Butler Coffee Boutique Foto

Si Martina ay isang waitress sa isang coffee shop at tingin sa kanya ay nerd pero hindi alam ng lahat na isa siyang assassin sa gabi. She didn’t expect that their loyal coffee shop customer, Itzael Volcov, would ask her to marry him and become his wife and baby maker. ‎ ‎They agreed to get married to each other because of their own personal ambitions. Gumawa si Itzael ng rules pagkatapos ng kasal na kailangan sundin ni Martina at ang matinding rules ay ‘wag siya magkakaroon ng feelings kay Itzael kahit may physical intimacy na nangyayari sa kanila. ‎ ‎Magawa kaya ni Martina na pigilan ang nararamdaman para kay Itzael o mas lalo pa itong lumalim? Or should she just continue being an assassin so she won’t develop feelings for Itzael?

Selama menikah dengan Fabian selama enam tahun, dia punya simpanan. Simpanannya itu sangat cantik dan mudah menciut ketakutan jika dibentak sedikit saja. Karena itulah Fabian tidak pernah kehilangan kesabaran menghadapinya. Namun, simpanan itu tidak patuh dan sengaja mencari masalah denganku. Fabian pun marah besar dan menghukumnya habis-habisan. Keesokan harinya, wanita itu mengirimi aku foto lehernya yang dipenuhi bekas gigitan merah-merah. [Kak, Pak Fabian galak banget, aku jadi takut.]

O momento de trocar as alianças finalmente chegou. No altar, meu marido hesitava em dizer o tão esperado ‘sim’. Tudo porque, uma hora antes, seu primeiro amor havia anunciado o término nas redes sociais. A foto era de uma passagem aérea, o horário de chegada, dali a uma hora. Meu irmão, então, subiu ao altar e comunicou a todos o adiamento do casamento. Os dois, em perfeita sintonia, eles me deixaram ali, no centro das atenções, feita de piada diante de todos. Mantive a calma, resolvi tudo com tranquilidade e, ao mesmo tempo, olhava o Instagram da amiga do meu marido. Na foto, meu irmão e meu marido disputavam para agradá-la, cada um tentando dar a ela o melhor de si. Com um sorriso amargo, disquei o número dos meus pais biológicos. — Pai, mãe, eu quero voltar pra casa. Estou pronta para o casamento de aliança entre a Família Lopes.

Tiga bulan sebelum menikah, pacarku memposting di instagram sebuah foto dirinya bersama adik angkatku. Foto itu menunjukkan surat pernikahan mereka dan potret kehamilan adik angkatku. Caption yang dituliskan, [Resmi menyambut kehidupan kecil kami.] Adik angkatku meninggalkan komentar dengan emoji malu-malu. Ibuku memberi tanda suka pada unggahan itu dan menambahkan komentar, [Aku akan menjaga anak itu setelah lahir. Kalian berdua tenang saja menikmati hidup berdua.] Aku tidak bisa menahan diri dan hanya meninggalkan tanda tanya sebagai komentar. Detik berikutnya, pacarku langsung memarahiku habis-habisan. [Dia hanya meminjam status pernikahan denganku selama satu tahun. Setelah anak lahir, aku akan kembali padamu.] [Jangan pelit begitu. Ibu juga sudah bilang, kamu baru boleh menikahiku setelah melahirkan anak laki-laki. Jadi, kita adakan pernikahan dulu, baru urus akta nikah nanti..] Aku hanya menjawab dengan datar, "Oh." Setelah itu, aku menghapus semua unggahan di media sosial yang berkaitan dengannya. Sebagai gantinya, aku memposting hal baru, [Butuh calon pengantin pria. Siapa yang mau menikah denganku?]

Naomi Kim works in a small coffee shop in the middle of the busiest town of Hongdae Seoul, South Korea. She graduated college and was looking for a bigger job since she has to support her cost of living alone. A young man who happened to be their loyal customer, always dropped by in their shop every morning to have his cup of coffee, will help her to get into the big company she's aiming for but in one condition, Naomi will have to be his girlfriend. Naomi accepted it, thinking that it is not a big deal for her to have a boyfriend. But little did she know, his boyfriend is the CEO of the company she'll work for and a Mafia Boss. Lucas Manoban pretended to be a poor young man, who works as a librarian in the little library in town. He kept his identity to the young woman so she wouldn't get scared at him. But one incident will reveal all of the secrets in his life, which is also the reason to change the flow of their sweet yet boring relationship.

J'allais me marier, mais mon fiancé, un PDG avec qui j'étais fiancée depuis dix ans, ne le savait pas. Parce qu'une nouvelle femme de chambre est arrivée chez lui, il n'avait pas le temps de s'occuper de moi. Ils discutaient sans arrêt toute la journée, et on dirait qu'ils allaient bientôt dormir dans le même lit. Pour faire plaisir à sa femme de chambre, mon fiancé lui a acheté un nouveau yacht et l'a emmenée voir les aurores boréales au pôle Nord. Il a complètement oublié notre rendez-vous pour choisir la robe de mariage. Après avoir attendu toute la journée dans la boutique de robes de mariée, j'ai appelé mon père : « Je veux changer de marié. »

Alice Carroll, a bright young twenty five year old, graduated from Boston University with a degree in fashion and business management, returned to her home city of Seattle, Washington in the hopes of making a new name for herself instead of following in the shadow of her late mother, Amaryllis Carroll. She runs a small boutique that is fairly successful, and strays from her mother’s business, now owned by the ruthless Ford Mitchell. Ford Mitchell, a cold and calculated business owner, reigns over the publishing world with an iron fist. He has made his name through hard work and determination, plowing through small companies in the hopes of sustaining the power that his position gives him. He hardly has time for anyone but himself, but when he needs the copies of a few important documents that were lost in the wind by his lawyer, he has no choice but to hunt down the daughter of the previous owner, who happens to be as disinterested in him as he is in almost everything else.

Cahaya, seorang wanita yang terjebak dalam pernikahan wasiat orang tuanya, rela menerima seorang lelaki bernama Bintang untuk menjadi suaminya dengan ikhlas dan apa adanya. Semua itu demi menjalankan amanah dan rasa baktinya pada kedua orang tuanya. Belajar mencintai sang Suami hingga rasa cinta itu tumbuh dengan berjalannya waktu. Hanya saja dia tidak tahu kalau sebenarnya lelaki yang ia anggap suami itu mempunyai rahasia besar yang disembunyikannya selama dua tahun pernikahan mereka. Selama menjalankan biduk pernikahan, Cahaya tidak pernah menyentuh benda pribadi milik suaminya karena itu sudah kesepakatan yang disetujuinya sejak awal diminta Bintang. Ia juga tidak tahu kalau sebenarnya Bintang belum mencintainya dengan sepenuh hati. Ternyata ada wanita lain yang bertahta di hati bintang hingga suatu hari kebenaran itu terungkap. Ada sebuah foto yang disembunyikan Bintang dari Cahaya. Foto yang mengiris hatinya, tapi demi menjalankan amanat orangtuanya, ia memilih bertahan. Namun ternyata tidak hanya satu rahasia besar saja yang terungkap, ternyata ada rahasia lainnya yang akhirnya diketahui oleh Cahaya. Tentang rahasia Ibu mertuanya pun ikut terungkap dengan sendirinya. Disini Cahaya mulai bimbang dan menanyakan hatinya, apakah ia akan tetap bertahan atau lepaskan.

"Pa, jangan mati dulu, Laras belum wisuda masa nanti foto Laras pas pakai toga gak ada Papa." "Pak Rasyid, bangun Pak, Saya akan tanggung jawab menikahi Laras." Papa Rasyid membuka matanya, tatapannya masih abu-abu, cahaya masuk menyilaukan mata hingga Ia menyipitkan kedua bola matanya sambil memulihkan kesadarannya. Perlahan Mama Lana membantu Papa Rasyid terbangun dan kini dalam kondisi masih lemas Papa Rasyid bergantian menatap Laras dan Bima, " Papa akan nikahkan Kalian, SEKARANG!"

During the eight years I spent by Alpha David’s side, I also raised the pup he had with my late sister. At his birthday banquet, I accidentally wore one of her old dresses. Eight-year-old Dorian grabbed a pot of freshly brewed coffee and poured it over me— right in front of the maids. The scalding liquid burned my skin, and when I looked up, I saw the same cold disgust in his eyes that I’d seen so many times in his father’s. “How dare you wear my mother’s dress?” he sneered. “You’ll never replace her. You killed her with that wicked heart of yours!” The coffee seared more than my flesh. It burned straight through my heart. I looked at the child I’d raised for eight long years. I didn’t feel angry. I didn’t even feel sad. Only a quiet kind of exhaustion. “Don’t worry,” I whispered. “I’ll leave tomorrow.”