Cj Box Joe Pickett

Sam and I have been married for ten years. He always said he would give me the wedding of my dreams. However, three days before the ceremony, my eyes, which had been blind for the past six months after saving Sam’s life, miraculously regained vision. The first thing I saw when I opened them was Sam tangled in bed with his pretty secretary, Alisa. The bed was still shaking while Alisa typed on her phone. She showed it to him, smirking. [Sam, we're out of condoms. Why not ask your blind wife to grab one for us?] Sam’s veins bulged at his temple. His eyes darted toward me in panic. Alisa, however, scoffed and typed again. [What are you so scared of? Your wife’s blind. What’s she gonna see?] Sam sighed in resignation. “Hazel, can you pass me the box of cigarettes from the nightstand?” That cigarette box he mentioned was clearly labeled: Durex Ultra-Thin—Bare Feel. My heart shattered, and I booked a flight to Rockbridge before the wedding. When Sam came running after me, hysterical, I said coldly to him, “Sam. I can see.”

Since day one, Shen has never been so fascinated by the bouquet of red roses and box of chocolates that always appear at the gate of her apartment every evening. Thinking it was just only nearby to her, or someone she knew, she didn't put any attention onto it. Not until a crime happened in Metro whose main suspect is a secret admirer, she became eager to find all the possible answers that may lead to the true identity of her mysterious secret admirer.

Karin Ruiz prepared herself for a day with her box of gift for the goal to confess her feeligs to Aspen Medina but sadly, she got rejected right away. She could not easily move on until an unexpected stranger approached her with an offer to play a bet. Karin decided to accept a bet collaboration with that stranger but she didn't know that in order to win, she must make someone fall for her. Who was this someone that must fall for Karin? Was he this good enough that Karin even accepted the game of betting? Will Karin win that guy?

I had proposed seven times, but Winnie Smith continued refusing to marry me. This was because the Smith family had a special test. To marry their daughters, their sons-in-law had to refrain from sleeping with their fiancees after being drugged. I tried seven times. However, every time after I regained consciousness, Winnie would be sleeping naked next to me. She would cry and throw herself into my arms. “It’s fine. We can try again. I trust you.” It was not until the eighth time that I overheard her instructing the butler, “Switch the aphrodisiac to sleeping pills, and make sure it’s a high dosage. “After he falls asleep, I’ll take it from there as usual.” While I kept my eyes shut tight, I could hear her taking off her long dress. Then, she came over to unbutton my shirt. I heard her sigh. “I’m sorry, Benjamin Lowe. Joe Anderson’s been diagnosed with cancer, and his last wish is to be with me. “Don’t worry, though. After he passes, I’ll marry you immediately.” Right then, I realized that her family’s test had been a lie she told just to marry her childhood best friend. The next day, my parents pressured me again to leave the country and inherit the family business. So, I agreed to their request. Since she wanted to marry Joe, I would wish the couple well.

I had just won the Hawthorne Scientific Laureate on the international stage when my father called me back home. "Bring the betrothal gifts to the Hayes family. That childhood engagement should finally be fulfilled." Afraid of getting stuck in traffic, I took my modified motorcycle, carried the national heritage porcelain obtained through generations of the Keane family's military merits, and headed toward their house. Just as I arrived at the community gate, a Porsche suddenly cut across the lane, nearly knocking me over. A heavily made-up woman, Zoey Mercer, stepped out of the car, raised one sharp high heel, and kicked the top box off my motorcycle. "You rode this junk motorcycle yet dared block my way? If you dent my car, your whole family won't be able to afford the compensation!" My heart sank. I quickly opened the case, only to see the entire box of celadon porcelain shattered. "So you’re just some delivery guy. Think this pile of trash is worth even one of my shoes? "You even know whose neighborhood this is? It belongs to Kingshore's Hayes family! My best friend’s family developed this place! Believe it or not, I can have you thrown out right now!" Right then, my fiancee, Lauren Hayes, called me. "Where are you? My friend just messaged me saying there’s a delivery guy causing trouble at the entrance."

Synopsis. Kira Maurelle Vallejo the new transferee from UST Engineering because of her parents pressure to go with her fiancee CJ Castillo who's knowned to be the new Team Captain of UST Growling Tigers. Unfortunately his fiancee is he's ex boyfriend before. Hindi na niya yun iniisip dahil alam niya sa sarili niya na pinagpalit siya noon... Noon. Pinaglalaruan lang din siya noon, pampalipas oras. May mahal na 'tung iba kaya mas pinili niyang kalimutan na lang ito at ideny lahat ng sakit na nararamdaman niya. Until Davee Alfonso came to her life the current Captain of National University who used to be his savior for her so much downfall. At wala siyang magagawa kundi pansinin ang taong nasa tabi niya sa tuwing mahina siya. Pero paano pag pinag-agawan ka na ng dalawang lalaking mahal mo noon at mahal ka ngayon? Sinong pipiliin mo? Ang taong gusto mo noon o Ang taong gusto ka ngayon? What if dumating si Davee ang taong handa ipaglaban si Kim hanggang sa huli? Will they stay despite of uncertain circumstances? Who's capable with?

I ditched a shot at studying abroad to help my boyfriend, Gavin Censori, launch his startup. Stuck it out with him through seven brutal years. Then boom—success hit, and so did the ghosting. On Valentine's Day, he hit me with the classic "work's crazy" excuse. Instead of showing up, he had some random delivery dude drop off a box of cosmetic samples. Samples. Later that night, his secretary Rebecca popped up on my feed, flexing hard. Caption: [With a boss like this, why go home early?] Pic: A box of high-end makeup. Same brand. Hers weren't samples. I dropped a comment: [You're doing great at your sidechick job. Gold star.] Gavin called instantly, losing it. "What's your problem? She's just an employee! I bust my ass making money for you, and you're always jealous!" I laughed. Didn't even yell. Just dumped him. Seven years, and I'd never touched a dime of his. Joke's on him—his precious startup? Secretly bankrolled by me. Fast-forward three years. Business summit. He rolled in wearing a tailored suit. The second he spotted me with a bag of bottles, his smirk kicked in. "Didn't like those cosmetics I gave you, huh? Now look at you—reduced to bottle collecting?"

I loved Killian Joe for ten years. I married him when he was nothing—fought for him, covered his mistakes, and built his empire beside him. But he repaid me with betrayal: a mistress, a child, and silence when I begged him to choose me. Now he wants me to stay. But I didn’t walk away to be begged. I walked away to win. I’m not the girl who cried behind closed doors anymore. I’m the woman who owns the building. And the man I once loved? He’ll have to watch me become the thing he fears most— Untouchable.

It was only suppose to be an arrangement... Vanessa Ford is gorgeous, beautiful and intelligent. Her quiet and uneventful life takes an unexpected turn when she is given an opportunity to interview Lucas. Lucas Joe Alvarado is her best friend's older brother. He is gorgeous, beautiful, tall and mysterious, and a billionaire every girls dream man. She has always had a crush on him but he always only saw her as his little sister's best friend. But then an interview with him takes an unexpected turn, he wants her, she wants him. The only problem is he doesn't want a relationship and she can't bet on not falling for him.

My mother sells special éclairs. Each one costs a thousand dollars, but the female customers fight each other to buy them. They look like they can't get enough. My sister wants to take a box to share with her boyfriend when she sees how popular they are. However, my mother firmly rejects her. She says she's the only one who can touch those éclairs. My sister refuses to listen. She secretly sneaks into the freezer in the basement. Then, in the middle of the night, I hear her wanton moans.