Cyberpunk Edgerunner David And Lucy

Emma Blanton twists her ankle, and my fiance, Matthew Harrison, insists on becoming her personal chauffeur. When I voice my disapproval, he makes an even more outrageous decision. He moves Emma into my apartment at Bellemont District—the apartment I bought with my own money. He argues like he's the victim, "You're being selfish. She's injured, and living alone is too dangerous for her right now. I'm just being a decent human being. "And that place is sitting empty anyway. Having someone there helps with security." On the morning we were supposed to get our marriage certificate, he doesn't show up. I call, expecting apologies. Instead, I hear, "Emma had a fever this morning—101 Fahrenheit. I had to take her to urgent care. We can postpone getting the marriage certificate. Her health can't wait." To hell with postponing! I grab my phone and call David Rockefeller. "Do you want to marry me? Then get to City Hall. I'm serious—right now."

“Sign the divorce papers, Olivia… or I’ll make sure you never wake up again.” I thought marriage meant love, loyalty, and forever. But the night I overheard my husband plotting my downfall with my sister-in-law, my world shattered. The man I had sacrificed everything for was only after my family’s wealth and worse, he wanted me dead. Drugged. Betrayed. Left bleeding while he ran to the arms of his ex. That was Marcus Thompson, the man everyone believed was the perfect billionaire husband. But I won’t go down quietly. With enemies in my own family and assassins at my doorstep, I must fight back. And when David, the man who risked his life to save mine, steps in, I begin to see what true love really feels like. Now, I’m trapped between a husband who would rather bury me than let me go, and a man willing to risk everything to protect me. In a world built on lies, betrayal, and deadly secrets… who can I trust when even love could be a weapon?

During the eight years I spent by Alpha David’s side, I also raised the pup he had with my late sister. At his birthday banquet, I accidentally wore one of her old dresses. Eight-year-old Dorian grabbed a pot of freshly brewed coffee and poured it over me— right in front of the maids. The scalding liquid burned my skin, and when I looked up, I saw the same cold disgust in his eyes that I’d seen so many times in his father’s. “How dare you wear my mother’s dress?” he sneered. “You’ll never replace her. You killed her with that wicked heart of yours!” The coffee seared more than my flesh. It burned straight through my heart. I looked at the child I’d raised for eight long years. I didn’t feel angry. I didn’t even feel sad. Only a quiet kind of exhaustion. “Don’t worry,” I whispered. “I’ll leave tomorrow.”

Tired and desperate, a twenty two year old Caroline Dawn just wanted to have a descent job, a peaceful and a happy environment. She just wanted to at least experience a wealthy life. But despite of that, Caroline is a woman of principles. She wanted everything to go in a process. She wanted to work hard for herself and achieve the victory on her own. But when she met her Billionaire boss, Arthur David, everything got complicated. She never taught that loving someone could be as hard as this. She built a wall to stop herself because she knows that it's hard to enter the man's world, she covered herself with beliefs and had to stand so strong. The world was too cruel, running away is the only way to escape from the pain and agony. The man she loved the most failed and destroyed her, destiny was too hard to her as well and when she started to run, the only thing she have is her anger dominating her heart and a fading love. She started to run, she promised that there is no turning back anymore.... even if it will break her, even if it will destroy her, or even if it means she will carrying a child, alone.

His tie hung loose, his eyes darker than sin. The scent of whiskey lingered on his breath as he leaned closer. “Tell me to stop,” he murmured, the words brushing against my skin like a dare. “You’re drunk,” I said, staring into those grey eyes as my heartbeat filled the silence. He smiled faintly, his gaze trailing from my hair until it fell on my lips. “Drunk,” he whispered, his thumb grazing my mouth as if testing how soft it was, “but not blind. You want this as much as I do.” ----- After her husband’s mysterious death, Mara Lawson becomes the center of a scandal threatening to destroy the powerful Lawson empire. Elias Lawson, her late husband’s twin, is everything she should resist—dangerous, magnetic, and forbidden. David Hale, her ex-lover, the man who walked away once and now wants forgiveness… and another chance. Between the man who broke her and the one who could ruin her, Mara is caught in a web of passion, guilt, and secrets that could shatter them all. Because in the Lawson world, love is never pure—it’s just another sin waiting to be punished.

The day I went into labor with the twins, I bribed the family doctor to shoot me up with every heavy-duty suppressant he could get his hands on. Anything to stall the birth. Why? Because in my last life, Vincent—my husband, the Don—claimed to have a low sperm count. To guarantee an heir, he lined up ten mistresses and told the whole house: whoever popped out a son first, her kid would be the next Corleone Don. He promised if I delivered first, he'd ditch the others. Said our baby would inherit the throne. I bought every word. When I found out I was carrying twins, I couldn't stop shaking—I thought I'd won. But after I gave birth, he tossed me and the babies into the freezing wine cellar and locked the place down. "Lucy came from nothing. I just wanted to give her kid a name. You started rumors, pushed her into despair, and now she's dead—her and the baby. You're vile. Not fit to be the Don's wife. Think about what you've done. I'll open the door in three days." Then he had the butler seal it shut. What he didn't know? That night, the cellar caught fire. Me and my babies? Burned alive. When I opened my eyes again, I was back—right before labor. This time, I'm not staying. Soon as I deliver and get back on my feet, I'm taking my kids and disappearing for good.

"MATE!" Terk says loudly, in the middle of my Luna Ceremony with Trina. "Mate." Silja says out loud. "David? What are you doing with Ms. Mayer? Alpha Gerard is suppose to be her mate?" "What is going on here?" One of the elders asked. Trina then glares at me, "The photographer Gerard!? She's the one-night stand? She's your mate?!" This cannot be happening right now! Then the elder understood immediately and spoke loudly, "THE LUNA CEREMONY WITH TRINA IS CANCELED!" *** Silja is young, ambitious and has dreams of being a successful photography. Gerard is a successful Alpha of Night Crown and a CEO in the human world. After a chance encounter, spiked drinks, and a one night stand, Silja and Gerard intertwine their lives in a way neither thought it would happen. Now they are forced into a mate bond. Gerard resents Silja and blames her for getting in the way of true love. Silja is hurt by Gerard as her fated mate continues to reject her. There are people waiting in the dark corners and shadows waiting for them to fail. During this time, Gerard will either need to open his eyes or continue to be blind and Silja will either need to forgive or move on with her life.

Back then, Alice was framed by her stepsister and had a one-night stand with a strange man. When they met again three years later, she was a single mother and a urologist, and he was David, a billionaire with sexual dysfunction who couldn’t get an erection. She said, “Go lie on the treatment bed and take off your pants, including your underwear.” He stood up, unbuttoned his Tom Ford suit, and casually threw it on a chair. Then, he walked to the bedside with those long legs that would go on a runway, and slowly undid his belt, each movement carrying a kind of silent threat. “If you can‘t cure me, be prepared to be completely blackballed in the American medical circle. Don‘t even think about holding a scalpel in California for the rest of your life.” When she examined him, the change under him was astonishingly fast, like a sudden Flash fire, burning away the wasteland he had maintained for three years. His breathing instantly became heavy, and the bottom of his eyes was stained with a scarlet mixture of shock and madness. “Who the hell are you?” His voice was incredibly hoarse.

“You don’t have any other choice, Lia. You must marry me.” Lawrence’s cold voice sends shivers down her spine. No matter how much she runs away, her real life will still haunt her. Lia gritted her teeth in irritation, but she was left with no other choice but to say ‘yes’ to him. Besides, it isn’t as if she can still restrain her heart from falling for this snobbish and cold man. Even though, she knows why he is doing this. “Fine.” Lia replied in her menacing voice. She sees how a devilish smirk escapes his lips – making her realize that this might not be a good idea at all. And she’s right, because Lawrence is still in love with his first love! Lawrence David McGregor – the sought-after bachelor and billionaire – is just using her. She will, however, fight for what’s for her. She will fight for her love. And she will do everything to win his heart, although that means that she will continue to be only – the billionaire’s rebound girl.

The day before the World Piano Masters Competition, I was kidnapped, and my tendons were deliberately severed. Endorsements were swiftly terminated. Advertisers, once eager to work with me, turned instead to my rival. Crushed under the weight of betrayal and despair, I spiraled into a deep depression. Just when I was at my lowest, Carl Manos appeared. He not only paid off all my breach-of-contract penalties but also sought out top specialists to treat my damaged hand. Later, he knelt on one knee and solemnly proposed. I saw him as my salvation, the light that pierced through my darkness. Without hesitation, I let Carl slip the ring onto my finger. Two years later, my hand had fully recovered. I rushed to the study, eager to share the good news, only to overhear a chilling conversation. "Carl, if you hadn't arranged for someone to sever Reily's tendons, my sister never would've had the chance to win the competition and land those endorsements. I'll never forget what you did for us." There was a pause. Then came Carl's indifferent reply, "I simply helped Lucy achieve her dream. Breaking a woman's tendons in exchange for that is nothing." So this was the truth. The marriage I took such pride in… was nothing but a cold, calculated nightmare. Since that was the case, there was nothing left for me here. It was time to leave.