Male Jessica Rabbit X Reader

Kanaya seorang wanita berusia 25 tahun harus menelan pil pahit dalam pernikahannya bersama Hendra. Kanaya harus rela pernikahan mereka hancur karena pengkhianatan yang dilakukan oleh Hendra. Dengan sangat tega, Hendra berselingkuh dengan Susi yang merupakan sahabat dekat Kanaya. Mereka berdua tak punya hati dengan mempermainkan perasaan Kanaya. Bahkan, Hendra langsung menjatuhkan talak kepada Kanaya, meski Kanaya mencoba bertahan demi putri mereka yang masih berusia dua tahun. Namun, keputusan Hendra sudah bulat. Pernikahan mereka tak lagi bisa dipertahankan sebab Hendra sudah terpikat dengan Susi. Namun, yang lebih mengejutkan lagi, Hendra menggadaikan sertifikat rumah Kanaya dan Kanaya harus menanggung hutang-hutang Hendra. Alhasil, Kanaya harus memutar otaknya agar tetap bisa menghidupi putrinya dan membayar hutang-hutangnya. Tawaran dari budenya Lastri, akhirnya membuat Kanaya ikut ke Jakarta menjadi seorang pembantu. Dan siapa sangka, niat hati ingin mengadu nasib. Kanaya malah di pertemukan dengan takdirnya. Tanpa Kanaya duga, ia terlibat hubungan yang rumit dengan majikannya sendiri bernama Bramantyo. Bram yang merupakan CEO kaya raya, jatuh cinta kepada Kanaya. Namun, status sosial mereka dan kasta jelas berbeda. Apakah cinta Kanaya dan Bram akan berlabuh?

Bagi Rea Niskala, langit adalah satu-satunya tempat ia merasa bebas. Namun, dunianya runtuh saat ia menemukan pemandangan paling menjijikkan di rumahnya sendiri. Bianca, ibu tirinya yang manipulatif, sedang memuja dan bergelayut mesra pada Kapten Arlo Ganendra pilot legendaris yang bekerja di maskapai milik ayahnya. Rea melihat segalanya, Bianca yang begitu liar menggoda Arlo dan bagaimana Arlo yang diam saja dan menerima semua perlakuan Bianca. Bagi Rea, Arlo bukan lagi pahlawan di kokpit, melainkan pengkhianat yang menodai kesetiaan sang Ayah. Benih-benih kebencian mulai tumbuh di hati Rea. Rea bertekad ingin menghancurkan Arlo dan Bianca dengan membongkar permainan jahat yang mereka berdua lakukan. Tanpa Rea tahu jika apa yang ia lihat tidaklah seperti yang ia pikirkan. Namun, takdir berkehendak lain saat ayah Rea, Hendra Niskala, mengalami sebuah kecelakaan besar. Di ambang kematian, Hendra hanya memercayai satu orang untuk menjaga putri tunggalnya yaitu Arlo Ganendra. Melalui wasiat rahasia di balik pintu ICU, sebuah perintah mutlak dijatuhkan. “Nikahi putriku hari ini juga. Lindungi dia dari semua orang di rumah itu. Aku menyerahkan seluruh hidupnya ke dalam tanganmu sekarang.” Wasiat itu menjadi bumerang bagi Rea. Rea terjebak dalam sangkar yang dibuat oleh pria yang paling ia benci. Terikat dalam pernikahan yang dipaksakan, Rea harus terbang di bawah otoritas Arlo baik di angkasa maupun di dalam kehidupan pribadinya. Di antara dendam yang membara dan rahasia yang belum terungkap, Rea harus memilih, terus melawan arus otoritas Arlo, atau menyadari bahwa pria yang ia anggap sebagai penghancur hidupnya adalah satu-satunya pelindung yang rela dicaci demi keselamatannya.

In the fashion industry, I was known as the most mysterious designer. I worked hard to keep my identity from the public. As I stood at the top of business, I was invited to be the secret judge of the Innovating Design Competition’s final round. The organizer reserved a VIP seat for me in the middle of the front row and ensured that my presence would not be revealed. Just when I was about to sit down, a new male influencer pushed me aside and threw his hand bag onto my seat. “What are you looking at, bumpkin? How dare you show up at the VIP section dressed like a beggar? Where’s the security? Throw this person out!” I swallowed back my anger and replied coldly, “This seat was reserved for me.” The influencer laughed. “Yours? Do you know who I am? Ms. Reid spent eighty million dollars in sponsorship to get me to come here! Ms. Reid has the final say in this industry. Do you understand me?” I could only scoff at him. How bold of the Reid family! Did they really think they could make this kind of decision without consulting me?

After the company's entire plane crashed and everyone on board died, we all found ourselves transported into a novel, tasked with winning the favor of a queen. The system's icy voice issued its prompt: [The queen's male consort possesses a voice as melodious as a lark's.] Our handsome secretary smiled with quiet confidence. That very day, he stationed himself along the queen's usual route and began to sing a modern pop song. The queen was thoroughly pleased. She summoned him onto her carriage. Our colleagues looked on with unconcealed envy. "Looks like the bonus is his." "How lucky. The queen is wealthy and beautiful. Not only does he get to spend the night with her, he'll make a fortune too." But the next day, we saw the secretary hanging from a tree in the royal garden. His body was completely naked, riddled with arrows, his eyes still wide open in death. The voice he had once cherished was now a vessel crammed with thick, crude bamboo spikes. At the same time, the system's cold notification sounded once more. [All challengers' lives have entered the countdown. Please complete your conquest as soon as possible.]

Braving a downpour, I delivered a lavish food order, anticipating the hefty commission and a $100 tip. Laughter suddenly echoed from the villa. Someone started, "He really believes your car crash left you paralyzed? He's hustling deliveries to support you and even pawned his dad's heirloom?" Another said, "What if he discovers you're actually a billionaire heiress, just playing poor? He'd probably break down in tears." Jessica Stark toyed with her wine glass. "Guys like him are wired to serve, especially since he always outshone Mark in our school days. This is his comeuppance." I stood in the relentless rain, a bitter chuckle escaping my lips. Turned out, her two-year charade of paralysis was merely to avenge her childhood sweetheart. Her broken legs, deceased parents, and helpless tears were all meticulously crafted lies. Disillusioned, I dialed my estranged tycoon mother. "You win. I'll go through with the arranged marriage."

My wife, Violet Miller, was obsessed with cleanliness. Yet I caught her peeling shrimp for a male intern at a dinner party. I demanded a divorce on the spot. Violet stared at me in disbelief. “Daniel is like a younger brother to me. What’s wrong with looking after him? Are you really divorcing me over this?” My heart ached. Maybe... it was time to let go.

Ketika Raven si penyihir muda membunuh seorang manusia serigala untuk membela diri, ia tidak menyangka betapa pelik keadaannya. Untuk mencegah perang, Raven dikirim untuk melayani Alpha Alaric, pria berbahaya yang dikenal membenci penyihir. Saat Raven membiasakan hidupnya di pihak musuh, dia terkejut mendapati ketertarikannya terhadap Alaric terbalaskan. Apakah Raven akan bertahan hidup di antara para manusia serigala dan berhasil menghentikan perang? Ataukah ia akan termakan hasrat berbahayanya sendiri? *** "Kau pandai bicara juga, Raven. Tapi aku rasa mulut itu tidak sepenuhnya kau manfaatkan," bisiknya dengan suara menggairahkan. Aku gemetar karena ia dekat sekali dan sedikit menggeram. Aku ingin menggapai dan menyentuh wajahnya, membuka bibirku agar ia bisa menciumku. "Memang akulah yang penyihir, tetapi justru aku sendiri yang terpikat pengaruh mantera sihir sang Alpha." Pengaruh Mantera Sihir Sang Alpha diciptakan oleh Jessica Nicole, seorang penulis eGlobal Creative Publishing.

[This month’s property management fee is $1,500. Please make the payment on time.] My wife, Grace Anderson’s phone screen lit up. I glanced at it and then took the phone. “Did the management office miscalculate this? Our management fee should only total up to $28 a month.” Grace stood up abruptly and tried to snatch her phone back. “He must’ve miscalculated! Let me talk to him.” However, I had already clicked on the link and read the page. [Cloud Mansion, property owner: Ken Smith.] The young male nanny cooking in our kitchen had the same name. Something snapped in my brain. The three of us were living in a very small house, but Grace had bought a mansion for our manny!

At a banquet, Winona Quinton’s stocking got snagged on something. I moved to take her to the dressing room, only to see her male assistant reaching under her skirt. I grabbed his wrist. “What does my wife’s torn stocking have to do with you?” However, Winona shoved me away. “Stop overreacting,” she snapped. “Corey has even changed my underwear before. It’s just stockings.” That night, news of the attentive assistant caring for his female CEO went viral. By the end of the event, I was gone, leaving my resignation letter with the assistant. Upon receiving it, Winona threw it aside. “Jared Strathmore has gone too far. Get him here immediately!” I returned—this time with freshly drafted divorce papers in hand.

Every year, my wife, Jessica Lowe, prepares a huge surprise for me on our wedding anniversary. On the night of our tenth anniversary, she enters the banquet hall with a scantily-dressed male model. She demands that I take off my suit and put it on him instead. I refuse and take out a divorce agreement. In retaliation, Jessica slaps a thick stack of photos onto the table. The photos show me at my most humiliated, shameful, and pathetic moments. She sneers, "Michael Jefferson, you talk about divorce all the time. But each time, you always end up crawling back to me with your tail between your legs, begging me to take you back. "Tell me, what will your comatose mother think if these pictures of you get out? Will she finally wake up in the hospital from shame and embarrassment?" However, Jessica doesn't know that my mother, Eleanor Brown, passed away months ago.