Green Tea Lose Weight 2 Weeks Novels & Stories

I'd been engaged to Ivan since we were kids. When he went off to the military, I stayed behind—ten years of caring for his paralyzed mom, putting my whole life on pause. By the time he came back, I was at the age where most women were settling down. And he showed up with someone else. Ivan laid it out, stone cold: "Nadia's my comrade's widow. If you want to marry me, you'll have to accept her too. Most of my pay goes to her. I promised I'd take care of her. She gets first pick of everything in the house. Don't like it? Then forget about getting married." I looked past him. Nadia stood there, tears dripping down her cheeks, playing the poor little victim. Right then, I ended it. No drama. No regrets. Signed up for the Rural Teaching Support Program the same day. Left love behind. Threw everything I had into teaching.

The maid's daughter, who grew up in my home, had the nerve to act like an heiress. On her birthday, she invited every kid from school for a full-on rager at my family's villa. When I suggested they take it to a hotel, she lost it. "You don't get to tell me what to do! My friends can party wherever they want!" She added, "The ten-layer cake my parents ordered for me is on the way. Why don't you park yourself by the door and wait for it, huh?" Her crew circled up, laughing and pointing at me. But I'd lived through this before. Nothing about her little act rattled me. I turned to the butler and told him to lock the gate. Then, I went to Rambo's cage. "Hey, buddy," I said, opening it up. "See those trespassers?" I pointed at the crowd. "I'm counting to three. If they're still here, don't let a single one get away."

To the outside world, Olivia is just a famous doctor who excels in her career. What most people don't know is that she's also married to the CEO of the famous Wellington Group, Theo Wellington. Her marriage life is a unique one. She rarely sees her husband, and they only meet once in a while. After three years of a loveless marriage, Theo finally files for divorce. But can she easily let go when she has loved him her whole life? His first love is back, threatening to snatch her position. When Olivia discovers that she's pregnant, she has a choice to hide it from Theo and protect herself from further heartbreak. Yet, misfortunes never come alone. She is also diagnosed with an illness that might not only end her baby's life but also hers.

Ever since I find out that my CEO husband, Rowan Goodwin, is incapable of letting his first love, Megan Dolton—who's divorced and has a child of her own—go, I begin teaching our son, Ryan Goodwin, to address Rowan as "Mr. Goodwin" all the time. When Ryan is burning up with a fever, Megan chooses to summon Rowan away from us in the middle of the night. As I caress Ryan's scalding forehead, I instruct him to tell Rowan, "Goodbye, Mr. Goodwin." When Rowan has agreed to attend the teacher-parent conference with Ryan, Megan calls him with tears streaking down her cheeks, claiming that her own son, Nelson Herrera, doesn't have a father to accompany him. So, Rowan doesn't hesitate to ditch us once again. Without bothering to raise my head, I pass my phone to Ryan so that he can take leave for "Mr. Goodwin" in the parents' group chat. Every time, Ryan always hesitates for a long time before carrying out my orders. Later on, Rowan finally realizes that he has owed us far too much. So, he takes the initiative to suggest that we take a family portrait together. When we reach the photography studio, Megan calls Rowan once again. Her sobs can be heard drifting from the loudspeaker. "Rowan, can you please come over and pick Nelson up from school? The children at the kindergarten keep making fun of him for not having a father…" Pity crosses Rowan's expression immediately. He's about to crouch down and explain to Ryan when the latter just waves airily at him without me having to nudge him. "It's fine, Mr. Goodwin. You should accompany the other child. Mommy and I are the only ones needed for the family portrait."

My newlywed husband wants to kill me. He's backing me to the balcony with a knife in his hand. The blade pierces my heart, and he shoves me off a 20-story building. At the same time, I see the tear streaks on his face. He says, "Long time no see, my perfect lover."

Aurora Kingston has everything—money, beauty, and a habit of ruining her father’s reputation. Her latest scandal pushes him too far. Her punishment? Become the personal assistant to Damian Blackwood—her father’s ruthless, impossibly controlled best friend. Damian is the last man she should want. Forty-two. Divorced. Dominant. A billionaire who turns obedience into an art and mistakes into consequences. He thinks she’s a spoiled brat. She thinks he’s an emotionally unavailable tyrant. But when he discovers she’s untouched, curiosity turns into obsession… And her smart mouth turns into an invitation he can’t ignore. Now Damian wants to teach her discipline. Submission. Pleasure that borders on pain. Rules she’ll kneel to obey. He swears he won’t touch her. She swears she’ll make him break. And when he finally does… Daddy’s little spoiled princess becomes a very, very bad girl. But their secret burns too brightly—and when it explodes, it could cost them her father, his empire, and the one thing neither of them expected: Each other.

When a predator becomes the prey… Alejandro Cortes was born into violence. As the heir to the infamous Cortes mafia family, he grew into something worse. Someone who bathes in the blood of his enemies yet with precision. A devil in a tailored suit feared across Italy. Ruthless. Untouchable. A man who ruled through blood and terror. Yet even devils have weaknesses. For Alejandro it was not his wife. It was his daughter. Nikolai Vassilliou built his empire differently. Not by any inheritance, but by hunger. By betrayal. By carving his name into the underworld through sheer brutality. Two monsters ruling two empires. Then one mistake changed everything. A hit meant for Alejandro’s wife ended with his daughter dead. Now Nikolai sits chained in a cold concrete cell. Broken, bleeding and at the mercy of a grieving father. The predator who once hunted… has finally become the prey. But revenge has a way of turning hatred into something far more dangerous.

During my cousin Monica Bleuthe's birthday party, my boyfriend, Grayson Chapman, who claimed to be on a business trip, suddenly appeared holding her hand and toasting the crowd. We were stunned when our eyes met. Monica hugged his arm intimately. "I forgot to introduce him to you, Ella. This is my boyfriend, Grayson. He's the CEO of the company we worked with last time." Grayson approached me and lowered his voice to say, "It's just a misunderstanding. I'm only pretending to be Monica's boyfriend." We had been in a relationship for four years, and he had never allowed our relationship to go public. He even refused to let me attend any high-end parties with him because he thought I was just an ordinary employee who was not glamorous enough to be introduced to anyone. He had no idea that my father wanted me to gain valuable work experience away from the family business. I hid my identity so that I would be better equipped to take over my family business one day. If I had married Grayson, he would have enjoyed a portion of my family's fortune. Unfortunately, that was no longer possible.

On our fifth wedding anniversary, my husband, Damian Pyke, once again left me for his first love. He said, "Taking care of a child alone isn't easy for Waverly. You're both women—can't you show her some understanding?" Not only was I willing to understand Waverly Benson, but I was also ready to step aside entirely so they could raise her child together. So, I packed my bags and applied for an overseas architecture program through my workplace. However, he eventually regretted it, crying and begging me not to go.

WARNING: THE BOOK CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENTS! Maryna has spent her entire life stuck in an unrequited love for the Penston Pack’s Alpha as well as his childhood friend, Calvin. She did everything to have him and went as far as to sit in the Luna position to do his paperworks, conquer packs, and in the end, gave him all the credit. To be frank, she was madly in love. Everything was great until Calvin found his very own soulmate — not someone who was simply the Luna, arranged as his partner — but his soulmate — a living counterpart a werewolf could ever have. Maryna’s world crumpled to pieces, so much that the only thing she wants is to fix herself — to bring back all the pieces taken from her and run away. And in order to do that, she has to marry a higher position that even Calvin could never stop. Maryna has to marry the Alpha King. Only for convenience, of course. Or . . . Is she supposed to expect something else? (DISCLAIMER: Most dialogues are modernized)