Celestine Hotel Tokyo

Lily Morgan is a 24-year-old woman crushed by her father's suicide and the three million dollar debt he left behind. She lives in a tiny apartment with her disabled younger sister Sophie, working multiple low-wage jobs while loan shark Vincent Shaw threatens them daily. Lily has always been invisible, plain, and suffers from crippling low self-esteem after years of being overlooked and dismissed. She believes she deserves nothing good in life. Alexander Hunt is a 32-year-old hotel magnate, cold and emotionally unavailable after being raised by a stern father who taught him that feelings are weakness. He built his empire through ruthless business decisions and has never let anyone close except his ex-girlfriend Cassandra Vale, who he keeps in his life as his VP and secret lover. His dying grandmother Margaret is his only soft spot, and her final wish is to see him married before she passes.

The maid's daughter, who grew up in my home, had the nerve to act like an heiress. On her birthday, she invited every kid from school for a full-on rager at my family's villa. When I suggested they take it to a hotel, she lost it. "You don't get to tell me what to do! My friends can party wherever they want!" She added, "The ten-layer cake my parents ordered for me is on the way. Why don't you park yourself by the door and wait for it, huh?" Her crew circled up, laughing and pointing at me. But I'd lived through this before. Nothing about her little act rattled me. I turned to the butler and told him to lock the gate. Then, I went to Rambo's cage. "Hey, buddy," I said, opening it up. "See those trespassers?" I pointed at the crowd. "I'm counting to three. If they're still here, don't let a single one get away."

My name is Audrey, and I'm the adopted daughter of the Bailey family. Four years ago, the Bailey family faced a devastating financial crisis. Just when bankruptcy seemed inevitable, a mysterious benefactor emerged, offering salvation with one condition: a contract marriage. Rumors swirled about this enigmatic man—whispers claimed he was hideously ugly and too ashamed to show his face, possibly harboring dark, twisted obsessions. Without hesitation, the Baileys sacrificed me to protect their precious biological daughter, forcing me to take her place as a pawn in this cold, calculated arrangement. Luckily, in those four years, the mysterious husband never asked to meet in person. Now, in the final year of our arrangement, the husband I've never met is demanding we meet face to face. But disaster struck the night before my return—drunk and disoriented, I stumbled into the wrong hotel room and ended up sleeping with the legendary financial mogul, Caspar Thornton. What the hell am I supposed to do now?

For Tracy Bennett, her date was supposed to be sweet with the man she thought was her forever. Instead, she found him cheating on her with her best friend in the hotel where they had planned to meet. Heartbroken and furious, Tracy stormed out, blinded by tears and anger, only to collide with a stranger. A tall, handsome man whose smirk made her blood boil. That man was Nick White, the wealthy billionaire who had just been appointed CEO of Haven Enterprises, where Tracy worked. She wanted to forget their brief encounter, but fate had other plans. The next day, Tracy discovered that Nick wasn’t just an ordinary stranger, he was her boss with a personal vendetta, and he wasn’t shy about using his power. Charmingly ruthless, Nick made her an offer she couldn’t resist: submit to his whims and seize the chance to get back at those who had wronged her so badly, or risk losing the career she had spent years building.

Nagising si Amber na hubad at walang maalala sa isang prestihiyosong hotel sa Milchester. Pero isa lang ang alam niya, hindi simpleng tao ang nakasiping niya kagabi. Si West Lancaster o King of Hell, kung siya'y tawagin ng kanyang mga trabaho. Ito ay dahil wala ito ni isang kaso na hindi naipanalo. At kung sino man ang nakakaharap nito sa korte ay siguradong magdudusa pagkatapos. Wala itong kinatatakutan. At ngayon ay nagising itong may iilang piraso ng isang libo pagkatapos ng mainit nilang pinagsaluhan. Ano nga ba ang naghihintay kay Amber matapos niyang tratuhin bilang isang bayaran ang batikan at kilala sa kanyang ginagawa? Mauuwi ba ang isa sa hindi inaasahang kasunduan na maglalapit sa kanila o sa walang katapusang bangayan na sisira sa kanilang dalawa?

Kara Baxter has only two things in life she held dear - her virginity and the house she grew up in. The bank has foreclosed on the house and Kara was scrambling to find someone who can help her redeem it. Her boss at the hotel, the billionaire Nico Bernardi, offered to help, but the repayment he was asking was unpalatable to Kara. He wanted her to be his mistress. Kara refused. Her virginity is not for sale. But why did she end up in an underground auction with her virginity as the major selling point for her market value? Then, to her horror, Nico bought her. In just one night, Kara lost the two things she held dear in her life. But she was a fighter and she will show this mob boss that he may buy her, but he can never buy her love. Join Kara as she navigates her way as the mistress of the mob boss and becomes entangled with his quest for justice and truth as she fights for her own survival and love in BOUGHT.

Mi esposa profesaba su propia fe y seguía estrictamente sus perceptos, evitaba cualquier tipo de intimidad física. Solo nos permitía estar juntos al decimosexto día de cada mes. Y aun así, todo debía estar bajo su control. Si alguna vez sobrepasaba esos límites, no dudaría en interrumpirlo todo y marcharse. Llevábamos cinco años de casados. Aunque me sentía insatisfecho, la complacía una y otra vez por amor. Me convencí de que, pese a su frialdad, al menos había algo de amor por mí. Hasta que, durante una misión de rescate en un hotel en llamas, descubrí lo equivocado que había estado. Cuando la encontré, mi esposa estaba recostada contra el pecho de otro hombre, y entre los dos había un niño pequeño.

"Kamu selingkuh." Langkah kaki Saka terhenti, lalu dia mendengar tarikan napas tercekat Renata di belakangnya, membuatnya memutar tubuh untuk menatap Renata. Renata mengepalkan kedua tangannya, menatap Saka penuh tuntutan. "Apa yang kamu lakukan dengan wanita itu di hotel? Kalian..." kedua mata Renata membendung telaga yang siap tumpah detik itu juga. "Memangnya... kenapa kalau aku selingkuh?" Saka melangkah perlahan menghampiri Renata, berdiri tegak dengan tatapan dinginnya yang menusuk. Kepalanya sedikit merunduk hingga dia bisa berbisik di telinga Renata. "bukannya dulu kamu juga selingkuhan suami orang, hm? Jadi, berhenti lah bersikap seolah-olah kamu yang paling tersakiti. Padahal... kamu dan perempuan itu nggak ada bedanya, Nata." Saka menarik wajahnya, dia tersenyum miring ketika menemukan wajah pucat Renata yang menatap kosong ke depan. "aku benar, kan?"

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."

A post accusing me of feeding my employees free lunches worse than pig feed goes viral online. However, none of them know that the daily free lunches are all catered from a five-star hotel at 100 dollars per head. The entire internet goes crazy, calling me names and accusing me of being an evil boss. Even my co-founder, Dustin Jager, texts me and says, "Maybe we should go with what the employees want and change it to a meal allowance plan instead." I harden my heart and send out a company-wide announcement. "In response to everyone's pursuit of healthy eating and the right to choose their own lunches, the company has decided to discontinue the free lunch program. "A meal reimbursement plan will be introduced instead, effective immediately, with a daily limit of 20 dollars per person per day. All reimbursements will be calculated at the end of the month with the presentation of valid receipts." As soon as the announcement is made, the company's chat groups immediately go berserk.