Paper Flowers Manga

"You look tired and lazy. I think you're suffering from lack of vitamin me?" ~X~ Three words are enough to describe the playboy billionaire Alexis 'X' Montemayor who owns the very successful Club inside and outside the country. Hot. Dangerous. And oozing with sex appeal. He believed that he would never find the right woman for him despite having a random geisha in his very own Club-V. Not until a woman named Minzireth Paje entered his room and asked him if she is hired or not in the middle of what he called 'play time'. Lured by her sexy smile; piercing golden brown eyes; and voluptuous body, he hired her as his sex-retary. ***** Minzireth Paje is not your typical woman. Nagtungo sa siyudad upang maghanap ng trabahong makapag-aahon sa kanila sa kahirapan at matustusan ang gamutan ng kanyang magulang na may sakit. Ngunit nagbago ang lahat ng matanggap siya bilang sekretarya ng nagmamay-ari ng isa sa pinakasikat na Club sa Pilipinas. Buong akala niya'y more on paper works; answering calls; at tamang tayo lang sa gilid ng conference room ang kanyang gagawin. Not until her playboy boss, Alexis Montemayor demands her to do her assigned job. And that was to spice his night as his sex-retary. What if she found out what was her playboy boss's dark secret? Would she be able to fulfill her duty? Or resigned, and accept the fact that she is not qualified enough to be one of his sex-retary?

Happily married for 2 years, I thought all his grumpiness lately was only temporary. Maybe not the richest man, but he definitely puts his work as his priority, and I want to support him with all I have. I gave all the millions of dollars of my family wealth to him to build up his company, and didn't regret that. I love him. All I wanted was a family with him, a child for me to focus my attention on. But he often says he doesn't want a child before his career is stable. I understand, and I am willing to wait, until last night-- I found out that I had adopted his mistress's child thinking he was mine. On the day of our anniversary, I received a message from an unknown number. It's a picture of him with a woman in bed. And the text reads: he has been mine from the beginning. Three days later when he comes to the house that he shared with me in the past two years for one last time, he sees the divorce paper I left him, together with the necklace he gave the girl who saved him ten years ago! Pain and regret burst out in his chest, but this time he couldn’t find me anywhere. Five years later I came back to Arizona with beautiful quadruplets who have resemblance to the most powerful Alpha King in the world, but there's a problem: he isn't ready to let me go even though he's damaged and causes me nothing but pain.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Mist inquired. Carnation bit her bottom lip and looked down at the papers she was holding. "You can't back out once you sign the contract." She remained silent, so Mist spoke up again, "think about it twice." "It's still possible to quit," Mist suggested. She shook her head repeatedly. "No. . . I've made up my mind." "You're pretty desperate, aren't you?" "My family is in serious debt, and this is the only way I can pay it off." "You're so lovely. You don't belong here. But what options do I have? People like you are exactly what our business requires. Desperate women willing to cling to a knife's edge." Carnation placed the paper on the wooden table. She took a deep breath and quickly signed the contract before returning it to Mist. With a melancholy look, the woman accepted the contract and said, "you can no longer revoke what you have already signed. From today, you are now Mr. Lust's property." Carnation's heart was torn apart by the news. She traded her freedom and pride for the sake of money. When Carnation's father was admitted to the hospital after being diagnosed with lypmhoma. Their family's small business went bankrupt. Carnation had to drop out of college and work to support her family. In serious depth, she had no choice but to work in Casa de Lujuria, an exclusive nightclub owned by Luca Lindenhurst, a Seven Sins Association member.

“Doctor Millan, the patient's father has been kneeling in your office for the past six hours don't you think you should go see him?” “Are you telling me to go see the people that once ruined my life and paid me to abort my child Millan's life was once ruined by her ex-fiance whom she was crazily in love with, and just when they were about to get married, he left her. Millan who was still lamenting on her ruined relationship woke up on the hospital bed with Eight weeks pregnant for her ex fiancée. Refusing to accept reality she visited his home, only to meet him celebrating his newly married life with his new wife and the worst is her ex-fiance's father offered her a ten million dollar cheque to abort the baby. Feeling insulted, she left hoping never to cross path with him again, but fate took turns when eight years later she's now a famous surgeon, one day her ex-fiance was brought to the hospital where she works, and his father knelt down in front of her “My son is dying please save him, he need a kidney transplant and only your child can be a match and only you can operate on him as the most experience surgeon” “So you want me to give my son's kidney to your son after you called my child a disturbance and told me to abort it? get ready to bury your son, I promise to send flowers to his funeral” Unknown to them, she's not only the world renowned Surgeon but she's also the prominent anonymous popular Judge who has humbled top corrupt government officials What happens when they employ her to fight for the custody of their son without knowing she's the anonymous judge?

Elena had once believed that silence could mean safety. That a gentle hand and a warm cup of tea placed quietly on her desk every morning could be a form of love. Lucien was never cruel—not in the obvious ways. He remembered how she liked her eggs, noticed when she swapped her perfume, and sent flowers on days he knew she wouldn’t expect them. He raised her like one would raise a pet—softly, without question. And Elena, foolish in the way only the very lonely can be, mistook his quiet affection for devotion. She told herself he was reserved. Mysterious. That love didn’t always wear its heart on its sleeve. But when the old flame returned—the one who spoke his language without needing to try—Elena saw it. The difference. He looked at her like a man who had found his lost religion. And Elena? She had simply been convenient. No tears, no scene. Just papers on the breakfast table, beside the eggs he cooked perfectly. She didn’t accuse or beg. She only asked for freedom. He didn’t sign. He chuckled. A soft, dismissive sound. “A cat raised indoors doesn’t know how to survive on the street, Elena. You’ll come back." But she didn’t. She disappeared, like smoke—except she didn’t vanish, not really. She lived. She wore colour again. Laughed at bad jokes. Let strange men hand her coffee and ask for her number. Lucien? He watched. He watched her become someone without him. And it drove him mad. The night he cornered her outside the gallery, rain in his hair and desperation in his eyes, he looked like a man undone. "Elena," he breathed, "please. Look at me. Just once." She did. Calm as ever, and her love already gone.

A single job can make or ruin you. What will you do? Warning: 40% sex, 100% sin. This isn't sweet little love story. This is dark, filthy Mafia territory, where rules don’t exist, and neither does mercy. For mature minds only. Themes include: Ruthless dominance Dubious consent & brutal obsession Public sex, eyes watching Best friend betrayal Power games that leave you wet and wrecked If you came for flowers and happy endings, check it out. And if you're ready to get fucked against the wall by a Mafia king who’ll make you scream his name loud enough for his enemies to hear .... then sit down, keep your mouth open, and behave. Because once you enter his world, you don't walk out untouched. ***** “Here. Sign this and you can start immediately. If you have anything important at home, bring it here....I’ll provide you with everything. "Clothes, food, whatever you need,” he said, the smirk returning to his face. She reached for the file hesitantly, her eyes narrowing slightly. Something felt…off. Too quick. Too intense. Just as she was about to flip through the pages, her phone rang. Tring… Tring… She glanced at Liam. He nodded. “It’s okay.” She quickly signed the last page without reading. Inside, her instincts itched. Something didn’t sit right. But she brushed the feeling off. Maybe he was just one of those flirty, arrogant bosses. “You signed without reading it,” he said in a whisper only she could hear. “Bold.” “I trust Liam,” she replied. Vincenzo smiled, not the kind that made people feel safe. She handed the file back and turned to leave. Vincenzo stood silently, watching her go. The way her hair swayed. The curve of her waist. That innocent look in her eyes. As she disappeared around the corner.

“Give me one reason, Liv.” He stalked toward me, cornering me against the edge of the desk. “One good reason why I shouldn’t bend you over this desk and fuck you senseless.” My breath caught. “This is wrong, Damon. So wrong.” I pressed my palms flat against his chest, trying to create space. “You’re my brother-in-law…” “Not yet, love,” he whispered, fingers curling around my waist possessively. “You’re still engaged to him, but the man you’ll be getting married to…” Two fingers slipped into my heat, making me gasp. “…is me.” I should’ve walked away. I should’ve resisted. But I couldn't forget what it felt like to be his. * Olivia have the perfect life. The perfect fiancé. Marcus is everything she thought she wanted—sweet, charming, dependable. Safe. She thought she have it all figured out... Until the night of her engagement party, when she comes face-to-face with Damon—her ex. The man who had broken, damaged and left her for ruin, three years ago. The man she’s about to call brother-in-law. Now, old wounds rip open. Feelings she thought she buried, clawed their way back to the surface. And the man she once loved? He isn’t asking this time. Damon wants her back. And he’ll burn every bridge, including the one with his own brother—to make her his again. NOTE TO READERS: This is a dark, emotional, and scorching hot love story. It features a possessive anti-hero, messy family drama, emotional trauma, and morally gray decisions. If you’re looking for a soft romance with flowers and sunshine, this might not be it. But if you crave forbidden passion, flawed characters, and a love story that burns through betrayal and pains… Welcome to Olivia and Damon’s world.

Sa mismong araw ng kanyang divorce, nagsuot si Dorothy Navarro ng pulang bestida—hindi para mang-akit, hindi para magpakitang okay siya, kundi para alalahanin ang minsang pagmamahalan na ngayo'y ganap nang nawala. Pagkatapos niyang talikuran ang isang sirang kasal ng walang halong drama, ang huli niyang inaasahan ay ang mapansin ng pinakanakamisteryosong CEO sa bansa—si Theodore Velasco. Tahimik. Mapanuri. Mapanganib sa mga taong humaharang sa daan niya. At tila may alam ito tungkol sa matagal nang tinataguang katotohanan: ang pagkamatay ng tiyahin ni Dorothy—isang kasong tinapos ng mundo bilang "suicide." Ngunit isang tawag lang, isang paper bag ng kape, at nahulog si Dorothy sa isang masalimuot na mundo ng lihim, kapangyarihan, at paghilom ng lumang sugat. Upang mabuhay sa bagong laban, kailangang mamili ni Dorothy: pagkatiwalaan ang lalaking walang emosyon ngunit may hawak ng katotohanan—o layuan ang tanging taong handang bigyan siya ng proteksyon, kalayaan, at isang bagong apelyido—Mrs. Velasco. Ngunit ang kasunduang kasal na ginawa para sa paghihiganti… ay baka mauwi sa totoong pagmamahal. Magtatagumpay ba si Dorothy bilang maging tagapagmanang pinagkait sa kanya noon? O ang pangalawang pagkakataon niya sa pag-ibig ang tuluyang magpapabagsak sa kanya?

Matapos ang tatlong taong paghihirap ni Cassandra Andrada bilang asawa ng isang CEO na nag-ngangalang Dylan Almendras, ay tuluyan nang natuldukan ang kaninang pagsasama. Nauwi sa pirmahan ng divorce paper at pagkamuhi sa isa’t-isa ang dalawa. Hindi makita ni Dylan ang halaga ng babae sa tagal ng kanilang pagsasama bilang mag-asawa. Habang si Cassandra naman ay tuluyan nang naniwala na kung sino man ang gustong pakasalan pa siya ay nasisirain na ng ulo. Itinuon din nito ang kaniyang atensyon bilang isang magaling abogado sa bansa— na iilan lamang ay may alam. Ngunit hindi rin nag tagal ay dumating rin sa pagkakataon na nanaisin muli ni Dylan na mabawi ang asawa. Gagawin niya ang lahat upang pumayag ulit itong pakasalan siya kahit pa umabot sa puntong naghahabol na siya rito. Subalit ang matigas at determinadong si Cassandra ay ayaw ng magpadala sa kahit anong mga sinasabi at mga ipinapangako ng lalake. Patuloy niyang tinataboy si Dylan sa kabilang ng lahat ng pagmamakaawa nito. Tuluyan kayang mababawi ni Dylan si Cassandra kahit lingid sa kaalaman nito na ang asawang kaniyang hiniwalayan ay maraming tinatago tungkol sa kaniyang pagkatao?

How can a love be so patient but suddenly lose its will when the right time finally comes? “G-gusto kita, Jeo!” “Higit pa nga yata don. H-hindi ba pwedeng kahit s-subukan mo? Kahit ngayon lang iparanas mo naman sakin na akin ka,” nagmamakaawa kong bulong. Walang kaalam alam ang lahat na kasal na ang poging CEO na si Jeo sa nag-iisang sekretarya nitong si Ysobelle. Isang taon— isang taon ang hinintay ni Ysobelle pero si Kaela pa rin ang minamahal nito. Dito na tuluyang napagod si Ysobelle, umalis siya ng walang paalam at ang tanging iniwan sa asawa ay kapirasong papel ng divorce paper na may pirm niya. Simula ng umalis sa poder ni Jeo ay sinimulan niya ang pagdiskubre sa magagandang tanawin sa Pilipinas. Ngunit napadpad siya sa Palawan, sa lugar na ito nagtagal si Ysobelle dahil sa ganda ng mga tanawin. Ngunit masyadong mapaglaro ang tadhana, ang pamilyang napamahal na sa kanya puso ay ang pamilya rin ng dati niyang asawa. Ito na ba marka ng tuluyan nilang paghihiwalay? O ito na ang magiging simula ng pag-usbong ng pagmamahalan nilang dalawa. Can love really bloom from a man’s broken heart and a woman’s pierced heart? Or will waves keep on pushing them apart?