Glanced

To cheer up his pretty assistant, my boyfriend brought her to attend a party. I had to bail him out after he was arrested by the police. The charge? Public indecency after consuming illegal substances. When I arrived at the police station to pick him up, he was still trying to comfort his assistant, paying no heed to the possibility that I might have seen the lipstick marks on his neck. After seeing that I wasn’t saying anything, my boyfriend assumed I was upset and explained impatiently, “Winnie was in a terrible mood that day, and I was just there to keep her company. We didn’t take part in any public indecency! It was the other guests who were messing about!” What a terrible excuse. If it was any other day, I wouldn’t be this calm. This time was different. I will no longer press him for answers like a mad woman. As I walked past the police station entrance, an officer looked at my boyfriend and his assistant, who were still all over each other. With eyes full of sympathy, he asked me, “Your partner?” I glanced at my boyfriend, whose focus was entirely fixated on Winnie, and shook my head. “No, just an acquaintance.” At that moment, Winnie was leaning against him, seeking his comfort. I pulled out my phone and texted my dad silently. “I agree to marry President Lee. I’ll leave the wedding preparation to you guys.” “I’ll be back in five days.”

“See, malyshka, you walk in here wearing that little skirt and dare to talk about modesty?” I glanced down at my blazer skirt, heat crawling up my neck as his gaze dragged over my legs. “If I weren’t your patient…” He turned slightly, gesturing to the examination bed, his voice dropped dangerously low, “I'd put you right there and demonstrate… “Mr. Ferrari!” I snapped, leaping to my feet, my heartbeat pounding in my ear now. I had never met a man as vulgar, audacious, and devastatingly magnetic as Gideon Ferrari, especially not one wearing a hospital gown. My first therapy session with the sex-addict patient who should have been a simple case… became the moment my ordinary world spinned off its axis. I wasn’t supposed to think of him. I wasn’t supposed to dream of him. And I definitely wasn’t supposed to wake up breathless, aching, and ashamed of how desperately I wanted him. I prayed I’d never see him again. But part of me wondered, hoped, if he’d ever cross my path once more. When he did, everything changed. It became clear that there was more to this infuriating gorgeous Russian than meets the eye. He seemed too willingly to carry my weight and I had deep wounds from the past that needed healing but the problem was, he's already taken. Will we get away with satisfying our deepest dark desires in secret or will he eventually step up and claim me as his forever?

In the past, my sister, Harper Summit, and I married the Rex twins, Murray and Craig, who were capos in the Luciano family, a mafia crime syndicate. On our third wedding anniversary, Harper and I accidentally stumbled upon the brothers’ secret base. Every wall inside was covered with photos of their adopted sister, Lucy Rex. Only then did we realize that it was Lucy they truly loved. The next day, their enemies came for revenge. Lucy and I were both kidnapped while Harper managed to escape. The kidnappers called my husband, Murray, and demanded to know who mattered most to him. To save Lucy, Murray lied without hesitation and told them it was me. As expected, Lucy was released, and I was subjected to brutal torture. When I was on the verge of death, the only one who rushed to save me was Harper. She dragged my severely injured body into a basement and tearfully called her husband, Craig. When Craig finally answered, he said, “Don’t disturb me. Lulu’s in shock. I need to be with her.” Right after he hung up, the kidnappers broke in and brutally murdered us in that pitch-dark basement. When I opened my eyes again, both Harper and I had returned to the past. Our mother asked us who we wished to marry in the arranged alliances. We glanced at each other. Without even discussing it, we understood what we needed to do. This time, neither of us chose the Rex family. When Murray and Craig saw us two sisters in wedding dresses, marrying the twin brothers of the Luciano family, they completely lost their minds.

"Kneel boys." I ordered watching the triplets with a condescending gaze. They all glanced at each other and when I thought they would hightail it out of here, they fell to their knees with a collective thud. I leaned back on the chair, crossing my legs in a domineering way as my lips curved into a victorious smirk. "That's right Alphas. Stay right below me, right where you belong." Shannon Hirthe, a lowly omega raised by a single mother has always been the scorn of society wherever she goes. Her miserable life is suddenly turned even worse when her mother announces her marriage and mating to the alpha of the dark moon pack. The marriage isn't your ordinary one as it includes triplet heirs who just happen to be her mate and stepbrothers. They hate her for trying to invade their peaceful life so they make her life a living hell. It cannot get worse? It does. She soon finds out that they have murdered her mother and that too in cold blood. She escapes and then returns stronger, better and with a thirst for revenge. She wants to make them beg. Her plan is going smoothly as she has them at her mercy. Or so she thought. What happens when she begins to find herself enraptured by their fiery gazes? What happens when she begins to crave being sandwiched between them? What if a complication appears in form of a little child? What if the past is not as it seems? Everything is quickly spiraling out of control. Will Shannon be able to take control again?

I was the heiress switched at birth by a nanny. It was not until I turned eighteen that my biological parents finally found me, and traded me back for the girl they had raised and loved as their own. However, fate played a cruel joke that very same week. My parents died in a car accident. The family business collapsed. In one night, I lost everything. My older brother survived, but his kidneys failed. I did not hesitate. I gave him mine. However, grief broke something in him. Blaming me for our parents' deaths, he spiraled into madness. "You killed Mom and Dad! Why wasn't it you who died instead?" he screamed. I gave up college and took on three jobs a day just to pay for his treatment. Years passed. One day, while cleaning a mansion as a housekeeper, I saw her, the "sister" I was traded for, gliding through a lavish party, dressed in designer clothes and dripping in jewels. I froze when I heard the voices I had long thought silenced. My parents, alive, speaking to her as gently as ever: "Jasmine, you're so compassionate… agreeing to end Helen's punishment early." My brother, the one who should still be seeing a therapist, frowned and objected. "No. Not even a day less. Just because she suffers a little doesn't mean she deserves to live." I glanced down at the medical report still warm in my hands. For the first time in years, I smiled. "Perfect," I whispered. "Now I can finally die like I wanted to."

My husband, Francis Zouche, thought we weren't well-off and could not afford to raise a child. So, he forcibly took me to the hospital to get an abortion. Right after the surgery, I discovered that he had transfered 200 thousand dollars to his first love, Heidi Colman, for her birthday. Out of pure rage, I got into a huge fight with him in the car, which led to an accident that killed us both. When I opened my eyes, we had returned to the day before our wedding. In our previous life, we were married for ten years. We weathered storms and supported each other, but Francis never wanted us to have a child of our own. On the day I died, I finally understood that the one he loved was Heidi. After getting a second shot at life, I decided to fulfill his wish. We canceled the wedding, blocked each other's phone numbers, and never contacted each other again. Eight years later, Francis became a top lawyer in Alvren and publicly proposed to Heidi at a law forum. Seeing that I was still single, he mocked me with a sneer, "Yvette, I know you loved me for two lifetimes. But I am getting married now. Don't keep waiting for me to come back to you." I glanced at him wordlessly and bent down to pick up my daughter before walking away. As a shocking realization hit him, his eyes reddened. He questioned furiously, "Didn't you promise to love me forever and to only give birth to my children?"

"Let's live in together ..." She said those words solemnly in her flat facial expression like reading a formal report. “WHATTT???” The young man blinked his eyes in disbelief several times at the woman in front of him as if she has gone insane. But the firm look on her eyes showed him that she was serious with what she just said before. “I like this apartment. You also like it, right?” “Let’s live in together so we can share the rental fee. After 1 year, we can decide whether we want to extend here or not?” The woman glanced at him once again. Requesting for an answer from his mouth. "How?" The young man turned his head away. He seems irk with this weird request but in other hand, he should admit that everything that she said was makes sense too. Especially for sharing the rental fee. It’s a win - win solution! He’s totally broke! And he is in an urge for finding a new place to stay now! "OK. Deal… ” The two of them shook hands as an agreement. "But I also have a request." The young man said those words while his hand still holding her hand warmly. He stared at her and forming a smile on his face seductively. Arissa frowned and raised her eyebrows confusedly. "What is it?" "You can't fall in love with me ..." She sneered out and a mocking smile curved on her face shortly. "No worries. I'm an asexual after all…. ”

Roxanne's fiancé was suddenly snatched by her stepsister. In return, she got into a forced marriage with her stepsister's fiancé, a wealthy billionaire whom her sister had rejected because he was disabled.Bound by familial obligations and in order to reclaim her late mother's shopping center, Roxanne agreed to replace her sister and marry the "Crippled" billionaire, Henry Ford. Little did she know that she had thrown a rock and picked a diamond instead. Henry Ford, the crippled billionaire, was more than meets the eye! For Roxanne, the grass was indeed greener on Henry Ford's side. …"Make me yours, Henry," Roxanne said, her eyes pleading. Henry's electric blue eyes whirled with affection as he gazed into her eyes. His love was all that mattered to her. "Roxy, are you certain? Once I make you mine, there's no turning back." Henry's eyes darkened as he got closer to her. “Is this what you really want?”"You don't want me?" Roxanne asked instead, looking sad. Henry grabbed her wrist and pulled her onto his lap. He glanced down at her and whispered, "I've wanted you from the very first day I laid my eyes on you." Roxanne's heart skipped a beat as she felt the intensity of his grip. She could sense the raw desire in his touch, and it sent delicious shivers down her spine. “Then prove it,” she whispered breathlessly.

That’s Mr. Alexander, the popular multi billionaire and also Felix’s uncle” a woman said to the crowd in growing excitement. Olivia froze as she glanced at the man who took a seat at a corner. Wasn’t that the man she had accidentally slept with a couple days ago. To think she always called him a male escort when he was in fact her ex’s uncle. How could he look so young? The moment she remembered she had given him two thousand dollars for a job well done, the urge to yank her hair out became pretty strong, Alex stared at her then he winked. Shivers went down Olivia spine. He recognized her. *** Olivia Hugo is a Rich heiress got engaged recently to Felix Zachery. She thought her life would go just fine until the day she finds out he’s cheating on her with her step sister Valentina Hugo. Her step sister is pregnant and her fiancée is the father of the child. Feeling betrayed she goes to a night club then comes across a very handsome man, Alex or as she liked to call him, her one night stand man.. Frustrated at the current situation of things she decides to continue to seek pleasure from Alex that is until she finds out who he is.. *** “Leave him Liv” Alex said as he hugged Olivia from behind “the only one who deserves you is me”. “I don’t know what you are talking about Mr. Alexander” Olivia replies anxiously. “Playing ignorant liv, that’s not nice” Alex whispers into her ears “just know you are mine”.

~He felt chills run down his stomach but he wasn’t going to budge, His icy sliver eyes looked right back at her fierce green eyes "I don’t need your money!” He says and squeezes the cheque till it shredded, She glanced at the now torn cheque and back at him "Fine!” She muttered with disdain and attempted to jerk her arm free but he held on tighter “I will find you! And this time You will dance to my tune!" He says and she smirked "Wouldn’t you like to see that!" She says and jerked her arm free, Her eyes leaving his as she looked at Judy who seemed confused as to what she just witnessed Reed watched as Rielle walked back into her car and the car sped off. He meant every word, He will find her and she would dance to his tune!~ A Ruthless robber, A high class thief, The city of Cunningham's nightmare, Only interested in the wealth of the rich and famous, Born from a prostitute mother and mafia father. Causing havoc all over the city, Her victims do not have the privilege to see her face and for this she is called THE MASKED GIRL Detective Reed Parker, An handsome, smart and witty man with the looks to go with it, He graduated top of his class in the police academy. He is not only handsome but extremely intelligent too. He gets sent to Cunningham to solve the mystery behind the masked girl. Only that he would be solving more than the mystery of theft when matters of the heart surfaces. Would Rielle draw Reed into her life of crime and deceit? Or Would Reed make Rielle give up her life of crime ?