Lier

She was never his wife—only his weapon. Alexandra Rossi believed love was enough to save her marriage. She was wrong. Drugged, deceived, and erased from her own life, Alexandra discovers that her husband married her not for love—but for profit. While the world celebrates Tristan Laurent as a visionary tycoon, Alexandra uncovers the truth: a marriage built on lies, hallucinations, and criminal ambition. When betrayal turns lethal, Alexandra crosses paths with Antonio Bianchi—a man who sees her not as a victim, but as a force waiting to awaken. In a world ruled by power, image, and silence, one woman decides to fight back. Marriage was her cage. Revenge will be her freedom.

After three years of courtship, Noah Howell finally agrees to marry me. However, on the day of our marriage, he abandons me on the altar in pursuit of his dream girl, Isabella Dawson. Furthermore, due to Isabella's baseless accusation, I end up in the sanitarium. While I suffer unimaginable torture in the sanitarium, Noah and Isabella are enjoying themselves out there, living the time of their life. By the time he remembers to bring me home, I'm already a broken soul. Later on, Noah begs me on his knees, his face full of tears. "Sadie, look! It's me, Noah!" With a sneer, I ask, "Who's Sadie?"

Je m'appelle Émeraude et j'ai eu le malheur de croiser un jour, un homme qui est devenu plus tard mon copain , des années plus tard, il est devenu mon Mac , car avec du chantage , il m'oblige à me prostituer , jusqu'au jour où je fus la rencontre de l'homme qui viendra m'enlever sous sa coupe .

Renata Kusuma Wijaya, kepala bagian liputan dari Baskoro TV yang sangat berdedikasi. Suatu hari, neneknya sakit parah sehingga terpaksa ia bersedia menerima tawaran menikah dengan putra CEO Baskoro TV— Gavriel Wijaya Baskoro. Ujian pernikahan silih berganti. Sahabat sekaligus mantan Gavrielle—Maira datang. Ia minta balas jasa atas kebaikannya di masa lalu pada Renata dengan memberikan salah seorang anaknya untuk ia asuh atau Renata hamil dari benih suami Maira. Masalah kembali datang. Kakek Renata—CEO perusahaan raksasa teh berkantor di Jepang meminta Renata bercerai dari Gavriele. Ia mengancam Renata karena kemampuan meracik teh yang dimiliki oleh Renata yang diwarisi dari neneknya.

He didn't expect to see her again, an encounter that ignited his love and desires for her; She didn't expect to meet him sooner —an encounter that ignited her hunger for revenge and a twisted desire. ****** He pushed me against the wall, "End the contract with my boss! You are playing with fire Victoria!" He roars. I remain unfazed; this is just the tip of the iceberg, and there is more to come. How I wish he could read the handwriting on the wall, he should be more scared of me, not his boss. "Dear ex-husband, are you jealous that I'm with your boss or is it something else?" I challenge him, a mysterious smile playing on the tip of my lips. His eyes blaze with fury, swiftly pinning me against the wall, his breath fanning my ear, sending shockwaves of pleasure despite the situation. "You know nothing; if you are aiming for revenge, then do it openly!" My gaze meets his, "You don't know what is coming for you, Brad; it is far more than you can fathom."I gave him a sinister smile which made him go crazy. "Fine, I admit I was wrong; I shouldn't have done that to you; I shouldn't have abandoned our love and made you sign those papers, but I did that for you!" Came his outburst. "I...I did that to protect you... because I love you... because I don't want to lose you." He cupped my face tenderly, his hands shaking against my skin; I stood still, dumbfounded. "protection from what?" I choked at my question because I knew whatever the reason may be, it might already be too late. This has gone beyond love—the thirst for revenge and duty is at stake now. Will love be given a chance again?

Pendant trois ans, Maya Rhodes a vécu comme une ombre dans le manoir de la famille Martinez. Chorégraphe, elle avait accepté un mariage de convenance pour sauver son studio de danse au bord de la faillite, finissant par devenir invisible dans sa propre maison. Elle a élevé Isabella, sa belle-fille par contrat, avec dévouement. Elle a géré la vie de célébrité chaotique d'Antonio. Elle a excellé dans tous les rôles, sauf celui qui comptait vraiment : celui d'épouse aimée. Quand Valentina, le premier amour d'Antonio, la prima ballerina qui l'a brisé, revient de sa tournée européenne, Maya voit tout s'effondrer. Sa belle-fille l'appelle désormais « Mama V ». Antonio sourit à nouveau, mais jamais à elle. Même la maison qu'elle entretenait devient le théâtre de leurs retrouvailles. Puis vient la soirée de gala caritative où Maya s'effondre sur scène et Antonio se précipite pour rattraper Valentina qui est en train de s'évanouir. Reléguée dans l'ombre, oubliée et blessée, Maya comprend enfin que certains contrats ne valent pas la peine d'être honorés. Se battra-t-elle pour un amour qui n'a jamais existé ou orchestrera-t-elle sa propre sortie ?

I'm a mafia princess with crippling social anxiety. My fiancé, Rocco Falcone, is our family's consigliere. He’s the exact opposite of me—extroverted, effortlessly charming, a master at reading and bending people. He's supposed to be my protector. My only link to the outside world. Tonight was the charity gala for my late mother. I was hiding in the darkest corner, a mask covering my face. Rocco was supposed to give the speech. My speech. He never showed. [Emergency. Sorry. Skip the speech, I know you hate the attention. Driver will take you home after the auction. Don't wait up.] Then I saw Livia’s new post. It was a picture of Rocco, draping his suit jacket over her shoulders. He was looking down at her, his eyes full of a tenderness he never showed me. The caption was a gut punch: [No prom date, so my big bro saved the day! Couldn't have done it without him! ] The cold hit me. Bone deep. He ditched a memorial for my dead mother... to take his stepsister to a university dance? The guests began whispering and sneering that I, the famously awkward, socially crippled princess, couldn’t even force a word out. I stared at the whiskey I’d ordered for him. The ice in my glass was melting. Just like the hope in my heart. When I got back to our empty penthouse, my screen was lit up with missed calls and texts from Rocco. The last one came in thirty minutes ago: [Aurelia, trouble at Livia's prom. You know how she gets. Couldn't leave her. Your mother's gala means everything. I'll make it up to you, I promise. Next time will be perfect. Trust me.] I didn't reply. An engagement held together by "next time." Was a promise like that even worth keeping?

"And what do you intend to do with the power that comes with being my consigliera?" She smirked. "Good. And just a little touch of treason." Died as a weakling, reborn strong and wise. Andrea's stepmother had played her for a fool and gotten them all killed. Until the day of her death, Andrea blamed herself for the demise of her family. Now, being reborn, she has to hold on to those she once lost — or she might loose them all over again. And she would do this and get her revenge with the help of her perfect mafia boss fiancé - Ryker Darius.

It took me ten years to become the right hand to Damian Costello, the Consigliere of the Costello crime family. From a nobody to the woman wearing his engagement ring. But two weeks before the wedding, I decided to throw that ring away. Everyone in the family knew how hard I had fought all these years just to stand by Damian's side. I gave up the chance to become a top trader on Wall Street, willingly becoming Damian's assistant, his shadow. This man was infamous for his coldness and exacting nature, keeping everyone at arm's length. So I hid my sharp edges, spending a decade wearing down his icy exterior with gentleness. I cleansed the blood from every dollar he made. I became a necessity to him, as essential as the air he breathed. I thought that after ten years, I had finally made my presence indispensable. And finally earned what looked, to outsiders, like a glimmer of his affection. The family's notoriously aloof genius actually remembered my birthday. He even made an exception, letting me spend the night in his private study when I was unwell. He didn't even push me away when, emboldened by wine, I pressed a kiss to the side of his neck. If the Don's daughter, Isabella, hadn't returned from Italy, I might have kept playing my part, clinging to that false dream forever. But sadly, there are no ‘ifs’. I am going to give up everything here and leave you.

„Lassen wir uns jetzt scheiden und bringen es hinter uns. Wir haben beide bekommen, was wir von dieser Vereinbarung wollten.“ Eine Träne rollte unbemerkt aus Zerahs Auge. „Ist das so?“ ... Vor zwei Jahren hatte Zerah ihm das Leben gerettet, und sie hatten sich verliebt, mit dem Versprechen, dass er zurückkehren würde, wenn er ging. Jetzt, ein Jahr nach ihrem Wiedersehen, war er nicht mehr der Mann, den sie kannte. Nachdem sie um ihrer Mutter willen einen Ehevertrag unterzeichnet hatte, glaubte sie, ihm helfen zu können, seine Erinnerungen zurückzugewinnen und seine Liebe zurückzugewinnen, doch stattdessen erntete sie nur Demütigung und Herzschmerz. Als er ihr die Scheidungspapiere vorlegte, fand sie sich damit ab, ihre Liebe aufzugeben, und ging mit dem Geheimnis, das in ihr wuchs. Aber das Schicksal führt sie wieder zusammen? Da ihre Bindung zu ihren Söhnen sie zurück in sein Leben zwingt, der nun mit ihrer Kindheitsfreundin verlobt ist, für die er sie wiederholt gedemütigt hatte, werden Geheimnisse gelüftet und sie ist gezwungen, dies zu ertragen. Was wird passieren, wenn er seine Erinnerungen zurückgewinnt und erkennt, dass er die falsche Frau gewählt hat? Wird er ihr Herz zurückgewinnen können? Wird sie ihn akzeptieren oder einen anderen Weg wählen? Oder werden die Kräfte, die gegen sie arbeiten, sie wegnehmen, bevor sie sich entscheiden kann?