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"You're saying?" "I'm saying, I know you're avoiding me." She froze. "I see the way you look at me Tarah." Their eyes met. But she quickly looked away. "Look at me darling." He said huskily. He lifted her chin. She finally looked at him in his soul sucking eyes. "Are you attracted to me?" "No." She lied. TARAH What do you do when you feel things you never felt before? Feelings you never thought you would feel, towards someone you shouldn't feel that to. Feelings you should never feel towards your husband's brother. And what if it happens, he feels the same. What do you do? What do I do? How could I keep myself away from him, when we live under one roof. How can I not get attached to him, when he's all I am into. He showed me my darkest desires I never thought I had. He awakened my deepest feelings. He opened the door to my heart, and my damn legs as well. He was the greatest temptation that I failed to resist. I never thought of getting married through a contract. More so of falling in love with my husband's brother. EZEKIEL The marriage contract wasn't entirely legal, but still, a grooms valid name was needed. There was no second bastard son at all, and I couldn't come up with a name. So, I put my name on it. Making Tarah married to me. Yes. To me. She's married to me. Which she didn't know. And wouldn't know. I know she's just adopted, but I'll still mess around her, as planned. And what could I do? She's undeniably very pretty. So pretty. I wanted her attention on me. I want her. I want my wife. I want what's mine. I'll do everything to get her.

I never believed in second chances. Not after Cynthia. She was my confidant… until death tore her from me and left this mansion echoing with ghosts. Inilibing ko na rin ang puso ko kasabay ng pakamatay ni Cynthia . She was my wife. My peace. My mistake. Then her daughter moved in. Liza. The forbidden reminder of everything I shouldn’t want—young, alive, reckless in ways her mother never was. She looks at me like she sees through the monster I’ve become. Sa tuwing ngingiti siya,  the ache in my chest returns—violent, dangerous, hungry. Every brush of her skin ignites something I can’t bury anymore. I tell myself it’s guilt. I tell myself I’m just protecting her. Pero ang totoo? I want her. Hindi bilang stepdaughter. Not as Cynthia’s child. I want her as mine—completely, ruinously, irredeemably mine. They’ll call me a sinner. A man who crossed the line. Ngunit sa tuwing tinitingnan ako ni Liza, trembling, wanting... I knew I’d already crossed it. I tell myself I’m protecting her, but each night, the lie weakens. Because when she looks at me, it isn’t fear I see—it’s want. And God help me... I want her too. This isn’t love. It’s a beautiful disaster. And I’d burn the world just to feel her breathe my name again.

It was a beneficial relationship for the both of us. A loveless and contractual realtionship. But, why did I let myself to have this feeling? Since when did I have this feeling? Is it possible for my love to be returned? Is it possible for me to stay with you? I want to be with you even if it means betraying everyone, If I can stay with you by leaving everything behind... I'm willing to do it without any hesitation. If loving you means danger, then I would gladly offer my life just to be with you!

I don’t know why my wife despises me so much. I did everything; I gave all of me. It’s been years since we married, and she still hates me and is cold towards me. My wife said she wouldn’t love me until she died. I don’t want to give up. But she’s giving me a reason to do it. I love my wife so much, but I’m starting to get tired. I love her, and I don’t know what to do anymore. Billionaire's Series 1. Billionaire's Secret Marriage 2. Billionaire's Hardheaded Wife 3. Billionaire's Obsession

Two souls in one body. I am know as an Omega raised by the Alpha's. I'm the soul of the forgotten sorceress and I'm back to avenge my death. I was awaken in my deep slumber to take over the body I do not own. As I'm on my way to know the truth, I discover something else far from my expectations. My desires of knowing the truth unfold the mystery of my origin and the birth of my other half is the remaining pieces to reborn the tragic past. Then, the untold story of Morana came to known again. '-living doesn't stop as the blood still flows'

In a cruel twist of fate, my past and future collide. I am an intern seeking employment at Hotel De La Créme, a world-renowned hotel. As much as I wanted to work there, I had no idea my life was about to ruined by a playboy I detested... Hendrix suarez the man I hated the most, and he owns my dream hotel.

"Scarlet you don't know how much I miss you, I'm almost crazy thinking about you every night, I'm going crazy because I'm not next to you. I can't bear to go to you." "I can no longer restrain myself from claiming you."

"If choosing the darkness is the way to be with you, then I will. It's either I'll face the same faith or I'll die in peace and let your shadows buried in the depth-down truth of my mind. I want to taste your deadly bloodline then if this is the last time." "Roses are Red, Violets are Blue Baby, I'm sorry? But I need to let you go."

"When you're running away from your own shadow but it seems it's haunting you in return.." I am Helena Kelandra Morata, a typical girl at first but having a twist personality. I can be a sugar coated girl or a bad-ass bitch. I know how to play, I know how to put a trap and lure boys. But, when I found Michael, the bachelor with a rough and cold attitude, it seems that I was wrong to place those traps, cause all I can feel now is dying...of its pleasure.

I thought the divorce would set me free. I thought walking away from my husband would finally give me peace. But I didn’t expect him—my cold, sinfully dangerous stepbrother—to be the one waiting on the other side of my freedom. Rage Roswell doesn’t ask. He takes. And the moment he found out I was no longer married, that I was vulnerable, alone, easy to steal… he stepped in like a storm I couldn’t escape. He pinned me with those cold eyes and said one thing: “You’re mine now.” I should’ve run. I should’ve fought the tension, the heat, the hunger he ignites with just a stare. But he knows every weakness I try to hide. Every tremble. Every breath. Every part of me I shouldn’t be giving him. After the divorce, I thought I was reclaiming my life. Instead, I walked straight into the hands of the man who’s willing to burn everything—everyone—just to claim me. And this time… He won’t let me go.