Kim Taehyung Family

"ฉันไม่มีวันหมั้นกับผู้ชายมักมากนิสัยเสียอย่างนาย ไม่มีวัน" ณดาเอ่ยพร้อมกับเชิดหน้าใส่ ขณะที่เธอนั้นพยายามดันตัวออกจากการรัดกุมของดีเอ็ม "ทำไม คนอย่างฉันมันทำไม" ร่างสูงเอ่ยถามพร้อมกับจ้องใบหน้าสวยใส ด้วยสีหน้าและแววตาดุดัน "มักมากและสำส่อน เอาไม่เลือกอย่างนาย ต่อให้เหลือนายแค่คนเดียวฉันก็ไม่เอา" ณดาเอ่ยกับคนใจร้ายอย่างเหลืออด "สงสัยที่ปากเก่ง เถียงฉอดๆ แบบนี้ ไม่อยากเป็นแค่ว่าที่คู่หมั้น แต่อยากข้ามขั้นเป็นเมียฉันแทน" ร่างสูงเอ่ยจบ ก็ระดมจูบคนตัวเล็กไปทั่วทั้งใบหน้าและลำคอด้วยท่าทีโมโหสุดๆ เขารู้ว่าเธอนั้นเกลียดเขาเข้าใส้ แต่ทำไงได้ละในเมื่อครอบครัวดันเสนอตัวเธอมาให้กับเป็นคนของเขา แบบนี้ใครจะปล่อยให้โง่ละ มันก็ต้องลองกันหน่อย

"ฉันรวยมากพอ...ที่จะซื้อเธอ เอาคนอย่างเธอมากระแทกเล่นๆ ได้" ใบหน้าอันหล่อเหลาเอ่ยมาด้วยสีหน้าอันดุดัน "เงินนายอาจจะซื้อคนอื่นได้ แต่...ซื้อคนอย่างฉัน...ไม่ได้" "คำพูดเธอแม่งโครตจะดูแพง เลยวะ..." เจมส์เสมองร่างบางราวกับดูถูกผู้หญิงที่ตนกำลังสนใจ "แต่ที่จริงถูกยิ่งกว่าแจกฟรี..." "เพียะ" อันนาฟาดฝ่ามือเรียวเข้ากับใบหน้าอันหล่อเหลาของเจมส์ด้วยถ้อยคำที่ดูถูกและเหยียดหยาม "เธอ..." เจมส์จ้องอันนามาด้วยสายตาอันดุดัน ยัยนี้กล้าดียังไงมาตบหน้าเขาถึงสองครั้ง

I loved him for years. Alpha Xavier. But we weren't fated mates. So I did what any woman in love would do: after one night together, I convinced him to marry me, hoping to win his heart like my parents did. And it worked... until his fated mate showed up. Suddenly, I was the villain.I was framed for attacking his mate, rejected, and despised. The divorce papers were already on the table when I discovered I was pregnant. Pregnant with his children—a secret I knew I had to keep, because a man who hates you would never want your babies. So I lied, I ran, and I vanished into the world. Three years later, at an airport with my twins when I run into the last person I ever wanted to see again. Xavier He looks at my kids, his eyes filled with a warmth that I know is a lie. "How old are they?" he asks. My lie ready on my tongue. "They're not yours. I had a test before our divorce, remember?" And he believed me. Because the dates don't add up, and he can't possibly know the truth. But as he stands there, unable to shake the connection he feels to the kids and me, all our secrets and past wounds resurface. The man who cast me aside now looks at me with an agonizing mix of longing and confusion, and I have to wonder: is fate really done with us?

"ไง...หลบหน้าผัวมาหลายวัน" คนตัวโตกดเสียงมาอย่างไม่น่าฟัง ยิ่งเธอขัดขืนเขายิ่งเพิ่มแรงบีบที่ข้อมือ "ปล่อยนะพี่ริว พี่ไม่ใช่ ผัว..." เสียงเล็กถูกกลื้นหายในลำคอ เมื่อโดนคนใจร้ายตรงหน้าระดมจูบไปทั้งใบหน้า อย่างไม่ทันตั้งตัว ริวถอนจูบออก เสมองคนตรงหน้าอย่างเย้ยหยัน "ผัว...ที่เอาเธอคนแรกหนะ" "พี่ริว..." เจนิสตะเบ่งเสียงด้วยสีหน้าอันโกรธจัด "ทำไม เรียกชื่อพี่บ่อยแบบนี้ละครับ" ริวเอ่ยพร้อมกับสบตาคนตรงหน้าด้วยสายตาดุดัน "คิดว่าคืนนี้เธอจะรอดเหรอ" ริวตะเบ่งเสียงขึ้นมา จนร่างบางถึงกับชะงัก "ปล่อย...นะ คนเลว" ยิ่งเธอต่อต้านเขายิ่งรุนแรงกับเธอมากขึ้น "เอาดิ...เธอตบ ฉันจูบ..." ริวเอ่ยพร้อมกับจ้องมองด้วยสายตาดุดัน

Amada was plotted by her cousin to separate her from her fiancé. During the trip, their relatives tricked Amada into taking aphrodisiacs, then left Amada at a bar. Amada was sexually harassed by gangsters, fortunately she was saved by Nathan. When he learned that Amada had been hit by an aphrodisiac, Nathan was determined to save Amada despite Amada's desire to die to protect his virginity. Then one night of sex happened, and the next day Amada disappeared, leaving Nathan struggling to find. Some kind of event happened after the night Amada and Nathan had sex, what will be the fate of Amada as well as Nathan when they run into each other again?

I’m Isabella Russo, the mafia princess everyone loves to hate. Adrian Moretti—ice-cold underboss in a tailored suit—was sent to “discipline” me. I torched his villa, wrecked his meetings, even tried to make him lose control. At night, he did. Against glass, leather, marble—he taught me surrender and I hated how much I craved it. Then I learned the truth: Adrian was only a mask. His real name is Leon Moretti—heir to the empire and the fiancé promised to me since birth. It should have been a fairytale. Except my parents crowned a miracle sister who wasn’t a miracle at all. Elena slipped into my room, my heirloom, my future—and into his arms. When I was framed, caged in a walk-in freezer, whipped for a lie, he chose her. So I sold the engagement for $200M, left a single recording as proof, and vanished. By the time Leon becomes Don, he finally listens—to the tape that proves Elena’s an impostor… and to the echo of my footsteps leaving him for good. Now the most dangerous man in New York is done being careful. He’s hunting the woman he broke.

Pagkatapos ideklara ng doktor na brain dead ang anak kong si Mia Powell, kinumbinsi ako ng asawa kong si Liam Powelle na pirmahan ang organ donation consent form. Kasalukuyan ako noong nalulunod sa pagdadalamhati at malapit na ring mawala ang katinuan sa aking isipan. Dito ko aksidenteng nadiskubre na ang doktor ng aking anak na si Blair Lincoln ay ang dating kasintahan ng aking asawa. Nagsinungaling sila sa pagiging brain dead ni Mia para pirmahan ko ang form at makuha ang puso nito na kanilang gagamitin para mailigtas ang anak ni Blair na si Sophia. Pinanood ko ang pagsundo ni Liam kay Sophia sa ospital. Nakangiting umalis ang mga ito para bang isa silang perpekto at masayang pamilya. Nang kumprontahin ko ang mga ito, agad nila akong itinulak para mahulog mula sa isang building na siyang ikinamatay ko. Nang mabigyan ako ng ikalawang pagkakataon, bumalik ako sa araw kung kailan ko dapat pirmahan ang organ donation form. Tahimik akong nangako habang tinititigan ko ang nakahigang si Mia kaniyang hospital bed. Buhay ang sisingilin ko sa lalaking iyon at sa ex nito nang dahil sa ginawa nila kay Mia.

My bride went missing on the night of our big day but woke up in my brother's room the next day. My parents persuaded me to ignore it for the sake of fame but scolded my wife as an easy girl. Angrily, I moved out of the villa with my wife. Soon after, my wife had a miscarriage and suffered from depression due to gossip. She jumped off from the top floor in front of me. Desperately, I followed her. Opening my eyes again, I found myself back to the time when the wedding ended.

My best friend Sophie and I went into labor the very same night. I watched her switch out the two infants with my own eyes, but I did not tell a single soul. For the next decade, I fed, clothed, and raised a daughter that was not mine. On the day the two girls turned eighteen, they received their college offer letters at the same time. One got into an ivy league school, and the other, a community college whose name I had not even heard of. I had never seen Sophie so happy in my entire life. Grinning from ear to ear, she whipped out the DNA report she had been saving for this very moment. "Thank you for raising my daughter to be the valedictorian that she is today. It's time she returns to her mama. As for this good-for-nothing scum… You can take her back!" I sneered. "Very well then." She had no idea what was coming.

My daughter and my husband didn't look alike at all. My father-in-law always complained about it, accusing me of cheating. In the end, he even took my daughter to get a paternity test done. As expected, they were not blood related. My father-in-law told his son to divorce me and not to give me anything. My husband even wanted to kill my daughter by choking her. "I've been raising another man's daughter all this while! I'll be humiliated as long as she's alive!" I immediately threw the paternity test report involving my husband and my father-in-law at them. This time, it's my mother-in-law that was nervous as I looked them in the eyes and said, "Why don't you take a good look and see who is the one who is not blood related!"