Mutya Ng Section E 3

พอ.กับนอ.ถูกจับให้แต่งงานกันตามความประสงค์ของผู้ใหญ่ แต่เมื่อทั้งคู่ได้มาเรียนรู้และลองใช้ชีวิตอยู่ด้วยกัน. นอ.จึงคิดว่ามือของหมออย่างเธอมีไว้เพื่อรักษา. แต่มือมาเฟียอย่างเขามีไว้เพื่อทำล.าย ซึ่งมันไม่ควรอยู่ด้วยกันได้ แต่สิ่งสำคัญกว่านั้น นั่นเป็นพราะนอ.รักพอ.มากเกินกว่าจะแบ่งปันเขาไปให้ใคร เธอจึงไม่อยากเสียใจภายหลัง. เมื่อคิดได้นอ.จึงตัดสินใจขอยกเลิกงานแต่งงาน โดยอ้างเหตุผลที่ว่า นอ. : 'เราเข้ากันไม่ได้เลยสักอย่างเพราะเราแตกต่างกันมากเกินไป' พอ. : ใครบอกว่าเราเข้ากันไม่ได้. ในเมื่อพี่ก็เอามันเข้าไปในตัวเธอได้ทุกรอบ แล้วเธอก็ทำหน้าฟินตลอด. เข้ากันไม่ได้ตรงไหนช่วยเอาปากกามาวงให้ที" ###อิพี่ก็ดันทำเป็นไม่เข้าใจความหมายไปซะอย่างงั้น### : “!!?”

รสกลมกล่อม สดชื่นมาก น้ำหวานถูกดื่มจนหมดก่อนจะเติมใส่อีกครั้ง และแล้วมื้อนั้นก็จบลงพร้อมกับความตึงเครียดเข้ามาปกคลุม "เจ้าไปเรียนรู้วิชาทำอาหารพวกนี้มาจากไหน" "เอ่อ ช่วงนี้ข้าชอบอ่านหนังสือ เลยได้เรียนรู้วิธีการทำอาหารจากในนั้น" เธอก้มหน้าซ่อนไว้ ไป๋หู่เองก็ไม่ได้คาดคั่นเอาความต่อ มือหนายื่นไปจับแก้วน้ำผลไม้ ถึงจะไม่มีกลิ่นหอมเท่าชาที่กินประจำ แต่มีเอกลักษณ์ทั้งของคาวและของหวาน เห็นทีต้องเก็บนางไว้ใกล้ตัว "เจ้ามีฝีมือดีเช่นนี้ก็ทำอาหารให้ข้ากินซะ" "ห๋า แล้วท่านกวงจิ้งล่ะคะ" "เหวินเซียวแจ้งให้กวงจิ้งหยุดทำอาหารให้ข้าตั้งแต่วันนี้เป็นต้นไปแต่ยังทำให้เซียนคนอื่นตามปกติ และเลื่อนขั้นให้นางเป็นแม่ครัวของที่นี่แทน" อีกฝ่ายเรียกคนสนิทและสั่งการไป "ขอรับ" ทั้งสามมองตาโตไม่นึกว่านอกจากไป๋หู่แล้วจะมีคนอื่นอยู่อีก "เจ้าจะใช้ครัวที่นี่ก็ได้ข้าไม่ว่าอะไร" ชายหนุ่มลุกขึ้นเต็มความสูง "ค่ะ" "จริงสิ เจ้าชื่ออะไร" "เฟ่ยเฟ่ยค่ะ" หญิงสาวช้อนสายตาตอบนัยน์ตาเป็นประกาย ไม่ว่ายังไงเทพไป๋หู่ก็ยังเป็นคนที่เธอชื่นชอบ

Book 1 Saints and Sinners She was the light to my dark. The saint to my sinner. with her innocent eyes and devilish curves. A Madonna that was meant to be admired but never touched. Until someone took that innocence from her. She left. The darkness in my heart was finally complete. I avenged her, I killed for her, but she never came back. Until I saw her again. An angel dancing around a pole for money. She didn’t know I owned that club. She didn’t know I was watching. This time I won’t let her escape. I will make her back into the girl I knew. Whether she likes it or not. Book 2 Judge and Jury I can’t stop watching her. I’m not even sure I want to. Taylor Lawson, blonde, beautiful, and totally oblivious to how much dangers she’s in. She’s also the one juror in my upcoming murder trial that hasn’t been bought. The one who can put me behind bars for a very long time. I know I should execute her. After all that’s what I do. I am the Judge. I eliminate threats to The Family. And Taylor is a threat. But I don’t want to kill her. Possessing her, making her love me seems like a much better plan for this particular Juror.

Na vida passada, fiz de tudo para ajudar minha melhor amiga, mas em fim, fui traída pelo meu noivo e meu irmão, que juntos destruíram minha empresa. Me lembrei de que caída na chuva, enquanto os três riam da minha dor. — Lorena, olha para você! Igual a um cachorro abandonado! — Eles zombaram, cruéis. Mas, num piscar de olhos, voltei no tempo. Estava três anos atrás, na reunião decisiva da licitação. Naquela época, minha empresa ainda era pequena. Meu irmão e noivo fingiam se importar com ética, dizendo que eu não devia usar as conexões das famílias Duarte e Nogueira. Porém, pelas costas, davam o melhor projeto para "minha amiga" só para vê-la sorrir feliz.

Gretel, er, I mean, Gabriella Salazar finds temptation and desperation to be too great and breaks into a wicked witch’s—uh, that is—a pretentious, rich woman’s condo, only to discover she’s not the only one with a B & E fetish. The twist is that the mysterious, handsome Hansel to her Gretel who has also stolen into the same apartment is anything but brotherly, and the two strangers find themselves lip-locked before the evening is over. Now Gabby and her new, aggravating accomplice must get crafty and work together to free themselves and everyone they hold dear from a mad woman’s clutches.But breaking and entering never ends with a happily ever after. Right?

No dia em que meu pai apareceu no banquete com a ex-namorada, a notícia se espalhou na internet, e todos riram da minha mãe. Ela tinha abandonado uma carreira promissora para entrar em uma família rica, mas após trinta anos ela continuava sendo uma anônima, sem posição, sem sequer a coragem de confrontar a amante. Após chorar uma noite inteira, minha mãe me olhou exausta. — Foi ele quem me traiu primeiro. Então, eu também não o quero mais. — Ela disse. — Lili, você vem comigo? Nesse mesmo instante, meu celular vibrou com uma mensagem do meu namorado com quem eu estava há sete anos: [Lívia, é só uma certidão de casamento. Não está bom só sendo minha namorada?] Permaneci em silêncio por alguns segundos e, por fim, assenti com a cabeça. Assim, no dia do casamento deles, minha mãe e eu desaparecemos no incêndio da mansão.

Depois que minha irmã perdeu a lucidez, o noivado com a influente família Montelo caiu sobre mim. Acreditei que era um presente do destino: finalmente me casaria com Francisco, o garoto que meu coração amou desde sempre. Mas na noite de núpcias, fui deixada sozinha e virei motivo de riso em toda Cidade Antoril. Pior ainda: ao descobrir um segredo cruel da minha irmã, ela me matou. Jogou meu corpo como lixo, como se eu nunca tivesse existido. Mas o tempo, às vezes, nos dá uma segunda chance. Acordei no dia em que os destinos foram trocados. Francisco estava lá, ajoelhado diante da minha irmã confusa, beijando-lhe os dedos com devoção: — Bian, não importa como você esteja, você sempre será o amor da minha vida. Dessa vez, não hesitei. Virei as costas e aceitei o pedido de casamento de Leonardo Zuanetti — o CEO frio, inalcançável… e estéril. Mas Francisco enlouqueceu. Implorou para que eu voltasse. Tarde demais.

I'm looking for my beloved. She was taken from me. Hidden from my very eyes till it was too late. But my dragon will find her. Even if it means the end of the world. If she dies, everyone shall perish. I am Azian, prince of Dragons. I need my Kaya. only she can control my beast and his Ultra. --------------------- THIS IS AZIAN PRINCE OF DRAGONS BOOK 3. The third book in the APOD SERIES. [a/n] YOU CANNOT READ THIS BOOK WITHOUT AT LEAST READING BOOK TWO. ACTUALLY, I NOW STRONGLY SUGGEST YOU ALSO READ BOOK 1 (all completed) ORDER- AZIAN PRINCE OF DRAGONS MATED TO THE GOLDEN DRAGON FATED TO THE KING OF DRAGONS PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT AFTER EVERY CHAPTER. ENJOY.

No dia do julgamento, meu noivo, Tiago Assis, me pediu para não insistir mais na defesa da minha inocência e me pediu para assinar o acordo de confissão. — Eu sei que você é inocente, mas a Barbara está grávida de um filho meu. Eu não posso deixá-la ir para a cadeia. — Ele segurou minha mão, com lágrimas nos olhos. — Mari, eu também estou fazendo isso pelo seu próprio bem. Sem hesitar, assinei o acordo de confissão. Na vida passada, eu não aceitei assumir o crime no lugar da Barbara Lins. Como resultado, não só fui para a cadeia do mesmo jeito, como também fui torturada por ordem de Tiago até ficar estéril para o resto da vida. Agora que voltei no tempo, escolhi satisfazer o desejo dele. No dia seguinte, as notícias sobre meu suposto roubo de informações confidenciais se espalharam por todos os lugares. Barbara chegou a se apresentar como testemunha: — Sim, foi ela! Eu vi ela invadindo o Grupo Lopes com meus próprios olhos! Mas, à tarde, na audiência, o denunciante, Ricardo Lopes, retirou o processo e desistiu da ação. Sob os olhares surpresos de todos, ele tirou um anel de diamante e se ajoelhou diante de mim. — Mari, você aceita se casar comigo?

No dia em que descobri que eu era a falsa herdeira de uma família poderosa, a verdadeira herdeira invadiu minha casa e cravou várias facadas no meu ventre, tirando de mim a chance de ser mãe. Meu noivo explodiu de raiva ao saber disso, e meus pais declararam que nunca a reconheceriam como filha. Para me confortar, eles agiram rápido. Meu noivo me pediu em casamento no mesmo dia, e meus pais escreveram uma carta pública rompendo qualquer laço com ela, pedindo que eu focasse na minha recuperação. Depois, disseram que a verdadeira herdeira fugiu para o exterior e acabou sendo vendida para a Venezuela. "Colheu o que plantou", foi o que disseram. E eu acreditei. Seis anos após o casamento, porém, vi algo que jamais imaginei: a verdadeira herdeira, que deveria estar sofrendo em outro país, estava bem ali, na minha frente. Ela exibia uma barriga de grávida enquanto se apoiava no ombro do meu marido, suspirando: — Seis anos atrás, se eu não tivesse perdido a cabeça e cometido aquele erro, Valentina nunca teria tido a chance de se casar com você. Ainda bem que você e os meus pais ficaram do meu lado. Caso contrário, eu teria sido presa por causa daquela impostora. Aposto que ela nunca imaginou que eu estivesse vivendo bem debaixo do nariz dela todos esses anos. E agora, ainda estou esperando um filho seu! Quando eu der à luz, você arruma uma desculpa para adotar a criança, e aquela impostora vai passar o resto da vida cuidando do meu filho como uma babá. Obrigada por tudo, Bernardo. Ela o olhou com olhos cheios de amor e Bernardo Alves corou. — Não diga isso. Casar com ela foi a única forma de garantir que você pudesse continuar vivendo livremente de jeito limpo. Enquanto você estiver bem, tudo vale a pena para mim. — Respondeu Bernardo. O homem que eu acreditava ser meu grande amor estava me enganando desde o início. Bernardo nunca me amou. Meus pais só se importavam em proteger a filha de sangue legítima deles. Se era assim, eu não precisava mais deles. Nenhum deles!