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From the time I was ten until I turned eighteen, my parents made me write 299 IOUs. Every time I needed money, I had to borrow it and pay it back as an adult. Then I got into a car accident. I needed money for surgery but was still short by 3,000. With no other options, I went to my parents for help. But they just gave me cold smiles. “Clara, you’re eighteen now. We have no obligation to give you money anymore. If you need it, write another IOU.” While holding back tears, I wrote my 300th IOU. After my surgery, I saw my adopted sister’s social media post. In the pictures, she was celebrating her 18th birthday on a cruise. She was the center of attention, like a princess. My parents had given her a luxury apartment in the city and a Maserati as birthday gifts. Even my childhood friend was looking at her with love in his eyes. She said they were the ones she loved and thanked them for giving her the best of everything. I looked down at the crumpled IOU in my hand and suddenly laughed. Once I paid off my debt, I would no longer need such a family.

At graduation, I invited my classmates to attend my engagement party, but what I didn’t expect was the total meltdown one of my classmates had when she saw my engagement photos. She strutted over, full of herself, and demanded that I take off my dress so she could use it to polish her shoes. I blinked in confusion, thinking she must have lost her mind. I laughed and suggested she head over to the campus clinic to get checked out. Instead, she exploded, pointing a finger right in my face as she started yelling. “You leech! How dare you wear something so expensive?” she screamed. “You’ve been spending all of my boyfriend’s money on your filthy clothes! Have you no shame? Get down on your knees and apologize, or I guarantee you'll regret it. Who knows where you'll end up tomorrow? Maybe in the hands of some trafficker?” I couldn’t help but laugh. Who would’ve thought that my fiancé, whose tuition fees I paid for, had the nerve to keep a secret mistress behind my back?

I made the decision to break up with Layla Freeman as I opened my eyes once more. She wanted to take Charles Jones and his son home so she could take care of them, so I would logically leave. I had a lot of arguments with Layla in my former life because of Charles and his son. She paid for Charles’ son’s wedding using the money I had saved for my retirement. Ultimately, the bitter cold killed me in the winter. When Layla found out about that, she was not filled with sadness. Rather, she accused me of dying on her godson’s wedding day. I would leave her and not have anything to do with her in this life.

Penelope Winston is a seventeen years old happy and bubbly girl whose life suddenly came to an end when situations arose in her family, and she had to be sold off to an auctioneer so that her mother’s medical bills could be paid while holding on to her father’s promise of getting her back. Hunter Nicklaus is a well feared known and ruthless mafia boss. Despite being incapable of loving, he decided to attend the auction party after being notified that his betrothed who is the key to his fortune and wealth had been sold to an Auctioneer. What happens when Penelope discovers that her life and been sealed and entangled with the heartless Don who wouldn’t let her go even though he can’t love her? Will she stay with him till the end or leave when an opportunity is presented to her?

“Don't fight the emotions you feel for me, Sammie” Max said, The Alpha king said, as he caressed my cheeks as a prized possession that I was. He paid a lot for me to get me as a slave. “I am not fighting it. I am only guarding my heart” His present was becoming more addictive but I wanted more than he wanted to give me at the moment. I wanted my freedom. “I can't think of one good reason not to kiss you right now. I want you, Sammie, I want you so much I might break, my possession. You belong to me” “I belong to no one” Poor and maltreated Sammie, thought she was finally getting away from the harshness of her own family and everyone in her pack when she clocked eighteen and she was finally going to get her fated mate. But her dreams shattered as fast as they had come to her, she had been mated to Max, the scornful son of their alpha, who currently has the most gorgeous girlfriend, who didn't waste any more time rejecting and humiliating her. Her fate was sealed, she was going to be hated more, but nothing prepared her for the betrayal of her family. She was sold to the slave master. But got bought again, by Max himself. Her nemesis. And when would she be able to get her revenge on all those who treated her worse than an animal?

You took my virginity, you must take responsibility!” The gigolo in half gold mask stated making her eyes go wide. “I... Wait, what?” Inari stuttered. She had prepared a variety of speeches before coming and even planned insults to hurl at him, but after hearing his haughty comments, everything in her thoughts appears to have vanished. He is simply shameless! “But I paid you!” “Really?” he gave her a pointed look, “Are you sure about that?”

Rosalind Paristo was a happy go lucky type of girl, working in a good company that paid her well as the secretary of the CEO of a multi-international company. Paying off the debts left by her family and setting up her sibling's education, everything finally seemed to be going well for her. Suddenly a problem arose when she got a letter stating the date of her marriage, moreover, she could not believe who the person she was going to marry was. Oops, she even doubts if he is human! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer: - 1st story of the author -mature content -slow-burn romance Thank You For Reading !

Ethan's betrayal was the last thing Angelic could endure. She promised herself that she would rise above it! Angelic had devoted herself to her marriage with Ethan, pleading for his love. But he never paid attention to his wife, always treating her like a burden. Things only got worse when one of Ethan's so-called friends set Angelic up, staging an accident. That was when Angelic decided to divorce Ethan and take over as CEO of her family’s company. What she didn’t know yet was that she was pregnant with her ex-husband's child. Angelic was willing to forgive Ethan... maybe. But first, he would have to beg!

Janice Lawson knew how life was hard. She realized that when she left the man she loved the most. Since then, she worked double jobs just to thrive in life. Double shifts were exhausting but she was earning and that's what's important for her. She needs to earn money, a lot of them. She thought everything was going okay until she cross paths with Clarkson Peters, her one and only love, once again. She wanted a new life so she tried to avoid him but all of her plans crashed when she found herself falling in love with him again in a paid escapade.

'Clothes wouldn't be necessary here, Milady' He should have known she was up to something when she suddenly started to act naive, when she was after all, an escort. 'W-what the hell are you doing in my room?' She had asked when he first entered But he let his third leg do the thinking and forgot to be rational. 'I usually find the hard-to-get game, silly and boring. But, I think this roleplaying stuff gets your juices flowing. How about you be my naughty student instead.' He gently tucked her hair behind her ears and stared at her lips 'I am an escort sir. Not. A. Prostitute. My job description is escort and not call girl. I'll appreciate it if you leave my room or I'll call security.' 'Is this some sort of twisted role play? I already told you to stop. I paid for the night. What the fuck is going on here?' *** It wasn't role play. The slut had a nasty game up her sleeves. Set up and then blackmail. Fucking sleazy reporters were already at his door. Louis knew how deadly the media was in pushing stories about people like him. A false story about him had previously ruined his life. His father had suffered for it as well. He decided to give the media a story that wouldn't ruin him. Who didn't prefer romance to anything else? He looked into the slut's face and threw the proposal in her face. 'You would have to marry me.'