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Divorced at a young age, Emily takes a step back at her love life as she strives to regain a new life away from her obsessive ex-husband. She experiences an unexpected encounter with George Walters who is on the line to becoming one of the city's most powerful CEOs as his father is gradually stepping down from his reign and to acquire this position, he must be presented as ‘Married’. Haunted by the continuous search for a perfect girl, he settles for Emily who rekindles the worn-out flame within his heavy heart while she struggles to hold down her feelings for his assistant, Ryan. Their relationship blossoms but is soon threatened severely by Eric, Emily’s ex-husband, who has a deeply rooted obsession for her even after their divorce but a stronger envious desire to get her back. However, amidst the trust complexities and shadows of their separate pasts, George and Emily struggle to navigate their supposed love story. Will Emily eventually get to the sweet end of the road with George? Or will she forever be hunted down by her obsessive ex-husband till he wins her over?

She loved him once—the ruthless billionaire who made her believe in forever. But one poisoned glass turned her into his enemy, and Adrian Cole let her rot in prison for eight long years. Now she’s free, scarred, and burning with the memory of his betrayal… while he’ll stop at nothing to claim her again. Can Elena forgive the man who destroyed her, or is loving him the most dangerous mistake of all?

On my birthday, I personally prepare 16 dishes. After setting up the candlelight, I open a bottle of red wine. I take a photo and send it to my husband, Eric Sinclair. "I'm working late tonight. Don't wait for me," he replies. I choose to believe him. But after midnight, I notice an Instagram story posted by Shirley Huxley, his secretary. Eric was there with her, dressed in the trench coat I once gave him. They sat side by side in the VIP seat of football stadium where my favorite Super Bowl take place. Entwined in a passionate embrace, they kissed beneath a sea of shimmering lights and the roar of thousands of fans. That game is the one I have always longed to experience with him. I look down at the cold food on the table. Eric's words keep ringing in my head. "I hate kissing." "Marriage is a partnership, not about love and kisses." Though we've been married for ten years, we've never shared a single kiss. Meanwhile, he's out there, kissing Shirley openly and passionately. Despite it all, not a single tear falls from my eyes. The next day, Eric settles into his chair, completely unfazed. "Return the gallery to Shelly," he commands. I nod quietly, saying nothing. Suddenly, Layla Sinclair, my daughter, comes running down the stairs and throws herself into Shirley's arms. "Aunt Shirley, you're my favorite. I don't like Mom!" In that instant, it hits me—the home I devoted my heart and soul to means nothing anymore. It doesn't matter that I've been married to Eric for a decade. Now, all I want is to find myself again. I decide to accept an invitation from the Parisoir School of Fashion Design. From this moment on, I won't wait for them to come home, and I won't look back.

"I love you very much dad, but we've talked about this. I'm not getting married now... or later even, so stop trying to convince me, it won't work." *************** Meet Amelia Phidelia Naa Shika Washington, a twenty-six year old black American woman who has assured herself and everyone else around her that she would never be tied down to any man in marriage. But despite her staunch belief in her assertion, her mother, Kelly Shirley Washington... a loving, religious mum, and drama queen extraordinaire seems to have other plans. Watch the drama unfold, as Mia battles her mother in a never-ending clash of wills, while dealing with an uncontrollable crush on her boss, and a huge pain in her ass... Antonio Valdez. This is war. But who will emerge victorious? Why don't you read and find out?

Samantha's world crumbled when she found out that her boyfriend cheated on her with her best friend. She was mad about their betrayal, so she broke up with him, but she wouldn't let their infidelity go unpunished. Because of her anger and sadness, she ended up spending a steamy night with a hot stranger. That stranger was none other than Diego Presley, the uncle of her ex-boyfriend. An evil idea came to her mind. She made a deal with Diego, blackmailing him to marry her. She wanted to hit three birds with one stone. She could seek revenge on her unfaithful boyfriend, calm her family, and also have a handsome husband. It was a playful seduction, and she didn't expect to fall in love with someone who couldn't love her back.

It's my and my boyfriend's anniversary. I open the glovebox to hide a gift inside as a surprise, but a piece of familiar-looking lingerie falls out. It's torn in a spot; it looks like it went through a rough battle. Before I can process the situation, I crash into a car that suddenly switches lanes in front of me. Right before I black out, I remember where I saw the lingerie. It was a gift from me to my best friend.

She's been punish for something she's actually innocent of. She was innocent from all the blames and accusations the billionaire put on her. He hates her for a crime she was innocent of. She went on a run in other to save the billionaire's son entrusted to her by the billionaire's deceased wife. But yet still, he brought her back and married her in order to punish her for her ex husband and her brother's crimes. Akira did nothing wrong but Rayner made her life a living hell. Will Akira ever grow to love Rayner after all the torture he puts her through? What will Rayner do when he finally realised Akira actually sacrifice all her being just to save his only son? Will love ever blossom from the intense hatred to love? Will a deep seated hatred melt and turn into love because of her Sacrifices for the billionaire? Let's continue the journey to find out more!

Isaac Chance and Madeline Snow were once the model couple of Shorestone City and the target of everyone's envy. After getting engaged, everyone thought they would soon walk down the aisle together. However, there is no news of a wedding for six years. In the end, all Madeline gets is the news of Isaac returning to the country with another woman by his side. He doesn't hesitate to hurt her countless times for the woman's sake. When her grandmother is on the brink of death after an illness, Madeline has no choice but to get into a shotgun marriage. After leaving city hall with her marriage certificate, she ponders the situation. It turns out getting married is simple… as long as her husband isn't Isaac.

Seven years into our marriage, Zane Grimes and I remained childless. He once held me close, his voice tender and earnest. "Don't overthink it. I've never cared for children. You're all I want in this life." But on the day his company went public, as the ceremonial bell echoed through the hall, the doors burst open. My sister stormed in, cradling a wailing infant. "Zane, this is your son! How can you abandon us?" Zane's face paled as he turned to me, his eyes brimming with panic and a silent plea. Unbeknownst to him, I had long known about his betrayal and the child.

His precious childhood sweetheart got drunk one night and ended up in a stranger’s bed. When she showed up again, she was pregnant—just like me. On the day I gave birth, Harold handed me the divorce papers. "Rachel’s about to return to acting," he said coldly. "She and the baby need a proper title. If a scandal breaks out, it’ll destroy her." Dragging my frail body, I calmly signed the papers. In my previous life, I refused to step aside. I went live, holding my daughter, and exposed the award-winning actress Rachel Underwood for knowingly becoming the other woman. The internet turned on her. She lost every endorsement and was driven to the edge by massive fines—eventually jumping off a building. Harold quietly took care of her funeral... and then stood by as her fans harassed me in the streets, even tried to burn my child and me alive. It was not until I saw him lock the door behind us that I realized—he had wanted us dead all along. Then I woke up. And it was the day he gave me the divorce agreement... again.