Jenny Cam

She's craving for him and he wants her too. Jason Duncan and Lucy Smith are childhood sweethearts who later got seperated due to relocations ,however they meet again in America as boss and secretary and also as assassin and targeted.

I had just suffered a miscarriage. With trembling fingers, I called my husband, only to hear the sounds of a rowdy party on the other end. "Don, this was supposed to be your anniversary gift for your wife," a voice teased amidst the cheers. "Giving it to Miss Lena instead—aren't you afraid your lady will throw a fit?" Vincent's voice was deep and dismissive. "Lena's brother died saving my life. I owe her. As for Isabella... she's gentle. She'll understand." He paused, his tone turning colder. "Besides, she came to me with those scandalous rumors surrounding her past. The resources the Corleone family has given her over the years are more than enough to compensate for these little grievances." As blood stained the hem of my skirt, I silently pressed the end-call button. Tears fell uncontrollably. He doesn't know yet—the baby is gone, and I am finally done with him.

The day I got out of prison, my girlfriend—who I hadn't seen in five years—pulled up in a Maserati to pick me up. In the passenger seat sat a guy in his early twenties, athletic build. His face looked a little too much like mine did when I was younger. Selene told me not to make a scene. Not to want things that were never mine. She said with her status now, she could have as many pretty boys as she wanted. Right now, she only had one. Apparently, he was my replacement. So I shouldn't be so narrow-minded. After all, a guy like me—fresh out of prison with a record—wasn't even in her league anymore. I stared at Selene, a little dazed. She wasn't wrong. But she seemed to have forgotten why I went to prison in the first place.

Kehidupan Rehan tiba-tiba berubah drastis sejak memiliki sebuah kacamata kuno pemberian seorang kakek misterius. Namun di balik gemerlapnya dunia yang sejak lama diimpikan, ada hal lain yang justru tidak diinginkan oleh lelaki tersebut. Cinta, kekayaan, nafsu, serta segudang kemegahan yang dimiliki, ternyata bukan itu yang membuatnya bisa merasakan kebahagiaan. Simak kisahnya di KACAMATA BERDARAH.

Tristan Satria Adinata, seorang laki-laki tampan dan mapan berusia 35 tahun, terjebak cinta pada gadis belia berusia 15 tahun bernama Grizelle Lasmaya. Grizelle adalah seorang gadis remaja yang masih duduk di bangku SMA. Gadis itu selalu membantu orangtuanya bekerja di kantin sebuah perusahaan yang dikelola oleh keluarga Adinata saat sepulang sekolah. Paras Grizelle yang rupawan ternyata membuat Tristan jatuh hati hingga tidak ada tempat untuk wanita lain. Meski sudah berkali-kali mencoba melabuhkan hasrat pada wanita lain, tapi laki-laki yang menjabat sebagai CEO di perusahaan itu tidak juga mendapatkan kepuasan batiniah. Ingin mencoba mendekati Grizelle, tapi Tristan sadar mereka terpaut usia yang cukup jauh. Maka, laki-laki itu mengambil keputusan untuk menunggu Grizelle paling tidak sampai usianya 18 tahun. Tiga tahun menunggu kuncup itu mekar, membuat Tristan semakin arrogan. Sebab Grizelle tak pernah sekalipun menunjukkan rasa suka padanya. Dan kemarahan Tristan memuncak ketika dia mengetahui Grizelle sudah memiliki seorang kekasih. Laki-laki itu dengan serta-merta mengancam Grizelle agar mau menikah dengannya, namun Grizelle menolak mentah-mentah. Tapi Tristan tidak kehabisan akal. Laki-laki itu mengancam akan mengusir Grizelle dan orang tuanya dari kantin yang menjadi sumber kehidupan Grizelle dan keluarganya selama bertahun-tahun, jika Grizelle tidak mau menikah dengannya. Tristan juga mengancam Grizelle dengan dalil hutang piutang orang tuanya. Apakah Grizelle akan rela dinikahi oleh pria arrogan yang usianya terpaut 20 tahun lebih tua? Yang tentu saja sama sekali tidak dia cintai ....

The most reckless thing I had ever done was turn my back on the Moretti name and leave St. Clair Harbor with Lucian DeLuca when the Commission pushed his family out and he had nothing left. For three years, we lived in a drafty Brooklyn loft and ducked black Chevrolets on winter nights. Then Lucian fought his way back to the East Coast table. Everyone started calling him Mr. DeLuca again,and I became Mrs. DeLuca, the woman he swore he would always protect. Then Clara Voss appeared. She had once saved his life as a night nurse at an underground clinic, and Lucian never forgot it. He bought her a clinic, protected her family, and let her step, inch by inch, into the middle of our marriage. He said he still loved me, but he also said I was spoiled, jealous, and needed to learn my place. So I did. I signed the divorce papers and left New York behind. Mrs. DeLuca was dead. Evelyn Moretti had come back.

She married him because of a contract, not love. He stayed because it was convenient, not because he cared. For three years, she played the perfect wife- silent, patient, invisible, while his heart belonged to someone else. When the woman he truly loved returned, divorce was the only thing he offered her. Broken but not weak, she signed the papers and walked away, determined to rebuild her life and reclaim the version of herself she lost in that marriage. But when she finally learns how to live without him, he realizes his biggest mistake was letting her go. Now regret follows him everywhere. The woman he once ignored is no longer waiting. And love is no longer guaranteed. In a marriage that began with a contract and ended in divorce, can love find its way back—or is this second chance already too late?

"No... She's not my girlfriend... How do you expect me to date an over fed chicken. Fluid-filled being.... Never!" Bullied, betrayed, and broken….. Overweight Annie had every reason to disappear. But when a mysterious woman offers her a lifeline, she is transformed from a broken girl into a rising star in the modeling world. With beauty, confidence, and ambition now on her side, Annie's path crosses again with the man who broke her heart years ago. As sparks fly and secrets unravel, Annie must decide: will she succumb to love…… or use it to write the ending they never saw coming? Even while at the peak of her career, those seen as angels were the devils. But the question is, WHO IS THE DEVIL?

I use a full decade just to be able to stand by Claude Thorne's side as an equal. In the past, I used to be an outsider who was often ignored by others, but slowly, I've transformed into Claude's most trusted Beta as well as the future Luna. But I decide to leave Claude one month before the Luna coronation ceremony is set to begin. It's because Claude has personally placed the Luna crown, which is supposed to be mine, onto Victoria Grimm's head instead. "It's just a crown. Victoria doesn't have anyone left in this world. What's wrong with letting her wear it? You're the future Luna, so you must be more magnanimous." I never bothered crying or throwing a tantrum. Instead, I've secretly dissolved the mate bond between Claude and me. Just like that, I've graciously given away the position as Claude's mate to Victoria magnanimously, like the way Claude wants me to be. But he goes nuts instead. He tracks me all the way to the human society in an attempt to patch things up with me. But what he doesn't expect to see is Silas Wulfric, the legendary Alpha King, getting down on one knee in front of me. "Heather, since that blind fool is incapable of crowning you as his Luna, allow me to make you the Luna Queen."

News of my groom's death arrived, but I shed no tears. Instead, I quickly reclaimed his shares and had his death officially recorded. Why? I was reborn. In my previous life, my family had adopted three boys to accompany me since childhood, all of whom were potential candidates to be my husband. As the heiress of the wealthiest family in the country, my father feared I wouldn't be happy marrying someone else we weren't familiar with. I chose Jayden, the most capable of the three brothers—but just three days after the wedding, he passed away. In my grief, I gave up on remarriage. With Jesse and Joel's persuasion, I lived the rest of my life as a widow. Upon reaching eighty, I went to Massalia, where we once pledged our love. There, I encountered Jayden…who had supposedly died sixty years ago! He was living with my maid, who had gone missing decades ago, surrounded by children and grandchildren, living a happy and contented life. When I realized I had been deceived my whole life, I was so enraged that my vision suddenly darkened. I died of a brain hemorrhage on the spot. When I awoke, I had returned to the day the news of his death had arrived. Let's see how a man who should have died intended to continue living!