Neethan En Devathai Mr

Erin realised herself amongst a family she never dreamt to be part of. Despite being a powerful and wealthy household, she still didn't feel happy to be there. She made the decision to stay, for someone's sake. Her son. All she wanted to do was become that dominant woman and raise her son single-handedly. But then someone she'd tag as evil, showed up and ruined everything. Being married to Jayden Reynolds brought along adversaries in different sets. She was part of an aristocratic family now and her beloved son, being the successor to the family's acreages, was relatively susceptible. Amidst all these, fused with a loveless marriage. Will Erin Charlton blindly stay as Jayden's woman?

"And so just you may know, I will never love, not in this life or the next, and I will do everything to make your life a living hell for what you did," Kevin smirked leaving Bella with tear running down her eyes. It's not like she really wanted to fall in love with him, or maybe it's true that love is blind, who in their rightful senses falls in love with their bully, anyway it's not her fault, it's his, he made her fall in love with him but only to reject her later.

It happened in Paris, year 2015 when Aemee Harlene Santiago visited there to get some space and to breath some fresh air after her break up with Josiah – her ex-boyfriend. On her last day in Paris she decided to go to club to get some drinks, but someone she didn’t know approached her, it’s Clifford Samonte. In an hours of talking they get along pretty well. Because of so much drinks they had, Aemee had one-night stand with him. After that night she left him, thinking that it’ll be there 1st and last meeting, but Aemee got pregnant, she hid the child from him and doesn’t have any plan to introduce it to Clifford. After how many years, their path crosses again. That starts their roller coaster love story.

They called her "mad." The woman who once ruled Zhou's halls with laughter and grace now sat hollow in a white cell. Rose Sallow had lost everything. Her inheritance. Her child... her little boy, whose last breath faded against her trembling arms after the poison took hold. Her husband, Duke Sallow, once sworn to never leave her, now stood beside another. Lisa Zhou. Her cousin. Her sister in all but blood Now the new "Madam Sallow." She was carrying Duke’s child, the 'heir' he publicly acknowledged as his first child, and Rose's son’s name was erased from the family records. In the mental hospital room, she laughed when they handed her the divorce papers. That night, Rose decided to end it all. But fate, cruel, capricious fate, had other plans. When her eyes fluttered open, she didn’t find herself among the angels. She was staring at her reflection in a golden mirror, and on the bed behind her was her wedding gown. It was her wedding day. A chance to change it all. To rewrite fate. But as she rose from the bed, a shiver crawled down her spine. There, on the vanity, a note written in red... "Congrats... You have been granted a second chance." Then came the knock. Three slow, deliberate taps on the door. She froze. “Lady Rose?” a deep voice called. It wasn’t Duke’s voice. Softer, steadier, yet commanding. “Forgive the intrusion, but… I couldn’t wait any longer.” She opened the door. Standing there was a man she had never seen before. He bowed slightly, eyes dark as midnight. “Marry me,” he said simply. In her first life, this had never happened. No mysterious man. No interruption. No warning. Why now?

They say tough situations don't last, but tough people do. They are bloody liars, whoever said that. My tough situation didn't make me stronger. It pushed me into the arms of Elias Thorne. CEO of Blackwood Holdings. One of the richest men in the country. And, apparently, my fake husband. I'm just a contract wife. A transaction. He needs me to secure his standing in the company. He hates me and I don't care. I need his money, his influence, his resources, anything to save my mother's and sister's life. Forty-five days. Then I walk away. That was the deal. No love or feelings. Just business. But a penthouse is smaller than it looks. And forced proximity has a way of cracking open doors you swore you locked up. He has his own wounds. His own ghosts. And sometimes, when he looks at me, I swear he's not seeing a contract at all. Forty-five days. Either we walk away untouched. Or we burn.

He leaned back confidently, the glow from the lights catching his grey eyes. “But if you ever want something simple,” he said, “something that won’t demand feelings or promises. Something free. Fun. Uncomplicated.” I swallowed. “Like what, exactly…” He leaned forward again, eyes never leaving mine. “Like being each other’s fuck partner,” he said calmly… like it was the most natural proposal in the world. *** Raised by a single mother abandoned by love, Annabelle Brown vowed to save sex for marriage. Until the night she caught her boyfriend cheating, and his reason—no relationship can last without sex. Heartbroken and furious, Anna walked into a bar… and into the most outrageous proposal of her life. *** Alessandro Miller wanted nothing complicated. Scarred by a loveless home, he swore off marriage and emotional attachments. All he wanted was simple: sex, no feelings, no future. *** Against everything she believed in, Anna said yes to Alessandro's proposal. Their rules were clear: No emotions, no personal questions, no strings. Until months later, when Anna walked into a conference room and saw him—the same man she'd been sharing her weekends with, now standing at the head of the company board as the CEO. Worse, Alessandro was the heir to a powerful family… and already promised to another woman. Bound by duty, divided by power, yet consumed by desire, neither of them could walk away. He was her partner in sin. Her boss. And the one man she was never supposed to fall for.

Andrew has everything, power, wealth, control. Until a single diagnosis takes it all away. Stage IV lung cancer. Three months to live. He shuts everyone out. No treatment. No pity. No weakness. Then Nancy Taylor hired to be his caretaker shows up, and refuses to go. She challenges him. Defies him. Sees through him. And no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she stays, steady, unshaken, impossible to ignore. Andrew doesn’t do attachment. He doesn’t believe in love. But with time running out and walls closing in, Nancy becomes the one thing he can’t control… and the one thing he can’t afford to lose. Because when the end is this close, falling might be the most dangerous thing of all.

One organization; five merciless women. Behind their innocent faces hide their true identities. They can kill without feeling guilty. Mercy? It has never been in their vocabulary. There's only one rule to keep you alive; OBEY & NEVER BETRAY. You have been warned. Welcome to Atrómitos Orgánosí ! I am Quennie Rose Rado, also known as BOMBER. "Tick. Tack. Tick. Tack. Time's up, darling."

Calla Sherman sleeps with a random guy from a bar after her boyfriend cheats on her. The following morning, she wakes up and realizes he's a drop-dead gorgeous man who looks good enough to make any woman swoon.She's so flustered that she mocks him for having terrible skills. She even leaves behind 150 dollars as a fee for his services before fleeing. The next day, Calla finds that her new boss, Mercer Garland, looks oddly familiar. Oh, God. She wants nothing more than to die when she realizes she's mistaken Mercer for a gigolo. He's the exact person who can ruin her career! What's worse, she's already pissed him off royally. One fine day, Calla backs away as Mercer stalks toward her. "Didn't you say you weren't interested in women like me who don't have curves anywhere?" He looks her over and smirks. "You're different from them. I know what you're like on the inside." Flustered, she tries to talk sense into him. "I'm sure a busty woman would be more up your alley. I'm not your type at all!" Mercer sighs softly. "I'm devastated that you've kicked me to the curb after using me, Calla. I'm not even in the mood to sign all those documents on my desk anymore."

"Two Years. No Emotions. No Strings Attached." Emma Carter’s life is a constant battle of resilience and hard work. As an executive assistant to Adrian Steele, a billionaire playboy with a reckless streak, she’s used to managing chaos but when her aunt’s medical crisis leaves her desperate for help, Emma is forced to make an unthinkable choice. Adrian offers her a lifeline: a two-year contract marriage. No strings, no emotions, just business. For him, it’s a means to an end. For her, it’s survival. But as Emma navigates Adrian’s world of luxury and deception, she begins to see the man behind the mask, a scarred soul yearning for redemption. When lies, betrayal tears them apart, could a secret child bring them back together? Can Adrian win back the woman he walked away from? Or will Emma protect her heart and the life she’s built at all costs? Read further to unveil a story of love, betrayal, redemption, and second chances.