Flight 828

“Dad, I agree to move to Haven State for the arranged marriage. Let’s do it quickly before I change my mind.” Her father, Joe Stone, replied instantly. “Good girl, I’ll have it sorted within a month at most!” Just an hour ago, Tara Stone had been in the backseat of a luxury car, her soft sighs slipping out as Leo Carter kissed her. His phone rang, and he answered in Genovian, his tone impatient. “Calling at a time like this?” The voice on the other end chuckled. “What’s up? Busy with something important? How much does she resemble Nina Lucas?” Leo absentmindedly stroked Tara’s delicate face. “About seventy percent similar. If you don’t get to the point, I’m hanging up.” “Wait, don’t! Nina’s flight lands tomorrow. She’s returning to revive her career back home. I thought I’d give you a heads-up. Nice of me, right? Your first love, your ‘one true love,’ is back. Think you’ll finally ditch the stand-in? What if she won't leave you?” Leo replied coldly, “There’s no problem money can’t solve.” Tara, her head lowered against the seat, felt her tears streaming uncontrollably. Leo had no idea she understood Genovian. Three years of heartfelt devotion, and to him, she was nothing more than a dog.

Alex Carter has spent his life struggling to make ends meet, haunted by the unsolved murder of his parents. At 23, he finally lands a job as a flight attendant, hoping to leave his painful past behind and build a better future. But everything changes when he meets Captain Damien Russo—the most sought-after pilot in the country. Towering at seven feet tall, dangerously handsome, and impossibly charismatic, Damien is a man of mystery, admired by passengers and feared by those who know his true nature. What starts as stolen glances and secret rendezvous in airport hotels soon turns into a passionate affair. But Damien refuses to come out, keeping their relationship hidden. Alex tries to ignore the red flags—the late-night disappearances, the cryptic phone calls, the way powerful men seem to bow at Damien’s feet. Then the truth crashes down like a storm. Damien Russo isn’t just a pilot; he’s the heir to one of the most powerful drug cartels in the world, using his position to smuggle contraband across borders. And worse—his family may have played a role in the death of Alex’s parents. Torn between love and revenge, Alex is thrust into a world of luxury, deception, and deadly secrets. As rival gangs close in and the FBI tightens its grip, he must make an impossible choice: betray the man who stole his heart or risk everything for a love that was never meant to survive. One thing is certain—no one walks away from the mafia unscathed.

I stopped fighting. The moment I came back, I stepped out of the family spotlight on purpose— no arguments, no expectations, no awkward “let’s bond” moments. And somehow… that’s when my parents lost their minds. They made my little sister the heir? I congratulated them and filed my transfer to the Vegas branch the same afternoon. They threw her a massive coming-of-age gala? I smiled, booked a flight, and left before the invitations were printed. They bought her a limited-edition luxury car? I claimed my “old wrist injury” made driving impossible and insisted she take it. I thought they’d be relieved. I thought they’d finally get their perfect family without me messing up the picture. But instead—my cold, distant parents started calling nonstop. Showing up at my door. Pleading with me to come home. Asking what they did wrong. Why now? Why only when I stopped trying? Because in my last life, I spent decades clawing for their love— only to die bitter, resented, and humiliated. Even my grown son told me I was embarrassing. This time, I came back different. I refused to fight for a place in their world again. I refused to compete with my sister. I refused to beg. But the moment I stepped away… the entire family empire began to crack. And now they’re terrified. Not because I left— but because they finally realized what they lost.

The day my mom was beaten up for being a mistress, I slammed the family crest into my dad’s face. I had been studying abroad, and on my return flight, I came across a video. The title read, [Richest Family’s Heirs Defend Their Mom and Beat Up Mistress.] In the video, my mother was wearing coarse linen clothes while my brothers surrounded her. They were punching and kicking her. They even tore her clothes and cussed her out as a shameless mistress. Her eyes were teary as she desperately tried to explain. However, she was only met with mocking laughter. A stranger in haute couture stood shielded behind them, and she sweetly said, “Alright, I know you’re doing this for me, but we don’t need to waste our time on ungrateful people.” The surrounding guests showered her with birthday wishes and praised her for her graciousness. “This is the grace befitting Mrs. Roth! Do some people really not own a mirror at home?” “A mistress dares to call herself Mrs. Roth? Doesn’t she know the entire Roth family was built on her assets? Which part of her looks like a lady?” Hearing them call her “Mrs. Roth,” I clenched my phone, and the screen reflected my icy expression. I had only been away from home for three years. How did I not know that I had acquired such a despicable “mother”?

To protect my boyfriend, Nico, the illegitimate son of our allies, the Moretti family, from their internal power struggles, I agreed to leave New York with him. But on the eve of my adoptive father, the Don of the Falcone family, signing our transfer orders, he backed out. Through the hidden door of the cigar lounge, I heard his right-hand man tease him: "So you really kept up that act for three months just to get rid of the princess?" "But she's your childhood sweetheart. You really have the heart to some miserable fishing village in the Baltics all by herself?" Nico's voice was nonchalant. "It's just an outpost across the pond. How far can it be?" "Scarlett is too controlling. If I don't get her out of the picture, how am I supposed to get any breathing room? Besides, I need to put Chloe at ease." I stood behind that hidden door for a long time that night, my grip on the doorknob tightening until my knuckles were white, before I finally let go. I turned and walked away, pulling out my tablet to change my flight plan. I changed the destination from the official plan of that desolate Baltic outpost to a seat at the High Table in Sicily, which is the absolute center of old-world Mafia power. Everyone seemed to have forgotten. I am the princess of the Falcone family. And he is nothing but filth from the gutter. We were never a match.

My mate is Ryder Blackwood, Alpha of the pack. As the approaching bonding ceremony, he tells me that his "savior", Isabelle Morrison, is dying. She took a silver dagger meant for him three years ago. Now she is terminal, and her days are numbered. Her last wish, he says, is to leave behind a pup bearing the strongest Alpha blood. I tremble. "What about me? I'm your only mate." His voice is cold, emptied of feeling. "Don't worry. I'll always be your mate." Two days later, I receive the pregnancy test results. Isabelle is five weeks along. Turns out there was never a choice. All I get is a belated notice. What he doesn't know is that I'm the one who took the silver dagger meant for him three years ago. The healer tells me I have, at most, a month to live. I neither weep nor protest. I cancel the bonding ceremony I've dreamed of and quietly book a flight out. It leaves on the very day of the ceremony. Ryder stands at the venue of the canceled ceremony when my message reaches him. It's my unwavering rejection of him as my mate. That's when he finally breaks. For the first time, the Alpha who controls everything tastes a fear that tears the soul. He searches for me frantically, only to find every trace of me erased from his world.

“อ๊อย… อูย… ” ลูกแก้วร้องคราง ยอมรับว่าเริ่มเสียวซ่านมีอารมณ์ ตอนที่มือสากราวกระดาษทรายบีบขยำเคล้นคลึงสองเต้าอวบใหญ่ของหล่อนอย่างแรง มันคลายริมฝีปากที่ประกบดูดกันแน่นเพื่อจูบไซ้ซอกคอลงมาถึงหัวนม ใบหน้าหื่นเหี้ยมกดลงมาซุกไซ้หว่างอก เสาะหาหัวนมในความมืด พอเจอก็จ้วงปากกะซวกดูดดังซ่วบๆ เลียสลับไปมาอย่างตะกละตะกลามจนเจ้าของเต้านมหวามไหว เสียวจนหัวนมแข็งโด่ “ปล่อย… อย่านะ ปล่อยนะ… แกเป็นใคร… ” ลูกแก้วร้องห้าม ขณะเรียวลิ้นสากๆ ของมันยังบดขยี้อยู่ที่เม็ดหัวนมสลับไปมาทั้งสองข้าง จากนั้นหัวใจของหล่อนก็หล่นวูบลงไปอยู่ที่ตาตุ่ม เมื่อชุดนอนลายลูกไม้สีชมพูบางๆ กำลังโดนล้วง มือใหญ่ของผู้บุกรุกไล้ลูบขึ้นมาตามหน้าขาหนีบแน่น พยายามบีบขยำหนอกเนินสวาท เบียดอัดกันแน่นอยู่ที่ซอกขา มันดันต้นขาด้านในของหล่อนให้แบะอ้า ค่อยๆ หงายฝ่ามือ ใช้นิ้วหัวแม่มือแหวกพูเนื้อออกเป็นสองกลีบแล้วกระแทกนิ้วกลางเข้าใส่รูสวาทเสียงดังพลั่ก “อ๊าย… อูย… ” ลูกแก้วสะดุ้งเฮือก นิ้วของมันฝังเข้ามาสุดโคน แต่ละเปลาะปมของข้อเอ็นปูดโปนที่เสียดครูดเข้ามาระหว่างสองกลีบทำเอาหญิงสาวเสียวจนร้องคราง รู้สึกเสียวซ่านตรงหว่างขาและหัวนม

がんだと診断されたその日、夫は私の頬を平手打ちした。 「お前心が歪みすぎてるか！妹の病気まで奪おうとするなんて！」 息子が叫んだ。 「ママ、ひどい！ママなんて大嫌い！」 私は泣きも叫びもせず、静かに診断結果をしまい、自分の墓場を決めた。 十五日後、私はこの街を静かに去り、ひとりで逝くつもりだ。彼らに、跪いて悔いる機会さえ与えずに。

“เธอ..เคยลองทำ..ในรถรึเปล่า” “คุณ..คุณพูดเรื่องอะไร” “หึ เธอไม่เข้าใจเหรอ? งั้น..ฉันพูดอีกครั้ง..ฉันอยากเล่นกับเธอในรถ” "!!" "อ้าส์~ มิลิน..ไม่มีใครตายจากการโดนกระแทกหรอกนะ เธอ..ไม่ต้องกลัว.." "กรี๊ดด!!" ✨ ชีวิตของเธอเปลี่ยนไปทันที ที่ได้เจอกับมาเฟียหนุ่มอีกครั้ง 'เพราะเขาเพียงพร่ำบอกว่าเธอ.....เป็นของเขาเพียงคนเดียว✨ “วันนี้....ฉันมีเวลาไม่มาก” พูดจบมาเฟียหนุ่มก็ดูดเลียนิ้วมือที่เปอะเปื้อนไปด้วยคราบน้ำหวานของหญิงสาวอย่างหน้าไม่อาย “ระ..โรคจิต” “หึ ฉัน....มีเวลาชิมเธอแค่นี้ล่ะ” “ฮึก...ฮือออ” “ถ้าฉันว่าง..เดี๋ยวฉันจะมาหาใหม่” “!!”

'อุบัติเหตุในวันนั้นทำให้เขาเเละเธอถูกจับหมั้นกัน ความสัมพันธ์คำว่าพี่ชายเเละน้องสาวจึงไม่เหมือนเดิมอีกต่อไป เธอจึงกลายมาเป็นคนที่เขาเกลียดมากที่สุด' เหตุการณ์ที่ไม่คาดฝันทำให้เพลิงเเละลูกกวาดกลายมาเป็นคู่หมั้นกัน เพราะโดนมารดาของทั้งสองฝ่ายจับหมั้นหมายเอาไว้ เพลิงพยายามจะปฏิเสธการหมั้น ทว่าลูกกวาดกลับตอบตกลงจึงเป็นต้นเหตุที่ทำให้เพลิงเกลียดลูกกวาดมาก นับจากวันนั้นความสัมพันธ์ของทั้งคู่ก็ไม่เหมือนเดิมอีกต่อไป