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"Accept it! You cannot fucking run away from me. You can NEVER escape from me. It would be better for you if you just accept that your fate is with ME. You are mine!" She shut her eyes and sobbed quietly beneath him. She knew she could never escape from him; she knew he would never let her go. But that didn't stop her from trying. That would never stop her from trying. She swallowed her fear and looked back at him with her tearful big eyes. "I-I'm not yours! I can never be yours, master. I am just a maid who works in your house. Y-you have no right to claim me yours like this." She threw back. It didn't shock Alexander, it amused him. His fiery cat was finally able to open her mouth in front of him. They both stared at each other with an intensity that was hard to explain. "You are mine, Emma. You were mine the moment I laid my eyes on you. You were mine when I saw you for the first time when you opened the door for me. You were mine when I saved you from the guy at the party who almost raped you..." He gritted at the bitter memory. "You were mine since the first time my heart skipped a beat whenever I saw you...You are mine and you will always be mine." She heard the unbuckling sound of his belt and her eyes widen in fear. She pushed him as hard as possible but that didn't stop him. In a blink of an eye, he tore her dress and once again claimed her as his.

Layla Emilliene Ponce is a troublemaker with a purpose. She helped people through her tactic even it was against the school's rules and regulations. She is careless. Ever since she entered senior high, she's either got suspended or always summoned in guidance, but it never leads to a more serious case. Now she's in her last year of senior high. Her life turned upside down when she meets the newly elected student council's president— Cadence Lou Montes. The strict one. The perfectionist. Students should obey his rules no matter what. Layla and Cadence had a bitter start, a perfect example of a dog and cat, and if a stare could kill, they were both buried on the ground already, which is why Layla hates him. Their first impression of each other isn't something should ask for them. Surely, just answering it would look as if they are cursing each other. When Layla got rejected by her long time crush, Calum, she always encountered Cadence. Both seemly didn't expect what will come ahead of them. But when an unexpected situation came, they both learned each other's past and family situation. Unconsciously, they became close. Eventually, they turned from enemies to lovers. Nevertheless, no one expected the twist of fate. Layla thought she already knows Cadence well, but it turns out he's the other way around. He has a dark secret. He has a long-time girlfriend— Aria that currently in a coma due to a car accident. A big mistake and the dark secret that made Layla doubt his feelings for her, especially when she knew she was his first love.

On the day of my seventh wedding anniversary, my husband's lover gave my son a pet cat. My pregnancy made me allergic to cat fur, and rashes appeared all over my body. Sensing that it might lead to a miscarriage, I told my son to return the cat. "I'm keeping it!" my five-year-old son, Zachary, protested. He pushed me and said, "I hate having you as my mom! I want Aunt Lynn to be my mom!" My husband, Quinton Locke, tore into me. "Why did you have to develop an allergy now, out of all times? Is your jealousy blinding you to the point where you won't even consider your son 's feelings? You're being unreasonable!" He carried Zachary up and left with the cat. They had eschewed me in favor of Lynn Shelbert, Quinton's lover and the 'apple of his eye'. I collapsed on the ground, watching as blood began to soak my pants. At that moment, I knew I had suffered a miscarriage. I felt an unimaginable pain while I was in the hospital. My husband and son went traveling with Lynn, resembling a happy family of three. Lynn sent me a message. [Do you know why Quinton married you even though he's hopelessly in love with me? Well, I wanted a son and a daughter, but I didn't want to bear the risks that come with pregnancy. It's a shame you had a miscarriage.] Despair engulfed me that very instant. I hired a lawyer to prepare the divorce papers and took a flight back to my hometown. My sole wish was to never see Quinton and Zachary again.

À la cinquième année de mon mariage avec Thomas Mercier, la fille qu'il entretenait dans un hôtel a été exposée au grand jour, et tout le monde l'a su. Pour éviter qu'elle ne porte l'étiquette de « maîtresse », Thomas est venu me trouver avec les papiers de divorce en disant : « M. Laurent m'a aidé autrefois, et avant sa mort il m'a confié Claire. Maintenant que cette affaire a éclaté, je ne peux pas rester les bras croisés. » Toutes ces années, Claire a toujours été le premier choix de Thomas. Dans ma vie précédente, quand j'ai entendu ces paroles, je me suis effondrée en hurlant, refusant catégoriquement de divorcer. Jusqu'à ce que je développe une dépression sévère, et que Thomas, à cause d'une simple phrase de Claire : « Élodie n'a pas l'air malade », décide que je simulais, persuadé que je jouais la comédie. Il m'a piégée en me faisant passer pour infidèle et a directement demandé le divorce. C'est alors que j'ai compris que je ne pourrais jamais rivaliser avec cette dette de reconnaissance. Désespérée, j'ai mis fin à mes jours. Quand j'ai rouvert les yeux, j'ai signé sans hésitation ces papiers de divorce.

“You’ve come to kill me detective?” He whispered against her skin as he gently grasped her arm and turned her to him. Jude swallowed a gulp and looked up at him. His eyes were a cobalt shade of blue behind the mask, daring, cold and terrifying. “And you’ve come to me to be killed?” She replied in a hushed tone, gathering a lot of nerve and taking a step closer to him. Detective Jude Laurent should arrest Cassien, the deadly Maestro who now controls The Black Rose syndicate. Instead, she finds herself drawn into a dangerous game of cat and mouse, risking everything to uncover the truth about the organization that has haunted her since childhood. The same organization she believes holds the answers to her parents’ death in what everyone called a tragic house fire. But Jude has no idea she’s been walking straight into a trap years in the making. The real mastermind behind The Black Rose has been watching her every move, orchestrating her pain from the shadows. Someone who shaped her into the perfect weapon for revenge. And they’ve been waiting for this moment since the night her world burned. Now, as Jude hunts the man who’s becoming her obsession, and Cassien finds himself equally captivated by the detective who should be his enemy, neither realizes they’re both pawns in a much deadlier game. Because the person who destroyed Jude’s world isn’t the criminal she’s chasing. It’s someone far closer than she could ever imagine. And their final move is about to destroy everything she’s ever believed about her past, her purpose, and the man she can’t stop wanting. Some obsessions are worth dying for. Others are designed to kill you.

William Thornton, un puissant milliardaire, a perdu sa femme dans un tragique accident d'avion. Profondément marqué par cette perte, il se replie sur lui-même, se consacrant à sa fille Emily et à ses affaires, tout en refusant catégoriquement de s'ouvrir à une nouvelle aventure amoureuse. Tout change lorsqu'il rencontre Bella Montgomery, une serveuse de bar le soir et une escorte girl le jour, cherchant à échapper à sa situation difficile. Leur rencontre fortuite les entraîne dans une relation complexe et passionnée. Bella apporte une nouvelle lumière dans la vie de William, réveillant son cœur endormi depuis trop longtemps. Entre les défis de la société et les secrets qui entourent le passé de Bella, leur histoire d'amour est mise à l'épreuve. Emily, la fille de William, joue un rôle crucial en rapprochant ces deux mondes apparemment opposés. William Thornton et Bella Montgomery se laissent emporter par la passion de leur amour. Cependant, James Harrison, l'ancien meilleur ami de William, est résolu à détruire ce dernier et pense pouvoir utiliser Bella pour atteindre ses objectifs. Réussira-t-il à accomplir son plan machiavélique ? L'amour de Bella pour William sera-t-il assez fort pour résister aux menaces de Harrison ? Plongez dans la lecture de cette histoire captivante pour découvrir les réponses à ces questions enflammées.

"Oh, dear officer, would you like to play a game?" The Mafia asked, twirling a knife in his hands. "Game? The only game I know it's sending you to jail," Wade took out the handcuffs and wanted to cuff his hands. Suddenly before Wade knew it, he was spun around and pushed against the wall. Shit! Did this bastard just handcuffed him?! "Hey! How dare you -" "Handcuffed an officer?" The man laughed wickedly. Wade's face paled and he froze. Fuck! This bastard tricked him! "Officer," the man dragged his finger across Wade's lips seductively, "How dare you enter my territory without my permission?" "Y-you," Wade's body shook with rage. Who was this man?! His fighting skills were obviously better than his, yet he had been pretending all along! "You must be curious about me," His fingers caressed the curve in Wade's back, sending a shiver down his spine. What happens when duty clashes with an irresistible attraction to a dangerous enemy? Newly appointed police chief Wade Harrington is on a relentless mission to cleanse the city of crime. As he delves into a perplexing missing person case, he stumbles into the lair of the world's most notorious criminal, the enigmatic Mafia King, Vincenzo Luciano. Vincenzo is a master of getting under Wade's skin, challenging him at every turn, and haunting his dreams. As their confrontations intensify, the lines between duty and desire blur, igniting a fiery passion neither can deny. Destined to be enemies, like oil and water, Wade and Vincenzo are inexplicably drawn to each other. Their encounters spark a dangerous game of cat and mouse, where Wade's attempts to capture Vincenzo only lead him deeper into the Mafia King's seductive grasp. Will Wade uphold his duty, or will he succumb to the magnetic pull of his greatest adversary?

Elena had once believed that silence could mean safety. That a gentle hand and a warm cup of tea placed quietly on her desk every morning could be a form of love. Lucien was never cruel—not in the obvious ways. He remembered how she liked her eggs, noticed when she swapped her perfume, and sent flowers on days he knew she wouldn’t expect them. He raised her like one would raise a pet—softly, without question. And Elena, foolish in the way only the very lonely can be, mistook his quiet affection for devotion. She told herself he was reserved. Mysterious. That love didn’t always wear its heart on its sleeve. But when the old flame returned—the one who spoke his language without needing to try—Elena saw it. The difference. He looked at her like a man who had found his lost religion. And Elena? She had simply been convenient. No tears, no scene. Just papers on the breakfast table, beside the eggs he cooked perfectly. She didn’t accuse or beg. She only asked for freedom. He didn’t sign. He chuckled. A soft, dismissive sound. “A cat raised indoors doesn’t know how to survive on the street, Elena. You’ll come back." But she didn’t. She disappeared, like smoke—except she didn’t vanish, not really. She lived. She wore colour again. Laughed at bad jokes. Let strange men hand her coffee and ask for her number. Lucien? He watched. He watched her become someone without him. And it drove him mad. The night he cornered her outside the gallery, rain in his hair and desperation in his eyes, he looked like a man undone. "Elena," he breathed, "please. Look at me. Just once." She did. Calm as ever, and her love already gone.

"Do you miss me Bella...mia" She could recognize that voice even in her sleep. She stood frozen looking at him with wide eyes. "W..what.." she tried speaking but immediately closed her mouth breathing hard. She glared at him HARD while a handsome smirk appeared on his face. "What the hell are you doing in my house?!" she said,his eyes moving across her body especially on her exposed legs. He suddenly stood on his feet and she moved back, his presence affecting her. "What happened to your elbow" he asked. That was actually the first thing he noticed when she stepped out of the bathroom with a red towel wrapped around her tiny frame. "Why should I tell you that. I owe you no explanation" She said feeling uncomfortable under his scrutinized gaze. He took three long strides towards her before pinning her to the wall, his hot breath fanning her neck. Lexi could feel her heart pounding in her chest as her eyes met his ocean blue eyes. She hates to deny it but he grew much more handsome than before. A slow smirk appeared on his lips as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Lexi shook, trying to push him off but he stood gallantly like a statue, his height towering above her. " Let me ..go.. now" her voice hoarse. " I hate repeating myself Lexi. You might wanna start talking" Lexi Thompson, a retired cop, is trapped in a toxic game of cat and mouse with Antonio Saint Claire, a ruthless mafia kingpin. Lexi Thompson thought she'd escaped Antonio Saint Claire's toxic grasp but his obsession runs deep. Now she must play by his rules to preserve her sanity. Will she find a way to break free, or will their twisted love consume them both ?.

Prologue Ashley KITS est une fille arrogante et impolie. Elle se croit tout permis car ses parents sont très riches. C'est ainsi, qu'elle fera souffrir un jeune homme du nom de Ray BRAND au cours de la terminale, dans son établissement "LES ÉLITES" pour une raison des plus inutiles. Ray va se promettre de ne pas l'oublier… 4 ans plus tard… << Mais non papa tu ne peux pas me faire ça ! >> Dit Ashley énervée << Si je peux te faire ça. >> Dit Mr. KITS avec un grand calme << C'est mon droit et je suis ton unique enfant. Alors comment peux-tu me refuser cela ? >> Dit Ashley encore toujours énervée << Va chercher du travail dans une entreprise et arrive à faire 1 an dans l'entreprise sans qu'on ne te renvoie et là, tu pourras venir travailler ici en tant qu'assistante ou Directeur adjoint que tu veux. >> Lui répliqua son père Ashley sortit du bureau de son père très furieuse après cette entrevue. Mais elle savait que son père était catégorique sur sa décision alors elle chercha de l'emploi et l'entreprise immobilière " BRAND Immobilier " accepta son dossier. C'est avec une grande joie qu'elle quitta la maison ce premier jour de travail avec sa voiture PRADO neuve en se disant qu'elle allait montrer à son père ce qu'elle vaut, mais une fois au bureau quelle ne fut sa surprise de découvrir que le patron, celui dont elle sera l'assistance n'est personne d'autre que Ray BRAND. << Toi ici ! >> Dit Ashley avec un visage remplit de surprise << Pardon ! On se connait vous et moi ? Ou mon travail se fera tout seul ?... >> Répliqua Ray le visage fermé << Désolée monsieur ! >> Répondit Ashley tout doucement au risque de perdre son boulot. Ces 1 an dans cette entreprise sera-t-il un enfer de haine pour Ashley ou un enfer d'amour ?