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I create a fake account, add Lucas Bennett's lover, and then help her with advice and strategy. "A little drama keeps the spark alive. If you don't stir things up now and then, how else will he remember to pay attention to you?" So on my birthday, he spends an hour in the bathroom coaxing her to eat. On our fifth anniversary, Lucas sneaks off to a hotel and spends an hour tangled up with her. Lucas spends less time with me, but their relationship grows stronger. On the night of the company banquet, when Lucas is entertaining important clients, I tell her, "Lucas' girlfriend will be there too. If you don't ruin this contract, they'll be tied together forever." That evening, she picks up a glass of red wine and dumps it over my head. Lucas, who's been fawning over my dad, completely lost his composure.

Jessica came to her senses under the bed of her fiancé and good friend’s, regaining her IQ, and couldn’t go back ever since. The douchebag: “Jessica, prepare a birthday gift to celebrate my dad’s birthday.” “Sorry, now I am the chairman, it is him who should pay tribute!” Jessica’s scum girlfriend: “Jessica, can you let me host the marriage show?” “You said that you haven’t experienced the pure love, so don't even think about it!” Jessica tore off the fake masks of the scumbags’ and turned to a pair of ink eye pupils: “It does feel cool to slap others, but don’t forget what your identity is!” “What identity?" Christian Maddox held her waist lightly, his face without missing a beat: “You should ask the little prince in your belly...”

On the tenth day of my postpartum recovery, my husband, Deputy Commander Harvey Wyatt, uploads a photo of me breastfeeding my newborn in a disheveled state to the department's group chat. Obviously, that photo was taken without my knowledge. "See? After having a kid, she's as loose as a sack. It makes me sick just looking at her. I much prefer my side piece, who's nice and tight." A few female colleagues send sweating emojis to the group. The majority of the chat, however, consists of the male colleagues' perverse silence. While I continue to burp my baby with one hand, my tears land on the screen. In order to give birth to this baby, my pelvic bone was sawn in half, which causes me so much pain that I can't even walk properly. But all I get in return is my own husband body-shaming me in front of hundreds of people. I don't bother arguing with Harvey at all. Half an hour later, I drag my broken body all the way to the commander's office with a divorce agreement as well as the chat history over the past ten days, which has been printed out, in my hands.

During our New Year’s Eve dinner, I told my family that my company was not giving out year-end bonuses. The table went silent. Even the TV host counting down to midnight suddenly sounded grating. My husband and daughter slammed the table in frustration. “No year-end bonus?! How are we supposed to pay the mortgage and the car loan? I didn’t marry you so you could live off me!” “Other moms either buy designer bags or send money. You’re the most useless one. You can’t even bring home a $100,000 bonus.” My in-laws sat there with dark looks on their faces and said nothing. I looked at their self-righteous faces and felt a lump in my throat. All these years, every expense in this family was paid with the money I earned from late nights, overtime, and project commissions. But all they could see was the $100,000 bonus I did not bring home. “If you can’t make any money, then get out!” My husband grabbed my arm and pushed me toward the door. My daughter was not satisfied and kicked me on the lower back. I did not turn around. I took out my phone and booked the presidential suite at a downtown five-star hotel. My bank account had just received a $1 million dividend payout. It was true that I did not get a year-end bonus. But I got promoted to management. From this day onward, I would receive $1 million in dividends every year.

Ten years after graduation, I funded a scholarship for underprivileged students at my alma mater. During the ceremony's interview segment, one of the scholarship recipients suddenly grabbed the microphone. "That night at the karaoke bar, you forced yourself on me! Aren't you going to take responsibility?" Her words cut through the room, and every student and faculty member turned to look at me. In an instant, I was branded a rapist. The company's stock fell immediately in response. Amid the chaos, I simply stared at the girl in front of me. Had students really become so ruthless just to get what they wanted? Only a few days ago, I had helped her fend off a gang of troublemakers, so how could she turn around and spread lies about me then? Besides, I was a woman. What could I possibly have done to her?

They say, love is like gambling, it's either you'll lose or you'll win. When Cianna marries the man she loves, she can say that she has won. Of course, she already has the person of her dreams. But what if she is not happy? What if her husband never once made her feel that she was his wife, that she had value in him? Can she still consider herself as a winner? No! They say, when you love, you'll fight for him or her. But what if you are tired? What if you can no longer pursue the person who is trying to get rid of you? What will happen When A Martyr Wife Gets Tired? ___ This is a story of a mother and her twin daughters as follows.

Unwanted wedding, that's how their love story started. About two people who both don't like each other at first but eventually they will also love each other. But where they are happy together, there will come an unexpected problem that will separate the two of them. After many years, their path will meet again. Can the former love destroyed by time and opportunity be restored?

Sonia: “Can I trust the man who broke me? Can i forgive without Losing myself?” Damon: “Can I undo the sins of my past? Am I worthy of Sonia's love?” Roman: “Can I love without controlling? Would she ever choose me if I let her be free?” *** When Sonia Parks' father is murdered on that fateful night, she believes she has lost all that truly matters, but nothing cuts as deep as the disappearance of her best friend, Damon Baas. Picking up the pieces of her shattered life, Sonia fights for survival-almost. It was desperation that finally landed her in the hands of Roman Rivera, a man both feared and protective, yet her prison. Eleven years later, Damon returns, now a billionaire with the power to free her from Roman's grip, but his help comes with a price: a marriage that feels more like a transaction than salvation. Their undeniable chemistry aside, the pain from their past still haunting them. Now she finds herself between two men who will not let her go. One was her first love who disappeared when he needed her the most. The other was the man who had stayed. Both are willing to fight for her. Will she risk her heart for a second chance, or will their past destroy them all?

BOOK 1: COMPLETED BOOK 2: ONGOING TW: DARK DESIRES, VIOLENCE, FORCED AND EXPLICIT SCENES Diego Reyes is the Mexican mafia lord in Las Vegas running a sex club. After finding out one of his most trusted men, Antonio Davis, stole money from him, he kills him and plans to do the same to his entire family. That is until he meets Vanessa, Antonio’s youngest daughter. He makes a deal with her that if she and her sister work for him for six months, he’ll let them go, but he wants her all to himself. He’s determined to make her his little pet and consume her mind, body, and spirit. As disgusted as Vanessa should be that she belongs to her father’s murderer, she finds herself enjoying the lifestyle and wanting more.

Aldo doesn't want to get married or date because he thinks he's too perfect for imperfect women. Everyone knows the principle of the perfectionary man. However, when he met Key again. A peculiar girl, has an allergy to tears and hates Aldo a lot. Makes the arrogant youth's ambition collapse. Because, from then until now. No girl is perfect, no girl can be side by side. Except for him-- Key Rogers--. The girl and her childhood best friend who is so insensitive to all the attention that Aldo is giving her.