Fatal Allure Spoiling My Wife

Meet myself Bree Fischer. The daughter of the president and the first lady. I made a sacrifice to get into a contractual holy union to keep my parents secret safe. I did not know making the huge sacrifice will leave out in the cold with many regrets and pain.If only I had an opportunity to take back the hands of time I'd change the my decision. I failed to think about my decision properly. Blinded by love for my family I made an impulsive decision that I am paying a dear price today. I have it all the money and luxury but I do not know the beauty of marriage. I am married on paper. I am a wife to a paper

On our fifth wedding anniversary, I discovered I was two months pregnant. I wanted to surprise Owen Reed with the news. However, on my way home with the gift-wrapped ultrasound report, I got caught in a street shootout. A stray bullet tore into my abdomen. Right as I collapsed on the pavement, writhing in pain, Owen appeared out of nowhere. He had told me he was away on business and would not be home until evening, but here he was, frantically shoving through the crowd. He ran right past me and toward a woman up ahead. "I'm sorry I'm late. Don't worry, nothing's going to happen to you." His voice was soft, gentler than I had ever heard it. He swept her up in his arms and disappeared down the street, surrounded by bodyguards. He never saw me. I was barely three feet away, bleeding out on the ground. When I woke up in the hospital, my baby was gone. That was when I knew I was done with this marriage.

I knock on the door, heart pounding like it always does when I’m about to see him. “Come in,” Justin’s voice calls—cool, smooth, and frustratingly calm. I take a deep breath and walk in, holding the folder tightly. “Here’s the report you requested, sir.” He doesn’t even glance at me. Just keeps typing, his expression unreadable. “You’re late,” he says without missing a beat. I clench my jaw. “There was a delay at the printer—” “No excuses, Joanna. Just do better next time.” Ouch. Professional and cold. As always. I nod, ignoring the sting in my chest. “Yes, sir.” I turn to leave, gripping the doorknob—just one more second and I’ll be out of this weird tension-filled office— “Wait.” I freeze. I turn around slowly. “Yes?” Justin stands now, walking toward me. In his hand, a familiar brown paper bag. He holds it out. “You didn’t have lunch.” I blink. “I’m fine.” “You skipped breakfast too. Eat.” I hesitate. “What is it?” “Chicken pesto. No onions.” My breath catches. He still remembers? “Why are you doing this?” I ask quietly. He shrugs, not meeting my eyes. “I just… remember things.” My fingers brush his as I take the bag. Warmth. Stupid warmth that shouldn’t still feel this familiar. Then, he looks at me—really looks at me. “You shouldn’t skip meals… wife.” Silence. My chest tightens. “Don’t call me that.” But my voice is too soft to sound convincing. I walk out before I say something I’ll regret. His words echo in my mind like a dangerous lullaby. Cold one second. Kilig the next. God… he’s still him. And that’s exactly the problem.

Identical twins. One outrageous lie. A deadly game. Ashley Grey has always lived in the shadow of her adventurous twin, Ashton. But when Ashton convinces Ashley to masquerade as her for a weekend with her husband's icy family, a harmless prank turns into a nightmare. Ashton vanishes, leaving Ashley trapped with a man who seems to despise her. As Ashley struggles to deal with the news about her sister's disappearance, a chilling truth emerges – Ashton's marriage was a web of deception, and Ashley may have inherited more than just her sister's marriage problems. Now, a mysterious stalker threatens to expose Ashley's secret, and the only person she can trust is the very man that doesn't trust her. Can Ashley solve the mystery and unmask her stalker before they strike, or will she become the next victim of a twisted game?

Si Tyronia Gonzales ay anak sa labas ng kanyang ama. Namatay ang ina niya dahil sa panganganak sa kanya kaya naman sa bahay ng ama niya siya nakatira, at lumaki. Kahit pa mayaman ang ama niya ay kahit kailan ay hindi siya naging buhay prinsesa dahil galit sa kanya ang asawa ng ama niya. Walang araw na sinasabi nito na anak lang siya sa labas, at malandi ang ina niya kahit hindi naman totoo. Isang araw dahil nalulugi na ang kompanya ng ama niya ay nakaisip ng paraan ang asawa nito. Nabalitaan nito na naghahanap ng mapapangasawa si Grey Del Rosario. Bibili ito ng mapapangasawa dahil walang gustong magpakasal dito dahil sa sunog nitong itsura. Binenta si Tyronia ng asawa ng ama niya, at wala siyang nagawa. Naging madali din naman kay Tyronia na mahalin ang binata lalo na't mabait ito sa kanya, at binibigay ang lahat ng gusto niya. Pero natatakot siya na baka magbago ang pakikitungo ng binata sa kanya kapag nalaman nitong isa lang siyang bastardo. Pero ang mas malaking tanong ay handa ba siyang makita ang mukha ng asawa na nakatago sa maskara? Handa kaya niya itong tanggapin kapag nalaman niya ang malaki nitong lihim sa kanya?

"From now on, you are mine!" Byron opened Abigail's veil and kissed her lips. Abigail's tears rolled down and shattered her heart into the pieces. The vow she dreamed to take with her love of life. He is the one who destroyed it with his hand. He chooses money in exchange for her, exchange of her love, and at last, she was forced to marry a stranger. She wanted revenge for her lover's betrayal and the stranger Byron offered her to make a deal. He will destroy her ex and in exchange, she needs to fulfill her wife's duty!" Abigail didn't think twice and agreed with him and made a deal. However, she doesn't know the stranger Byron has his own hidden agenda to marry her. What does Byron want from her? How did Abigail's life turn out after getting married to this mystery man? Will it turn out to be a fairy tale or the worst nightmare for her?

“Three wives. Three funerals. And now… I’m his fourth bride.” Everyone says Dominic Sterling is cursed. His first three wives died mysteriously, one after the other. I never planned to be his next bride, but with my family drowning in debt, I had no choice. Now I’m trapped in his mansion, surrounded by secrets I don’t understand. The halls feel haunted by the women who came before me, the staff watch me too closely, and Dominic himself… he’s a man I can’t figure out. Cold one moment, protective the next. And just when my heart starts betraying me, falling for him, I realize the past isn’t as buried as I thought. Someone is watching me. Someone wants me gone. If I don’t uncover the truth soon, I’ll become the next Sterling bride to meet her funeral.

After being forced to give my wife's first love my heart, I died in the hallway of the private hospital she had personally founded. My six-year-old son, Ash, had already begged her thrice by the time I had drawn my last breath. The first time was when he tugged on her hand, saying I was coughing up blood. Sneering, she claimed, "So he's finally learned something—teaching his kid how to lie." Then, she had the bodyguards throw him out of the room. The second time was when he clung to her sleeve, insisting that I rambled nonsense due to the pain. "It's just a heart transplant," she opined with a frown. "The doctor already said he won't die." At that, the bodyguards stepped in again and dragged him away. The third time was when he fell to the ground, clutching her pant leg with all his strength, crying that I had already passed out. She finally lost her temper by this point, grabbing Ash by the throat and hurling him out of the room. "I have already said it—Howard isn't going to die. Dare to disturb Skye's rest again, and I'll throw both of you out of this hospital," she warned. To save me, my son pawned the most precious thing he owned—his St. Christopher medal—to a nurse. "Ma'am," he said. "I don't need to live a long life. I just want my dad to live." She accepted the medal and was about to arrange for me to be transferred to the last available room. However, my wife's first love, Skye Whitley, had someone block the doorway with his pet dog. He mentioned, "Sorry, kid. Your mom's worried I'll get bored if I can't see my dog. This room is reserved for him."

Do you believe in love after marriage? The accidental meeting and unexpected love brought Dustin Ibarra and Irish Rebana together. Dustin accidentally hit Irish with his car one rainy day while Irish was running across the road that day. He helped Irish and brought her to the hospital. He paid all her bills and medicines. He also gave Irish enough compensation for what happened. Irish apologized to him. She was the wrong one that day for suddenly running across the road that’s why the accident happened. They meet again accidentally on the road while Dustin is figuring out the solution to his Grandfather’s demand for him to inherit the company by getting married. He offered Irish for a contract marriage and Irish accepted his offer because of her mothers circumstances. They married secretly. She works in Dustin’s company and they live together to fulfill their husband and wife duty and to show to Dustin’s Grandfather that they live happily as a couple. Problem arises and Irish leave Dustin without him knowing where they are. Three years passed and they met again. Their Feelings for each other remained even though they never saw each other for so long.

Ashin Johnstone has never loved someone as much as she loved her husband, Kristoff Washington. She had spent most of her life crushing hard on him and was really elated that she finally married him in a pragmatic marriage. But she knew that he doesn't love her, not the way she wanted him to. She knew that he will never love her like a woman. He will never want her like the way she desires him. As painful as it is, she has learned to understand him and his feelings for her. She was trying to be contented with her life with him. She was trying to be contented with her relationship with him. After all, she is the legal wife. Everyone who would want him would go through her first because she's recognized one. She's the lawful wife.