Handled With Care

I had been engaged to Atlas Payne, a powerful CEO, for five years. This was the 21st time he had canceled our wedding ceremony. The first time, his secretary, Jasmine Scott, sprained her ankle. He left me by the roadside and rushed to the hospital. The second time, Jasmine cried and made a scene on the eve of our wedding, so he left me alone on the red carpet. The Payne family was powerful, while I was merely the daughter of a housekeeper. Therefore, everyone advised me to just deal with his mood swings. Every time Atlas left me behind, he would solemnly apologize and promise me that the next wedding attempt would definitely go smoothly. I kept believing him. Even though I was not the family's legitimate mistress, I still handled all the family affairs for him. I waited and waited, but the wedding ceremony never came. All I received was news that Jasmine was pregnant. This time, I had no reason to convince myself to stay. "I will never let you leave my side. If you ever disappear, I’ll make sure to use my family's influence to find you." The sweet words he once said to me were now a cage that trapped me. On Christmas Day, I prepared to leave him for good. I started a fire at home. Even the most powerful family would not be able to find someone who was supposedly dead. Years later, I unexpectedly came across Atlas kneeling at my ‘grave’. He was always so stern, but now, he was crying and begging me to come home and see him again.

“Come with me,“ he ordered.  “I'm not going anywhere!“ Freya stood her ground, looking up at his blank face.   Something flashed past his dark eyes as he heard her. “You really have some guts, don't you?“   “Well, I don't care what this is. I don't care why I'm in a wedding gown and why I'm being treated like I chose this. You could kill me if you want. But I'm not—”   “Is this about the kiss, my Lady?“ he asked, sounding amused.  Freya wanted the ground to open up and swallow her at that moment. Her face went scarlet red and she almost forgot the other reason why she was angry. “Why should I care about the fact that you didn't kiss me? I barely know you and—”   “Right.“ That was all he said before he gently grabbed her waist and crushed his lips on hers...

When their mother lost her life to cancer, Kazeem, and his siblings are left with no one to care for them in a city filled with criminals and corruption

I'm about to give birth to my second child, but my husband wants to care for his true love. I snap, "Aren't you afraid of me dying in labor and taking the baby with me?" He says I'm being unreasonable. Then, he leaves without another look back. Later, the postpartum care center I'm at catches fire. My husband doesn't hear my cries for help. Instead, he carries his true love out of the fire. He subsequently loses his mind after learning of my death.

Mates are said to be the ones that love, care, cherish and protect you . That once you meet them your souls instantly connect and you will want to do anything to protect them from any harm and keep them by your side forever.But that was not the case for Mahnoor, the moment she saw Badar all she felt was anger, betrayal and sadness.Her mate was not there to protect, care, cherish and love her but was out there to take over her pack.Her mate just like everyone else thought that she is too weak to be an Alpha and lead a packWill Mahnoor ever forgive Badar? Will Badar ever regret his decision?Read to find out

She didn't care anymore, her life as a goody two shoes wasn't so satisfying. She wanted to be loved, even if it meant she had to get on all fours and be spanked brutally. Aurelia was given a choice yet she choose to love the bad boy unconditionally. She let him take advantage of her, it was by choice not force. She needed just a little bit of affection. He didn't have to care about her, she was okay with being just one of the toys he played with. She knows he would ruin her, but that didn't matter, her life was already in ruins.

The Billionaire's First Love Hated by her twin sister to the point that she planned to dispose her, Vetarie miraculously survived the accident at napunta sa pangangalaga ni Hanlu Stanley, isang bilyonaryong businessman. While in coma, he took care of her. Every day. It was strange at first because never in his life he had that kind of care to any woman. It was his first. But somewhat, he likes caring her. So when he discovered everything, including the plan of Betania disposing Vetarie, he was mad at her and planned a revenge. Hanggang saan nga ba hahantong ang paghihiganti dahil sa pag-ibig?

Sarah Willing is a hard-working woman who has to take on a lot of responsibilities. She's strong, independent and capable. She cares for everyone around her. All she's missing is just someone to care for her, just as she does everyone else. Stephan King is a ruthless, fierce and mean. He doesn't care for anyone around him. But he's drawn to his calm but fiery assistant. When a dire situation brings them together in a marriage, Stephan is forced to accept his feelings. Would they get the happy ever after they deserve or does fate has another plan in store for them?

When my parents got old, they needed someone to take care of them. Katerina—my younger sister—was off to Amiraka with her smug husband Chris. Meanwhile, I was crammed into a two-bedroom in Bellavaro with my husband Pavel, who drove a taxi. Mom had no retirement savings, so guess who she dumped herself on? Yep—me. Dad took the cash and ran straight to Katerina. Our place was tiny, but we still gave Mom the master bedroom. She hated it. Constant complaints, constant drama. According to her, life with me was pure misery. Every night, she'd hop on video call with Katerina, gushing about Amiraka like it was heaven, while throwing shade at me for not "taking care of her properly." Meanwhile, I was drowning—trying to hold it together for Mom, help my daughter prep for exams, support a husband with spine problems, and check in on aging in-laws. Mom didn't care. She wanted a plane ticket to Amiraka to party for Katerina's birthday. I snapped. We had a blowout fight, and she collapsed—brain hemorrhage. Even in her hospital bed, she stared me down, whining Katerina's name like a broken record. Then she spat out, "I should've never picked a useless daughter like you!" My chest cracked in half. I blacked out. When I woke up—I was ten years younger. Back to the day they decided who'd get stuck taking care of them. This time, Mom didn't wait. "I want Katerina to take care of me. It's my turn to enjoy life!"

"Why do you care so much for someone who is toxic for you?" "Her heart isn't toxic, her world is. I crave her."