Never Marry Your Brother's Best Friend

I ended up with the person who used to bully me in school. As the morning sunlight seeped into the room, I barely moved my arm when the arm wrapped around my waist tightened, pulling me closer. Ethan Chambers lowered his head to kiss my neck, his deep voice tinged with a husky tone from just waking up. "Did you fall asleep last night?" I froze for a moment before nodding obediently. In the past, I might have resisted, but three weeks with him taught me a simple lesson to be compliant. He took my hand, which rested at my side, and interlaced his fingers with mine, playing with them as if amused. Leaning close to my hair, he let out a low chuckle full of interest. "This time, you didn’t throw away the ring I gave you?" He was referring to the diamond ring on my finger. There had been two others before this one—one I hid in the freezer, and the other I threw into the fountain in the garden downstairs. I didn’t want to think about the consequences of losing the first two rings for now, but the result of the third ring was clear: I was going to marry him, the person I once feared the most.

My pregnant colleague told me to get her a drink. However, she had severe stomach ache after the drink and suffered a miscarriage. In the hospital, she was crying about how I harmed her. Her family members beat me up badly, even extorted 150 thousand dollars in compensation from me. I made a police report and was ready to take legal action against them. However, his mother-in-law pushed me to the middle of the road, and I was crushed to death by being run over by a truck.

-Who are you?" Finally, he stopped the silence. His words were strong, angry, and loud. "-What?" I felt so confused still couldn’t let my eyes from his new look. And his actions of killing without any emotions made my voice trembling. "-I...TOLD...YOU...WHO... THE FUCK... ARE... YOU...?" With stiff teeth he seemed to lose his patience, slowly and frighteningly, he asked, no, ordered to me, without lifting his eyes from me, with every word he took a step closer to me until I could smell the sweat, dirt smell of his ammunition from him. His hard chest-like rock was so close that it barely touched my body. I was shivering he was so scary and I still wanted him badly. "-Are you joking with me? How to understand, who am I?" I whispered... I stopped our deep gaze, even though it wasn't easy. -"What's happening here? Where are we? Why are you...." I couldn't finish one of my hundreds of questions when my husband turned his eyes away from me to his men. -"Take that strange ‘pause from his lips, his eyes traveled from the top of my head to my legs" bitch, to the cell, that little mouth soon will be open for me. And she will talk as well too."

I always think that all of his actions meant nothing but a friendly gesture. I always warn myself not to think too much about the way he treated me. I always think that I'm not that much of a significant girl to him. I used to think that it's okay to not think much because I don't want my expectation to be high because I'm sure the fall will hurt like a wench. I just don't really want to overthink about those things. But wasn't I already overthinking for the fact that I think to not overthink?

My boyfriend, Christopher Linden, was short of 20 thousand dollars for his medical treatment. To get the money as soon as possible, I participated in a rich man's game onboard a lavish cruise. I didn't bat an eye as I jumped into the ocean to search for a bracelet one of their female companions had dropped in the water. As I choked on the ocean water, I heard the man in the lead mock me, saying, "I've seen plenty of the dirty things people are willing to do for money, but you take the cake. You're even willing to give up your life for it." Someone teased, "Your girlfriend doesn't like money and is willing to forgo everything to care for you. Do you love her?" He snorted. "She's just a peasant from the countryside; I'm only fooling around with her. You have no idea how coarse her hands are—they disgust me whenever she touches me. How could I possibly fall for her?" I turned ashen at his words. He was Christopher, who was supposed to be wheelchair-bound. He was also supposed to be too broke for surgery. The peasant from the countryside he was talking about was me.

"It's time to consummate our Marriage" Roman said as he walked inside the room. "I am not interested" I said with fear as I stood up from his couch. "And why are you not interested?' he asked. "I am only giving my body to the man I love" I said curtly. "Really? We are married come on, I need to be inside my wife now" He said as he moved closer to me. "This room is not only decorated for decorating sake. It means something" he said as he got before me. "Come on, wifey, corporate tonight or else you will see the worst of me." He said on the bed as he clapped his hands, the door opened and men came in with boxes. They placed the boxes on the floor and went out. I looked at them with curiosity. "Irina, Have you ever heard of BDSM?" He asked. This is the first time he will call my name. But what's BDSM? He opened the boxes bringing out the items there. "No, what's the meaning?" I asked him with curiosity. "And what are you doing with ropes and wipes?" I asked again. "Have you ever even had ?" He asked angrily. I was quiet for sometime for sometimes, feeling shy. "No" I said hesitantly. "Your stupid father caged you your whole life, that's so stupid of him. We don't kill woman here, we only deal with men. He should have let you out" he said. "Don't ask me any questions again, your innocent is annoying, I promise. I hate naive girls"he scoffed. "Get on the bed" he commanded. "What?" I asked. "Get on the freaking bed, don't force me to help you in getting on the bed, "

Kasalukuyang live-in partner ng mommy ni Jean Tejada ang daddy ni Kaizer Julian Ezcalante nang ito ay atakihin sa puso. Hindi matanggap ni Kaizer ang biglaang pagkamatay na iyon ng ama lalo pa na ayon sa lumabas na autopsy, sinadya raw kitilin ang buhay ng daddy niya at hindi talagang inatake sa puso ang dahilan. Kaya naman gano'n na lang ang galit ni Kaizer Julian sa live-in partner ng daddy niya dahil wala namang ibang motibo para paslangin ang ama niya kun'di ang kayamanan ng daddy niya. Pinuntahan niya ang bahay ng live-in partner ng daddy niya. Ngunit ang napakaganda nitong anak na si Jean ang naabutan ni Kaizer. Lihim na napukaw ni Jean ang puso ni Kaizer ngunit sa kagaya ni Kaizer na galit at poot ang nasa puso para mabigyan ng hustisya ang pagkamatay ng ama, pilit niyang nilabanan ang atraksyon para kay Jean. Dahil tumakas ang mommy ni Jean na live-in partner ng daddy niya, sapilitang tinangay ni Kaizer si Jean. Ito ang naisip n'yang ipain upang mapalabas ang ina nitong nagtatago sa batas. Papahirapan niya ang dalaga. Kinulong niya ito sa bahay niya. Hangga’t hindi lumalabas ang ina nito ay hindi rin makakalabas ng bahay si Jean. Hindi lang iyon, kahit ang kalayaan nito ay kinuha rin niya. Pinilit niyang magpakasal si Jean sa kaniya kahit labag sa loob ng dalaga. Ayaw ni Jean dahil may iba itong nobyo at mahal din ng dalaga. Subalit ang pagtutol ni Jean ay walang saysay dahil maimpluwensya si Kaizer. Lahat ay kaya nitong gawan ng paraan para pumayag si Jean. Kaya abot langit ang galit ni Jean kay Kaizer. Sumumpa si Jean na hanggang papel lang sila magiging mag-asawa ni Kaizer at gagawa siya ng paraan upang makatakas kay Kaizer kahit sa ano mang paraan.

Takhta, harta dan wanita adalah 3 hal yang tidak dapat di lepaskan dari sosok penguasa negeri sampai rasanya itu sudah menjadi turun temurun antar kaum bangsawan. Semua orang berebut untuk mendapatkan takhta, merebut harta dan memiliki wanita, tapi tidak dengan pangeran yang satu ini. Keinginan hidup atas jerih payahnya membuatnya rela melepas statusnya sebagai pangeran mahkota, tapi sebuah kejadian membuatnya berubah menjadi sosok yang di takuti semua orang. Kejam, tiada ampun dan pemain wanita sudah melekat dalam namanya. Seluruh penjuru mengenalnya hingga ke telinga orang yang menjadikannya menjadi seperti ini. Mungkinkah orang tersebut akan kembali bertemu dengan sang pangeran untuk memperbaiki segalanya? Atau hanya akan memperburuk keadaan?

Dahil sa malubhang sakit ng kanyang ama, walang nagawa si Renata Ferrer nang ipagbili siya ng sariling madrasta sa isang bilyonaryong walang puso, si Severino "Sev" Morelli. Kilala si Sev bilang isang malamig, walang awa, at walang interes sa pag-ibig. Para sa kanya, lahat ng bagay ay may presyo, at si Renata? Isa lang siyang bayad na ari-arian. Ngunit hindi niya inasahan na ang babaeng ito—na pinilit lang ipasok sa kanyang buhay—ay magtutulak sa kanya sa isang bagay na hindi mabibili ng pera.

When Isabelle's mother, an ambitious socialite, marries for the fourth time, she introduces Isabelle to her new stepfamily. To Isabelle's horror, her new stepbrother is none other than Logan Sinclair—the very boy who tormented her during high school. Seeing him again rekindles all the old fears and resentments. To make matters worse, Isabelle is soon hired as Logan's secretary at Sinclair Enterprises, the megacorporation run by Logan’s father. Isabelle braces for the worst, expecting her nightmare to continue. But instead of cruelty, Logan is calm, professional, and oddly protective of her. Isabelle is torn. The wounds of her past run deep, and the humiliation she endured at his hands isn’t easily forgotten. Can people truly change? Or is Logan just playing a long game, trying to manipulate her emotions once again?