Comedy

Life is unfair, that's what Helga Novalie thought, living in poverty and torture from her drunk and gambler father. The girl had to sacrifice everything, her job and her future. Even the hope of getting out of that hell felt impossible. However, one night Helga accidentally witnessed a car accident where the female driver tried to save Helga but in vain. Who would have thought that it was the beginning of how Helga got out of the hell created by her father? However, Helga never knew that a new, colder, and more thrilling hell was waiting for her when Zean Wilder made Helga his replacement wife. A famous billionaire like Zean could not possibly be involved in the dark mafia world. Helga, who was trying to get out of that cold and dark hell, learned that the woman she had saved and given the necklace to was Helga's older sister who had long since left with their mother. Feelings of anger and revenge burned in Helga's heart and she swore to find whoever killed her older sister. However, Helga's existence is threatened because of a secret hidden in her necklace. Can Helga find her happiness amidst the hell that always surrounds her, and conquer Zean's cold and empty heart? Who would have thought that something big was waiting for them both?

***** "As long as you can make him pay." I bravely said between my cries. A playful grin appeared on his lips, amused by my pain. He was the devil, but I didn't care. It was a risk I was ready to take. "Anything, including giving yourself to the devil." He chirped That should have been a warning telling me to turn back, but instead, I nodded at him. "Only a devil can handle another devil." His grin grew wider, a laugh escaping his lips. Those evil lips parted, and each word left me more dumbfounded: "For starters, strip right here and now." My mouth fell agape taken back by his request. It was beyond my expectations; I was still lost in a dilemma when the devil spoke again. "I don't have all day, Mrs Romanov." He urged me. ****** A lady's best day was meant to be her wedding day, but that was not the case for Adelina, a Mafia princess. Adelina's dreams were shattered when her newly wedded husband ruthlessly betrayed her family on her wedding day. Pushed by revenge and the desperate need to escape her husband, Adelina persistently sought out the help of Mikhail, a business tycoon shrouded with mysteries unknown to her the secrets he carries. But why would Mikhail, the Lycan King, want to help his brother's wife seek her revenge despite the rivalry between the brothers and the fact Adelina is his fated mate? She will always be a weak human to him. What will be the fate between Adelina and Mikhail as they try to navigate this unwanted bond between them? Why don't you check this intriguing story that blurs the line between hate and love as Adelina and Mikhail's relationship becomes increasingly complicated with each step as mysteries are unravelled?

At first, I believed that the worst thing that could happen was my father abandoning me in that store, but I was mistaken. I was kidnapped, sold, and betrayed by the only man I trusted: my father. And I was bought by Lucian Moretti, my childhood love, Luke, who I thought was gone. "Do you remember me, Jules?” His voice was velvet over steel, low, threatening, and hauntingly familiar. Julia hadn't heard Lucian Moretti's name in almost a decade, since the boy next door disappeared without a goodbye, leaving her with only a stolen summer and a thousand unsolved questions.  Now he was no longer the boy I used to know. He was Lucian Moretti, the man who had just taken control of her life.  Julia is lured into the shadows to settle a debt she never owed, and she ends up confined in the home of the city's most feared mafia don.  BCaptivity is just the beginning.  Lucian isn't just after her body; he's seeking the truth that she is unaware she is concealing. This truth has the potential to destroy his empire.  Their reunion is not nice; it is nasty.  His smile is not tender; it is poisonous.  And what games are they playing?  It concludes with one of them kneeling. But in the dark, the line between revenge and passion blurs, and Julia is unsure if she is his prisoner... or his obsession.  Lucian desires more than just retribution; he wants "her." This time, he won't let go.

"I will leave the decision in your hands and marry whoever you choose for me but you must be honest and tell her everything about me," "I refuse to marry a man who I do not love and I'm already in love with someone else," Damian, ruthless Mafia lord needs a mother for his children Gianni, sweet medical student needs to save her brother's life. What happened when a medical student save an injured Mafia Lord? What happens when two opposite people paths cross in a form of marriage? Love, anger, hatred, disappointment, misunderstanding, secrets and most of all enemies that lurk in the shadows

Isabella Sforza, the 20-year-old heir to a powerful Mafa empire, had always known 34-year-old Niccolo Este as her father's most trusted bodyguard. He was loyal, composed, and nothing more than a shadow in her life-until one fateful night. While out partying with her friends, she ended up in his arms, sharing a night of passion she would soor forget. But Niccolò remembered every moment. And when the time came, he did the unthinkable-he assassinated her father, seized the Mafia throne, and forced her into marriage Now bound to the man she despises, Isabella sees him as nothing but a ruthless traitor. What she doesn't know is that Niccolo's actions were driven by a reason far bigger than she could ever imagine. The truth lies hidden beneath layers of secrets, waiting to be uncovered.

Olivia’s POV The moment Armando left, the dam broke. I sobbed into the silence, my chest heaving with the weight of everything I’d pushed down for so long. I wanted to hold him tight. To kiss him and to tell him how much I loved him and how much I wanted his protection but I just couldn’t because I didn’t trust anyone else and because I never wanted anything to do with love after James. I hated myself for pushing him away. But more than that, I hated that I felt anything for him at all. I sat there, drowning in the storm of my own heart, knowing that love was a battlefield I might never cross again, and yet, for the first time, I wished I had the courage to try. Armando’s POV Back in my study, I poured myself a glass of whiskey, my hand trembling as I lit a cigarette. The tears came slowly at first, hot and unfamiliar against my skin. I hadn’t cried since I was ten years old. But tonight, I wept. For her. For me. For everything we could never be.

Sa mismong araw ng kanilang kasal, imbes na sa harap ng altar, ay sa presinto dinala ng kanyang mapapangasawa si Irene Casareo upang pagbintangan sa isang kasalanang hindi niya ginawa. Doon din niya nalaman ang pagta-traydor nito sa kanya kasama ang stepsister nito. Baon ang galit at poot, ay tatlong taon niyang tiniis ang pagdurusa sa loob ng kulungan. Sa kanyang paglaya, hindi pa man siya nagtatagal sa labas, ay nasuong na siya sa isang madugong engkwentro. Doon niya nakilala si Kristoff Montecillo; isang makapangyarihang lalaki mula sa underworld, at tiyuhin ng ex-fiancee niyang si Dave Montecillo. Niligtas siya nito mula sa mga armadong lalaki, at bilang kabayaran ay niyanig nito ang mundo niya sa pamamagitan ng isang halik. Ang lalaki rin ang naging daan kung bakit nailigtas ang puri niya mula sa matandang huklubang nais kumuha ng kanyang pagkabirhen. Ngayong may utang na loob na siya kay Kristoff, papayag ba siyang maging fiancee nito kapalit ng ilang ulit na pagliligtas nito sa kanya? O, papayag siya upang gamitin ito sa paghihiganti sa mga taong nakapanakit sa kanya?

“Raise your head and look at me. Accept my offer—sell yourself to me. You’ll be my puppet, my toy, my obsession. In return, I’ll wipe out the debt your foolish boyfriend owes me. But if you refuse... you’ll face the consequences.” His voice was cold and blunt, his grip tightening around my jaw as he stared deep into my eyes, sending a chilling shiver of fear down my spine. ***** He was her pain, A monster ready to devour her. She was the prey he played with, the obsession he refused to release. She was his beauty. He was her beast. An addiction so fierce he could tear the world apart just to have her. In the blink of an eye, Clara’s life crumbled. Betrayed by the one she loved, left behind by a boyfriend who took a loan from a mafia boss and vanished. Now, she was the payment. Alone, abandoned, and with no family to rescue her, Clara was caged—trapped under the control of a ruthless man who demanded total submission. Every command, every look, every touch was a reminder of her nightmare. She prayed to wake up. But it wasn’t a dream. It was her reality.

He slid the diamond ring onto her finger with a smile that didn't reach his eyes. "Smile for the cameras, Fiancee." And as the Flashblubs exploded around them, Serena whispered to herself, " I'm going to destroy you, Damien Alaric."

He looks at me like he already knows the truth I’ve spent a lifetime hiding. Ethan Vance—lawman, predator, believer in a system I learned to outthink before I could drink wine. His eyes don’t burn with hate. They study, measure, almost… understand. They call him incorruptible. Maybe he is. But I’ve seen incorruptible men fall, not to money or power, but to fascination. The kind that crawls under your skin and makes you wonder if the person chasing you might be the only one who truly sees you. He hunts me by the book. I survive by rewriting it. But somewhere between the pursuit and the silence, between his questions and my lies, the line blurred. And now, I can’t decide which is more dangerous, losing to him, or wanting him to catch me. --- He isn’t what I expected. Luca Vitale walks into every room like he owns it, and maybe he does. Calm. Calculated. Dangerous in ways that don’t show up on a rap sheet. He should be just another target, another name I take down and file away. But there’s something about the way he looks at me. Like he already knows I’m not as untouchable as I pretend to be. I tell myself it’s strategy, curiosity, control. It’s not. It’s a problem. Because every time I think I’m closing in, I realise he’s already two steps ahead—and for the first time in my career, I’m not sure if I’m hunting him, or if he’s letting me try.