I Hate My Sisters Husband

Di mapigilan ni Liliana na masaktan nang makita niya na harap harapan ang fiancee at ang bestfriend niya na nagtatalik sa mismong gabi pa ng engagement nila ni Gerald nalaman pa niya na tanging mana lang ang kailangan ni Gerald sa kanya. At nagulat siya nang may isang hotel staff ang nagpalayo sa kanya doon at sinamahan siya nang isang iglap nagbago ang lahat ng gabing iyon nang malaman niya na kinasal siya sa hotel staff na yun at may nangyari pa sa kanila ng gabing iyon at ang pinaka malala pa ay ito ang CEO Boss sa kompanyang pinagtrabahuan niya. Paano niya malulusutan ang lahat ng ito na ang lalaking pinakasalan niya ang pinaka mayamang businessman sa boung mundo?

Agnes Cole, an ordinary barmaid got tricked into marrying Ethan Moore, only for his selfish interest, read to find out what happens.... "Don't you have any idea of who I am and what I can do to you?" He asked, clearly boiling in rage. "Well I do not care who you are and neither do I care to know." She answered him, adding to his anger. "Oh really?" Annoyance was clearly written all over his face. She humiliated him and even dared to compare his looks to others. Ethan was always used to having girls chase after him but this barmaid didn't even want to look at his face. The most torturing part of all this, was that she looked so seductively hot, that he couldn't stop himself. "I will have to make you care then," he lustfully placed his hand on her waist and pulled her closer to himself.

In this life, it is said that there are only two choices: to use or to be used, to save or to be saved. Regardless, there was one thing I had to do - survive! “Don’t fool me! I know your schemes and what you are playing behind my back!” Rage boiled in his veins. “You may have my surname, but you’re still nothing, Scarlette Scott. Don’t forget that.” How could someone display such blatant disrespect and arrogance? Ha! This man believed he could brand anyone with his pride! But not me! Not me, Storm Scoville! I will make sure your arrogant behavior is humbled and put in its rightful place!

[warning- Steamy scenes] "Wife!" the man lovingly said. "What exactly are you attempting to do? I am not your wife, Mr. Richard Hill! Behave!" "Stop playing with men, Woman,” his distasteful voice spoke. “You are no one. Thus, I feel bothered by your presence,” Anastasia was cruel with her answer. “I have proof we are married! Furthermore, you own fifty percent of my fortune because I have vowed to spoil you for the rest of my life. Keep in mind that you are mine, and I am a possessive guy. Every eye will be dug out if they fall on you," the voice and declaration were both forceful. "I have heard you can't touch a woman because of your disease!" Ana smirked. Anastasia Long married a billionaire, Richard Hill. She knew nothing about the family or the spouse since she was coerced into it by her mother and stepfather, who exploited her mother in terrible ways. She had a step-sister as well, but her stepfather would never consider putting his own daughter into the fire. She tolerated the anguish and pain inflicted by her mother-in-law and the mistress who intended to marry Richard, but she was unfortunate to be placed in such circumstances. They humiliated her, burned her clothes, and starved her till she ended up in the hospital for a week. However, her husband never came to see her. Surprisingly, Richard Hill never met her or spoke to her as if she were married to someone who did not exist. She was made to sign a divorce decree one day, and she fled the city for five years. Upon her return, she was renowned as Dr. Anastasia Long, a gifted surgeon. People kissed her feet.

Elgan Gaulia Lambert CEO muda berhati dingin terpaksa menikah dengan gadis manja dan agresif karena sebuah perjodohan. Gadis yang selalu mencari perhatiannya saat mereka sudah sah menjadi sepasang suami istri. Gadis yang selalu menggodanya dengan kata-kata manis yang lambat laun mampu memberikan getaran aneh dihatinya. Patricia Florence Berjuang seorang diri demi pernikahan adalah sesuatu yang sulit yang pernah Cia alami sepanjang hidupnya. Berulang kali jatuh dan sakit hati menjadi hal biasa yang ia rasakan sejak pernikah itu. Seharusnya, alasan itu cukup bagi Cia untuk membenci suaminya tersebut. Namun, seolah mengerti rencana tuhan, Cia tetap bertahan untuk mendapatkan cinta suaminya. Apakah perjuangannya berhasil? Apakah Elgan berhasil Cia taklukkan? Sebesar apa perjuangan cinta Cia? Tentunya, berjuang seorang diri bukanlah hal yang mudah. Bukan hal yang bisa dilakukan oleh sembarang wanita.

Hindi nakakapagsalita si Allen Holmes na nakilala ni Anthara Murillo bilang isang weird na lalaki. Humingi ito ng tulong sa kanya at nagawa nitong madaliin ang pagdadalawang isip niya. Nakapag desisyon siya agad. Tutulungan niya si Allen kahit na hindi ito makapag salita. Kahit na hindi nito maipaliwanag kung ano ba talaga ang namamagitan sa kanila habang tumatagal silang nagsasama. Mas lumalalim ang ugnayan, mas nagiging mainit ang nararamdaman. Ngunit dahil sa mga emosyon na dumadaloy sa kanila, paano kung ang tahimik ay makapagsalita? Paano kung ang nahihirapan magsabi ng damdamin, makapag kuwento? Paano kung ang bilyonaryong hindi makapagsalita ay sa wakas maibabahagi na ang mga nilalaman ng kanyang puso at isipan?

When I died with a smile on my face, right before my brother's eyes, he looked as if the anguish might tear him apart. Yet, for twenty-one years, he hadn't stopped wishing I would meet this exact end. It all traced back to my fifth birthday—the day I had innocently hoped our parents would come home from their business trip to celebrate with me. They rushed back that night but never made it. A car accident took both their lives. From that moment on, my brother resented me, despised me. He didn't just stand idly by as our cousin snatched up my work as her own; he encouraged it. And when my landlord threw me out, it wasn't a random cruelty—it was my brother pulling the strings. All he had ever wanted, from the very beginning, was to see me die a miserable death. But when he finally got his wish… why did he cry, pleading for me to come back, begging me to call him 'brother' one last time?

Paano kung ang tahimik at masaya mong buhay ay biglang magbago sa kadahilanang ipinagkasundo ka sa lalaking hindi mo naman lubusang kilala, at higit sa lahat... lalaking hindi mo naman mahal? Lalaking walang ibang ginawa kun’di ang husgahan at parusahan ka sa kasalanang hindi mo naman ginawa! Maaari nga ba mabago ang kapalaran ni Pipay sa piling ng asawa na kailanman ay puro parusa ang ipinalasap sa kaniya? Maaari nga bang mauwi sa pagmamahalan at happy ending ang pagsasama nila ng kaniyang asawa na si Hector PenaVega?

One week after my death, my husband, Christopher Ford, was making love on our bed with his one true love. His face showed pure satisfaction. "Finally, I don’t have to deal with that bar hostess anymore." Later, he held my belongings, weeping with regret. "Phoebe, why haven’t you come back?" It seemed he had forgotten that he had already pushed me to my death that night. I was forced to donate my bone marrow to his one true love, and I died, along with our unborn child.

Shotgun marriage usually happens when there is an unintended pregnancy resulting in marriage in a hurry or enforced but... not in my case. "Desmond Cro'esnt, do you take this woman to be your wife, to live together in matrimony, to love her, to honor her, to comfort her, and to keep her in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?" I looked straight into Desmond's eyes. They are raven black and it does match his long, wavy black hair. "I do," he answered as he smiled innocently at me. Making himself look promising. Then, the priest turned to me. "Neiva Ariella Hillstone, do you take this man to be your husband, to live together in matrimony, to love him, to honor him, to comfort him, and to keep him in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?" I still can't believe that I'm going to marry this man. He looks happy, waiting for my answer. His white suit is making him look even kinder. The only witness we have here is the priest and his men in black suits, currently pointing a gun right into my head. "Time is running, Neiva. It's either you marry me or you die." His innocent smile turned into a devilish one. This suits him more because this is the real him. And that answered your question. My shotgun marriage happened to be the literal meaning of it. I closed my eyes and deeply breathed before answering, "I do." "You're mine now." He pulled me by my waist and pressed his lips against mine. I am now officially the wife of this Psychopath Billionaire Mafia Boss.