One Person

For Britney Aston, it was nothing but a one night stand with a good looking stranger on her last night in New Jersey before moving to London the following day to start a new life with her mother and new stepfather. But her plan to put the past behind her and start a new life afresh turns out to be nothing but an epic failure when the ravishing stranger appears in front of her again. This time, not in New Jersey but in London. Not as a stranger either, but as her new stepbrother!

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.

Krys just wants a simple life where she can work hard without being judged based on her family's status in society. All she wants is to be a regular workaholic girl, but she keeps getting rejected from job applications due to her famous fashion designer and business tycoon parents. It's frustrating because she's qualified for the jobs she's applying for, and she just wants to feel like her education was worth something. One day, her friend asks her to go to an interview in her place and pretend to be someone else. Krys agrees, but before the interview, she makes a huge mistake - a drunken one night stand with a stranger. And wouldn't you know it, that stranger turns out to be her potential boss. Now, Krys is faced with a dilemma. Should she still go to the interview or ditch it altogether? And what kind of life will she have after having that one hot night with her boss? It's a story of unexpected twists and turns, where Krys must decide what's best for her career and personal life. Will she be able to have both, or will she have to sacrifice one for the other?

Maxine Wards ran away from her home that made her lost in the city. Thank goodness cause there's one guy who saw her sleeping in the street. Harold Vans (the grandfather of five hot jerks) brought her to the Mansion and adopted her for temporary. And due to important matters, Harold Vans needed to fly abroad for some matters so that Maxine Wards left in hand with these FIVE HOT JERKS, named; Alyn Crawford, Louis Howard, Byron Wagner, Giles Christophe and Sid Grandier. What do you think would happen in her life along with these five hot jerks? Would she run away again to run from these jerks? Or she will continue her life and live in ONE ROOF WITH FIVE HOT JERKS?

6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!

I'm kidnapped at the same time as my husband's true love. I call him on the verge of death and beg him to save me. However, he thinks I'm putting on an act and only pays the ransom for his true love. He leaves me and his brother to die. Before hanging up, he snaps, "Drop the act, Marlena! Can't you see how terrified Sue is? I'll get even with you for hiring someone to kidnap her!" It's too bad Howard Jenne will never get even with me for this. The moment he turns his back on me and his autistic brother, the kidnappers kill us.

The wedding had barely started when the lights went out. Then came the moans—from the giant screen behind the altar. Hailey froze. Her skin went ghost-pale. Her whole body shook. A beat later, the doors slammed open. Leading the charge? Nolan. Cold eyes, sharp suit, and bodyguards in tow. He stormed the stage. The groom tried to stop him. Big mistake. Nolan's guys dropped him in seconds. Nolan grabbed a fistful of the groom's hair and yanked his head back. "Heh. I've slept with Hailey hundreds—maybe thousands—of times. Used condoms alone could fill your house. Wanna see the HD vids?" Hailey's eyes locked on Nolan, pure hate. She'd been his kept woman for eight years. He loathed her family. He loathed her. Swore she'd never know peace. Then she disappeared—and he lost his mind.

After being betrayed by her boyfriend and best friend, Mary Sampson moved to the hotel she had booked earlier for herself and her boyfriend to stay after he had proposed. As she is masturbating to get over her plight, a smoking hot handsome young man walks in, disrupting her pleasure. After a while of argument, it is discovered that due to some system error in the hotel, the room is mistakenly booked twice and the room actually belongs to the handsome young man. Mary is refunded, despite the handsome man offering to allow her to share the room, she insists she will find another room. However, she doesn't find any other hotel room as all the hotels in the whole town have been booked. She reluctantly returns to the handsome man and they play poker to while away the time. The poker soon turns to a stripping poker and the smoking hot man stripteases her, turning her on. Eventually, they have a hot night together and Mary drops her phone number, hoping they may see each other again. After waiting for two years without getting a call from him, she forgot about him. Only to run into him at her workplace the next day… The smoking hot man is her boss.

  "Kola Matias."      Tinakasan ng kulay ang mukha ni Kola at biglang tila nawalan ng pwersa ang mga binti nya, kasabay ng panlalamig ng kaniyang mga kamay nang mapagsino ang lalaking kaharap ngayon. Gustuhin man niyang tumakbo palabas ng opisina ay hindi niya magawa dahil nanigas na siya ng tuluyan sa kinatatayuan. Hindi na nga niya napapansin ang pagpigil niya sa kaniyang hininga na tila ba sa ganoong paraan ay magising siya kung panaginip lamang iyon.     "You..." usal niya na nakarating sa pandinig ng lalaki.      Nagpakawala ng nakalolokong ngiti si Demus.     "Remember me, Ms. Matias?" Hindi maari! Ang bilyonaryong si Demus Moretti pala ang lalaking naka one-night stand niya kagabi!

"You left without saying a word, Ciana. Hinanap kita, naghintay ako. Umasa akong babalikan mo 'ko dahil baka sakali na maisip mo ako," napatitig ako sa mga mata niyang kulay kayumanggi ngunit lumuluha. "Tapos ngayon babalik ka na para bang walang nangyari?" nakagat ko ang ibabang labi kasabay ng pagyuko sa kaniyang pangunguwestyon. "Sinisisi mo 'ko kasi hindi kita magawang kausapin ng maayos? Pansinin tulad nang dati?" napapikit ako ng matapos niyang sabihin iyon ay hinampas niya ang pader sa aking tabi. "You think I'm okay? Nasasaktan ako Ciana, kahit sorry man lang galing sa mismong bibig mo wala akong natanggap." Tinitigan ko siya ngunit ako mismo ang nasaktan nang umaagos na ang luha sa mga mata niya. "I'm sorry," mahinang sabi ko. "This is not the right time to do that, because I can't f-forgive you for l-leaving me." Malamig niyang sabi ngunit bakas ang hirap sa pananalita. "Mahal kita at nakalimutan kong may gusto ka nga pa lang iba," hindi ko siya makapaniwalang tinitigan dahil sa sinabi sa akin. "I'm leaving." Paalam ni Mateo tapos tumango at lumabas na ng kwarto.