." I heard the certainty in his words. So I smiled, nodded, and quietly tucked my test results away as he stared at me in surprise. On the day she gave birth, I left the divorce papers on the kitchen table and walked out of his life for good.

My husband’s the only son of the richest man in Ivoneu. As for me, I’m an orphan. His parents objected to us being together. When I got pregnant, they got on a plane and came to collect us in person. After that, I posted a picture I took with my husband, captioned, [I’m so thankful for you. Our life is going to be perfect from now on.] Little did I know that the rich girl my husband had been dating online would confront me.  She beat me until I had a miscarriage, then she stepped on my belly and declared viciously, “You are a nasty seductress! That makes the baby inside you a bad seed, too! Purging the baby is my contribution to society! “It’s just a fetus, anyway. I have more than enough money to get away with it!”

My best friend and I grow up together, and we each have our childhood friends. When we're old enough, we marry our childhood friends. One is a doctor, and one is a firefighter. We even fall pregnant one after the other. During our pregnancies, we go out for a stroll. Suddenly, I'm rammed over, and I fall into the river. My best friend miscarries after trying to save me, and my child dies in my belly, too. I call my husband. However, he roars, "Cass is in danger; I have to save her first! Stop bothering me!" My best friend is also reprimanded by her husband. After giving birth to the dead fetuses, we both decide to get divorced. However, the two men weep and beg us not to leave.

My wife was gone for 6 months on a business trip. The day she returned, however, she was not alone. Hand in hand, my wife showed up with her lover—my client. This was not even the worst part—she was also 3 months' pregnant. My client, in all his beer-bellied arrogance, hurled the contract at my feet, smirking. "Mr. Carter, your wife has gone to so much trouble for this partnership. Truth be told, I would never, not even in a million years, have agreed to partner with you if it wasn't for her!" My wife caressed her pregnant belly and said smugly, "I was the one who successfully got Mr. Lewis' business! I'll let you have it, though, as long as you agree to get a divorce!" I tore the contract into shreds and roared, "You want a divorce? Fine! I'll give it to you, but I'll never sign this!"

“He never claimed me. Not once.” - Elara Sloane - “Then let me show you what it feels like to be wanted.” - Jaxon Black - Elara Elara Sloane, once the esteemed Luna-wife of the powerful Alpha Cyrus Black, files for divorce after realizing her life is suffocating due to his lack of love and proper claim. This decision shocks their elite society. Seeking freedom, she unexpectedly finds herself living with Jaxon Black, Cyrus's estranged younger brother, who offers her protection from Cyrus’s influence. Their forced proximity ignites a complex bond, but their society forbids claims between two Alphas of the same bloodline. As Cyrus tries to reclaim her, a fierce rivalry between the brothers unfolds, leaving Elara to choose between safety and the desire to be truly claimed.

After I fell while pregnant, my six-year-old son, Nico Bertelli, did not come to help me. When I woke up, the baby in my belly was gone. At my hospital bedside, Nico hid behind my husband, Roberto Bertelli, and mumbled, "Mommy, I thought you fainted on purpose to get my attention. You've pretended to pass out a few times before just to stop me from going out with Ms. Pelosi." Roberto chimed in coldly, "You're always pulling tricks to get attention. Nico doesn't even trust you anymore. You need to take a hard look at yourself and figure out why he prefers being around Martina Pelosi over you." I was completely heartbroken. The day after I was discharged, I went home, packed up everything that belonged to me, and left behind only two documents: a divorce agreement and a letter terminating my parental rights.

My brother's only child was diagnosed with acute leukemia, and the baby growing inside me became his only hope. The moment I got the news, I didn't hesitate, even though I was six months pregnant, ready for the transplant compatibility test. My brother drove me to the hospital to get the results, but things took an unexpected turn when my sister-in-law mistook me for a mistress. She waited until my brother stepped away, then locked me in the bathroom. Her face twisted with fury as she tore my clothes, stepped on my belly and insulted me. "You seduced my husband and even dared to carry his child! My son falls ill, and you rush back just to show off, is that it? No one steals my man! Today, I'll show you what happens to a mistress's baby!" It was only when my brother came with the compatibility report of successful matching that she collapsed…