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In my previous life, my boyfriend's adopted younger sister, Rita Wood, came to me at the hospital for a prescription because she had a sore throat. I asked her if she was allergic to any medication, and I even explained the dangers of being allergic to medication. She told me "no" very firmly. When I insisted on producing the informed consent form and having Rita sign it, she started a video call with my boyfriend, Ryan Wood, on the spot. On the screen, Ryan frowned at me before saying coldly, "I know Rita's health very well. She definitely doesn't have a history of allergens. She's my younger sister, so don't keep targeting her over the smallest reasons. I'm very busy, you know. Bye." So, I gave in and prescribed Rita the medication without undergoing the official process. Three days later, Rita showed signs of miscarriage due to her allergy toward the medication, leading to her being sent to an emergency treatment room. Apparently, she hid both her allergy to medication and her pregnancy from me. Thanks to her, I was held accountable for this incident, which led to me losing my chance to get promoted. At the same time, this incident got onto the news as a medical mishap. I ended up getting blacklisted by the medical world permanently. Not only that, but I had to pay off a huge debt. In order to clear the debt, I worked three jobs at the same time through day and night without resting. Finally, I collapsed and never got up ever again on a particularly exhausting night. When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the day Rita is here for a prescription.

Once I became pregnant, I was hailed as the most precious woman in the underworld. My husband, the new Don of the Jenkins family, shut down an entire private hospital wing for my check-ups, while my father, the Collins Don, summoned every Michelin-starred chef in New York to the estate, just so I could pick whatever I craved. The baby I carried was destined to be the sole heir of the two most powerful mafia families. But on the day we were to sign the papers securing my child's inheritance, they both vanished. "An urgent family matter came up," my husband, Vincent, said, kissing my forehead. "We can finalize the child's inheritance when we get back. There's no rush." Shortly after they left, I received a link to an anonymous live stream. My father's voice came from the video, colder than I had ever heard it. "You're saying your marriage contract with Evangeline was never valid. Doesn't that make the child a bastard?" Vincent, lounging in a club, blew a smoke ring. Cradled in his arms was my half sister, Sarah. "Evangeline has always had all the love and affection. Her child will want for nothing." "Sarah has been mocked for her status for years. I have to make things right for her, give our child a legitimate name." In that moment, my heart seized, and I could barely breathe. Then my phone vibrated again. It was a text message: "Welcome home to the Gallo family, my queen." "Just give the word, and the child you carry will bear the Gallo name and become the most powerful heir in the American underworld."

When my parents got old, they needed someone to take care of them. Katerina—my younger sister—was off to Amiraka with her smug husband Chris. Meanwhile, I was crammed into a two-bedroom in Bellavaro with my husband Pavel, who drove a taxi. Mom had no retirement savings, so guess who she dumped herself on? Yep—me. Dad took the cash and ran straight to Katerina. Our place was tiny, but we still gave Mom the master bedroom. She hated it. Constant complaints, constant drama. According to her, life with me was pure misery. Every night, she'd hop on video call with Katerina, gushing about Amiraka like it was heaven, while throwing shade at me for not "taking care of her properly." Meanwhile, I was drowning—trying to hold it together for Mom, help my daughter prep for exams, support a husband with spine problems, and check in on aging in-laws. Mom didn't care. She wanted a plane ticket to Amiraka to party for Katerina's birthday. I snapped. We had a blowout fight, and she collapsed—brain hemorrhage. Even in her hospital bed, she stared me down, whining Katerina's name like a broken record. Then she spat out, "I should've never picked a useless daughter like you!" My chest cracked in half. I blacked out. When I woke up—I was ten years younger. Back to the day they decided who'd get stuck taking care of them. This time, Mom didn't wait. "I want Katerina to take care of me. It's my turn to enjoy life!"

El día de mi cumpleaños, en la fiesta, mi esposo David Herrera apareció de repente con mi hermana adoptiva y su hijo. Al prepararnos para salir, él, con total naturalidad, colocó a mi hermana adoptiva en el asiento del copiloto y luego me dijo: —Los niños se marean fácil, atrás hay demasiadas cosas, tú estás bien y puedes ir en autobús. Mis amigas no hicieron más que asentir: —Eres la hermana mayor, cuidar del hijo de tu hermana es lo que toca. Cuatro autos, y ningún lugar para mí, la protagonista. Me subí al autobús con el corazón resentido y vi en el chat del grupo de paseo a David y Ana Blanco interactuando de manera demasiado cercana. Incluso hablaban de cosas que yo desconocía por completo. Cuando abrí el nuevo video que me habían enviado, en la mesa que habían preparado para mí solo quedaban sobras. Hasta el pastel de cumpleaños que había cuidado con esmero, David se lo dio a Ana y su hija como postre. Alguien no pudo soportarlo y le preguntó si eso no estaba mal. David, limpiando cuidadosamente la boca de Ana, ni siquiera levantó la cabeza: —Somos familia, Brittany Moreno no se va a enojar. En ese instante, nuestro matrimonio de siete años llegó a su fin.

She was betrayed by her husband and her best-friend. Then her 7-year-old son was diagnosed with blood cancer. The only way to save him? Have another baby with the man who broke her. Tell me… Which child is she allowed to lose? If you are a woman, a wife, or a single mother, a woman who has ever had to be strong when she felt like breaking and you come across this video please stop scrolling for a moment. This is for you, i see you.I see the nights you stayed awake worrying about school fees, hospital bills, rent, food while pretending during the day that everything was fine. I see the silent tears you wiped before your children walked into the room.The way you swallowed your pain so they wouldn’t taste it.,I see how tired you are and how sometimes you sit in the bathroom just to breathe. How sometimes you question yourself and wonder if you are doing enough. I want you to know that you are more than enough because I I was raised by a mother who carried storms inside her and still made our home feel safe. She struggled, sacrificed and endured things I didn’t even understand until I grew older. And today, I am grateful for her strength because she taught me something powerful because mother’s love is not ordinary. It is fierce,  stubborn, sacrificial, unstoppable. And that is what my book, Married to My Best Friend’s Husband, represents. Yes, it talks about betrayal and heartbreak, but at its core, the struggle of motherhood. Married to My Best Friend’s Husband – A story that will break you and rebuild you.

When my wife, Sandra Lane, finally returns from her business trip, I pin her against the wall, my lust overwhelming my rationality. Halfway through our session, Sandra's phone starts ringing all of a sudden. She quickly pushes me off her body before grabbing her phone. "Sandie, I'm feeling a little uncomfortable. Can you check out what's wrong with me?" A racy video is soon sent to Sandra's private chat. Angered, I question Sandra, "Has William gone nuts? Why did he send you these videos? Is he going to keep badgering you just because he can't find himself a wife?" Sandra responds by slapping me instantly. "What the hell are you talking about, Steven? What's with that gutter mind of yours? I've just rescued William from another city! His parents are already dead, so I'm the only one left in his life! Naturally, I'm obligated to take good care of him! "You disgust me to no end, Steven! Hurry up and apologize to me right now, or else we're getting a divorce!" Sandra and I have been married for six years. During these years, she has used divorce as a threat against me multiple times. But when I'm with Sandra, I've already confessed 1001 times to her. Upon noticing my silence, Sandra just smiles smugly, thinking that there's no way I will ever leave her. But this time, she's wrong.

After spending six months overseas expanding business, I had just closed a deal worth ten billion. Casually scrolling through the news, a headline made me stop dead in my tracks. [Shocking! Illegitimate Daughter Provokes Meyer Family Heiress, Teacher and Classmates Punish Her!] In the video, my daughter Maeve stood in the freezing snow wearing nothing but a tattered dress, her body covered in bruises. She was being forced to endure the cold, her little frame shivering uncontrollably. A female teacher poked at Maeve's head, ordering the entire class to call her a shameless illegitimate child. Maeve sobbed, insisting she wasn't, but all she got in return was crueler, more mocking laughter from everyone around her. Then a chubby little boy ran up and slapped her across the face. "Your mom's a mistress, and you're a filthy illegitimate child! You're both just gutter rats!" The teacher didn't stop him—she clapped her hands in approval. "That's right! The Meyer family heir isn't something just any nobody gets to pretend to be." "Besides, Mrs. Meyer picks up Clarisse every single day. Look at her—so elegant, clearly classy. And your homewrecker of a mother? Pathetic. She's not even in the same league." When I heard that last line, I slammed my laptop shut, shaking with rage. I turned to my assistant. "Book me the fastest private jet home. I want to see for myself exactly when Aaron, that worthless husband of mine, managed to father an illegitimate child."

A retired mafia boss of the billionaire Lincoln family was murdered and his first son kingsley was killed by five comrades and the formula on his military mission on hybrid Werewolves supersoldiers was stolen. his father wanted king the heir to his family to have military skills knowing that one day, he might need it against the mafia mob who might return for revenge. Before kingsley death, he discovered that his brother had paid a large some of money to end his life in other to take over the family's wealth. Kinglsely on run to his death, sent a video to his wife informing him about lancaster. Lancaster stole kingsley inheritance. Kingsley's wife Elena, tried to take back the company through the law however she was killed and lance his son was pinned for the murder and almost killed by cops. A mafia man on suit, an enemy of Arnold walks in saving Lance and tells him he will save him only if he becomes a tool to for his revenge to destroy his family. He takes lance to a school called point blank where lance experience despair of a non existent school where you either kill or be killed. To get 50% shares from his dieing grandmother who is on the verge to restore her family, lance must sign a Marriage contract with Hazel to get back his stolen wealth. Lance abuses Hazel every chances he gets so as Hazel can quit the Marriage however when Lance was struck facing Deaths door. Hazel became his only hope which lead to a steamy relationship and a turn of events that would test the love of the duo. When things turns for good, the wolf of the north begins their raid on hazel.

Rosé Willian discovers she has been dating a married man on their fifth year anniversary. This news doesn’t only destroy her heart, but her whole life too- her reputation and career alike. She loses her job due to the viral video of her going around in the small city of Ontario. Unable to move around freely in the city without whispering gossips and accusing fingers following her around, Rosé flees Ontario to Washington with her friend, Paula. Rosé’s life takes a new turn when she meets Navy Leonardo, a CEO of a luxurious clothing line, a company where she goes to seek a job as a Blogger of the company. On the first day of her employment, Navy Leonardo receives a message from his father, Mayor Alessandro demanding his presence at the family Thanksgiving, else he will be disowned and canceled from the family will. Meanwhile, his father’s threat is due to the fact that Navy has been absent from home in Italy for about five years following the betrayal of his girlfriend, Clarissa getting married to his brother, while the whole family watched. Receiving the message not only upset him, but it makes him bitter and vengeful. A sudden idea to make his ex-girlfriend jealous and his brother envious, occurs to him, a plus fun would be the panicking reaction of his parents to him, bringing home a low class woman as his girlfriend. Who is more perfect for the job than the down to earth Rosé Willian, the Blogger. Beautiful and younger than Clarissa, but poor enough to make his parents turn. Navy is overwhelmed by the pleasure of a silly revenge that he asks Rosé to be his fake girlfriend, just for a night, not knowing he is in for a twist of fate.

"Tell me Vanessa—does my brother fuck you better than I do?" Vanessa stared at her husband in shock, unable to comprehend the question he'd just asked her. She'd never even met Nicholas Lancaster, Sebastian's enemy and rival brother, let alone slept with him. But Sebastian didn't care about the truth as he shoved a sex tape in her face—a video showing a woman who looked exactly like her with the man she'd never touched. After losing their baby six months ago, Vanessa didn't expect her husband to call her barren and worthless, to tell her she couldn't give him the child he deserved. After three years as his secret wife, Sebastian threw divorce papers at her and demanded she disappear before his billion-dollar deal came through. Vanessa signed and left with nothing. Seven years later, she returned as Mrs. Nicholas Lancaster—married to Sebastian's brother and greatest enemy, ready to destroy the man who destroyed her. But she didn't return alone. When Sebastian's eyes landed on the six-year-old boy at her side, his world stopped. The boy looked exactly like him. What if the child wasn't Nicholas's son at all? What if he was his? Sebastian is determined to find out the truth about the boy's real father, and if the boy is his, he'll destroy everything Vanessa has built to claim his son. But Vanessa isn't the broken woman he threw away seven years ago—and this time, she's ready to fight back.