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At the annual company raffle, I had barely stepped onto the stage when my supervisor, Lily Smith, pressed a crumpled slip of paper into my palm. "A special reward for our top salesperson," she chirped. "Go ahead, open it. Let everyone see." Under the eager gaze of the crowd, I unfolded the note. Written in messy handwriting were the words: Clean the company toilets for three days. The room erupted in laughter. Lily folded her arms, cocked her head, and smirked at me. "Nice, right?" she said. "Everyone knows those sales of yours came from sleeping with old men. Dirty money. To keep things fair, the others get a break, and you pick up a little extra work. You don't have a problem with that, do you?" The laughter surged again, nearly lifting the roof. From the side of the room, my boyfriend, Seth Hoffman, the company's CEO, watched everything unfold. As usual, he said nothing in my defense. They all thought I would fall apart, cry, or make a scene. Instead, I simply gave a calm nod. The very next day, the company was hit with over three hundred property cancellations. Its cash flow collapsed overnight. That was when Lily and Seth rushed to me, demanding I go plead with the buyers. I smiled and said, "No thanks. I wouldn't want to help the company recover and end up with strong numbers again. That might make everyone even more uncomfortable."

For eight years in a marriage devoid of light, I had abortions five times. Every time, Sam would grip my hand when I woke up, his eyes red, and promise to find the best doctors to help me recover. After the third miscarriage, he finally hired a team of top-tier nutritionists, ensuring that every single meal was planned perfectly. He always comforted me, "Don't worry, Penny. We're still young, so we can have another baby!" When I found out I was pregnant again, snowflakes were dancing outside my window. I wrapped my fur coat tightly around my body and rushed to the company, only to hear Wren's furious voice outside the VIP suite, "Are you insane? Those five babies were your own flesh and blood!" Sam replied coldly, "Nicole needs specimen for her experiments. All I'm doing is providing her with the materials she needs." His words dug into my heart like icy spikes, and I could even hear my own bones cracking. "As for Penelope…" He chuckled. "Do you think that our marriage certificate is the real deal?" Snowflakes stung my face like needles, and I finally found out the truth about our marriage. From the very beginning, I was nothing more than a living test subject for the woman he truly loved. Sam was right. Those unborn children never even had legal identities, and were worth less than a piece of paper, just like my so-called marriage. Glass shattered from inside the room, and I could hear Wren cursing, but I turned and walked towards the elevator. Since Sam's priority was Nicole and nothing else, I was hell-bent on making him pay the price.

Nicole Reynolds a spoilt rich girl who is so used to getting everything she wants in life is made to work in the family business against her will as punishment for disgracing the family name . She thinks her life can't get any worse until she find herself working for the last man she wants to see again in life . William Hawthorne William a successful business man finds himself in love with the beautiful Nicola Reynold but what happens when he finds out the one secret she is hiding from him Would he be unable to forget her and pursue his revenge or would he forgive her and rebuild his relationship with her just as it should be .

Humiliated, belittled, mistreated, rejected because of her silence, Emma has no hope for the future. Until she meets Michaël Keller, the son of the most powerful man in town and also the richest. Michaël has everything going for him, extraordinary beauty, influence but above all power, everyone expects him to go out with a girl from his background but he falls irremediably in love with Emma. In a society where appearance takes precedence over everything, how are these two teenagers going to be able to live their love and brave all the obstacles? Between pain, sadness and tragedies, can love despite the handicap survive?

"Ms. Harris, you're already six months pregnant. The baby is fully formed... Are you sure you want to go through with the abortion? The hospital strongly advises against it." The doctor said hesitatingly. Phoebe Harris instinctively placed a hand over her swollen belly. Six months. The child had grown inside her, from something no bigger than a grain of rice to the size it was now. They say a mother and her child share an unspoken bond, and she could feel it too. If she weren't utterly broken inside, what mother would ever have the heart to give up her baby who was about to enter the world? After a silence that seemed to stretch on forever, Phoebe took a deep breath. Then, with a resolve that left no room for doubt, she said, "I'm sure."

Have you fallen in love with someone who doesn't even care about you, or, let's say, the guy who knows you and you're existing in his world that is full of anger, coldness, and darkness? Bryl Nigel is a COLD, EVIL, and POSSESSIVE heartrob at our university. A lot of students in our university describe Nigel as COL.E.POS, short for COLD, EVIL, POSSESIVE. Lahat ng gusto nya ay nakukuha nya kahit daanin nya sa dahas at kung may humadlang tiyak ikay ka-ka awaan. However, sa kabila ng kanyang ugali. Maging "COLD, EVIL, POSSESSIVE" pa kaya sya once na nakatapat nya na ako? I am the queen bitch, and he is an evil prince. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED|I do not allow my work to be used or adapted in any way without my permission.

The day I decided to file for divorce, Dean Potter couldn’t wait to draft the divorce agreement. Five years ago, he had been forced to marry me, and now he was finally free. On the day we were finalizing the divorce, Dean arrived with his new flame, radiating delight mixed with a hint of mockery. “Veronica Byrd, look at you—you’re miserable.” I watched his figure fade into the distance, my vision blurring. Miserable? In the next life, it wouldn't happen again.

Si Thalia Hernandez ay isinilang sa mundo na kailanman ay hindi nasilayan ang liwanag, sa kabila ng kanyang kapansanan ay nanatili pa rin siyang matatag. Hindi naging hadlang ang kapansanan ng dalaga bagkus naging inspirasyon pa niya ito upang maipakita ang natatangi niyang talento. Isa sa talento niya ay lumikha ng tula kaya normal na sa dalaga ang pagiging makata. Siya ang isang malaking sikreto ng pamilyang Hernandez. Dahil isang pulitiko ang kanyang ama ay itinago siya sa lahat upang maprotektahan. Kaya inakala ng lahat na nag-iisa lang ang anak ni Cong. Hernandez, at iyon ay si Ashley Hernandez. Sa hindi inaasahang pangyayari ay namatay ang kanilang mga magulang mula sa isang car accident ngunit hindi lingid sa kaalaman ng magkapatid na bago mamatay ang mga magulang ay nakipagkasundo ito sa pamilyang Welsh sa isang marriage agreement. Isang lalaki na tinatamasa ang lahat ng karangyaan ngunit ang ugali ay kakaiba sa lahat, inilalayo ang sarili para sa lahat upang makaiwas sa mga taong mapanlinlang higit sa lahat ay sa mga babaeng tanging yaman lang ang habol sa kanya. Siya si Alistair Welsh ang nag-iisang tagapagmana sa kanilang pamilya at kasalukuyang CEO ng isang dambuhalang kumpanya sa bansa. Natakot si Ashley ng malaman niya na ikakasal siya sa isang binatang baldado na may masamang ugali kaya nagawa niyang lokohin ang sariling kapatid. Sapilitang naikasal si Thalia kay Alistair ngunit labis siyang nasaktan ng matuklasan na siya ay panakip-butas lamang upang mapag takpan ang relasyon ng magpinsan. Paano kung malaman ni Thalia na ang lalaking ikinasal sa kanya at ang Nobyo na nang-iwan sa kan’ya noong kasalukuyang siya ay bulag ay iisa pala? Mangibabaw pa rin kaya ang pag-ibig sa puso ni Thalia o patuloy itong kamumuhian dahil wala na itong ginawa kundi ang saktan siya sa simula pa lang?

"Pick up…. pick up… please" When the call did not get through, I burst into tears. The killer was now banging the door violently. “Inspector Kenneth speaking” Uncle Ken’s voice came through and right at the same the killer made a whole in the door by his continuous banging. "Uncle Ken, he's here, he is going to kill me…." I stated this in a panicked, horrified tone. “Zara, darling, we were going to have some fun why did you called the police?” he said in a cold tone bringing out his silvery knife. A shudder rushed down the spine. However, I maintained my composure. "You are over now," I said, trying to mask my terror. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, not yet…." He answered and raced towards me. What happens next???

I was with a fishmonger for seven years. Every night, he pinned me beneath him, reckless and wild. Until one day, he took off his bloodstained apron and came clean–he was getting engaged to Sophia, the Bilotti heiress. Only then did I learn that he was the Don of the Colleo family. “Hahaha! You fooled around with Ms. Mancini for seven years, only to take another delicate young lady’s hand in marriage. Surely, she’s going to come at you.” “Don Colleo, you should keep things sweet with her.” His men’s laughter echoed in my ears. “What’s the rush? I’ve broken her well enough these past seven years. If you don’t mind, you can have her for a couple of days. Evelyn… flexible.” On the day of Vincent’s engagement party, I handed the evidence of his crimes to the police. As the sirens ripped open the city night, someone called out my name. I smiled and leaped from the eighteenth floor.