It Start With One Thing

Warning. mohon bijak dalam memilih bacaan Dua tahun setelah kematian suaminya, Hana harus menemukan kenyataan kalau putra kecilnya mengidap leukemia. Hana tidak punya pilihan lain, dia harus mencari uang dalam jumlah banyak untuk biaya pengobatan anaknya. Situasi itu mempertemukan Hana dengan Devan. Devan, sang CEO yang angkuh karena patah hati bersedia memberikan banyak uang pada Hana asalkan Hana bersedia bermalam dengannya. Demi menyelamatkan putra kesayangannya, Hana pun terpaksa melakukannya. Seiring kebencian yang muncul di hati Hana kepada Devan yang telah membuatnya terpaksa melakukan hal itu, cinta di hati Devan justru tumbuh terhadap Hana. Devan merasa sangat menyesal ketika mengetahui kalau Hana tidur dengannya demi menyelamatkan putranya. Devan berusaha meminta maaf dan mendapatkan hati Hana. Akankah Hana memaafkan lelaki yang telah memanfaatkan dirinya? Bisakah Hana menghilangkan bayangan kelam dari malam ketika Hana merasa dia telah menjual diri demi uang? Bagaimanakah kisah cinta Hana dan Devan?

Hindi alam ni Roselle na ang trabahong aapplyan niya ay dadalhin siya sa underworld para ibenta sa mga mayayamang tao, mafia, gangster at sindikato. Nabili ng isang matanda si Roselle pero tumakas siya sa kwarto kung saan siya ikinulong. Sa pagtakas niya ay pumasok siya sa isang kwarto, ang kwarto ni Darius Montemayor. Humingi ng tulong si Roselle kay Darius na iligtas siya. Binili ni Darius sa dobleng halaga si Roselle at dahil nasa ilalim ng droga si Roselle ay siniil niya nang halik si Darius. Paano kung ang isang gabing pagkakamali ay magbunga? Limang taon ang lumipas simula nang may nangyari sa kanila. Isang araw, dumating na ang presidente ng kompanyang pinagtatrabahuan ni Roselle. Nanlaki ang mga mata niya ng makilala niya si Darius Montemayor, ang presidente ng kompanya at ama ng kaniyang anak. Magkakaroon ba ng pagmamahalan sa pagitan nilang dalawa dahil sa anak nila? Paano kung malaman ng mga ito ang nakaraan ng kaniyang mga pamilya? Will they still love each other or will they kill each other?

Fiona finds her husband cheating on her for yrs with his secretary. Heartbroken, she's wasted alone in bar. Her husband keeps calling her. His billionaire boss:"Pick it up. Let him hear your moan. Tell him he's fired and you're mine..."

Yvonne Larson, my housekeeper, has always been punctual, but she ends up being late today. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Carter. Dinner's not ready yet. I hope you won't mind. I had no choice. I waited for over half an hour, but no one got the door for me. I even called Mrs. Carter a few times, but she didn't take my calls. That's why I ended up running late." Halfway through changing into my house slippers, I pause and frown. "Yvonne, didn't Susanna give you the access card to the apartment?" Yvonne looks confused. "The access card? Mrs. Carter never gave me any card." "Never?" "That's right," Yvonne confirms timidly while wiping the sweat off her brow. "For the past month, I've always had to call Mrs. Carter and ask her to open the door for me. She wasn't picking up her phone today, so I had to wait outside…" That's strange. I've checked the logs before. The access card has been used multiple times throughout the past month.

I double over in pain after assisting Adrian Randall with a late-night operation. He immediately carries me to a ward to check on me. However, before he can do that, he receives a call from a patient and hurries off. That night, I miscarry. When I come out of the operating theater, I see his childhood friend's social media update. She's shared a photo of her baby bump. "He hurried to come to my side just because I was lost. You have to treat Adrian well in the future, my darling!" I rub my belly, which throbs with a dull ache. I don't cry and demand an explanation from Adrian as I would have in the past. Instead, I like the post and apply for a position on the Borderless Medical Assistance Program. The day I leave, the high and mighty Dr. Randall looks at me with red-rimmed eyes. He asks, "How can you bear to leave me behind?"

Because of her father’s debt, napilitan si Zia pumayag sa kagustuhan ng pinagkakautangan ng kanyang ama na maging alipin nito sa loob ng isang taon kaya lang ay hindi nito nilinaw kung anong klaseng alipin at iyon pala ay ang pagiging alipin nito sa kama. Wala na siyang nagawa pa kundi ang tiisin na lang ang lahat lalo na at isang taon lang naman ang kasunduan nila at bukod pa doon ay kapalit ng pagtitiis niya doon ay ang pagkakaligtas naman ng buhay ng kanyang ama. One year, just one year. Kahit na ang araw araw ay tila bangungot sa buhay niya. Ngunit habang lumilipas ang mga araw ay unti-unting nagbago ang pakikitungo ni Astre sa kaniya, unti-unti itong naging malambot at mas naging maingat sa kaniya hanggang sa tuluyan na itong nagtapat na nahuhulog na ito sa kaniya. Nagulat siya noong una dahil maging siya, sa kabila ng pagiging halimaw nito sa kama ay unti-unti na rin siyang nahuhulog dito. Ang akala niya ay magiging masaya sila pero doon pala magsisimula ang pagsubok sa relasyon nila. ...

"Mahal kita...kahit bawal." *** Hindi akalain ni Celeste Rockwell na ang isang simpleng pagkakamali ay magiging simula ng pinakamalaking gulo sa buhay niya. Isang gabi lang… pero bakit hindi niya ito matakasan? At paano kung ang lalaking kasama niya nang magising siya ay walang iba kundi ang kanyang Ninong Chester Villamor—ang cold-hearted billionaire doctor na hindi kailanman naniwala sa pag-ibig? Ngunit isang balita ang tuluyang nagpagulo sa lahat—buntis siya. At ang solusyon ng kanyang Ninong? Isang secret contractual marriage. Maitatago ba nila ang sekreto nilang dalawa? Mananatili ba silang propesyonal kahit pilit nang pumipintig ang puso? O itataya nila ang lahat—reputasyon, respeto, at emosyon—para sa isang pagmamahalang hindi nila inakala?

I'm Victoria Corsini, the only daughter of the Corsini family's Don in Iberny. The marriage alliance partner whom Father has picked out for me is Cesar Romano, the new mafioso upstart in the underworld. Cesar is an ambitious man who intends to take over the casino industry in Navoles City. However, he's in the middle of getting oppressed by the alliance of powerful families due to his shaky foundation. In short, he might file for bankruptcy anytime soon. This means his only way out is to marry me and ask for the Corsini family's protection. In order to uncover his true colors, I put on a disguise and infiltrate Cesar's casino as a greenhorn dealer. On my first day at the job, I feel someone gripping my wrist tightly. "What makes you think you get to deal in the VIP hall? You really think a nobody like you has the right to touch the chips here?" I look up to see Liliana Conti, the casino's manager. She happens to be wearing an arrogant look at the moment. Everyone else begins muttering among themselves. "Liliana is Mr. Romano's beloved lover. He has stated more than once that he'll give this casino to her as a gift." Liliana flashes me a contemptuous smirk. Then, she slams a tray of casino chips that are made of gold in my face. "Drag her out of the casino and chop her hands off! Make her understand that I, Liliano Conti, am the one who determines the rules on Cesar's turf!" I just chuckle icily in response. To think that I, the future mistress of this casino, am being threatened to get kicked out of the casino by a worker right now… After shaking the bodyguards off me, I dial Cesar's number and set the call on speaker mode in front of everyone. "Cesar, your manager is threatening to chop my hands off. She even declares that you've given her the right to set the rules in place. "It seems that your casino doesn't really need the Corsini family's support, after all. I suppose we can call off our marriage, then?"

On our wedding night, my fiancé's best friend barged into our room for the third time, claiming a wedding prank. Having had enough, I warned Sam Whitman that if we didn't consummate our marriage that night, it was as good as over. He glanced at my half-unbuttoned dress and dismissed my words as a tantrum. Then Candace Lombard stormed in for the ninth time, ripped off the covers, and livestreamed our intimate moments. Sam merely pushed me aside and told me to be understanding. She climbed into our bed, smirking as she claimed the spot between us. "Wedding night prank? I get it," I grinned, leaning into her livestream camera. "Alright, everyone, fire up those donations! I'm about to let my husband take a mistress live. Let's make it a show!"

I help my students gain admission to top state art academies, yet my boss, Sebastian Emerson, withholds every cent of the pay I earned from 24 consecutive days of overtime. When I confront him in anger, he accuses me of stealing 120 thousand dollars in training fees from the students. "Honestly, being poor is no excuse for being shady. And having disabled parents doesn't give you the right to steal. "You've got two days to pay it back! Otherwise, I'll make sure you spend a few nights in jail, and I'll even inform your parents!" When a student calls, he snatches the phone and starts screaming, "There's no money! All your tuition went into buying your art supplies! If you've got a problem, go ahead and sue me, brat!" Meanwhile, Jayla Buckley, who is curled up in his arms, keeps placing order after order of Chaennal haute couture without the slightest hesitation. Watching the two of them colluding so shamelessly, I grip my attorney license in my pocket until my knuckles ache. Take it to court? Litigation? That's my arena. And I'll make sure both of them end up exactly where they belong—behind bars.