Bu Mugar Library Hours

Sebagai laki-laki, aku tidak mau munafik, aku bukan tipe laki-laki yang akan melewatkan hubungan suami istri karena tidak cinta, karena itu aku akan meminta hak aku sebagai suami," ucap Rain, ia pikir harus memperjelas semuanya. Dania tau di dalam agama, hukum menolak suami adalah dosa besar, tapi dia benar-benar belum siap secara mental. Baginya berhubungan badan itu musibah karena kehidupan dan masa depannya hancur karena hal itu. "Apa aku boleh menolak? Kalau pak Rain tidak tahan, maka nikahi saja Bu Monika, aku akan membantu menutupinya untukmu." ucap Dania dengan hati-hati. Ia asal bicara saja agar Rain bisa menahan diri. Ia sengaja menyebut nama Monika agar Rain teralihkan. "Sekalipun aku mau menikahinya itu masih membutuhkan proses dan waktu yang lama, kenapa tidak memanfaatkan yang sudah di depan mata saja dan sudah halal tentunya." Rain tidak mau mengalah begitu saja, ia bangkit dari tempat tidur lalu mendekati Dania. "Aku benar-benar tidak siap, Pak." ucapnya dengan suara bergetar bahkan sudah mulai menangis. "Aku mengerti ketakutanmu tapi kamu harus menghadapinya." Rain tahu caranya menghadapi wanita seperti Dania, cukup berikan kenyamanan saja. Ia mengangkat dagu Dania, menatapnya sebentar walaupun Dania berusaha menggeleng untuk menolak. "Dania, coba lihat aku, apakah wajah tampanku ini terlihat mengintimidasi? Apa aku terlihat seperti laki-laki yang akan menodaimu?" Dania melemah, ia menatap Rain dengan mata basahnya, ia merasa sedikit aman dan nafas yang tadinya terasa berat dan tidak beraturan menjadi lebih ringan. Rain menghapuskan air matanya lalu perlahan mencondongkan tubuh untuk menciumnya.

Setelah menerima pekerjaan barunya sebagai asisten Presiden Grup Jing Sheng, ia pun bersiap melapor untuk pertama kalinya kepada sang atasan yang, sama seperti dirinya, juga baru saja menjabat. Ia belum sepenuhnya paham medan yang akan dihadapinya, namun tak disangka, tugas pertamanya justru datang dengan kejutan besar. "Pagi besok, batalkan semua jadwal rapat," ujar pria itu dengan nada tenang namun tak terbantahkan. "Jam sembilan, ikut aku ke kantor catatan sipil. Kita akan mengambil surat nikah." Hari pertamanya bekerja dan ia sudah harus menghadapi kenyataan bahwa sang presiden yang baru itu, dengan seenaknya, memaksanya untuk menikah. Tanpa perkenalan, tanpa proses pendekatan, hanya satu perintah yang tak memberikan ruang untuk pembangkangan. Haruskah ia melawan? Atau menuruti saja perintah pria yang bahkan belum sempat benar-benar ia kenal? Malam harinya, ketika rumah sudah senyap dan waktu tidur tiba, pria itu bersandar santai di ambang pintu kamar. Suaranya terdengar ringan, malas, namun ada nada menggoda yang tak bisa diabaikan. "Bu Ny. Presiden, aku mau matikan lampunya. Kau yakin ingin tidur meringkuk seperti bakpao kukus sambil memeluk pisau?" Perempuan itu menatap tajam sambil tetap memegangi senjata kecil yang ia bawa untuk berjaga-jaga. "Kalau begitu, kau bisa tidur di luar." "Tidak mungkin," sahut pria itu cepat. "Ini rumahku." "Siang tadi, kau sendiri yang mengalihkan hak kepemilikan rumah ini padaku. Jadi sekarang, ini rumahku," balasnya tenang, tapi tajam. Saling menantang di antara batas logika dan perasaan, keduanya berdiri di ujung ketegangan yang entah akan berakhir dengan perang atau... sesuatu yang jauh lebih membingungkan.

Aku baru saja membuka studio yoga, dan menerima beberapa murid baru. Di antara murid-murid baru itu, ada seorang murid yang punya tubuh paling lentur dan cantik menggemaskan. Aku pun lebih memerhatikannya daripada murid yang lain. Namun, siapa sangka kalau muridku itu bertingkah genit setelah bertemu suamiku, bahkan mulai menggodanya. Muridku itu juga mulai berani menyindirku. "Kudengar, ada banyak istri orang kaya yang dulunya orang biasa, sengaja ikut kelas pelatihan sosialita supaya terlihat seperti perempuan dari keluarga kaya. Mereka biasanya wajib ikut kelas yoga. Lalu sengaja menggoda pria, ini benar-benar penghinaan bagi yoga itu sendiri!" "Pak Nathan, sebagai investor studio yoga ini, sebaiknya Bapak amati baik-baik. Instruktur biasanya hanya membimbing murid laki-laki, bahkan kadang mereka berdua masuk ke ruang istirahat, dan baru keluar setengah jam kemudian ...." Suamiku jadi mencurigaiku karena fitnah tidak berdasar tersebut. Aku dan suamiku cekcok beberapa kali hingga pernikahan kami berada di ujung tanduk. Aku pun memutuskan untuk mengeluarkan muridku yang satu itu dari studio yoga, dan menyuruhnya mencari tempat lain. Tapi suamiku malah membelanya, dan memintaku yang pergi dari studio ini. Saat aku sedang marah besar karena masalah ini, muridku itu malah mendatangiku dengan perut yang sudah membesar, memintaku melepaskan suamiku. "Pak Nathan berasal dari keluarga kaya, mana mungkin dia nggak mau punya anak sebagai pewarisnya kelak? Bu Nada kan sudah berumur, jadi sebaiknya mundur dan lepaskan Pak Nathan." Aku tersenyum, "Baiklah, aku akan melepaskannya." Tapi siapa sangka? Kalau ternyata Nathan punya banyak hutang hingga puluhan juta, bahkan dinyatakan mandul.

[Berusaha Mendapatkan Kembali Cinta Sang Istri, Pasangan Eksklusif] Sembilan tahun lalu, Miana Senora bertemu Henry Jirgan untuk pertama kalinya dan dia jatuh cinta pada padangan pertama. Tiga tahun lalu, Miana menjadi bagian keluarga Jirgan, dia menjadi istri Henry. Dia mengira bahwa mereka akan hidup bersama untuk selamanya. Dalam tiga tahun itu, Miana memperlakukan Henry bagaikan harta karun, dia merendahkan dan mengorbankan dirinya sendiri agar bisa mendapatkan hati Henry, ingin menjadi wanita yang sangat dicintai Henry. Namun .... Hati sebagian orang tidak akan pernah bisa didapatkan dan di mata sebagian orang, selain pujaan hatinya, mereka tidak akan pernah bisa melihat orang lain. Tiga tahun kemudian, Miana mengetahui bahwa dirinya hamil. Pada hari yang sama, pujaan hati Henry juga mengumumkan kehamilannya secara terang-terangan. Miana bertanya pada Henry, "Bagaimana kalau aku hamil?" "Gugurkan!" balas Henry. Miana bertanya lagi, "Kalau pujaan hatimu juga hamil, apa kamu juga akan suruh dia menggugurkannya?" Henry menjawabnya, "Setelah anak itu lahir, anak itu akan menjadi cucu tertua dari keluarga Jirgan!" Miana kecewa dan putus asa. Dia memutuskan untuk bercerai. Namun, Henry merobek surat perceraian itu. Dia mendorong Miana ke pintu dan berkata dengan setiap kata yang penuh penekanan, "Kamu adalah wanitaku, selamanya kamu hanya bisa menjadi milikku!" Miana mengajukan gugatan cerai terhadap Henry ke pengadilan, tetapi sebelum hasilnya keluar, dia ditabrak seseorang dan hampir mengalami keguguran. Demi melindungi bayinya, dia menyembunyikan kehamilannya dan pergi sejauh mungkin. Ketika Miana kembali, Henry mendatanginya dan berkata, "Bu Miana, kita masih harus menyelesaikan masalah bahwa kamu sudah menculik anakku!"

I married a man just hours after being abandoned at the altar. Now I’m staring at a stranger who calls me his wife. Sofie Davis never imagined her perfect wedding would end in ruin, her white dress soaked by rain, her dreams shattered at her feet. Left behind on a day meant to honor her late parents, Sofie is drowning in heartbreak when James Alexander Reed steps forward with an impossible offer: a contract marriage. James, a powerful and emotionally walled-off billionaire, has watched Sofie from afar, drawn to the sincerity and compassion that set her apart from the world he knows. For him, the proposal is a shield against the fortune-seekers orbiting his wealth and a chance to finally get close to the woman he’s never forgotten. For Sofie, it’s a desperate attempt to reclaim her dignity, rewrite the ending, and survive the public humiliation she never asked for. As their fragile arrangement begins to blur, Sofie’s fire and empathy chip away at James’s defenses, revealing a tenderness even he didn’t know he still possessed. But both carry wounds that run deep: grief, betrayal, and the quiet ache of loneliness masked by control. Their journey is messy, tender, and slow-burning. And when love finally demands more than convenience, Sofie and James must decide if what’s growing between them is worth the risk or if it’s safer to walk away before their hearts are fully exposed. Unbound Desires is a story of second chances, healing, and the kind of intimacy that only blossoms when two people dare to be truly seen.

“I Marcus Brennon of Shadowmoon, hereby reject you as my mate,” he declared with finality. “Not only are you a disgrace to me, but you are a curse to this entire pack. I do not wish to be associated with such bad luck.” Marcus stood before me, his voice extremely cold as if we didn't just share a special bond a few hours back. As Marcus turned to leave, the pain of his rejection sliced deeply through me. I stumbled to my feet, my limbs feeling weak under the weight of the broken bond. *** Bella had it all, a face card that never declined and curves in all the right places, excellent college grades, and a lovely, peaceful home. But when her father Alpha Derek was mysteriously murdered, everybody turned against her and her world as she knew it comes crumbling down. Everyone but her knows her real identity and how she came to be a part of Alpha Derek's family. In a cruel twist of fate, the woman she thought was her mother does the unthinkable casting her out with nothing to her name. Betrayed by her own family, with nowhere to turn, Bella seeks comfort in her mate's arms, only to be met with rejection. Just as Bella was about to lose hope a friend saved her life unexpectedly. A few months down the line Bella met a fine young man who effortlessly set her heart ablaze. Would her life take a turn for the better or, does fate have something more special or perhaps even darker, for her?

My husband, Alex Carter, is a top AI engineer. He one day gets drugged by a new intern at his company, and one night of chaos follows. He calls me the next morning, his voice hoarse from a hangover and filled with unfamiliar panic. "Em, I messed up. But don't worry. I gave her enough money to disappear from this city." After ten years together, I believe it is just a momentary lapse in judgment. Six months later, Alex's company suffers the worst cyber attack in its history, with core data hanging by a thread. I rush back from a fragrance exhibition in Astral, only to witness a scene at the data center entrance that sends me into shock. Alex stands outside the tightly sealed door, his face showing a weariness and guilt I have never seen before. The doctor says that the intern, Brooke Anderson, is three months pregnant and has spent 72 hours with him in the high-radiation server room. Now, she shows signs of miscarriage. Later, Brooke gives birth to twins, a boy and a girl. The entire Carter family is ecstatic. I remove the wedding ring that has accompanied me for ten years, my fingertips turning ice cold. I dial the number saved with only one letter "S" and say, "Mr. Sullivan, I accept the collaboration you proposed last time." A low, soft laugh comes from the other end of the line. "Ms. Emma Shaw, that's a wise decision."

"You know I can't talk while you're here", he says. His voice is rough, dangerous and hungry. I swallow, my throat dry. But I don't look away. "Why?" I ask, my fingers trace his jaw, trembling. "I'll be good. Promise". A dark laugh rumbles through his chest. "I don't want good", he says, voice rough. "I want you screaming my name… just not here. Not in front of the president and the damn press". His control slips as he buries his face in my neck. His lips burn where they touch. "Christ", he mutters. "What are you doing to me? I have a speech to deliver. But I can't even remember the first line. I swear I know it, but…" "You're a dirty bastard", I whisper, breathless. "Yours", he says, his teeth grazing my earlobe. "So… what do I tell the president?" –––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––– Aneeka's messy divorce leaves her heartbroken. With her inheritance on the line, outwitting her cheating ex should be her only goal. But fate has other ideas. Just 24 hours after the divorce, she unexpectedly marries Derek Simon, the country's most eligible bachelor. What starts as a wild, prove a point kiss explodes into an undeniable, all consuming passion. The pull between them is real, hot, and impossible to ignore. Is this her second chance at love? Or a disaster waiting to happen?

Dressed in white, rose in hand and waiting for her husband at the aisle for more than an hour was never the kind of scene Stephanie Clark had ever thought about when fantasising what her dream wedding would be like. Hours passed, and unable to bear the murmurings anymore, she strode out of the wedding hall, and went straight to the groom’s prep room, expecting to find her soon to be husband with probably his groom's men. What she would have never expected was finding him deep inside her stepsister. She’s devastated and humiliated. Burning with the ache of rage, she turned around and grabbed the very first man she saw outside. To add to her list of unexpected situations for the day, the moment she pulled away, she realised the man she kissed was none other than her groom’s elder brother who was rumoured to be callously handsome, ruthless to the core, and worse, incapable of fathering children. She goes to a club to drink her sorrows away, only to end up in Zane's bed. Vengeance meets opportunity, Stephanie Clark and Zane Wright make a deal: he’ll give her everything she needs for revenge, wealth enough to vanish and start over but only if she gives him the one thing he wants most, an heir. Zane doesn't make it easy. He sets down five rules. No affection. No questions. No betrayal. No disobedience. No forgetting or deviating from the aim. It was all supposed to be easy. But when desire burns between them, what happens when one of the rules is broken?

I shivered in the darkness, the air stale, damp and cold making goosebumps appear on my bare skin. The low rumbles and huffs which were coming from behind made me a little scared, and I knew the beast was still there, watching me with interest. I knew screaming and calling for help was futile since my voice was already hoarse for trying to scream the past few hours, but the only thing to be heard was my echo, and the snarl that followed next. I heard it shift and felt it's soft fur brush against my body and skin. I swallowed hard and held in my voice. The more it leaned in, the more my heart beat wildly, and I tried to move away from it. It's warm breath brushed against my cold skin making me shiver in response. I couldn't see but I had an idea what it wanted. I kept resisting but it was much stronger than I was, easily able to pull my thin legs apart. It showed it's dominance as a way to make me submit. I knew I wasn't strong enough to fight or escape it, but that didn't mean I was going to willingly do what the beast said, at least at that minute. But everything changed when I felt it's big head dip between my legs, easily parting them to the extreme, and a rough, yet soft , in my opening. I couldn't help the moan that left my lips. The was long, rough, and filled me to the brim, and that's when I knew I was in . The beast wanted to breed with me.