I Eat Pasta For Breakfast Novels & Stories

Elena Russo has always lived life by the rules: excel at work, stay loyal, and follow a plan. Engaged to Matteo Ricci, the perfect fiancé, her future seems secure—until Damon DeLuca steps back into her life. Damon, cold, confident, and dangerously magnetic, isn’t just any man. He’s her family’s rival and now, her new business partner. From the moment he walks into her world, Elena feels the undeniable pull of something she shouldn’t want. Working alongside Damon is a battle of wits, sarcasm, and tension. Every glance, every challenge, and every subtle flirtation threatens to unravel her carefully controlled life. But the real danger isn’t just business—it’s Matteo. Elena thought she knew

It's the fifth year since I eloped with my boyfriend, Leonard Goodman, and he has gone bankrupt again. My father has tried his best to separate us. He has cut me off financially and left me to fend for myself. In the past five years, I've worked as a janitor and a street vendor. It has been an extremely rough time. But I'm doing all this to help Leonard start his business. I'm rooting for him to stabilize his income so that my father will give in and bless our marriage. However, throughout the past few years, all his attempts to start a business have ended in failure. This time, he's ten million dollars in debt. He looks at me with eyes full of remorse. "Rena, I'm so sorry for dragging

One reckless night. One secret pregnancy. And two identical billionaires who could be the father. When Serena joins Knight Industries, she comes face-to-face with the twins Adrian and Aiden Knight, one of whom she spent a night with... and can't forget. But the problem is that neither of them recognize her, and she has no idea which of them she slept with. As she hides her pregnancy and searches for the truth, she finds herself entangled in dangerous chemistry, stolen glances, and a love she never expected. Is she carrying the child of the charming gentleman... or the ruthless playboy? And what happens when the truth could destroy them all?

On the day of my 30th birthday, my CEO wife, Sabrina Langford, leaves hurriedly at 3:00 am. She claims that there's something urgent going on at the company and that she won't be home the whole day. Later on, Timothy Cross, the low-income university student that Sabrina has been sponsoring, updates his social media feed. In the photo, I see Sabrina standing at the side of the road in a bikini. Two big apples are balanced on her 36D bust. The caption of the photo is, "The beautiful and hot CEO has personally come over to my house to help me sell the homegrown apples. You'll regret it if you don't buy these apples from me!" My brows are drawn into a frown immediately. When I call Sabrina,

For five years, Aria Jones was Damien Cole’s invisible wife, trapped in a cold, loveless marriage while he mourned another woman. Damien believed Aria destroyed the one woman he had ever loved, and no matter how hard she tried, she could never escape the hatred in his eyes. So she stayed silent, endured the humiliation, and slowly lost herself in a marriage that was never meant for her. Then, on their fifth wedding anniversary, Lily returned. Damien didn’t hesitate. He threw the divorce papers in front of Aria and demanded she sign them before the night ended. She didn’t beg or cry. She simply signed her name and walked away. But Aria didn’t leave empty-handed. She left carrying D

Felix and I had been inseparable for ten years, and everyone thought we would end up married. When he got into fights at school, I took the blame and got expelled in his place. When he slept with countless women, I delivered birth control pills and breakup money in his place. I had always played the part of the shameless doormat, and everyone believed I loved him more than life itself. But the moment he took over as the heir to his family's fortune, he dumped me. He looked at me with scorn and disdain. "Kathy, maybe once upon a time we were in love, but it's been too long. You're dull, and you've drained away every ounce of my affection. I don't want to spend the rest of my life with you,

As soon as I walk out of the college entrance exam venue, the police bring me to an interrogation room for interrogation purposes. There, the officers are able to dig out the tools used for cheating in the exams from my clothes. Then, they arrest an accomplice who has helped out with the cheating process in a nearby hotel. As soon as the accomplice sees me, he claims that I'm the one who has hired his services. After that, he gives a confession on the entire cheating process and how we conducted this transaction. All the evidence is present. Soon, news of me cheating on the college entrance exam is spread throughout the Internet. My parents try to defend my innocence, but they ultimately

I had a miscarriage and was confined in the ICU. Meanwhile, my husband was off traveling the world with his first love. It wasn't until he decided to divorce me that he finally remembered I existed. He called my mother, demanding to know how long I planned to act out. She was disheartened, looking at me, who was barely clinging to life. "Shannon will never cause you trouble again! Happy now?" she snapped.

"W-Wait… what if he walks in and sees us?" I gasped as Alexander’s hands slid up my thighs, his body pressing me harder against the door. “Let him,” He let out a low, wicked chuckle, his lips grazing my neck. "Then he’ll finally see exactly how badly his wife needs to be fucked." *** Desperate to forget her crumbling marriage, Chloe makes one impulsive mistake—mistaking a billionaire for a stripper. What should have been a fleeting moment of passion turns into something far more dangerous when she learns the truth. Because the man in her bed isn’t just powerful, he’s one of the most influential men in the country. And he’s decided he’s not letting her go. Now, Chloe is caught between a hu

I was arranged to marry the Mafia Don Silas Monroe. I thought our marriage would be cold and boring. Instead, after the wedding, he became impossible to resist—distant and unreadable by day, but heated and possessive by night. I thought that secret side of him belonged only to me. Until one night, while his mouth was on my skin, a man with my husband’s exact face stepped into the room. The man behind me only smiled against my shoulder. “Be quiet, Anna. You wouldn’t want Silas to find out you’re sleeping with his brother, would you?” That was when I realized the man in my bed was never my husband. It was his twin brother, Eric Monroe.