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Sofia D’Moreno thought her life ended when she was sold to Lucas Valentine—the ruthless king of the Canadian underworld. Locked away in a luxurious mountain mansion amidst the frozen wilderness of Quebec, she soon realizes her capture wasn't just about a debt. ​Sofia is the "Living Key" to a lethal bio-weapon, the Black Dragon, hidden by her ancestors. As a toxic and forbidden passion ignites between captor and captive, Sofia discovers that every touch from Lucas is a gamble between life and death. ​With a 12-hour poison countdown in her veins and a blood feud demanding a sacrifice, Sofia must navigate a maze of family betrayals. When the secrets of the Moreno Vault are finally bared, will their love survive the explosion, or will they become mere ashes in the snow?

คำโปรย การกลับมาเที่ยวบ้านเกิดของ.... ในครั้งนี้เธอไม่เคยคิดเลยว่าจากนักท่องเที่ยวกลายเป็นผู้ประสบภัย... ในคำคืนก่อนบินกลับไปเรียน เพื่อนสาวคนสนิท...อยากเลี้ยงอำลา เธอผู้ไม่ชอบแสงสีและเสียงที่ดัง อย่างการเข้าผับบาร์ แต่เพียงเพราะเพื่อนคนสนิทร้องขอ เธอจะปฎิเสธก็กะไรอยู่ ในที่อโคจร....ความประมาทเกิดขึ้น ได้เสมอใช่มันเกิดขึ้นกับเธอเร็วมาก ร่างกายโดนสิ่งแปลกปลอมวิ่งเข้าสู่ ร่างกายทำเธอร้อนรุ่มหาที่เปรียบไม่ ได้นาทีนี้เธอจะตายไหมนะ มันเป็นเรื่องบังเอิญหรือฟ้าลิขิต ในคำคืนนี้เธอเสียความบริสุทธิ์ให้กับใครคนหนึ่ง...เขาคือใคร...? อันนิกาตื่นขึ้นมาตอนเช้าร่างกายที่ โดนคนบนเตียงปูยี้ปูยำ..ตัวเธอยืน มองชายหนุ่มร่างกำยำผู้พรากความ สาวไปจากเธอ...แต่วินาทีนั้นเธอต้องบินแล้ว "เธอจากมาโดนไม่ลา 3เดือนต่อมาในต่างประเทศ ร่างกายของเธอมีการต่อต้านอาหารที่โปรดปรานเอามาก "อันท้องหรือ... "บ้า..... แต่ในใจเธอมันมีมากกว่าหมื่นแสนล้านคำ..เธอท้องหริอชิบหายคืนนั้นฉันลืมเลย

When I was seven years old, my father began subjecting me to extremely strict parenting. Not only did he withhold any support for my food, clothing, housing, or daily necessities, but he even charged me for drinking water in our own home. As a child, I endured relentless suffering and bullying. When I was critically injured by a vehicle that broke the law, I was severely injured, and my father refused to save me. Only after my death did I learn the truth that he already had a son somewhere out there. Everything he did to me was meant to drive me to my death. After rebirth, I no longer adhered to rules nor endured silently. Exploiting the fact that I was still a minor, I stabbed his secretary, bullied my classmates at school, and even set a fire on campus to force my father to give up on his brutal methods. When I grew up, I took everything he owned and sent him to prison. Only then was my revenge completed.

รักเก่าที่สุดช้ำ ถ้าจะมีรักครั้งต่อไปต้องดีกว่าเก่า ถ้าหาดีไม่ได้ฉันขอเป็นโสดตลอดไป มีคนเคยกล่าวไว้ว่าสิ่งที่แน่นอนอาจไม่แน่นอนเสมอไป ความรักที่ยังยืนอาจไม่ยังยืน…เพราะฉนั้นควรเตรียมใจไว้เสมอ เหมือนดัง นิสาที่คิดว่าครอบครัวของตัวเองนั้นอบอุ่นสมบรูณ์มีสามีที่ดีและมีลูกที่น่ารัก แต่แล้วทุกอย่างก็พังทะลายลงเพียงชัวข้ามคืน...เมื่อวันหนึ่งคนเป็นสามีเดินเข้ามาบอกเธอว่าเขาไม่ได้รักเธอแล้วและเขาต้องการที่จะหย่า แล้วเธอจะทำอะไรได้อีกเมื่อเขาอยากไปก็ต้องปล่อยให้เขาไปถึงแม้จะรักเขามากก็ตาม เพราะชีวิตต้องเดินหน้าต้องดูแลลูกสาวที่รักเพื่อที่จะให้เขาเติบโตเป็นผู้ใหญ่ที่ดี "สาเราหย่ากันเถอะ" " คุณ...คุณพูดว่าอะไรนะ ? " "ผมไม่ได้รักคุณแล้ว...ผมไม่อยากฝืนหรือหลอกตัวเอง และผมไม่อยากหลอกคุณอีกต่อไปแล้ว"

On the six-year anniversary of my relationship with my girlfriend, Sheila Loom, I buy some groceries with the intention to surprise her with a home-cooked meal. After I'm done, I head over to Sheila's place right away. That's when the reel I was watching automatically skips to the next one. It's a live stream where people call in to discuss legal matters. A familiar feminine voice drifts to my ears at that moment. "My boyfriend shelled out 500 thousand dollars to put me through school. I've already paid ten thousand back to him. "At first, I wanted to clear the debt before breaking up with him, but I don't want to wait any longer. If he insists on taking me to court after the breakup, can I still pay the debt off slowly?" Almost immediately, comments flood into the comments section, chewing her out and calling her a heartless wench. But the voice replies calmly, "If I truly were heartless, I wouldn't have paid him back to begin with. I no longer have feelings for him. Are you saying that I should sacrifice the rest of my life just so I can pay 500 thousand dollars back to him?" My heart skips a beat at that moment. It's true that I've spent 500 thousand dollars putting Sheila through school over the years. But I feel that I'm overthinking it, seeing as she's never brought up the matter of wanting to pay me back before. After I call Sheila repeatedly for half an hour, she finally answers my latest phone call. At the same time, the woman's phone call that's connected to the live stream is cut off. "It's my birthday today, Sheila—" "Have you secretly come looking for me again? Didn't we agree that we'll only meet up after you've successfully gotten into college?" I don't get to finish the rest of my sentence. Suddenly, I catch a glimpse of the notebook sitting on the corner of Sheila's table. The first page shows "debt repayment ledger". Some of the details are as shown. "The SAT study materials I bought for him: 188 dollars." "The Uber fees I've paid for him: 35 dollars." "The cologne I've gifted him on his birthday: 380 dollars." "Total: ten thousand dollars now paid."

As the holiday began, I encountered an exhilarating affair. One day, on a double-decker tour bus, I found myself locked in a passionate moment with a beautiful woman on the upper deck, all while my official girlfriend was napping on the lower level. The woman gently placed her soft hand on my upper body, murmuring sweetly, “See you tonight, love…” And just like that, I was completely captivated.

After three years of marriage, I suddenly began to realize that my wife might have a low libido. One evening, my older neighbor, who was sympathetic, kindly invited me over. That night, I stumbled upon his wife in the middle of a passionate entanglement with another man through a crack in the door. The next day, my neighbor said to me, "Hey, Cyril, you know, Heather has always liked you."

In the seventh year of my relationship with Ruby Carrington, she picks me up from work in the heavy downpour one evening. When I open the door to the front passenger seat, I notice a puddle of water on the seat. A strand of short hair is there as well. Ruby grips the steering wheel without even looking at me. "I just dropped off an intern from the project department at his home. He didn't bring an umbrella with him, so he was drenched." As I sit on the damp seat, I feel my heart slowly going cold as well. "Ruby, you knew very well that I'm severely germaphobic." Ruby just chortles in response. Her tone is filled with impatience and exhaustion. "It's just a seat, isn't it? He's younger and funnier than you, not to mention he's also more handsome than you even when he's drenched in the rain. "I tried having a relationship with him. Being with him is definitely a lot more interesting than with you. But I'll still marry you, though. As long as you pretend not to know anything about my affair, we can keep this relationship going." Rain continues streaking down the window outside, and yet, I find the air inside the car even more suffocating than the rain itself.

I am a firefighter. A beam crashes onto me in the middle of a burning building. At the same time, my oxygen is about to run out. I writhe and struggle as much as I can to reach for my backup oxygen canister, only to feel my fingers brushing over a bottle of water instead. When I turn around, I see my wife, Leah Sawyer, giving the last backup oxygen canister to her new mentee, Roderick Wyndham. I begin calling out to her via a walkie-talkie. "Leah, I'm being pinned down right now, and my oxygen's running out! Where is the oxygen canister?" As Leah shields Roderick behind her, she replies impatiently, "I've already given it to Roderick. It's his first time inside a burning building, so he's frightened. Having an extra canister on him gives him a sense of security. "You're already a veteran firefighter, so you can just think up a way to resolve your situation. Don't go around wasting precious resources." I can feel thick smoke infiltrating my lungs at that moment. Feelings of asphyxiation soon overwhelm me. "My leg is broken, so I can't move at all! Without oxygen, I won't be able to hold out till I get rescued!" But Leah merely chortles in response. "Stop playing the pity card! Every time we're out on a mission, you're always the cowardly one who's terrified of dying! You have zero sense of dedication at all! I shouldn't have let you join the firefighting squad, to begin with! "What's the use of you clinging to the equipment? Giving it to the newbies is the best way of maximizing its value!" I can only smile bitterly in response. Using what's left of my strength, I switch to a public channel and begin reporting to the command center. "For the record, Captain Leah Sawyer deliberately tampered with the essential rescue equipment in order to protect Roderick Wyndham, causing me, a fellow firefighter, to be trapped in a deadly situation. "I hereby request the immediate activation of the Firefighter Emergency Evacuation Act. Also, I formally charge Leah with gross negligence and attempted homicide."

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.