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After Reborn, I Divorced the Richest Man

After Reborn, I Divorced the Richest Man

What's the first thing you'd do if you were reborn? Me? I'd start by divorcing my husband, Finn Gallagher. Yeah, Finn Gallagher, the same man who runs half the underworld from behind closed doors. The Don. The richest man alive. The man women dream about; his face plastered on magazines, named "Sexiest Man Alive" five years in a row. In my last life, I tried everything to make him look at me like I mattered. I married him. I gave birth to his son. I swallowed every ounce of pride, trying to be the perfect wife. However, it didn't work. To him, I was no different than a waitress he might casually tip—forgettable, replaceable, invisible. So this time, I'm not begging. I'm not pretending. I'm handing Madeline Brooks the key to my place in his life, and walking away. She's Finn's first love, and also the shadow that haunted every day of my last life. Now Madeline was sitting opposite to me, blinked at me like she didn't hear me right. "You tried so hard to push me out," she said slowly, eyes narrowed. "Now you want me to be with Finn?" "Yes. That's all I'm asking. Just talk to Finn. Tell him to sign the divorce papers." I looked at her confused face and kept going. "Everyone knows I'm the last person who'd ever let Finn go. So if I say I want a divorce, he won't believe me for a second. But you? You're the one who can make that happen... aren't you?" She laughed, because she was finally getting her chance. I laughed too, because I was finally free.
Short Story · Mafia
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Married To The Mafia Boss

Married To The Mafia Boss

Matteo Montenegro is a 32 year old businessman. Isa siya sa pinaka kilala at maimpluwensyang tao pagdating sa larangan ng negosyo. At his age ay hindi na halos mabilang lahat ng mga negosyong naipatayo nito mapa loob o labas man ng bansa. "What?! Siya si Matteo Montenegro?" Agad naagaw ang aking atensyon sa kadarating lang na lalaki at saktong huminto ito sa aming harapan. Freya, my twin sister looked at the man with disgusts. "You've got to be kidding me, Mum! Ipapakasal nyo 'ko sa isang lumpo?!" Mabilis na tinakpan ni Mama ang bibig ng kambal ko sabay pinanlakihan niya ito ng mata. "Watch your mouth, Freya. Hindi kung sino-sinong lalaki lang 'yang kaharap mo." May halong diing saad ng aming ina tsaka ito muling humarap dun sa lalaki. "Pasensya na po kayo sa inasal ng anak ko, Mr. Montenegro, nagulat lamang po siya." Hindi umimik iyung lalaki at diretso lang ang tingin nito sa kawalan. Palihim ko naman itong pinasadahan ng tingin. He's dashingly handsome. From his deep, blue eyes, thick brows, pointed nose down to his firm jawline. Walang tapon. He's currently sitting on a wheelchair habang nasa likod naman niya ang isang matangkad na lalaki na naka all black attire, must be his bodyguard. It's obvious that he can't walk. "Wait, are you blind?" Ang diretsong tanong ng kambal ko habang naka kunot ang noo. Muli ay hindi naman umimik iyung lalaki kaya ang bodyguard na niya ang sumagot. "Yes, my boss is blind but-" "Oh, come on! Lumpo na ta's bulag pa? Ganyang klasi ng lalaki ang nais mong ipakasal sa'kin? What kind of a mother are-" "Enough, Freya!"
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The Invisible Chains

The Invisible Chains

On my wedding day, I jumped from the 38th floor of the hotel. It all started when I got together with my first love, Colin Frey. My best friend, Alice Manning, came to me and said she had bound herself to some kind of love system. She claimed that every guy I dated would fall for her and dump me. I thought she was just messing around and did not believe her. However, just a few days later, Colin came to me and confessed that he wanted to break up because he had fallen in love with Alice. After that, I got smart about it. I stopped telling anyone about my relationships and did not even post anything on social media. Yet, somehow Alice always knew. It was as if she had installed some kind of tracking device on me. No matter who I dated, she would find out. Then, within days, they would all fall head over heels for her and leave me behind. I was completely heartbroken, so I moved back to my hometown to get as far away from Alice as possible. Through my parents' arrangement, I was set to marry a guy through a blind date setup. Yet, on the actual wedding day, he stood up in front of everyone and confessed his love to Alice, saying he wanted to marry her instead. My parents, who were sitting in the audience, were so furious and devastated that they collapsed on the spot. They were rushed to the hospital, but it was too late. They were gone. Meanwhile, Alice was wearing the ring that was supposed to be mine, looking absolutely smug as she boasted, "A man this amazing? As if you deserve him. Now he's mine, so why don't you just step aside like a good girl?" I could not take the blow, so I climbed to the hotel rooftop and leapt off without hesitation. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the very moment before Alice had ever mentioned that so-called system.
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I Stopped Loving My Boyfriend Who Faked His Illness

I Stopped Loving My Boyfriend Who Faked His Illness

When Tessa Shoreman read Henry Jennings' cancer report, she immediately paid her hard-earned money of sixty thousand to the hospital. She had saved the money from working part-time while she was in university. However, she was worried the money was not enough, so she held back her fear as she sold a kidney to the black market to get more. As she walked to the ward door with a heavy bag filled with cash, she heard shrill laughter coming from inside. "That cheap woman, Tessa Shoreman, got tricked by us again. Haha!" Tessa's hand gave pause right when she was about to push the door open. What did he mean by saying she was tricked? Tessa looked through the glass on the door to see inside the ward. When she left, the man looked extremely weak, but he was now sitting up lazily in bed. Henry had a cigarette in his mouth, and he was blowing smoke rings nonchalantly. He did not look like a cancer patient at all. "It's been two years, and that woman still has no idea." "If she hadn't beaten Serene to first place, Henry would never have left behind his life as a rich heir and planned such an elaborate scheme to become a working-class man living in a cheap rental home. The way that cheap, penniless woman looks at Henry is so amusing." "We agreed that the punishment ends when Henry and Serene get engaged. It looks like time is almost up. We've probably punished her 108 times in the past two years." "The first time was lying to her that Henry didn't have a suit for a job interview. She worked tirelessly for 72 hours straight before she earned enough money for one, but that suit was given to the domestic help to use as a cleaning cloth. The second time was tricking her into believing Henry had a high fever. She forfeited during the finals of a scientific research competition to race home and take care of Henry in the hospital…" "Sigh. Too bad it's coming to an end. I'm going to miss entertaining myself with her."
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Obsessive love disorder

Obsessive love disorder

Roniya Raj
what the hell ?? where am I?? I couldn't see straight with all my dizziness.My legs refusing to move,trembling with no energy left in my body... All I could remember was his angry blood shot eyes before darkness engulfed me......,,, I was returning from my office..A car blocked my way and I know whose car it is.Climbing down the car ,he came near me. "come Riya.I'll drop you." "Move." I shouted and tried to walk past him..suddenly he grabbed my hand and stopped me.He would've never expected this reply from me. "what did you just say ? " He asked anger evident in his voice. "I'm tired of you .I'm tired of being your obedient doll " I said clenching my teeth. "You are mine and you'll do whatever I say." He said anger rising in his every word. "Stop claiming me like a possession akshay.I'm not a thing to claim as yours.My parents has fixed my wedding with someone else.so I'M NOT YOURS." That is my last sentence.With one hard slap on my face, i fainted and I don't remember anything after that except for his blood shot eyes...,,,, With head spinning I closed and opened my eyes to Clear my vision to see Akshay sitting in the chair next to my bed on which I'm lying . "Don't worry baby girl.You are safe.Your parents cant marry you to anyone now.I brought you far away from the..Far away from everyone.." Akshay's voice dashed my ears ! whattttt?? am I kidnapped?? Did Akshay kidnap me?? This is the story of a beautiful girl Riya,who comes from a conservative middle class family and Akshay , who is one and only son of the most powerful politician and business man of the country ...Will Akshay's obsession destroy Riya's life or Will it be the new beginning? Read and find out, lovelies :)
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His Runaway Obsession

His Runaway Obsession

Politics. That's the reason why I'm here sitting on a long dining table with the family of my father's best friend and with their kids. Aurelia sighed with boredom as she watch her parents to arrange her marriage to someone she doesn't like. Xavier, the son of her father's bestfriend. She doesn't like him. First and only reason because he's a womanizer, he bedded a lot of woman already. "Can we go now?" Aurelia asked in a plain tone. "I'm tired and... Just tired." She added while playing with her untencils. "Aurelia, honey, don't you want to talk to Xavier first and get to know him?" Her mother, Selene Miller asked. "Nope. I already know him." She said and she looked at him. He's lips curved with cocky smile. "You already know him? Great! How did you know him?" His father, Thomas Andrada asked. "I met him with some sluts stories on how he fuck different women." She said while looking at him. Well she can not blame the girls for having a crush or infatuation over him. He's hot, handsome, billionare with his own money, and based on stories he's good in bed. The thing is he's ruthless and possesive when it comes to women. "I see that's how you met me." He said in a flirty way. It's like he's proud of himself. Aurelia just rolled her eyes and stared at her father again her eyes asking to go home. "No, we need to finish the food. Besides what's the rush? We're not on rush." Her father said with a firm tone. "And we will talk about your wedding for next week." Her mother said proudly. Her eyes widened. "Next week!?!" She said with a high tone. Hell this can't be real. She's getting married next week!
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Our Love in Ruins

Our Love in Ruins

While working with the search and rescue team to save people trapped in an earthquake, an aftershock suddenly struck. Without hesitation, I pushed a hospital intern, Serena, out of the way. However, the force of the movement sent me to the ground, where a steel rod pierced my back, leaving me unable to move. When the aftershock ended, my husband, Derrick, came down with the others. Yet, instead of coming to me, he rushed to cradle Serena, who only had a few scrapes. Then he turned to glare at me. “What are you still sitting there for? Are you dead? Serena’s hurt, and you can’t even help her up?!” I was in so much pain I could barely speak, only able to force out a faint sound. “Honey, I… I’ve got a steel rod in my back… Please… help me.” Serena suddenly burst into tears in fear. “Mr. Nelson, I was so scared. Just now, Ms. Jones pushed me forward. If I hadn’t shifted direction, that huge rock would’ve crushed me!” Derrick, furious, shouted at me. “Gwen! You’re a doctor! What about your ethics? Your humanity?” Tears streamed down my face as I shook my head. “I didn’t. Please, just save me. I really can’t move…” One of the medical team members who came down with him checked my condition and looked worried. “Director Nelson, the steel rod seems to have pierced her spine. If we don’t treat her now, there’s a risk of paraplegia!” However, Derrick yanked him aside. “Save her? Let her walk herself! Gwen, we’re saving lives right now. If you want to act, I’ll put on a show with you when we get home! “Serena’s injured. Since there’s only one stretcher, we’re taking her up. You can walk up on your own.” His cold, departing back left me in utter despair.
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Love Hurts

Love Hurts

"You think you can play with my feelings, kitty?!" I could feel the intensity of his voice. I stepped back, feeling the wall behind me. "Who said I am playing with your feel~" I was cut off by his strong fist that landed beside my head, making me gasp in horror. "You, sitting on the lap of that bastard! Dakota Weasly, you just dug your boy toy's grave!" his voice boomed like thunder, deafening my ears. "He's not my boy toy, Martin. He's my boyfriend, and I like h~" Again, I was cut off, but not by his fist this time. His kiss ravished my mouth like I was his last meal. Before I could say something, my hands, like they had minds on their own, were slowly wrapping around his head. My tongue slid inside of his mouth while a moan escaped from me, making him deepen our kiss. When we stopped, we both gasped for air. "Do you like him?" he asked, his eyes fixed on mine. "Martin, I..." I suddenly lost my tongue. "I'll count till three. You must answer well, or I'll tell Luke to shoot him now!" "What?!" I asked, shocked. "Martin, what did you do to him?" I pleaded with my eyes, which became watery, but he just sneered. "Worried, huh?!" as he was about to call someone, I grabbed the phone and shouted... . Dakota Weasly was an easy-going, independent fashion designer from New York. She was strong-headed, who never stopped till she got what she wanted. This charming young lady accidentally bumped into the notorious mafia leader, Martin Marcini. The leader of Scared-faced Gang, one of the scariest mafia in Italy. . What could happen when an easy-go-lucky young lady played the heart of the scariest, gorgeous young man in the state?
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Sharon Flores
Dakota can really be a great mafia Don coz she can twist Martin with her fierce and cunning attitude. She has lots of stuff in her sleeves. I can't wait to read a catfight between her and that Shantel. It's really an amazing story. I always look forward to your updates.
Ibon
I just started reading this story and I like the way it's written. It's full of twist and turn, and lot's of mystery (characters) to solve. Also, Dakota and Martin's romances are steaming hot kk. I like Dakota's character. She is not 'maarte'. She's a very natural woman. Well recommended. .........
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Betrayed by the One I Loved

Betrayed by the One I Loved

My husband, Damien, loved me deeply—so deeply it felt like I was his whole world. Everyone said he was the perfect husband. Yet, he betrayed me. Not once, not twice, but three times. The first time was three years ago. His closest friend, Aaron, died saving him. Damien kept it from me and secretly married Aaron’s girlfriend, Vivian—on paper. I was heartbroken and ready to leave him. That night, he sent her abroad and fell to his knees, begging me. “Estelle, Aaron gave his life for me. I must take care of his widow. That marriage certificate is just a promise of security for Vivian. Once I’ve avenged Aaron, I’ll divorce her. The only woman I love is you.” I forgave him. The second time came the following year. At a press conference, Damien publicly introduced Vivian as the Mafia leader’s wife. He pulled me aside to explain. “Vivian is the only daughter of the Young family—the Mafia. Our two families joined forces for one reason only: to get revenge for Aaron. I’ve already made arrangements with her. Once we’ve dealt with our enemies, I’ll divorce her and marry you right away.” Once again, I believed him. Then came the third time. Someone drugged Damien at a banquet, and he spent the night with Vivian. He hid it from me until just two weeks ago, when I caught him at the hospital, sitting beside her during a prenatal checkup. That was when I finally learned the truth. He lowered his head, unable to meet my eyes, and spoke in a low voice. “Estelle, it was an accident. Once she gives birth, I’ll send her away. My parents will raise the child, and I swear—neither of them will ever appear in your life again.” In the name of love, Damien pushed me to compromise again and again. Yet now I know. There’s no future left for us. It’s time for me to walk away.
Short Story · Mafia
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Love, Over and Out

Love, Over and Out

I, Daphne Thorn, am an impoverished woman from the slums. William Blackburn, on the other hand, is the son of the richest man in Wylland. Unexpectedly, the two of us who share such vastly different identities end up being together. So far, we've tried out various difficult positions in our bouts of passion during our secret rendezvouses in secluded areas. Like the madman he is, William often torments me in every session. I'm so exhausted that I'm about to fall asleep. That's when a notification pops up on William's phone, which is sitting next to me. So, I take a peek at it. "William, my stomach hurts a lot! I'm suffering so much right now!" It's a text from someone named "Ellie". All the exhaustion in me disappears. I can feel my chest tightening up in discomfort. Once William is done with his shower, he leaves the bathroom and picks up his phone. "You should sleep first. I'm heading out," he says. When I see William turning his back on me, I blurt out, "Are you going to meet that childhood sweetheart of yours?" William wheels around to look at me. Suddenly, he moves to lift my chin. There is a trace of wariness in his eyes. "Don't go around sticking your nose in my business, Daphne. I like my woman docile and obedient." But I end up stalking William all the way to Royale Hotel, where I witness him visiting Elaine Moore, his childhood sweetheart. He coaxes her as though she's the most precious treasure in the world. I don't have the courage to question William in person. But still, I want to know who he thinks is more important to him—me or Elaine? So, I give him a call. "William, my gastritis is acting up again! It hurts so much! Can you drive me to the hospital?" I said. I use the same tactic that Elaine had used earlier. That night, I keep waiting for William, and yet he never returns to me. That's when I decide to not love him anymore.
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