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"You've earned it. Every bit of pride, every moment of celebrating your success." As she drifted off to sleep, Claire thought about that security footage - that moment of chaos that had seemed like rock bottom. The worst day of her life, or so she'd thought. But rock bottom had been her foundation. The place where everything started to build upward. And sometimes the best things in life began with a mess, a mistake, a moment of absolute disaster. Sometimes love starts with spilled coffee. And sometimes, if you were very lucky and very brave, it ended with forever.

They would have killed him but a man in his mid forties saved him and took him in. He took care of him. He made sure Mile regained all his strength. He trained him to be strong. He taught him to fight. And only then Mile got to know that the man belongs to the Mafia. The dark side of the world. Mile could leave it if he wanted to. But he didn’t. Power.... Money.. What else one needs? He got everything after that kind man died. He gave everything to Mile. And since then his men were loyal to Mile. He met Natt during an exhibition for the business market. He was taking chances to expand his business of fruits and vegetables import export. But lost his heart.

“Look at her! She’s ruining my reputation! That horrible woman! I hate her!” Lucas tried to calm her, “It’s okay, honey. The fortune teller said the fate swap is in progress. Just wait for a few more days. I’ve got her fate. We’ll never run out of money. “I’ll take you shopping for houses, cars, planes, and yachts! Will you still care about something this small then?” Zoe was mesmerized by his promises and held her breath. “Honey, promise me you’ll love me forever.” “Of course.”

“They’ll follow the cause.” He leaned on the stone beside her. “You are the cause.” A beat of silence. Then she asked, quietly, “Do you think we can win?” Kieran didn’t answer right away. Then: “I think you’ve already made the impossible possible. And I think Lucian knows it.” Selene nodded, her thoughts churning. She could feel the pull of fate tightening like a snare. The moon hung high and full above them now, casting silver light across the land.

Diana paused. When she spoke again, her voice was gentle yet sincere, "You're a good person, Fiona. I wish you happiness, whatever path you choose now." I smiled, when I suddenly remembered about my ring when I saw my conspicuously empty finger. The ring was a family heirloom—I was supposed to bestow it openly with my Mate as a token of our love. And I did just that right after I fell for Duke, but he didn't know that it was a family heirloom back then.

"Thank you...I don't know how to repay you." The owner smiled. "Just show up later, and we'll call it even. Name's Joe, by the way." Valle nodded, a small smile on his lips. "Valle. I'll be here, Joe." As Valle turns to leave, he's suddenly struck by an intoxicating scent that courses through his veins like liquid fire. His head spins, and his heart races with a primal intensity. He's caught in the grip of a ancient instinct, one that cannot be denied.

"So he tested me like I was a product." "He confirmed what he already knew," Graves corrected calmly. "And as a result, you were written into his estate plan. Retroactively and irrevocably." Anya leaned back in her chair, the white walls around her suddenly too close. "He could've called," she said. "Written. Anything." Graves didn't answer. "He could've said something. Anything." Still nothing. "And now I'm supposed to believe this is his idea of a gift? A fortune I didn't ask for, tied in knots, handed to me by a stranger?"

"I'll work for you under one condition." I say. "What's that?" "You'll marry me", He smirks revealing breathtaking dimples "Are you sure about that?." I pause for a moment then look straight into his eyes "I'm sure." I would marry Giovanni D'Errico and find a way to get back my fortune. Whatever it takes. Emily Rivera is trapped in a loveless marriage of three years with an unfaithful husband which eventually ends up in divorce papers. Devastated and heartbroken, she goes back to her parents' house and is even more devastated when she finds out her father was dead, she is hit with an even more shocking revelation, her father Alfonso Rivera had left behind a billion d

He stood before the familiar, steady eyes, the hint of a smile he had once been the sole recipient of. He whispered his words for Joe alone: "We made it, Joe. We're not just bound by fortune." A single, proud tear traced a path down his cheek, unseen by anyone but the man in the portrait. "We are the fortune." A blaze of fireworks blossomed across the sky outside, a kaleidoscope of colors reflected in the dark glass of the Ekon-Brian Tower, a thousand fleeting stars against an immortal city, the pulse of a dynasty never to fade. ---

“These four were chosen and each of them was given magical gemstone called philosophers stone. The stone was used to rule over two worlds. However, the fifth goddess called chaos of death- the goddess of Fortune felt jealous and angry. She felt cheated because she was not chosen even though it was a draw in battle with the goddess of life. “The goddess of Fortune was by nature created powerful and beautiful. She believed that she ought to be chosen above all other goddesses. However, the goddess of foresight and destiny did not agree with her and so she became a rival and enemy. Fortune felt insulted that the weak goddess of foresight was chosen by the gods over her who was powerful. She dec