Black Cake

On Benedict Bradford’s birthday, he posted a link on social media with a taunting offer: [$1.99 buys you a prank—target: Sansa Stormcloud.] So when I arrived at his party, the guests drenched me in water, hurled glasses, smashed cake in my face, and shoved me down the stairs. Benedict sneered as he stood over me, arm slung around Lina Kipling. “You think you’re fit to marry into the Bradfords? Pathetic. “You’re not even in Lina’s league. You’re worth nothing more than a couple of dollars!” I picked myself up, dusted off my dress, and handed him an invitation. “You know, Benedict, the Bradfords have another heir. “And shortly afterwards, you’ll address me respectfully as your sister-in-law.”

Wisps of smoke escaped his fine lips. “Spread your legs.” The rod of his cane felt cold against my skin. I shivered, my lips frozen under the weight of his blazing gaze. “Obey! Sweetheart.” He roared, and I parted the guards of my secret alley for him. Serving him the best appetite for tonight. ……. One day while she was rushing to bakery to get a cake with customised apology on it to patch up with her boyfriend. Bella hit into a man, with steely blue eyes, showing no affection but fear. She didn’t hesitate to grab him by the collar and make him pay. Her confidence crushed when reality struck her hard in the privacy of his room. And the random man he hit into turned out to the dad of her ex. Yet it was too late to save her fate.

On our third mating anniversary, I was shocked to discover that my mate Ethan Rivers had been spending nights with his childhood sweetheart, and even the mating certificate he gave me was fake. When I confronted him about it, Ethan coldly accused me of being ungrateful. "I performed the mating ritual with Bella to help her deal with her family's pressure to mate. How can you be so selfish?" "It's not like I don't love you. It's just a mating certificate - why are you making such a big deal out of it? I was planning to perform the real ritual with you this year, but I never expected you to be so greedy. Aria, you really disappoint me." I blocked him completely, and he immediately took Bella on their honeymoon. Five years later, we reunited at an elite pack gathering. His pack was thriving, and beside him stood Bella Rose, adorned in jewels with a perfect smile. Seeing me crouched on the ground searching through cake scraps in the trash, he clicked his tongue impatiently. "Look what you've become after leaving me. You scorned the fake certificate back then, but now even if you threw yourself at me, nobody would want you!" "For old times' sake, if you kneel down and apologize to Bella, I might let you come back as our servant." I had no time to deal with him. My son had mischievously hidden my eighty-million-dollar mating ring in some cake, and I needed to find it quickly. Otherwise, when his father arrived, the little one would be in trouble again.

"I'm inlove with him since when I was eight, and he's eighteen years old before; now, he's twenty-eight and I'm eighteen. I call him Uncle Lucas, sometimes Ninong Saint." Lady Eve Yamashita has been in love with Saint Lucas since he took her in at the age of eight after her father (Taro Yamashita, a Yakuza leader) was killed by another Yakuza organization. Every year—Saint Lucas would send her his favorite macha cake, and when Lady Eve turned fifteen, she confessed to Saint Lucas, but sadly—Saint rejected her. Lady Eve Yamashita has been in love with Saint Lucas since he took her in at the age of eight after her father (Taro Yamashita; a Yakuza leader) was killed by another Yakuza organization. Every year—Saint Lucas would send her his favorite macha cake, and when Lady Eve turned fifteen, she confessed to Saint, but Saint rejected her, believing thier ten-year age gap is too large, chooses someone else. One night, Saint came home very drunk. He didn't realize that the room he entered was Eve's room where the girl was sleeping soundly. But, because of Eve's thin clothing, Saint couldn't stop himself from attempting to touch Even and ended up lusting. Eve, woke-up, but didn't stop herself 'cause that was what she wanted too; there was a heated exchange, and months later Saint found out that he had gotten Eve pregnant that night, but Eve run-away and hide.

พิมพ์ชนก หรือ "พิม"นักศึกษาปี 4 คณะนิเทศศาสตร์ ผู้ใฝ่ฝันอยากเป็นนักเขียนบทละครมืออาชีพ เธอเป็นคนฉลาด มีไหวพริบ และมุ่งมั่น เธอเลือกทำงานพาร์ทไทม์ในผับ "Black Velvet" เพื่อหาข้อมูลสำหรับเขียนบทละครส่งอาจารย์ โดยหวังว่างานชิ้นนี้จะเป็นใบเบิกทางสู่วงการบันเทิงโดยไม่รู้เลยว่า เธอกำลังเดินเข้ามาในโลกที่เต็มไปด้วยอันตราย และผู้ชายที่มีอิทธิพล ปกรณ์ มีโครงหน้าเข้มคมชัด หนวดเคราเพิ่มเสน่ห์และความเป็นผู้ใหญ่ ตาแสดงความมั่นใจและดูสุขุม ผมสั้นจัดทรงอย่างดี สวมชุดสูทสีเข้มให้ความรู้สึกภูมิฐานและน่าเชื่อถือ บุคลิกดูสุขุม อบอุ่น แต่แฝงด้วยความมั่นใจในตัวเองเจ้าของผับสุดหรูที่มีชื่อเสียงและอำนาจในวงการกลางคืน ไม่เพียงแต่เป็นเจ้าของผับ"Black Velvet"เท่านั้น แต่เขายังมีธุรกิจหลายอย่างที่เกี่ยวข้องกับ ธุระกิจสีเทาและยังมีบริษัทส่งออกสินค้าไปยังต่างประเทศอีกด้วยและ บริษัทส่งออก ภายใต้ภาพลักษณ์ของชายหนุ่มหล่อที่ดูสุขุมและมีเสน่ห์ เขาคือคนที่ทุกคนต้องเกรงกลัว และในวันที่เขาเห็นพิมพ์ชนกครั้งแรก เขารู้ทันทีว่าเธอจะทำให้เขาไม่สามารถละสายตาได้

Memiliki wajah cantik terkadang membuat seseorang menjadi iri hati dan benci. Sama halnya yang dirasakan oleh gadis cantik yang bernama Berlian Puspita. Seorang Kakak yang seharusnya menjadi pelindung dan pengayom untuk seorang adik, kini justru berbanding terbalik dengan keadaan yang dialami oleh Berlian. Sifat iri dan dengki yang dimiliki oleh Berta Maulida membuat gadis malang itu harus selalu berpenampilan kumuh dan menjijikkan. "Kamu lebih pantas untuk menjadi seorang pemulung, Berli! Dan lebih baik sekarang pergilah dan cari uang sebanyak-banyaknya untuk kita!" titah Berta dengan tatapan mata tajam. Bagaimana dengan kisah gadis malang itu? Apakah akan ada seseorang yang baik hati yang bisa menolongnya untuk keluar dari siksaan mereka?

"You think you know hate, Avery?" His voice a dangerous rumble that seemed to roll straight through me. "Hate is easy. It’s the love that complicates everything." "Love? Don't talk to me about love. You wouldn't recognize it if it clawed its way into your heart." Liam's expression darkened, "And whose fault is that, remind me? You destroyed every ounce of it." My eyes filled with tears instantly, my voice so thick, it hurt my throat as the words came out. "And you made me pay for it, in the most horrible way. A person who loved a girl with his whole heart would never be able to do what you've done, what you've allowed to happen. That's why I hate you, because you never loved me, or else you couldn't do all this to me." His eyes sparked with anger "You have no idea what you're talking about." "Maybe I do, maybe I don't," I shot back bitterly, "But it seems like the only thing you're good at is pretending. Pretending to care, pretending to love—" "That's enough!" his voice boomed. "You want to see how real my feelings are? I should teach you a lesson on underestimating them." I tilted my chin up in defiance "Go on then, teach me." The next moment was a blur of motion as he closed the distance between us. His hands gripped my face, not gentle but not cruel—a fervent, desperate hold. His lips met mine in an intense, raw kiss, fueled by anger and deep, relentless desire. The kiss was punishing, his mouth moving against mine with a fierce urgency that left no room for doubts or second thoughts. As he pulled back, his eyes bore into mine, challenging, questioning, daring me to deny what lay between us.

"You are mine in this life! Don't you dare to run away from me again!" He said while hugging her tightly. He won't ever let her go even if he had to cage her. However, will she stay obedient to him? Lilian Wilson, a wealthy heiress, was sold to the Mafia king, Evano Lonardo. They started on the wrong foot but as they faced many difficulties, their love bloomed and they became obsessed with each other. What would happen when life throws them serious problems? Will Lilian know about their past connection? What made her forget their encounter? When the danger was lurking in the darkness of the city of crime, a dangerous love story would bloom from love and hatred…Their cute kids would be the icing on the cake!

I'm about to marry Andre Lawson, a Waller Street tycoon, while my boyfriend of ten years, a blue-blooded attorney, still has no idea. His first love returns from Galoria, and now his phone floods with intimate photos of the two of them reliving their Lierre League alma mater days. On Valentine's Day, he reserves a private room at one of Zradstin's top Talision restaurants and orders a mango-nut cake, completely forgetting I'm allergic to both. We end up in a full-on whipped cream fight before he recalls my allergy. When the doctor arrives, I'm the one signing the emergency paperwork alone. That's also the moment I agree to the marriage my family arranges.

When your ex-husband, who broke your heart and shattered your soul six years ago, organizes a gala party, you have no choice but to get yourself involved. After all, you’re now a made woman, a CEO in your own right, of a green food company. So you return to his company, powerful and stunning, and you shock him to his very core with your appearance on his board. But you are shocked too, because you realize you’re still attracted to him. Even more strongly than when you were married to him. And that’s a problem, because he’s engaged to the new shiny lady on the block. They say you can’t eat your cake and have it, but what if you can?