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Mark Carlson and I had been a secret couple for three years. He was nothing but my boss at work. But at home, he treated me however he pleased, with no regard for my feelings. One day, I noticed him researching marriage. My heart leapt with joy. I prepared my proof of identity and other relevant documents, thinking he was finally ready, but he went to the marriage registration office with another woman. "You're married now. You should clean up things at home quickly,” one of his friends said, grinning. "Yeah, I should. But honestly, she does not have to leave entirely,” Mark replied with a smirk. I watched as everyone laughed, their faces filled with delight. Tears streamed down my face as I turned away. I pulled out my phone and called my childhood friend, Andy Selton. "You wanted to marry me, didn't you?” I asked, my voice trembling. Later, two weddings were held on the same day. Mark's face filled with regret as he stared at my wedding photo with Andy. In the middle of his ceremony, he left his bride behind and drove to find me. But by then, I was already married to my husband!

A forbidden obsession burned between two men from different worlds. Salvatore Esposito, the notorious Mafia boss known as Diablo, was consumed by his desire for Ethan, a devout pastor. Their paths crossed at Diablo's bar and nightclub, where Ethan's innocence and purity immediately captivated the ruthless devil blackened heart. Diablo's fascination with Ethan grew as he secretly observed the pastor's every move, learning his likes and dislikes but when Ethan's wedding day arrived, Diablo's possessiveness boiled over. He stormed the church in a shocking display of power and Diablo kidnapped Ethan, vowing to make the straight pastor fall in love with him. Ethan, determined to resist Diablo's advances, accepted the challenge but as they navigated their twisted game, a hidden enemy emerged, threatening to destroy both men. However, with each attack that came their way, Ethan began to see Diablo in a different light, glimpsing the complexities beneath the Diablo's facade, he realized that there is more to Diablo than he shows. As the pastor and the devil forged an unlikely understanding, the question remained: could Ethan truly fall in love with Diablo, or was the Mafia boss doomed to suffer for a love that could never be his? Would their differences tear them apart, or could they find a way to bridge the gap between their worlds?

Kedua orangtua Arthur yang tidak merestui hubungan Arthur dengan kekasihnya, memaksa Arthur agar mau dijodohkan dengan gadis pilihan mereka bernama Shakira yang merupakan model yang tengah naik daun. Sikap tenang namun sangat dingin Arthur dan sikap Shakira yang sombong juga arogan, membuat hubungan keduanya sangat rumit dan sulit sehingga tidak mudah disatukan dalam cinta.

“Just as pathetic as I remember you to be, sweetheart.” “I sleep with you because I’m unfortunate to be married to you so don’t bother reading between the lines.” Slapping his treacherous lips away from my own, I huff frantically. “I detest the sight of you, bastard.” He smirks throwing me against the filthy wall of the cave before whispering against my lips, “I know, sweetheart.” Fisting his shirt, I pull him in, “I’ll kill you someday for all your bullshit. The best part is I’ll be hailed as a hero for it.” I dig my nails into his side while digging my heels in his toes. Chuckling, he kissed me with a novel fervour. Too consumed with his taste on my tongue I don’t realize he had taken me off the floor. In times like these he made his hate achingly obvious by his rough groping. When after several seconds he is still ravaging my mouth, I slap his arm to gasp for air but he takes his sweet time devouring life out of me. He let me go only when my life flashes before my eyes. Caressing my hair as I huffed out puffs of air, he smirked. “Good Morning, Nafasm.” I'll remember to add getting away with murder on my bucket list. .... I had everything in life figured out and about half a year to get out of college and finally experience life (Breathy tone) but that's when Sienna, my bitch of a friend, asked me for a favor. Why the hell am I kidnapped? And what is with these people growling like rabid dogs? And please, can anyone tell me why the f*ck, AM I GETTING MARRIED TO THEIR HUNK OF A GANG LEADER WITH UNNATURAL GLOWING EYES?

On my husband's birthday, I ask him for 100 dollars for groceries. Yet he ends up transferring 100 thousand dollars to me, saying that it's "to buy Shannon a bag". A moment later, he bombards me with texts, saying that he transferred the money wrongly and that he wants me to return it to him. "Hello? Why aren't you giving me back the money? Give it back to me, you shameless woman!" Just then, Shannon Lambert updates her social media. "It's his birthday, but he's given me a huge diamond ring. It's so weird, but I love it!" Only then do I realize he's been pretending to be poor all these years. He's spent all his money on Shannon, a student he's been sponsoring. I refuse to transfer the money back to him. Instead, I reply, "I'll give you back half of it once we're divorced."

Terpaksa menikah karena kesalahan satu malam sang adik. Mereka menikah tanpa cinta. Keadaan memaksa Kenan menikahi Jifanya . Pernikahan itu hanyalah jalan keluar dari sebuah masalah besar yang melibatkan keluarganya. Bayulah yang merusak masa depan Jifanya tapi dirinya yang harus bertanggung jawab. Di matanya, Jifanya hanyalah beban—wanita yang hadir di waktu yang salah.Namun, di balik senyum lembutnya, Jifanya menyimpan luka yang bahkan Kenan tak sanggup tebak. Ia mencoba bertahan dalam rumah tangga yang dingin, sementara perlahan hatinya terkikis oleh sikap suami yang tak pernah memandangnya. Ketika rahasia masa lalu mulai terkuak, keduanya terjebak dalam pusaran kebohongan, pengkhianatan, dan perasaan yang tak terduga. Di antara rasa sakit dan amarah, Kenan mulai mempertanyakan: apakah ia siap kehilangan Jifanya… atau justru siap berjuang untuknya? Satu hal yang pasti—cinta mereka tidak pernah sederhana

"Satu...Dua...Tiga...Em...".Hitungan Olin berhenti seiring dengan telunjuknya yang ia biarkan mengudara di atas langit yang mendung. Dia sedang menghitung bintang yang masih bertahan digelapnya awan, sesekali terdengar suara isak tangis yang coba ia tahan, bintangnya satu-persatu menghilang tertutup awan gelap di atas langit sana.Airmatanyapun mengalir tanpa bisa ia cegah, bertepatan pada hitungan terakhir pada bintang yang masih bertahan.Hujan yang turun seolah ingin menemani airmatanya agar tidak terlihat banyak orang.

"Danisa," Panggil Daren, pria berusia 34 tahun yang tidak lain adalah bosnya. "Iya, Pak. Ada yang bisa saya bantu?" jawabnya. "Menikah dengan saya. Dan lahirkan anak untuk saya." Sebuah kalimat yang membuat Danisa mematung di tempat. Tak ada angin dan hujan, tiba-tiba atasannya yang tidak pernah terlihat dekat dengan wanita memintanya untuk menikah dan melahirkan anak. Daren, pria yang tidak mau dekat dengan wanita manapun. Tiba-tiba meminta dirinya untuk menikah dan punya anak dari bosnya sendiri. Memang Danisa suka uang, tapi tidak dengan menjual diri sama pria kaya yang harus mengorbankan mahkota berharganya. Lebih baik Danisa mencari sampingan pekerjaan lain dari pada harus melahirkan anak untuk bosnya.

Elmira terpaksa menikah dengan seorang duda dua orang anak bernama Refan. Keduanya dijodohkan atas kesepakatan kedua orang tuanya. Refan yang saat itu baru saja kehilangan istrinya usai melahirkan anak kedua mereka. Atas alasan kedua anak yang membutuhkan kasih sayang seorang ibu. Mereka memaksa Elmira untuk menikah dengan sang duda, yang saat itu masih duduk di bangku kuliah semester akhir. 💕 Love - Salsabilla Else -

After working abroad for several years, I returned home, only to have my parents arrange a blind date for me. He was tall and strikingly handsome, honest in character, steady in demeanor, and came from an excellent family background. In short, the perfect candidate for a husband. I told myself that sooner or later, marriage was inevitable, so I settled on him. The day before the wedding, I went to the church—only to be stunned by the sight before me. The entire place had been transformed into something sinister and grotesque. The walls were plastered with terrifying photos of corpses, the floor littered with wax figures of severed arms and legs, and even the flowers had been dyed black, dripping with blood-red stains. But the most infuriating part was the image hanging right at the center of the church—an AI-generated picture of me, pinned beneath my fiancé, as he whipped me. My whole body trembled with fury. I stormed at the staff still working on the decorations, ordering them to stop immediately. Just then, his best friend, Nina Cullen, walked in. "Don't stop. Yves prefers this wedding style." I froze, staring at her in disbelief. "How is that possible? Who in their right mind would decorate something as joyous as a wedding with gore? This is insane!" Nina only gave a cold, arrogant laugh. "That's the theme. If you want to marry him, you'll have to accept it." Speechless, I immediately called Yves. "Yves, I'm not interested in getting married in a haunted house. You'd better restore the church to normal; otherwise, this wedding is off."