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I spent five years by Casey Fusco's side, turning him from a beggar in the slums to a mafia Don. On the second day he put on the family ring, his first love came knocking on our door with an ultrasound report. Casey pushed the divorce papers toward me with a sorry look on his face. "She's pregnant. I have to give her the position of Donna." My brethren tried to talk me out of doing something foolish, since I had nearly lost my life while trying to help him climb up the ranks. But contrary to their expectations, all I did was sign the papers calmly without making a fuss. "Congratulations on having your wish come true, Don Fusco."

My wife and I were both liars. She lied to me 99 times. "I'll forget all about him, I swear." That man was her first love. She never did forget about him. I only lied to her one time. To get her to sign the divorce papers. Time came to the final day of the cooling-off period. Three hours before it was up, I packed up all my stuff and bought a flight ticket to another country. Two hours before it was up, I cut up all my photos that had her in it, leaving only myself. One hour before it was up, I placed the divorce papers on the table. When she saw the papers, they drove her mad.

Le jour où je devais essayer des robes de mariée avec Charles Jaspier, le chef de la mafia que j'avais aimé pendant sept ans, je suis entrée avec le plus grand espoir dans la boutique en tenant un rapport de test de grossesse. Mais j'ai entendu par hasard une conversation qui a tout brisé. « L'enregistrement du mariage avec Ellis Olsen n'était qu'une mesure temporaire, » a-t-il déclaré calmement à son plus proche confident. « Mon frère est mort dans une fusillade. Elle était enceinte du seul héritier de la famille Jaspier. Sans statut légal, ni elle ni l'enfant y survivraient. » « Tout le monde les maltraiterait. » Un cigare entre les doigts, sa voix était froide, teintée d'impuissance. « Zoey Qandor ne peut pas posséder de statut légal - mais je peux lui donner tout le reste. Mon amour. Mon argent. Elle ne doit jamais l'apprendre. » J'ai saisi le rapport de teste de grossesse avec le cœur mort. Ma meilleure amie m'a aidée à créer une nouvelle identité pour que Charles ne me retrouve jamais et que je puisse disparaître de son monde. S'il ne pouvait pas offrir à mon enfant et à moi une famille complète, alors il valait mieux rompre net cet amour bâti sur la responsabilité et les mensonges, une fois pour toutes.

“Sign it.” Axton’s calm voice echoed in the room. The kind of calm that made silence deafening. He pushed the divorce papers across the polished desk, his expression cold and composed. The pen rolled until it stopped in front of her hand. Isla’s fingers trembled slightly as she picked it up. The golden ring on her finger glinted under the office light, a cruel reminder of everything that was about to end. Three years of marriage, three years of smiles and unspoken tenderness, now reduced to a signature line. They had never married for love, binded by a contract signed for convenience, destined to expire the moment it no longer served its purpose. And yet somewhere along the way, Isla had forgotten it was only temporary.

"Let's get a divorce." I threw the divorce papers at him. "Nina, you're exaggerating." He stared at me coldly. "You won't sign them? Fine. I'll take them to court. I'm sure the press will have a field day with that." ***For years, Nina has hoped that Jaxon’s coldness would thaw, that the bond they should have shared as mates would finally blossom into real love. However, when she got pregnant and was informed of the miscarriage, her heart was broken. Jaxon only loved his ex-girlfriend, and when Nina divorced Jaxon, he found out that she was the hidden Alpha heir of the Valens Pack. How can he win her back?

Rain Stanton thought she was mentally prepared, but she couldn’t stop her trembling hands. She took the envelope and opened it. Sitting quietly in the envelope was a Divorce Agreement. Rain felt as if her heart was cut by a blunt knife and asked, “What have I done wrong, Payton? Please give our marriage a chance.” Her husband, Payton Phillips, looked at her coldly and replied, “I have never loved you, Rain. The gentleness and tenderness I gave you were not meant for you. When I was in bed with you, I had Zara in my mind. You are nothing but a substitute. I give you five days to sign the divorce agreement.” Rain was not aware that Payton had a first love, if life had a rewind button….

Astrid finds her cousin having an affair with her mate, her sweetheart and although she was willing to ignore what she had seen and go on with being Alpha Halfdan's mate, she got rejected by him and was forced to sign a divorce paper. Astrid had no other choice but to do as they said. She is pained and heartbroken that all she craved for was a drink. One drink to clear her head,one drink to end her misery. But getting to the bar, she gets captured by the stunning sight of an unknown Alpha. Just to get revenge on Alpha Halfdan, she drinks to stupor and has a one night stand with the stranger she met at the club. But little did she know that just a night could make or mar her... What happens next?

“Sign the contract. Give me an heir. Then, disappear.” Liora Hayes has sixty minutes. $500,000 or her mother dies. No money. No hope. No way out. Then Darian Volkov walks in. The ruthless "Ice King" of Luminaire Corp doesn't want her heart. He wants an heir. The deal is simple: 1. Carry his child. 2. Get the money. 3. Never return. But the Volkov mansion is a cage. Inside, Liora finds a lethal secret: Darian didn't choose her by chance. He is the son of the man who destroyed her father. Now, she is carrying the baby of her greatest enemy. The debt was paid in blood. The contract was signed in lies. What happens when the Ice King refuses to let his "asset" go?

A loud bang echoed against the door. My heart pounded as I recognized the voice that followed—it was my husband he despised me more than anything in this world. He was here to torment me again, forcing me to sign the divorce papers willingly which I refuse and becouse of this, he vows to turture me till death. ----- After a one-night stand with a stranger, Laura was shocked to discover that the man was none other than her boss—the ruthless billionaire. Consumed by a love obsession for Laura, he vowed to make her his, even if it meant tearing the world apart. Determined to have her, he offered Laura’s husband an enormous sum of money. The only condition was for him to make his wife Laura, signed a divorce paper with him and it must be willingly.

Isabella Harrods is a young journalist who meets Terrence Langston, the CEO of Langston's jewelry and the son of the most notorious mafia lord, who was assassinated by his own son, Terrence. Following their meeting, a serial killer imitating Terrence's father's killing pattern emerges, triggering Terrence's PTSD. Even though there is a serial killer on the loose, their hate-to-love relationship blossoms. Terrence forces her to sign a blood contract stating that only death can keep them apart. As the murder rate and Terrence's recurring PTSD skyrocket, Isabella decides to track down the perpetrator. Having sealed a blood deal with him, what happens when she walks in on him while carrying a severed human head?