Mother Young

After arguing with my husband, Percy Egan, over our intimacy incompatibility, I decide to stay over at Katie Langdon, my best friend's house for the night. Unexpectedly, Katie's husband, Stefan Foley, has returned from his business trip on the same day. Having mistaken me for Katie, he crawls over my prone body instantly and begins groping me everywhere. Strong waves of pleasure as well as Stefan's scent attack me from all sides. Dizzy from the sensations, I find myself panicking because of how abruptly these powerful yet foreign feelings are overwhelming me. Meanwhile, Stefan's huge member keeps wedging against me. It makes me feel as though it can kill me just by penetrating me. For the first time ever, my body trembles in a mixture of fright and anticipation.

"Does riding a horse feel good?" The saddle jolted beneath us as the horse trotted along. I steadied myself by holding the slender waist of my friend's alluring wife. Her skirt fluttered constantly in the wind. My friend was in a nearby house, completely absorbed in a card game—while right in front of him, I was out riding a horse with his beautiful, delicate young wife…

In a world where love is luxury and power is everything, July Noel dares defy convention. On the night of her third divorce, news of the wealthiest man’s divorce spreads across every news station and social media platform. Douglas Prime is now single, and July was ready to mingle. This time, she’s ditched romance for a calculated plan: become the billionaire’s baby mama and secure her future. But when mysterious billionaire Douglas comes up with a marriage contract, July’s entire strategy is turned upside down. As they navigate their high-status arrangement, July and Douglas must confront their demons and learn to trust each other. But with secrets, lies, past traumas and their exes threatening their relationship, can they make their union work? Can July keep her heart locked away, or will Douglas’s piercing gaze and razor-sharp intellect tear down her defenses? As her calculated plan for motherhood becomes a journey of the heart, can she balance ambition and love? Dive into a world of luxury, love and deception.

The bedroom was dark, and I was holding my wife's hand, feeling like I wanted to do something a little daring. But as I moved her hand, she suddenly stopped me, her hand trembling slightly. When the movie ended and the lights came on, I was shocked to realize that the person beside me wasn't my wife, but our neighbor, Lesley Mendoza...

"Wait… sir, I can't…" While I was performing physical therapy on a patient, the vest I was wearing accidentally tore. In front of the patient's guardian, it exposed my sweat-dampened body. The man's gaze settled on the soft curves that had sprung free, his eyes dark and unreadable. When he pressed me against the mirror and made me watch my own reflection—my body left in disarray under his relentless attention—I knew then that everything was about to spiral into an uncontrollable abyss.

"Aku sudah lelah berpura-pura mencintai Hanum, Ma. Aku benar-benar lelah, aku juga ingin bahagia." Niat hati ingin memberi kejutan kepada sang suami dengan kabar dirinya yang tengah mengandung buah cinta mereka setelah tiga tahun penantian, nyatanya malah Hanum sendiri yang mendapat kejutan dengan fakta bahwa sang suami, Arash. Tidak pernah mencintai dirinya, sang suami sama sekali tidak bahagia mengarungi rumahtangga bersamanya. Ternyata kehangatan yang ia dapatkan dari sang suami selama ini hanyalah tipu muslihat belaka. Bodohnya Hanum tidak menyadari itu semua. Bagaimana Hanum menjalani rumahtangganya setelah mendapati sang suami tidak mencintai dirinya? Apakah Hanum akan memberitahu perihal kehamilannya, atau malah sebaiknya? Akankah cincin yang Arash sematkan di jari manis Hanum, akan ia sematkan pula pada jari manis wanita lain? Simak kelanjutannya dalam novel yang berjudul 'Hati Suamiku Milik Wanita Lain

Zoya Bipasha Vijayalakshmi, daughter of a tycoon named Narendra Prasadh. After graduating from college in Boston, her father sent her to Dharavi, the largest slum area in the world for tough life training in expecting that Zoya could become a caring, compassionate, and strong-willed leader. But she is falling in love with a poor who sell food named Praveen in Dharavi. Praveen Jayachandran, a poor young man. From the village he dreamed of becoming a famous Bollywood star, but fate brought him to Dharavi to become a street vendor selling Idli. Will Zoya be able to complete her father's challenge with the harsh life in Dharavi? Or she even get into trouble for falling in love with a man from a lower caste? Can their love survived in the midst of her fake identity?

My mentally impaired brother married a young, beautiful woman. She was a college graduate, kind and sensible. In just three years, she already had three kids.  My dad couldn’t stop smiling, always boasting to everyone about what a great daughter-in-law he had. However, I knew the truth. Every night, she would quietly sneak into my bed.

Just like a mist, Michael's love life fluctuates without certainty. He has a beautiful wife, and his life is filled with wealth. Unfortunately, he is haunted by the memory of his ex-wife, who is dead because of his stupid mistake. She is a beautiful young lady with amnesia, having everything Michael loved in his ex-wife. She has a fiance, but he wants her at all costs. Will they unite even though Michael's life has changed? Will he receive love after finding the one woman who awoke his dead feelings once more? Wait, what if she's his supposed dead wife?

For seven years, I had been the secret of Enzo Gallo, the new Don of the Gallo family. When I went to register our son Lucas's birth, I discovered Enzo had already married his sister-in-law, Camilla, and claimed her child as his own. Her child became the heir to the family, with all the privileges that entailed. My child became a shameful bastard. Years ago, after Enzo's brother died, the family elders gave Enzo one condition to become Don: he had to have an heir with his sister-in-law to secure the Gallo bloodline. That night, Enzo held me close and swore I was his only true wife. He promised that once Camilla gave birth, he would give me the wedding I deserved. But he missed Lucas's birthday the day Camilla went into labor. Instead of the wedding he promised me, all I got was the news of his marriage to his sister-in-law. My son gently wiped away my tears with his small hand: "Mamma, don't be sad. I changed my birthday wish. I don't want a Papa anymore." "I don't care about being an heir. Having you is enough." I pulled Lucas into my arms, swallowing the bitterness that rose in my throat. "Who says you aren't an heir? Baby, Mamma is taking you home. To our family." What Enzo doesn't know is that I am the only daughter of the most powerful Mafia family in Sicily. I never cared about being the Donna of the Gallo family.