Charlie Wade Full Bab

As I took my newborn daughter from the nurse, I heard the voice of the baby in the next bed echoing in my head. “Don’t take her, Mommy. I’m your real baby!” The doctor and nurses did not seem to hear a thing. I thought I was hallucinating due to my fatigue, so I continued nursing my baby girl. “How dare you cry, you burdensome wretch? I’ll pinch you if you keep crying!” The baby’s grandmother picked him up and walked outside, but the voice came again, crying, “The mean old lady is taking me away. Mommy, look over here quickly! Look at the birthmark on my left ear!” I froze. My first child, who had died in an accident, had a birthmark on his left ear.

️Jangan mendekat dia calon ibu tirimu️ Hati-hati dalam bersosial media, jangan sampai menyesal seperti Juwita Andini. Dia terjebak dalam kesulitan karena ulahnya sendiri yang ikut-ikutan cari sugar daddy di apliksi burung gembrot biru.

Tamara dijadikan sebagai penjamin hutang kekasihnya dan bahkan dipecat dari pekerjaannya karena difitnah oleh rekan kerja. Tak berhenti sampai di situ, Tamara juga membutuhkan uang untuk biaya operasi adiknya. Namun, kehidupan Tamara seketika berubah setelah dirinya dipertemukan kembali dengan Davis— pria yang sempat menghabiskan cinta satu malam dengannya. Tamara tak menyangka bahwa Davis adalah CEO di perusahaan tempat dia melamar pekerjaan, dan yang lebih mencengangkan lagi, Davis memintanya untuk menangani proyek membuat bayi dengannya!

"A worthless bitch is what you will ever be! " Her husband yelled, his hands swung to hit her across her face! "Why don't you just go and die already, can you stop forcing yourself on him, he will never love you, you're so pathetic! " His mistress spat in disdain and hatred. Aurora James thought she married the love of her life, but he turned out to be her greatest nightmare. When he forced her to bear another man's child, she had no choice but to give up her child. Four years later, broken and shattered, she set out in to find the man who fathered her child. Never in her wildest dream had she except it to be Tremont Stone. The cold-hearted and ruthless Billionaire that owns half of her state! He stared coldly at the tiny ugly woman who had bumped into him. "Who are you, woman! " He thundered. "I want one thing from you, that is my son!"

Terdesak karena biaya perawatan ibunya yang terkena leukimia dan ancaman DO karena belum membayar kuliah, Febi dengan terpaksa menerima tawaran seorang teman untuk menjadi sugar baby. Febi tahu apa itu menjadi sugar baby. Uang-uang akan masuk ke dalam tabungannya, namun mungkin ia harus melayani sang 'empunya' sebagai bayarannya. Febi tidak peduli, yang penting ia bisa berkuliah dan ibunya sembuh! Namun, Febi tercekat ketika ia tahu siapa sugar daddynya. "Pak Langga...?"

Jairus Ezekiel, the swoon worthy tycoon gets pulled to a bar by his pals. Eager for the ruthless business lord to get laid by the most desired bar beauty of the town. The one name, ginger haired mysterious lady, known for treating men in a peculiar way in bed. Agnes Regina could tackle any man within four walls of the bar, except Jairus Ezekiel. One night of insatiable passion gets her pregnant. But things become weirdly suspicious when she suddenly starts craving blood during her pregnancy. -*-*-*-*- [F-Rated: Fun, Flirt, Fluff and Fuck]

There is some marriage that is not faithful. And there is some love that isn't yours. Pinilit ni Shane na takasan at takbuhan nalang ang mga madidilim na parte ng nakaraan at hayaan na lamang iyon na mabaon sa limot. But, Gregory Lopez isn't the person she can't get rid of easily. At alam niya iyon. He is too dangerous and cruel. He is determined to get her back at manatili sa tabi nito. Ngunit ang takot sa mga kasinungalingan at mga lihim na hindi nito kayang ipagtapat sa kanya ay unti-unting nag iiwan ng malaking pader para protektahan ang sarili dito. But for the sake of their marriage. Is Mrs. Shane Lopez can afford to live with her husband— for a second time?

The night before I was supposed to marry the heir to the Moretti family, I found a string of ninety-nine filthy texts on my fiancé Leo’s phone. A woman named Ava Collins, telling him she loved him. Shameless. Desperate. She was begging him to call off our wedding, threatening to kill herself if he went through with it. I didn’t waste a second. I shoved the phone in his face and demanded an explanation. The silence stretched for an eternity before he finally broke. “Her brother was Liam. My underboss. He took a bullet for me. My bullet. I promised him I’d look after her.” "Jennifer, we grew up together. You know it’s you. It’s always been you. I swear, I’ll handle it. I’ll cut her off." I searched his eyes, hunting for the lie. I swallowed the acid in my throat and chose to believe him. The wedding was on. This was bigger than us. It was a treaty signed in blood between two families. And God help me, I still loved him. But on our wedding day, as we stood at the altar, vows on our lips, Leo got the call. It was her. Ava. On a bridge, threatening to jump. Demanding he come. Now. The diamond ring, a breath away from my finger, clattered to the stone floor of the church. Not a word. Not a single explanation. He just left. Left me, our families, our future... left me standing alone at the altar. Through a blur of tears, I screamed after him, "Leo, if you walk out that door, we are done!" His only reply, tossed over his shoulder, “She needs me.” He never looked back. Carrying his child, I vanished from his world and never looked back.

On my wedding anniversary, I came home to rose petals and champagne. Instead of romance, I found my husband in bed with my sister—wearing the couture gown I designed for her runway debut. He called my designs "boring" and revealed the fashion house I built was actually funded by her secret investor money. The child we adopted? Her biological son with my husband, who she abandoned to chase Paris Fashion Week. I walked out in nothing but the lingerie prototype from my latest collection. In a snowstorm. Straight into an exclusive fashion week after-party where I met him: a mysterious man who mistook me for a model and offered me a drink that tasted like freedom. One night later, I owed him $100,000. Three months later, I discovered I was pregnant. And when I showed up to my job interview at the biggest fashion conglomerate in the industry, ready to prove my designs could save their failing luxury brand, the CEO sitting across from me was the same man from that night. He remembers me. He wants his money back. And he's offering me $5 million if I can take his brand from fashion week laughingstock to top five in three major shows. I took the bet. I just didn't tell him about the baby. Or that my ex-husband's textile company supplies the fabric for every major fashion house—including his.

My husband, Steven Garrett, was always "busy" overseas. So I thought I'd surprise him with a visit. Instead, I found him shacked up with my best friend, Peggy Shane. That day, my heart snapped—I filed for divorce and let my family set me up with someone new. Two years later, I bumped into Steven outside the hospital. He ripped the prenatal report from my hands. "How dare you cheat on me! You think you can play me?"