Jet Plane Lirik

O arquirrival do meu tio salvou minha vida duas vezes. Na primeira, foi no mar — um naufrágio, ondas violentas. Ele surgiu pilotando um jet ski e me tirou da morte certa. Na segunda, eu fui enganada. Puseram algo na minha bebida. Desesperada, dormi com o homem dez anos mais velho do que eu, o lendário herdeiro de Solmaré, Lourenço Monteblanco. Depois daquela noite intensa, o antigo mulherengo finalmente sossegou, e passou a ser só meu. Ele registrava, uma vez após a outra, meu corpo entregue ao desejo. Meu rosto queimava de vergonha, mas por dentro eu sorria — embriagada pela doçura de ser amada. Até que, do fim do corredor, vieram vozes soltas e sujas... — Lourenço, você tá se divertindo até demais, hein? — Aliás, imagina o Gilberto Marques sabendo que a sobrinha dele tá sendo comida há três anos pelo inimigo dele?

Victor’s private jet has barely cleared the runway when Amelia’s legs spread for the one man she’s never allowed to touch: her husband’s son. She has everything money can buy, except the brutal, filthy fucking her body craves. Ethan has the thick, merciless cock that finally gives it to her. For nineteen stolen days they turn the penthouse into their personal playground: the marble island where she screams into his mouth, the glass shower where he pins her dripping wet, the marital bed where he pumps her full night after night while Victor sleeps in ignorance thirty thousand feet away. She was a bored trophy wife. Now she’s a dripping, obsessed slut who counts the hours until her husband leaves again, because only Ethan can split her open, ruin her, and make her come so hard she forgets she ever belonged to anyone else. Nineteen days. No panties. No mercy. And when Victor comes home, she’ll greet him with Ethan’s cum still warm inside her, smiling like the perfect wife.

Tatlong taon na ang lumipas mula nang iniwan ako ni Cassiel Esquivel—the man who once owned me in every way. A trillionaire tech mogul. Ruthless in business and even more ruthless in love. Akala ko ligtas na ako. Akala ko tapos na ang lahat sa amin. But one day, I woke up in his private jet—kidnapped, disoriented, and furious. “I’m saving your life,” sabi niya, “because you clearly have no idea what kind of danger you’re in.” Pero ano nga ba ang mas delikado? ‘Yong mga taong humahabol sa akin… o ‘yong lalaking minsan ko nang minahal at winasak ang puso ko? Now I’m trapped on a private island with the man who still knows every inch of me. The man I swore I’d never forgive. And maybe... the only man I’ll ever love. Pero para makawala sa kan’yang hawak, wala akong ibang paraan kundi akitin siya… kahit pa ang ibig sabihin nito ay sunugin ang sarili ko sa apoy ng pagnanasa.

Two worlds collide when Jake, a business CEO and a billionaire player skilled with bedding different women and Dohana, a noble princess living her new low-profile life in a new city meet at a boat party, they hit it off. Each of them not aware of each other's real identities. The billionaire, suffering from trust issues, not knowing whether woman love him for real or for his money, and the princess who escaped home from an arranged marriage with an evil Prince of Paris- begin to believe their love is sincere. But when Jake realises Dohana is just another normal lady and no different to all the woman he has dated in the city, he looses interest and dumps her. Dohana believing that mating with a princess simply means fate. She's determined to make Jake pay and take him back to the Kingdom to be the King of Andorra. And so, Dohana sets up the ten plagues of a Princess' love bite. At the end, she wins his heart and they Jet off to Andorra. The Queen Mother wishes her daughter to Marry the Prince of Paris instead, insisting that Jake is not worthy to be King. Their attempts to slander and kill Jake has him escape the palace cell and run into the Andorra community, who help their 'hero' plot his return to stop the wedding in time, take back his wife and defeat the Royals enemies and sit on the throne of Andorra as it's worthy King.

Ellie’s holiday escape to France was supposed to be quiet. Solo. Drama-free. Then a snowstorm ruins her plans, her hotel cancels, and she’s left with exactly one option: crashing with the hot single dad she met on the plane and his adorable, matchmaking son. What starts as one night only turns into shared mornings, lingering looks, and the kind of chemistry that makes boundaries blur fast. Trapped together by winter weather and bad decisions, Ellie finds herself falling for a man who’s guarded, irresistible, and absolutely not part of her plan. But holiday magic doesn’t last forever… and neither do easy choices. Ellie thought she was escaping the holidays, not walking straight into temptation. Unbeknownst to her, being snowed in with a devastatingly attractive single dad and his far-too-cute son would turn a ruined vacation into something unforgettable. One lingering glance, a shared night, and an impossible choice.

On our honeymoon tour, my husband and I faced an earthquake. I thought I was lucky to have booked a flight home, but then Ethan Parker snatched my passport and fled with my stepsister, Lily Foster. Stranded on a foreign land, I saw her new post. Lily: [Talking about clinginess, no one beats Ethan.] An attached photo showed their hands intertwined. In the chaos, someone stole my phone and cash. When aftershocks hit, I couldn't escape and got buried in a collapsed building. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day of the first quake. Seeing Ethan bolt from Lily's room, I didn't say a word, just quietly canceled his plane ticket. If they loved each other so much, I'd let them go on and be a doomed couple.

The golden boy of high society once stopped a plane for me. And I? I once ran away while pregnant, disappearing for three years. We got married. Nine years later, a younger, stunning woman appeared by his side. She was vibrant and fearless, joining him in all his wild adventures. Meanwhile, I had become a stay-at-home mom, spending my days making sure our daughter didn’t eat junk food. My husband said in disappointment, “Elaine, you’re not the woman you used to be.” Even our daughter complained. “Miss Snow is smart, gorgeous, and makes her own money. But you? You just rely on my dad.” The next morning, I grabbed my ID and filed for divorce. They must have forgotten that at twenty-two, I had the guts to jump off a cliff into the ocean just to break free, and at thirty-five, I would still have the strength to start over.

A few days before my postpartum period ended, I found two plane tickets to Mirelia tucked inside Daryl’s wallet. I was secretly delighted. I thought he had planned a surprise for me. But on the very day I was supposed to recover, he told me that his company had suddenly sent him on a business trip. I tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep—only to see his first love post on social media. [Finally fulfilled our promise to kiss at Saint Vyron Cathedral. Thank you, God. After all this time, it’s still you.] The photo showed the two of them holding hands and kissing. I didn’t confront him right away. Instead, I turned to look at my sleeping daughter beside me, then picked up my phone. [Dad, I've made up my mind. I'll take over the family business.]

As the plane was going down, we discovered one of the parachutes was defective. In that life-or-death moment, Eugene Shaw handed me the last working parachute. I made it to the ground, but my illegitimate sister, Sharon Cook, was lost in the crash, her remains never recovered. After our rescue, Eugene kept his word and married me, fulfilling our engagement. The wedding was extravagant, but our marriage was a complete disaster. For six years, he lived with a searing hatred, convinced I was responsible for Sharon’s death. To him, I was a villain, and my life became a living hell. When we finally reached the end of our toxic marriage, Eugene dragged me back to the site of the crash, choosing to end both our lives in a twisted act of vengeance. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on that fateful day, just before the crash. This time, I decided to give the chance of survival to the person he loved most.

Eighteen and desperate due to my mother's illness, I enter the orbit of Enzo Lombardi, a powerful, feared mafia boss. He treats me with impossible sweetness, and I find myself sinking into his possessive love and lavish spoiling. Everything changes the day a woman named Isabella Gallo shows up. She claims she's the one Enzo truly loves, and she laughs as she slides a two-million-dollar check across the table, demanding that I leave him. I turn down the money. She then suggests we both send him a message at the same time and see who he cares about more. Holding on to one last bit of hope, I text Enzo that I'm in a car accident. Isabella, on the other hand, tells him her plane is about to land. I wait for his reply, but nothing comes. Instead, I watch as Isabella picks up his call. At that moment, I understood it was time for me to go.