Novel & Cerita Four-day Workweek Book

“One day earlier or later—what’s the difference?” Henry asked calmly. It was my thirtieth birthday. The deadline of the promise he made beside my dying mother’s bed. But that day, he needed to take his pregnant sister-in-law to her prenatal appointment. “She’s carrying my late brother’s only child,” he said. “Why are you fighting her for this?” I wasn’t fighting for a date. I was fighting for the last shred of dignity in a fifteen-year love. The girl who once meant everything to him Had slowly become the unreasonable one. The sister-in-law who used to disgust him Had somehow become the one he needed to protect. So I smiled and said, “Fine.” And I left. Three days later, I turned thirty without him. That was the day Henry Jones began to regret it. Because soon he would learn— The baby wasn’t his brother’s. The betrayal didn’t start with me. And the woman he chose to hurt… was the only one who ever stood by him. But by then—I was already gone. And this time,He would be the one begging.

When the earthquake struck on what should have been our fourth wedding anniversary, my supposedly devoted and family-oriented husband, Lionel Brooks, abandoned me and our children, who were trapped under the rubble. Despite our children's pleas for help, Lionel left without a second thought, carrying his former flame, Fiona Smith, and her daughter to safety. While Fiona and her daughter escaped with minor injuries, my precious children had their chests pierced by steel beams, leaving this world forever. It was such a twisted fate. What was meant to be a day of celebration turned into an annual day of mourning for my beautiful children. A week later, during my children's funeral, Lionel had the audacity to call and ask which hospital the kids were in. It was laughable—after ensuring Fiona and her child were comfortable and safe, he finally found time to check on his flesh and blood. I could only say, "You finally remembered your children after a whole week? Lionel, I hope you rot in hell."

On our seventh wedding anniversary, my wife handed me a divorce agreement that was valid for seven days. She had fallen for a male intern at her company who was seven years younger than her. She wanted to experience what she called a proper romance with him, one that would last exactly seven days. On the first day, they booked an entire private cinema and made love to each other from the entrance to their seats. On the second day, they went to the seaside to set off fireworks, and the light spread across half the skyline of Veyron. On the fifth day, the intern burst into an art exhibition I hosted and cried in front of the entire press. He accused me of coming between them. That same evening, the story of a rising painter becoming a homewrecker for love reached the top of the trending searches, and the hate comments poured in. On the sixth day, my wife apologized to me on the intern’s behalf, and his punishment was a three‑day ban from shopping. On the seventh day, my wife finally sensed something was wrong. She called me ninety‑nine times and reminded me that we were supposed to reconcile the next day. I replied with a single “okay” and quietly told my assistant to arrange for my luggage to be shipped out. What she did not know was that seven days earlier, I had already made plans to go abroad to continue my studies. This time, I was done playing her game.

I was the Falcone family's top consigliere. Their brain. And today, I was walking away—handing over the books to every legitimate business I ran, severing my final tie. My protégé couldn't understand. "You're the future of this family, Aurelia. You can't just leave." I shook my head with a bitter smile. They didn't know. I'd been secretly married to the Don, Vittorio Falcone, for three years. I thought my looks, my mind, and everything I gave him would be enough to win all of his love. A hit at the docks three months ago showed me the truth. I took thirteen bullets. Emergency. I needed the family surgeon—which required Vittorio's direct order. I called him over a dozen times. But when he finally answered, all I heard was a soft, breathless voice on his end. "Vittorio, we haven't cut my birthday cake. Will you hold my hand and cut it with me?" That voice. My best friend. The woman Vittorio once had a crush on. Carina. In the safe house, weak from blood loss, I dug the bullet out myself and had one of my men rush me to a family clinic. Right before they wheeled me into the OR, Vittorio burst in—carrying Carina. Twisted ankle. Needed a doctor. Now. My surgeon was dragged away. The antibiotics came too late. The wound got infected. I fought for my life for a week. When I woke up, I stared at my phone. Not a single message. The tears finally came. I understood. I was just the woman he'd been forced to marry after he was drugged and slept with me. A scandal averted. All he cared about was my value and his reputation. And me? The secret princess of the Rossi family, who gave up everything to build his empire. All for nothing. So I prepared four parting gifts. A celebration of our mutual destruction. Then he'd never see me again.

"N-No! F-Four is too much for me! I won't be able to handle them!" In a midnight bus ride, four of my husband's work colleagues have me pinned down on a seat. Soon, I feel my legs getting wrenched apart by force. The man standing before me takes off his belt before whipping it across my perky butt heavily. "Spread your legs! Women like you are meant to give us pleasure!" After that, he tears my soaked panties off my body.

It is supposed to be just a normal day for Rissa Williams, but she starts it will give a bomb drop on her head. She is getting married. After being imprisoned for the offence her step sister committed she had to bail herself by marrying the cold billionaire son and a jerk. Will she agree to marry a man she has not met before? Find out more in this thrilling story.

Ava has always been different, and in a pack where strength is everything, different is dangerous. As a child, her unique abilities made her a target, bullied mercilessly by the Alpha and Beta heirs and the girls who envied her. But Ava's spirit refused to break, and when she finally comes of age, she discovers just how powerful and desirable her difference truly is. In the lead up to her 18th birthday, her life takes an unexpected turn. The very same Alpha and Beta heirs who tormented her are not just drawn to her - they are her fated mates. The four of them are bound to her by a destiny that promises to change their world; whether it's for the better or worse remains to be seen. As old grudges simmer and new dangers arise, Ava and her mates must navigate a treacherous path. Her abilities, once a source of ridicule, become the key to their survival. But the road to love is never easy, especially when it's shared between enemies-turned-lovers. Together, they must face the shadows of their past and the forces that threaten their future. Can Ava truly forgive and embrace the bond that destiny has woven, or will the secrets of her abilities tear them apart forever? In a world where power rules and the past is never far behind, Ava must fight for a love that was written in the stars - or risk losing everything.

Aurora Morrison- a 23 yr old kind-hearted, independent, and from a middle-class family. She always had a clear vision of what she wanted in life but her dreams broke when her parents pushed her to marry. Owen Skylar- 29 yr old and the eldest of the four brothers. His character is distinguished by a strong sense of duty and steadfast dedication to the family legacy. And this duty and affection for his family prompted him to marry a girl against his will. Ryan Skylar- 27 yr old man whose ambition has no limits. Through his hard work, he established a million-dollar company from the ground up. However, despite his lavish residences and rising enterprise, he has always struggled with relationships. Among these interpersonal troubles, he is obliged to make a commitment to a girl. Asher Skylar- 26 yr old, a well-known actor and global sensation. Despite his fame, he is troubled by the thought that he has never been genuinely seen for who he is, but rather for the persona he has crafted for the public eye. He has yet to find someone who genuinely understands him despite his onscreen identity. Perhaps he found the one when he was forced to marry a girl. Ian Skylar- 24 yr old and the youngest of four brothers. He is a free-spirited, athletic college student who is still figuring out where his future is going, but one thing is certain, he's enthusiastic about football. He prefers to enjoy life's simple joys rather than becoming weighed down by the intricacies of adult responsibilities, which come on his shoulders when he is compelled to marry a girl. Will forced marriage change the fate of five people for the better or worse, with different twists and turns at each stage, making their relationship dynamics challenging?

Because to fulfill her mother's will, Maddy Howard was forced to marry the leading man in the financial world - Lukas Jacobs. Behind the dream that makes the world jealous is pain and humiliation that never ends. He deeply loves another girl that he can't have, but he monopolizes her overpoweringly. As soon as any other man approached her, jealousy and anger in him began to rise. She left heartbroken, seven years later returned to the country, next to her was another smart and intelligent child that made everyone who met him love him. He blocked the way: "Kid, I'm your father!" She helplessly hugged her son's head: "He isn't!" He flashed an evil smile: “He is my son! And you're mine!"

WARNING ⚠️⚠️⚠️: 80% SIN, MF, MM, FF, DOMINANT KINK, OBSESSION. I came to Royal Academy to get close to the king's son, use him and kill the king. Not get tangled up in the arms, and mouths of four impossible boys. Landon is the Alpha heir with dangerous eyes and filthy hands. He pins me against lockers and growls like I belong to him. Caspian is the golden boy with music in his voice and sin in his smile. He says I was his muse before I ever walked in the room. Liam touches like a healer but kisses like he’s starving. And Fredrick? He watches me like he already knows how I taste. I don’t have a wolf. I don’t have a mate. But when they touch me, my body doesn’t seem to care.I came for revenge. Now I’m falling into a storm of lust, lies, and heat I can’t control. They all want me. But only one owns my fate.