On The Road Baekhyun

Twenty-five-year-old socialite and businesswoman, Quinn Rothschild has always done what is expected of her. The dutiful daughter that went to school to work in the family’s publishing company and tailored her life to keep up her father’s reputation has now been asked to do the unthinkable. Marry the son of the most powerful mafia don in the city to keep their family’s business afloat. A marriage that started out as just on paper to Dante Luciano, an infamous womanizer and lethal asshole. He has made it clear that he hates her and she feels the same. Quinn nearly refuses, until she finds out that her marriage to Dante is payment to the Luciano family for paying off her father’s gambling debts that threaten to take away their home, their business, and possibly her father’s life. Negotiating with the Don, Quinn agrees to marry Dante, though she knows that he is unfaithful to their vows from the very start. But when she starts being followed and threatened, who can she go to for help? The father who failed her? Or her husband who hates her?

“And?” Olivia asked, her brow furrowed. “I will pay off all your debts, cover your brother’s hospital bills, and send him abroad for the best medical treatment,” Alpha Enzo made an offer he knew Olivia wouldn’t reject. Olivia raised her brow as she stared at the man she hated with passion. Just as she was about to reject his offer, she paused and thought of it. Not only would he help in clearing her huge debts, but he would also send her brother abroad, and she would have the best opportunity to carry out her revenge on him. “I accept,” she blurted out, making Alpha Enzo smirk victoriously. “Yes, I accept to be your submissive for the next three months.” *************************** On her fourteenth birthday, Olivia watched her family being murdered by a masked man with a scorpion tattoo on his right wrist. Six years later, burdened by her comatose brother's hospital bills, Olivia works at a BDSM club. There, she encounters Alpha Enzo, who bears the same tattoo in the exact spot. Determined to avenge her family, she agrees to his offer to clear her debts in exchange for becoming his submissive for three months. But as Olivia spends more time with Alpha Enzo, she finds herself developing feelings for the man she was supposed to kill. To make matters worse, she discovers he harbors many dark secrets and a troubled past.

*** Please note that this book is based on characters from my completed novel, Sinfully Yours, exclusively available on GoodNovel. However, you do not need to have read it to read this book.*** I have hated the Morettis ever since I was old enough to understand how the cookie crumbles. They are the sole reason why my life turned out this way. Alone. Unloved. Abused. Broken. Now I'm out to ruin their lives like they have mine. I've researched them for years, and now I'm finally getting my shot. There is one problem, though. The Moretti triplets are more than what I bargained for. My plan was to reel them in one by one, seduce them if I had to, and then destroy them. I wanted to take away everything they've worked for, strip them bare, and leave them to the vultures. Their parents destroyed mine, so I wanted to destroy their precious offspring, let them taste even just a tidbit of the disappointment I have experienced since I was born. When I weasel myself into their lives, I didn't expect them to be so enigmatic and electrifying. They take up all the air when they are in the vicinity, and I am choking, struggling to remember what my goal is. Will I be successful in my quest for vengeance? Or will I crumble under their hazel eyes and give up the one thing I had that is mine? My soul.

When Asher Terrell's family crumbled into bankruptcy, I stood steadfast by his side. We lived in a dank basement, where I toiled through three jobs to help clear their crushing debts. He bounced back and proposed, promising me a true home. Three years into our marriage, I discovered the deed to our house bore the name of his first love. "This is what I owe her," he confessed. Swallowing my pain, I nodded and pushed forward a photo from back when we were crammed in that basement, with a whole table piled high with debt notices. "You've paid your debt to her with our house," I said. "But what about the debt you owe me?"

Randy’s mother, Monica, was on her dying bed. Her only wish before she died was for him, my alpha boyfriend, to perform our marking ceremony before she passed. When Monica looked at him eagerly, Randy agreed to mark me. But after we left her room, Randy said that he was going to marry Alina. “Alina’s mother is critically ill. She also wants to watch her undergo the marking ceremony before she passes. We can wait a little longer before we conduct our own marking ceremony, Emma.” “But what about your mother? She wants to witness us undergo the marking ceremony too!” “My mother can hang in there a little longer. Don’t worry.” Randy then grabbed the ring that Monica had given to me. It had acted as a symbol of me being her daughter-in-law, but Randy gave it to Alina. Unbeknownst to him, Monica was already at Death’s door, and she was feigning a picture of health in front of him. On the day Monica passed away, Randy performed the marking ceremony with another woman. After I made preparations for Monica’s funeral, I vanished from Randy’s world. To my surprise, he started begging me to become his mate after I left.

A homecoming banquet was organized for my wealthy boyfriend’s first love. At the banquet, he forced me to drink an entire glass of Whisky, even though I was pregnant, just to make his first love happy. My abdomen was in excruciating pain, and blood was seeping through my white dress. He kissed his first love in front of me as his friends cheered him on. As I was losing consciousness, I heard a cold remark. “Ignore her. She’s just a mistress. She won’t be able to live without me.” When I woke up in the hospital, I caressed my flat stomach and wanted to send him a photo of the medical report detailing my miscarriage. However, I realized that his profile picture had been changed to a photo of his first love’s side profile. He even blocked me again. However, this time, I did not beg him as I had in the past. Instead, I booked a flight ticket to leave the country.

I was a semi-retired actress, joining a divorce reality show with my billionaire husband. "I want a divorce." Facing the camera, I spoke calmly. Off-camera, Hector Sinclair frowned as he reviewed the scene with me. "You need to show more emotion when you say it. That’s what will get people talking, stir up discussion, and drive the views. "Otherwise, who’s going to believe you really want to divorce me? They’ll just think you’re acting again. “Use your head. I can’t guide you every step of the way." Yeah. To outsiders, I was nothing more than a pretty face—vain, shallow, and talentless. Meanwhile, he was a shrewd and cultured businessman, commanding a fortune worth billion. No one believed I would willingly give up the title of Mrs. Sinclair, not even Hector himself. However, he had no idea that this time, I meant it.

On the 26th of my birthday, my true love gave me divorce papers and a broken heart. One meant to wound. One meant to finish me. Life has a way of giving gifts that are both unexpected and profound. If the people you love the most can hurt you this deeply, then perhaps it is only fair to return the gesture, quietly and carefully. This is a thick and cruel world. But I am still here. And some gifts are returned with interest — Bianca Winter. *** “Please, Bianca,” Charles Warren begged, crying on his knees. “Give me a chance. Give us another chance.” “Dear ex,” Bianca Winter replied coldly, “I would have to be blind to walk your way again and even blindness wouldn’t excuse that mistake. You already showed me the darkness, Mr Warren, and I will not step back into the shadows.” With no trace of remorse, Bianca turned and walked away with her head held high.

It's hard when you're betrayed. It is doubly hard when relatives and everyone you consider family turn away from you. And it hurts unbearably when it turns out that the one you love more than life was the cause of your troubles ... But any pain has its limit. And devoted love can easily be reborn by hatred. Banished from the pack? It's bad, but what's stopping me from creating my own? Erase my memory? Unpleasant, but I was able to remember everything. Wanted to deprive me of a wolf? But I will never forgive you for this!

Emilia was married off to a mafia billionaire, William, by her wicked mother, Isabella, after falling victim to fraud. Marriage is supposed to be a place full of peace of mind but, for Emilia, it was a living hell. She realized that her husband only wanted her to satisfy his urge and he didn't love her. Just as she was about to request a divorce, she discovered that her husband was the demon that initiated the fraud and ruined her mother's investing business to lure her back into the criminal squad. Now, she's ready to take revenge. But how will she do so when her wicked husband is a mafia boss who does everything in his capacity to achieve his aim?