Mistress Mika Katana

Married to Jasper Brook for six years, I found out that he was keeping a mistress under his wing. She was stunning but timid, shrinking back at the slightest raised voice. Because of this, Jasper never lost his temper around her. He indulged her fragility and treated her preciously. However, the mistress wasn’t as obedient as she appeared. When she stirred up trouble with me, Jasper’s patience snapped, and he unleashed his fury on her. The next day, she sent me a photo of her neck covered in hickeys. “Selena, Mr. Brook is so scary. I’m terrified.”

In the seventh year of my marriage to Simon Heath, I finally walk away from him after his 32nd mistress shows up at my door. I join a classified government program and disappear from his world. Now he's falling apart and calling me non-stop. "Lily, I was wrong. Please come back." In the past, a single word of apology from him would have been enough to make me stay. But not this time. This time, he's bound to be disappointed.

Mika was all alone in her pack, no one cared for her, not even her father. Mika's father blames her for her mother's death.Everyone in the pack sees her as a worthless omega who is taking up everyone's space. With her father being the pack drunk doesn't help her situation either.All Mika wishes is to leave the pack for good once she turns 18, however, the moon Goddess has other plans for her.In a cruel twisted faith, Mika's most hated bad boy bullies who are also the next in line to become Alpha, are her mates.Will Mika stick with her plans to leave her pack or stay because the quadruplet begged her not to reject them?

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Nakamura Junko: Kau bukan lagi menjadi alasanku untuk hidup. Tapi kaulah yang memberikan kehidupan itu padaku. Meski berkali-kali kami-sama menuliskan takdir yang buruk padaku, kau masih tetap disana, menguatkanku, memberiku pelukan hangat. Aku ingat saat pertengahan musim panas. Saat pertama kali aku bertemu denganmu. Dan disaat itu juga aku langsung jatuh hati padamu. Masato Takumi: Apa yang kau ketahui tentang takdir? Saat kau dipermainkan begitu kejam olehnya. Saat keinginanmu dihancurkan berkeping-keping olehnya. Aku hanya ingin melihatnya bahagia meski harus mengorbankan nyawaku sendiri. Dia adalah satu-satunya orang yang menerima keberadaanku. Aku takut, jika suatu hari dia mengatakan 'selamat tinggal'. Karena aku hanya ingin dia berada disisiku, itu saja.

"Haruskah bertahan pada pernikahan yang tidak didasari cinta? Dia menyentuhku tetapi otak dan pikirannya tertuju pada orang lain. " Mika harus menghadapi kenyataan yang menyakitkan. Ega, suaminya kerap membayangkan mantan kekasihnya saat mereka bercinta. Penderitaan Mika bertambah saat Tania mantan suaminya datang dan mengaku hamilhamil anaknya Ega. Suatu hari Mika mendapati kecurangan Tania. Ketika dia melaporkan, Ega justru tidak mempercayai mereka sudah terlambat cinta dengan Tania. Ega masih terlampau mencintai Tania. Mampukah Mika menguak tabir kebusukan Tania di belakang Ega?

(Cerita ini mengandung unsur 21+) Mikayla Carissa (Mika), mendadak menjadi janda setelah diceraikan oleh suaminya, Arrafka Adhyatama (Rafka) karena Rafka mengira Mika telah berselingkuh di belakangnya. Ia pun harus menelan pil pahit kehilangan suami yang sangat ia cintai, sekaligus rumah tangganya yang hancur berantakan. Tiga tahun kemudian, Mika yang telah menata kembali hidupnya kini telah menjadi salah satu desainer busana terkenal di Indonesia. Hidupnya pun bertambah sempurna karena seorang Jaksa muda dan tampan mengajaknya menikah setelah selama enam bulan saling mengenal. Namun sayangnya semua kesempurnaan hidupnya pun menjadi porak-poranda, ketika sang mantan suami yang tiba-tiba saja kembali datang ke dalam hidupnya. Rafka, yang bertekad untuk membalas dendam kepada Mika yang telah menghancurkan hati dan kepercayaannya kepada cinta.

Late in my pregnancy, my husband, Joshua Jaxson’s ex-wife returned.  Olivia Wylde cornered me at my doorstep and, without a word, launched into a brutal attack.  She insisted I was an intruder who had taken advantage of her absence to steal her place. I pleaded, explaining I wasn’t a mistress, but she refused to believe me.  Together with her supporters, she tore my home apart and beat me so viciously that I went into premature labor.  Blood pooled beneath me, and my consciousness began to slip, but she greeted my husband’s arrival with a radiant smile.  “Honey,” she said, “I’m back. Let’s get remarried!”

"Imagine how much nicer it would be if you were in these handcuffs, squirming, pleading, yet needing, beneath me." His words caused a stir in my pants and a whirlwind in my life. They provoked images in my mind I never would have thought of on my own. Neither would have imagined that I would touch myself to his words. The reasons are simple, One, he is in cuffs because I am a detective and he is a criminal. Two, I have a girlfriend, I am straight. Nothing can ever happen between us. Elijah Stone is a star detective, model in all his ways, and a model girlfriend that he isn't sexually attracted to. Until criminal Jesse Harding walks into his life, ruining everything and needing Elijah's protection. Now Elijah has to fight bad guys, and his traitorous body that only wants to drown in Jesse's chaos.

When the mafia heir, Marco Gallante, barged into the family vault with his mistress, I was standing before the Virgin Mary statue, cross-checking bloodstained ledgers. Fiore Albero cowered behind him, pointing at the ledgers in my hands and shrieking, "Marco, I'm scared..." I did not even bother looking up, just flicked the ash off my cigar. However, Marco kicked the desk over with one swift boot. "Chiara Moltisanti, Fiore can't stand the sight of all this blood and violence. Sign the divorce papers, now!" I stared at the mess scattered across the floor, thinking back to the pregnancy report the family doctor had handed me just ten minutes ago. The Gallante bloodline was dying out in this generation. Ever since the eldest son, Luca Gallante, died in that accident, Marco became the sole heir. The Don, Carmine Gallante, dreamed of nothing more than a legitimate boy of pure blood to carry on the family name and glory. So, I smiled, bright and sharp, with unmistakable mockery. "Perfect. Since you want true love, then the Don's throne will never be yours." Besides, I never wanted Marco, that useless fool. What I wanted was the Gallante empire, a mafia dynasty spanning three continents with 100 years of roots, and the control that left him with nowhere to run and no legs to stand on. This time, I would cut him out completely, keep the bloodline, and sit at the head of the family.