Pacar Gun Atthaphan

( WARNING RATE 21+ ) Sebuah kecelakaan yang merenggut nyawa Tuan dan Nyonya Van Willem membuat sepasang Kakak-Beradik menjadi Yatim Piatu. Mereka berdua dibesarkan oleh pengasuh kepercayaan keluarga van Willem. Setelah dewasa sang Kakak menjadi satu-satunya penerus keluarga Van Willem, sedangkan sang Adik diterima kerja di sebuah perusahaan ternama. Jalan cerita bermula ketika sang Adik dipertemukan dengan seorang CEO muda yang kaya dan terkenal mempunyai banyak kenalan wanita. Ternyata CEO muda itu adalah atasan Irish di tempatnya bekerja. Masalah datang ketika para mantan pacar dari CEO muda ini bermunculan. Serta salah paham yang terjadi di antara dua CEO muda. Tak hanya sampai di situ, lika-liku kisah cinta yang mendebarkan terselip di dalamnya dan nyawa pun menjadi taruhannya.

Hana adalah seorang gadis yang selalu dibedakan oleh ibunya karena tak memiliki wajah cantik. Dia selalu dipaksa bekerja dan menyerahkan semua uangnya untuk membiayai kakaknya yang memiliki obsesi menjadi model. Suatu hari ibu Hana terjebak hutang hingga Hana terpaksa bekerja ke kota dengan menjadi cleaning servis. Masalah bermula ketika Hana pergi ke pesta sebagai pacar bayaran temannya hingga entah bagaimana ceritanya dia terbangun di sebuah hotel dengan kondisi tak ada pakaian sehelaipun yang melekat di tubuhnya. "Ada apa denganku, kenapa aku merasa badanku sakit semua terutama di bagian organ pentin milikku dan Ya Tuhan." Seketika Hana merasa dunianya hancur saat melihat darah perawan di sprei. [ You are very best baby] TTD Sean. Bagaimanakah kisah Hana selanjutnya dan siapakah Sean?

"Kamu sudah menikah?" "Belum." "Udah punya pacar?" "belum" "Ya udah, ayo menikah denganku!" "Hah! lo ngelindur?" "Enggak! gue serius, pokoknya besok kita menikah, titik!!" Senara sudah menyiapkan pernikahan untuknya dengan sang kekasih. Semua persiapan sudah matang, dan besok orang tuanya akan datang dari kampung untuk menghadiri pernikahan nya. Tapi, dua hari sebelum pesta berlangsung, Senara mendapati kekasihnya masuk ke Hotel dengan seorang wanita lain. Saat Senara meminta penjelasan, dirinya justru malah di putuskan. Kecewa, marah dan benci, semua menyatu jadi satu. sampai akhirnya Senara bertemu dengan seorang pria di depan Hotel. Seorang laki laki dari masa lalu Senara. Tidak memiliki pilihan lain, Senara pun langsung memaksa laki laki itu untuk menjadi suaminya.

The Black Jackson (a dance god) gets shot by unknown gun men, An ex-convict mother covers up the crime of her only daughter, A young Brooklyn dancer faces the fears of her life as she gets locked up in the nightmares of a mysterious man in the mirror. The story revolves around a young Fatherless Arlington girl[Melina Sparks] who gets involve in the murder of a very important man and had to flee the United States for London while her mum Taylor Sparks, an ex-convict who gave birth to her daughter while in jail not wanting her to experience the same kind of life she went through covers up the crime for her only to get sentenced this time to a life in prison in place of her daughter. While in Merton, Melina not only falls in love with the man of her dreams but also comes across her biological Father for the first time, who opens up his wide arms and takes her in under his roof, but unlike her mum, He wanted her to return to her first love and passion, dancing.

"You have the hands of a goddess," he rasped, his blood staining my operating table. Even with three bullets in his chest, his grey eyes held nothing but command. He was Damian Volkov, the Bratva's heir, and I was the off-the-grid surgeon who just saved his life. "And you have a bill to pay," I told him, tying the final suture. His laugh was a dark, dangerous sound. "Oh, Doctor. I don't deal in cash." His hand closed around my wrist, not with force, but with the chilling certainty of ownership. "You belong to me now." He dragged me from the shadows of my clinic to his gilded cage high above the Vegas Strip. He thinks he's claimed a simple doctor. He has no idea I'm Evelyn Reed, daughter of a murdered senator, hiding secrets that could burn his entire world to the ground. He wants my submission. My skills. My body. But in this game of secrets and seduction, the most dangerous weapon isn't the gun in his hand. It's the scalpel in mine.

*His eyes scanned my bruised face, searching for answers. A careful, gentle hand caressed my cheek, intensifying the turmoil in his gaze. "He did this to you." It wasn't a question; it was a statement. But I couldn't find my voice, trapped in frozen silence. Fear gnawed at my skin as I stood amidst cold-blooded killers, surrounded by chaos and lifeless bodies. And as he held the gun, I knew more bodies would soon drop.* *** To everyone else, she was a nobody. A vessel for their perverse desires, a desperate pawn willing to fulfill their every whim. A nearsighted girl, finding solace only within the pages of her books, a portal to escape reality. But what they failed to grasp was that behind those innocent blue eyes lurked a devil, dependent on her happiness, hiding in the shadows and watching over her. And that devil was prepared to sacrifice everything for her. The scariest part? She had no clue. *"Why do you act like you're in love with me?" "Jesus, Lily," he growled, "I TATTOOED YOUR NAME ON MY FUCKING CHEST!"*

I was just a student who couldn't afford tuition. For five years, I was also the secret lover of Mafia Don Dante Costello. Publicly, I was his personal art restorer. In private, he spent his nights making me his, holding me close and kissing me breathless. Then his family arranged his engagement. To Isabella Rossi. A princess from a rival family. At their engagement party, Isabella stabbed the back of my hand with a shard of broken glass. He made me apologize. To her. For making a scene. Fighting back tears, I bowed my head to Isabella. When Isabella lost a bet and had to play Russian Roulette—one bullet, six chambers—he made me take her place. My hand shook as I raised the gun to my head. "You saved my life once," I told him. "Now you can have it back." The moment I vanished from his world, the ruthless Mafia Don who had everything under control...completely lost his mind.

Eto ay isang kuwento ng babaeng naipakasal sa isang bilyonaryong may edad sa pamamagitan ng shot gun wedding na kagagawan ng kanyang gusapang ama. Ngunit ang babae ay may lihim naman paghanga sa lalaki noon pa man kung kaya naman hindi siya komontra at na excite pa nga itong mmaging asawa ng Bilyonaryo. Ngunit ang kaligayahan sa piniling kapalaran ay hanggang panaginip na lamang pala dahil kailan man ay hindi siya trinayong asawa ng lalaki. Ngunit a kabila ng lahat ng hirap ng katawan at kalooban sa pagsasama at sa klase ng trato sa kanya ng lalaki ay minahal pa rin at sinamba ni Yuna ang asawang si Felix Altamirano. Pero umabot na sa sukdulan ang lahat dahil sa isang mas masakit na katotohanang sumampal sa ilusyon ni Yuna. Wala palang pagasa, nagiilusyun lamang pala siya.

Walang hinangad sj Rome Saavedra kung hindi ang mapagsilbihan ang lalaking umampon sa kanya. Ang kaparehong ama-amahan na nag-aruga sa kaniya nang mapulot siya nitong pagala-gala sa kalsada ng Reiti, Paso. Para gawin iyon ay kailangan niyang tanggalin ang kahit anong bumabalakid sa plano nito, at isakatuparan ang isang misyong buong buhay niyang pinaghandaan at ipinangakong gawin. Armed with skills and a hunger to be loved back, Rome pointed his sniper gun to the old man who was silently drinking his coffee while reading the early newspaper. It was such a beautiful morning. Pero paano kung kakalabitin na lang niya ang gatilyo ay biglang bumukas ang pintuan ng pinagkukublihan niyang kwarto kasunod ng mahigpit na pagyapos sa kanya ni Margaux Montenegro - ang anak ng milyonaryong dapat niyang paslangin? Anong unang mamamatay? Ang milyonaryong matagal na niyang plinanong paslangin? O ang puso niyang hindi sinasadyang magmahal nang lubos?

Baru setelah sebulan menemani selingkuhannya keluar negeri untuk melepas penat dan sama sekali tidak menerima kabar dariku, barulah sang pacar menyadari ada sesuatu yang tidak beres. Di sela-sela kesibukannya, dia menelepon sekretarisnya. “Bagaimana pemulihan luka di kaki Celine? Aku mengambil kulitnya untuk cangkok kulit Gwen, dia nggak menyalahkanku, ‘kan?” Orang di balik telepon terdiam cukup lama, lalu dengan suara pelan menjawab, “Nona Celine sudah mengurus prosedur keluar dari rumah sakit sebulan lalu dan sudah pergi meninggalkan Keluarga Vier.” Mendengar itu, dia baru teringat hari runtuhnya hotel waktu itu. Saat itu dirinya reflek memeluk Gwen ke dalam pelukannya dan tatapan mataku terasa begitu putus asa, tapi juga tegas. Bukan tatapan kesedihan, melainkan sebuah perpisahan.