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Khusus 21++ BANYAK ADEGAN DEWASA!! * Ini adalah kisah seorang asisten rumah tangga bernama Nina Anatasya yang terpaksa menerima tawaran dari tuan mudanya sebagai partner seks. Hal ini dilakukan demi pengobatan sang ayah di kampung. Hari demi hari, timbul benih-benih cinta antara keduanya. Perbedaan kasta membuat lika-liku perjalanan cinta mereka penuh perjuangan. Apakah Bryan dapat bersatu dengan Nina?

MATURE CONTENT 21+ **** Suatu malam Nindia Rahayu mendapati suaminya, Daffa Wijaya pulang dalam keadaan mabuk dan terlihat aneh. Daffa yang selalu lembut tiba-tiba menyentuhnya dengan agresif dan sangat kasar.  Sejak malam itu, Nindi yang curiga mulai menyelidiki keanehan suaminya dan terungkap fakta bahwa suaminya ternyata selingkuh dengan wanita yang tak pernah ia duga. Terluka dan murka, Nindi pun bertekad membalas dendam. Bukan dengan amarah, melainkan dengan cara yang sama menyakitkan: ia memilih menjalin perselingkuhan dengan pengacara suaminya sendiri.

Elyssa tak pernah menyangka bahwa setelah setahun menjalani pernikahan yang hampa, kini ia justru terperangkap dalam kehangatan Sean, sahabat suaminya sendiri! "Jangan memikirkan suamimu saat sedang dalam pelukanku, Elyssa."

Demi menyelamatkan Ibunya, Zhao Ling mengorbankan masa mudanya untuk menjadi seorang Alkemis. Karena dirinya tidak memiliki Nadi spiritual, membuatnya direndahkan, dihina, dan dianggap tak lebih dari serangga oleh keluarganya sendiri. Namun takdir tetap kejam. Ibundanya meninggal, meninggalkan Zhao Ling dengan dendam yang membara, dan tekad untuk menghancurkan mereka semua. Tanpa Nadi spiritual, balas dendam itu mustahil. Sampai Zhao Ling menyadari ada sesuatu yang terpenjara di dalam tubuhnya. Sebuah Sosok Kegelapan Terlarang, sumber kehancuran kuno yang pernah hampir memusnahkan dunia. Makhluk itu menawarkan kekuatan. Sebagai gantinya, nyawa Zhao Ling dipertaruhkan. Kini Zhao Ling dihadapkan pada satu pilihan: menyegel kejahatan itu demi kedamaian dunia, atau melepaskannya, dan menjadi bencana berikutnya. Saksikan dan nantikan adegan-adegan penuh intrik yang menegangkan di setiap babnya!

On our wedding anniversary, my husband has his intern put on the custom-made wedding gown he prepared for me. "You wouldn't have looked good in a wedding gown with your baby bump, anyway. She's saving us trouble by wearing the gown for you. Think about how kind she is!" Before I can rebuke him, an earthquake happens. I lose my balance and fall to the floor. Instantly, I feel moisture on my legs. At the same time, my husband received a call from his intern. "There are so many frogs here, Mr. Quinn. I'm so scared…" My husband turns to leave, but I grab his pant leg. "Ethan, I—" "It's just a minor earthquake—the ground barely even shook. Don't make a mountain out of a molehill. Didn't you hear Chloe crying because she was so scared? Can't you be sympathetic?" He ignores the blood pooling around me and hurries off to comfort Chloe Bennett. That night, they share a passionate kiss under a sky full of fireworks. Meanwhile, my child dies in my belly. It's a pretty good way to end things. Someone like Ethan Quinn doesn't deserve to have his own children.

My husband's childhood friend says she wants her crystal beads to soak up some of the good luck in our home. Because of that, he scatters the beads on the floor, making me slip and miscarry. I'm in agony as I lie on the operating table. I call my husband incessantly, but all he does is block my number. I lie in the hospital ward after the operation. I see my husband's childhood friend's social media update—a photo of him worshipfully holding out a certificate while getting down on one knee. It's captioned, "He loves me so much! I said I'm interested in running a business and he actually set up a company for me!" On the day of the branch company's grand opening, my husband's childhood friend wears an expensive custom-made gown. Meanwhile, I wear her discarded goods. I'm barred from even entering the building. I suppress my bitterness and call my lawyer. "Are the divorce procedures done?"

On New Year's Eve, my husband, Max Davis, took me to a private dinner hosted by a big industry player. We had barely made our way around the room when a strange woman suddenly shoved me into the pool. When I insisted on checking the surveillance footage and calling the police, Max firmly held me back. He warned me to "remember my place" and not embarrass him in front of everyone. In the brief time I changed into another gown, I returned to find that same woman perched on my husband's lap, her red lipstick leaving traces on his collar. "Max, you're right! That nasty scar on her stomach really does look like a centipede. It's so hideous!" She giggled with mock innocence, adding, "It's been so fun messing with your wife. Next time, can I slap her when no one's looking?" Meanwhile, Max gazed at her like she was the only woman in the world, gently tracing his finger over her nose. "Of course, you can," he replied, eyes still locked on hers. "I'll even tie her hands behind her back for you."

The night before my wedding, my mom got into a car accident—she needed a blood transfusion, fast. Her blood type was rare. Mine matched. I was pregnant, but I didn't think twice. I donated. While I was bleeding out, losing my baby, my fiancé, Joffrey Habsburg, and his brother—my so-called childhood friend—Mateo, were busy holding Nancy's hand during her cosmetic surgery. I begged Joffrey to save my mom. Only then did he bother to pick up a scalpel. When it was over, he said, "Surgery failed. She's gone." Two days later, I overheard Nancy purring through the door, wrapped around the Habsburg brothers. "Mateo really is a racer—he hit that old hag dead on. And Joffrey? You were amazing too, making sure she didn't survive the surgery. Thanks to you both, I got Lori's blood for my operation."

I'm diagnosed with late-stage cancer after undergoing a pre-employment medical checkup. My husband says the medication for my condition is expensive. He also says it can only relieve my pain, not treat the cause. I only have a year to live. Upon my husband's pleading, I agree to do an IVF. I endure the pain and put myself through torture to leave him with a child. However, I overhear him saying the child growing inside me isn't mine—it's his and his lover's. He's the one who wants me dead!

After failing the mission, the System gave me one final chance, and to succeed, I had to give birth to a child. The System promised that if the baby were born safely, it would reveal the truth to my target and give me one last glimmer of hope. However, six months into my pregnancy, just when things seemed stable, I was dragged onto an operating table in the middle of the night by my husband and family. My husband stopped the anesthesiologist from giving me any pain relief. “Let her feel the pain,” he said coldly. “We need to keep the kidneys as fresh as possible.” My parents instructed the doctor to draw my blood. “She’s the same blood type as our precious girl. Let’s take some for backup.” Even my childhood friend, the boy who had always been by my side, was the one to slice open my abdomen.  They wanted my kidneys to save my sister, who was dying from kidney failure. No one believed I was pregnant. No matter how much I begged, they went ahead with the operation, tearing me open. The baby couldn’t survive, and I died on that operating table. However, as my soul began to fade away, something strange happened. Those who had murdered me—my husband, my parents, my so-called friend—they all lost their minds.