Novel & Cerita Clean Regency Romances

Marilyn's voice cut through the tension like a blade, sharp and cruel and dripping with false sweetness. I turned to see her standing at the bottom of the stairs, her arms crossed over her chest, that familiar smile stretching across her face. She'd followed me in, of course. She couldn't resist watching me fall, watching me break, watching me lose everything she'd worked so hard to take. "He was never really yours, Ymir," she continued, stepping closer with deliberate slowness. "You were just a babysitter. A placeholder. And now you're not even that."

He could be seen in his slouchy posture while slowly picked up all the papers on the ground. Loki almost shocked, and sweat, even had a tinge of guilt, whether she would help him or not. She sighed, and went to the man who picked up all the files. Loki apologized and helped him picked up all the papers while she immediately closed her eyes and apologized again for what happened but after she opened her eyes, and held one of the papers. Loki saw a few letters name of a man "N, A, and O". It is shown, Nao is a listed on the certificate who won a game infamous Dark PVP.

“Let's face it, it takes a certain type of girl to want to stay in the middle of nowhere completely cut off from the world just to take care of a cowboy whose number one priority will always be the ranch and she will always be number two. The ranch will ALWAYS come first.” Her whole body was tense as she spoke never turning to look at me. I had this feeling that she wasn’t being honest with me, “Sounds like you have experience in that area!” the second the words were out of my mouth I regretted it. Reagan turned toward me her grey eyes flashed with anger. The look should have killed me right there on the spot, “I figured out years ago I couldn’t be anyone's second. I don’t date cowboys and

The injustice of it all clawed at her throat. “I sacrificed everything for this marriage!” she snapped, her voice raw with betrayal. “I supported him, took up a different job so that we can have something to eat, I worked alongside him, and what did he do? He used our savings to wed another woman!” Silence. Then, Alex's mother scoffed. “Excuses. A marriage without intimacy is bound to fail.” Catherine’s vision blurred. Her heart pounded, her body trembling with rage. “You never even asked for my side of the story,” she whispered.

**Chapter 140: Arrival** Armed with Emily’s guidance, Reggie arrives at Cassie’s new apartment. When she returns from teaching, she freezes in shock at the sight of him on her doorstep. She demands he leave, but her voice trembles. The reunion crackles with raw, unresolved tension. **Chapter 141: On His Knees** Reggie drops to his knees on her doorstep, begging for forgiveness as he explains the phone cloning and sabotage in detail. His voice breaks with emotion. Cassie listens warily, noticing subtle changes in her figure that hint at the pregnancy. His vulnerability begins to crack her defenses.

"My darling works just fine. Her phone chimed again. A message from Damien: You have until morning. She studied the glowing screen. Finally, she typed back: Where should I sign? That evening found her in a luxurious penthouse suite nestled within one of the city's exclusive shopping enclaves. A French stylist named Margot was measuring her, as if the mention of Damien's name was just another whisper on the wind. "In high society, appearances are everything," Margot remarked, raising a beaded black evening gown. "People need to see you and think, 'She's untouchable now.""

I had walked away from the villa without looking back even though my heart shattered the moment the ink dried. Nathan had delivered the news in the worst way possible. I was sad, angry, and embarrassed by what had happened. He had made up his mind before we arrived. Our “romantic getaway” had been nothing but a plan to humiliate me in front of his colleagues and business associates. I could feel his eyes watching me. Waiting for an outburst, a reaction from me. I had given him everything except my dignity and I intend to keep it that way. “Do you regret it?” He asked, finally breaking the silence

Alex and I have been married for 3 years. I have long known that he has a secret lover on the side, Victoria. Victoria was a young and beautiful she-wolf. She was wild but sweet to Alex same time, a perfect match for Alex’s taste. She was just like a younger version of me. Alex slept with all those she-wolves, but Victoria was different. He wanted to take care of her. He bought her an apartment, with the money from our joint trust fund.

My hips slammed against her, over and over, the sound of our bodies colliding filling the room. Her moans grew louder, sharper, her back arching, her hands clawing at the wall. I gripped her hips, driving harder, faster, unable to stop. 'Yes!' my wolf howled, his voice echoing in my skull. 'Claim her! Mark her with fire!' My palm smacked against her ass, the flesh reddening beneath the strikes. She shuddered, gasping, her voice breaking with each cry. But she didn't resist. She welcomed it, melted into it.