Jars Of Clean Copy

When I'm seven years old, my dad turns me in to the Court Judgment of the Born Wicked because of my tendency to vomit. If I'm found guilty, my blood ties with my dad will be forcibly severed. Then, I'll be sent to prison. Everyone claims that Dad is just making a fuss over nothing. "Your daughter is still so young, so it's natural for her to fall ill. As a father, you should be more considerate toward her." But when the evidence is shown, everyone clamps up immediately. There was once when Dad drank so much to the point he suffered from gastric bleeding. The business contract that he managed to convince his client to sign was all soiled because I vomited on him as soon as he got home. Thanks to me, the contract was voided. Dad got fired on the spot. During Bryce Fuller, my older brother's birthday, I vomited onto his birthday cake in front of his classmates. Because of that, Bryce was isolated by all of his classmates. He became so depressed that he tried to slit his wrist in an attempt to take his own life. I'll keep vomiting everywhere, be it at the dining table or on my bed. Dad and Bryce have to clean me up more than 30 times every day. They suffer greatly because of me. What angers everyone the most is that after I'm done vomiting, I'll laugh at everyone in a provocative manner. The judge gives his verdict instantly, claiming that I'm wicked by nature. Bryce's eyes redden immediately. As he cries, he tells me that he can't bear to see me leaving him. I never shed any tears, nor do I throw a tantrum. Instead, I accept the judge's verdict calmly, but with a prerequisite condition that the judge finishes watching my memories. The judge is shocked, to say the least. "We'll have to crack your skull open in order to extract your memories. You'll be in a world of pain. Are you sure about that?" I nod in determination. But Bryce, on the other hand, looks alarmed. "I won't agree to that!"

21++ UNTUK DEWASA !! Romansa 4 triliuner muda yang termasuk dalam penggerak roda ekonomi dunia. Alfano Gibadesta Dengan tinggi badan 180 cm dilengkapi tubuh atletis, wajah tampan dengan suara serak sexy yang jarang terdengar. Pemilik dari sebuah maskapai penerbangan internasional yang bekerja sama dengan banyak negara bagian timur. Anak tunggal dari pemilik songdo hospitality rumah sakit yang banyak menangani kasus bedah plastik untuk para artis papan atas di Korea. Kehidupannya sangat sempurna, menikmati setiap malam dengan gadis berkelas yang selalu berbeda di setiap malamnya, banyak yang merasa penasaran bagaimana rasanya bermalam dengan seorang triliuner muda yang terkenal dengan keperkasaan nya sebagai seorang Casanova. Ganesa Raiden Pria dengan sifat diktator yang disegani para pebisnis internasional khususnya batubara. Mempesona dengan tinggi badan 181 cm, memiliki beberapa tato di badannya yang terbentuk sempurna penuh filosofi. Memiliki beberapa casino di jepang bergelut dengan beberapa clean dari dunia hitam. Sifat dinginnya membuat kesan misterius yang memikat. Membuat banyak wanita menggodanya hanya untuk bisa bermalam di ranjang nya, berharap dalam semalam dapat meluluhkan hati sang pangeran es. Leonardo Geonard Berlian menjadi tombak untuk nya agar bisa mendapatkan banyak uang seperti saat ini. Ia memiliki kulit yang putih dan hidung mancung campuran timur tengah. Berbadan tinggi besar namun terlihat nyaman dipandang. Sifat lembutnya membuat ia hanya perlu duduk untuk mendapatkan seorang wanita duduk di atas pangkuannya. Dan ia salah satu Casanova yang sangat di kenal diantara mereka. Alaric Reidan Kalian ingin melihat seorang pangeran?. Ia adalah putra tunggal dari seorang raja minyak terbesar di dunia. Memiliki sifat ramah dan berbahaya, tidak tertebak. Ia memiliki tinggi 180 cm, dan sedikit cambang menutupi dagunya. Matanya bagai batu safir, sangat mempesona. Memiliki banyak sekandal Karena sikapnya yang terlalu ramah namun juga sangat agresif, ia tidak akan membiarkan betina lewat begitu saja di depan sarangnya. ini bukan tentang mereka tapi tentang kekuatan TAKDIR!!

Moments before my Mating Ceremony, the guards shoved me from the altar. I watched, paralyzed, as another she-wolf in a pristine white gown took my place. My mate, Beta Seth, didn't even flinch. He took her hand—the hand of his childhood sweetheart, Brielle. And in that silence, his voice echoed in my head through the mind link. "Brielle is pregnant with a rogue's pup. She's mateless. I have to claim her, give her a home in the pack. It's to protect the child. I won't actually mark her. When this is all over, you'll still be my only one." I almost believed his bullshit. Until I saw Seth's hand stroking Brielle's waist after the ceremony. And Brielle, pulling him in for a kiss. In that moment, my eyes burned, and I was rooted to the spot. Seth thought I'd wait. Everyone who watched me pine for him thought I'd come crawling back, begging him to complete our bond. After all, we were fated mates. I'd been waiting for this ceremony for five years. But they had no idea. I turned my back on the pack and left. The moment that failed ceremony ended, I bonded with Lucian. The most powerful Vampire Prince. Three years later, I came back. Lucian called for a truce with the werewolves—all for me. As his mate, I returned to my former pack lands to witness the treaty. But the first thing my arrogant ex-fated mate did was rip the huge moonstone pendant off my neck. "That's the Vampire Prince's moonstone. He bought it for his blood-bonded mate years ago. Where did you get that cheap knock-off? A street stall?" "Enough with the tantrum. Come back. Brielle's kid is three. You can have a cot in the utility closet and clean up after him. Now take that cheap thing off your neck. Don't screw up the peace treaty." I just stood there, rubbing the sore spot on my neck where the chain had scraped, and let out a quiet sigh. He didn’t know that the moment anyone tried to rip this pendant from my throat, Lucian would feel it. And the only thing that would greet them… was his world-ending fury.