Joe Machi Married

He was supposed to be her sister's Fiancee but one incident brought them together and now the playboy billionaire flirt wants to marry her instead of her sister Kira Reed is an easygoing, though sometimes crazy, kind of girl who wants nothing but a perfect love life with her boyfriend, Jamison, despite coming from a poor home with a callous father and aunt who treat her and her sister Mina badly. Kira wants nothing but a peaceful life. However, her whole life takes a nasty turn when she is forced to marry the most despicable person on Earth, if she would say, and who was also supposed to be her sister's fiancé. Well, he's none other than Dylan Bills, the rich heir to the Bills conglomerate, a crazy bad boy, a total playboy, a pervert, a professional flirt, and a boobs-and-ass freak who could go crazy for anything called boobs and ass so long as it's massive. Now Kira and Dylan had already met in a popular mall before, and their encounter had been anything but eventful, which of course resulted in Kira's dislike for him, and she even prayed not to cross paths with him again. But now that one thing led to another and they were being forced to get married, how do you think they're going to take the news, especially Kira? And what about Kira's elder sister, Mina, who was supposed to be the real bride here but lost the chance to her younger sister because of a certain mistake? How do you think she's going to take the news? As for Dylan, do you think he's going to change his bad, flirtatious ways for the little cute wife whom he finds really interesting? And what if there's more to the story that I'm letting on...?

“I now pronounce you husband and wife” was what the pope said, well just few of our families were present and the groom was no where to be found . My father told me he had urgent business to handle few hours before my big day…. Pure sarcasm by the way. Slowly slipping out of my wedding dress, flashbacks of how I was forced to marry a pompous mafia leader for my father’s greed stings my heart. Getting married without having to see the face of your so-called husband was the last thing on my wishlist . A man so arrogant to attend his own wedding was the last man I could ever love

Lorena Calvino Alessandro Moravia was the devil and I've caught his eye.i was supposed to marry his son Alessandro Moravia She has no business in my world,I have too many enemies.The Moravia crime family had status,power and wealth,she was the only thing I wanted.

"You're applying to be Noah's nanny," he said smoothly, his towering presence closing in on me. I felt the heat of his breath against my neck, sending shivers down my spine. "Yes, sir," I answered, keeping my voice steady. "I'll do my best to take care of him." But the truth was far from innocent. Becoming his son's nanny was only a cover—seducing him was my aim! ********** Elena Williams had lost everything: her child, her freedom, and five years of her life locked away in a psychiatric hospital by the very family that betrayed her. Now, they lived comfortably, protected by wealth and power, while she plotted her revenge. To bring them down, Elena needed an ally even more formidable than her enemies. Enter Justin Hunt—an enigmatic billionaire with the influence and strength to tip the scales. He was her ticket to vengeance, and she was willing to risk it all to capture his attention... even if it meant playing a dangerous game of seduction.

TRIGGER WARNING: Mature content ahead. Katalina This wasn't the plan. Getting married was the least of my priorities but here I am, dressed in white and taking marriage vows. What's even shocking is the man I am marrying; My mother's fiance, a man old enough to be my father. Huracio Katalina is the object of my fantasies. Something about her innocence stirs the darkest of desires inside me. She is like a pure rose and I am the devil. A devil covered with blood to the last tip of my fingers but that doesn't stop me from lusting after her.There's nothing I want but to taint her till she is corrupted by my essence. I know I shouldn't want her. I shouldn't crave her since she is my fiance's daughter. When her mother runs away from our wedding, I see an opportunity. An opportunity to live my fantasies and as the devil I am, I take it. Now, she is MINE! *** When Katalina finally finds out that Huracio is the Don of a Mafia gang, the same gang responsible for the death of her father, what will happen?

Isang maid ang inalok ng kasal ng kanyang boss para makuha nito ang mana. Dahil sa hirap ng buhay, pumayag siya kapalit ng ginhawa para sa kanyang pamilya. Ngayon, asawa na siya ng isang bilyonaryo. Pero kaya ba niyang manatili sa kasal na ito nang hindi nahuhulog sa boss niya—lalo na kung alam niyang mahal pa rin nito ang dating kasintahan?

“You helped your sister to run away with her boyfriend, right?” Aadil Waziri yelled at his newlyweds wife Inayat and he shook her head. “I didn't know she would run away.” She defended herself. “That means you knew. Then you could have told me about that. I would have backed out. I would never marry her forcefully. Now see what you have gotten yourself into. You spoiled both of our lives. You are stuck with me forever and me with you. But you have to pay for it. I will make your life hell. You are really my wife in papers but I will never claim you as my wife.” Pointing his finger at her he snarled at her. “Then why did you agree to marry me? You could have said no to this marriage.” Now Inayat lost her temper and yelled at him which enraged him more and he grabbed her jaw firmly, looking deadly into her eyes. “Because I want to ruin your life. You have to pay for your sister’s faults all your life. Welcome to my hellhole.” Saying that he let go of her face with a jerk and started laughing like a maniac.

Lunavia Luminari is someone who has spent the most of her life inside, reading and painting her inner thoughts. What she wants is to read her favorite romance book, bask in the sun and paint. But her peaceful life is destroyed when her family suddenly goes bankrupt and her Fiancee broke up with her and got together with her cousin. With the responsibility to help her family get back to her feet, she had no other option but to set herself up with the most dangerous man in the country who is 10 years older than her. It was at that time her life seems to have a new start, with a child that came suddenly and a husband, Luna has to protect herself, help her family rise to the top again and get rid of this marriage. But without realizing it, she already set herself up for a lifetime contract. Will she successfully get her desires without losing herself in the process? How would she cope with the new life that is placed in front of her? With a child between them, will she finally accept him as part of her life?

Rhian Monteclara, a fun-loving and fiercely ambitious 25-year-old, is the face behind Glam Perfume—the brand that brought “One scent, one story” to life. Rhian only wanted to forget a heartbreak—but one drunken night leads to a pinky promise with a dangerously charming stranger in a crimson suit. She wakes up in his bed, wearing a nightdress she doesn’t recognize… and a promise she might’ve made to marry him. The catch? He’s not just any man—he’s Damon Damien Alejandro, a powerful mafia boss with secrets as lethal as his smile. And now, she might be his… whether she remembers it or not. But what if their meeting wasn’t random? What if he’s been watching her all along? And what happens when a bubbly dreamer finds herself in the deadly world of crime, secrets... and a husband who may be her greatest danger—or her only salvation?

When my best friend died, his wife, Mia Lewis, was eight months pregnant. Mia said she didn't want her baby growing up without a father. I owed my best friend my life. He saved me, literally pulled me from death's door. So I stepped up, marrying Mia and raising their son as my own. Mia loved her career, so I quit mine. Traded my job for diapers and school runs. For seven whole years, I cooked, cleaned, folded laundry, and handled the housework. Rain or shine, sickness or health, I was there—every single day. Mia, though? She stayed cold, distant. Her warmth only surfaced in the bedroom—and even then, it was a flicker, never a flame. Just soft sighs and breathy murmurs, like she was playing a role she couldn't wait to finish. Afterward, she would quietly check the condom, as if she couldn't trust me. Then came New Year's Eve. A snap. A tear. A broken condom. Her fury struck like a thunderclap. She locked me out on the balcony, left me standing in the freezing rain, soaked to the bone as the wind howled like a wounded beast. Teeth chattering, I shivered as I watched the door like a dog, waiting to be let in. Then I saw him. Our boy, Ethan Bailey. Six years old. My son, at least in name. He came running with an umbrella in his hand. For a second, my heart leapt. 'Maybe, just maybe…' But he didn't even look at me. Just walked past in silence and handed the umbrella to the nanny heading out. Right then and there, something inside me cracked. I knew it was time to go.