Pertanyaan Truth Or Dare Sama Pacar

"You're the Billionaire's Obsession. The Billionaire Mafia Boss." "Wife of the Infamous Mafia Boss." "Dance with me in the middle of a war." "Once you touched me, You are mine. Mine alone," he said in possessiveness. "Dare to love me and you'll be in danger," a threat. "Always there to protect my baby," the Mafia Boss sexily said. Crizette Muller, a college top Journalism Student of a great State University Major in Feature Writing, with a low and mysterious profile. She's a god friend and a person to everybody and she'll be there running to her friends when they need help. And because of an interview, the low and mysterious profile of the young lady will change after accidentally bumping the Snob, Man of few words, Perfectionist, Perfect decision maker and The Hottest Downright Gorgeous Adonis. The most Eligible Bachelor Billionaire with a hidden dangerous Identity and Treacherous personality, Mr. Ezekiel Duke Wolkzbin. Crizette will be the Obsession of the Treacherous Dangerous Gentleman, Ezekiel.

Ryder Black, the mysterious billionaire in the city. Rumors say Ryder made his riches through killing people and other barbaric things. Some go as far as saying he is part of the mafia but is that really true? Gianna Hunter, fresh out of university and hoping to find a job is suddenly hit with the news of her getting married to Ryder. Gianna believes in true love and would never stand for marrying a man as vile as Ryder so she decides to flee her wedding. Years later, the paths of Ryder and Gianna cross and this time, Ryder is not willing to let her go. After being humiliated at the altar by a girl with a status as low as Gianna's, Ryder feels his pride has been stepped on and Ryder is not known for forgiving those who dare to embarrass him. In his quest for revenge, will sparks fly between Ryder and Gianna? Will Gianna be able to escape the ruthless Ryder or will he make her succumb to his sinister will?

(COMPLETED) Every single girl, no matter what, wants the perfect man as her husband or boyfriend. No matter how feisty, rude, callous that woman is, she would never want a bad and uncaring man. And that was exactly what Amelia Pritchett got. A rich, handsome, sexy and caring man. William Gold. She was feisty at first; "You ass***e! How dare you kidnap me?!" And then she bore only hatred for him, right after she had started loving him; "You lied to me! After all these months? How could you?", her voice breaking, her eyes misty as she stared intently at him. He was dumbfounded... *** Well, it turned out she had not fallen in love with the perfect man after all but is there really a perfect man? -------- Check out my first novel, an high school romance, still ongoing; CRUSH. Note: The book cover isn't mine.

Ace King, The most eligible bachelor of London. Being the number one eligible bachelor he didn't want to settle down. He is the CEO of King corporation. He has money, look, fame everything. Girls die to be with him. But for his arrogant nature no one dare to mess up with him. He is known for his arrogant nature and anger issues. In the business world he is known for his dominating way. His employees calls him workaholic devil behind his back. He was happy in his life until his eyes fell on Amelia, his new PA. Amelia Williams, A simple yet beautiful girl. 15 years ago, her dad met an accident and got paralyzed. After this Amelia saw her mom doing multiple jobs to buy her dad's medicine and their needs. When she got graduated she started searching for a job, so she could help her mother.

At nineteen, what does a girl expect? A supportive family, a lively college life, and moments of joy. But none of that happened to Edith. She was forced into a marriage with a man she had barely met once. The struggle was no longer just the marriage—it was the life trapped within it. Her husband did not love her. Her mother-in-law tried everything to get rid of her. And then came the worst of all—her husband slept with another woman. When Edith found out, she tried to divorce him, only to discover that she was pregnant. ★☆☆☆☆ “You slept with another woman… so I slept with another man. That makes us equal,” Edith hissed. “Mind your tongue, woman. You are my wife,” he snapped. “Don’t make me do something you’ll regret. If you tell anyone, I’ll bring disaster to your family. And maybe I’ll chain you to this bed and fuck you day and night.” “You dare, Mr. Anderson!”

My girlfriend is the true heiress of a wealthy family, yet she suffers from severe paranoia. She's convinced that everyone is out to exploit her. She never believed in my love. In her eyes, I stayed with her only for status and money. To prove my sincerity, during our seven years together, I never spent a single cent of hers. I handed over every paycheck I earned. As for myself, I couldn't even afford a few dollars for a taxi. Every day, I walked five kilometers to work. Then one day, my mother was in a sudden car accident. The doctor called and told me to come see her for the last time. The hospital was thirty kilometers away. There was no way I could make it on foot in time. Left with no choice, I asked my girlfriend to transfer me thirty dollars for a taxi. She flew into a rage. "Simon, thirty dollars is your entire monthly living expense. How dare you ask me for that much all at once? I almost believed your feelings were genuine. But now I see—you're no different from those gold-diggers!" In the end, I never made it to see my mother one last time. When I returned home in a daze, I found my girlfriend throwing a birthday party for her childhood sweetheart. He was wearing the latest luxury watch, his face full of smug pride. "This is the one you bought at an overseas auction, right? Worth thirty million," he said. "You wouldn't even give Simon thirty dollars for a taxi. You're really generous with me." My girlfriend smiled indulgently. "It's only thirty million. It's not like I can't afford it. "Besides, how could Simon ever compare to you? Today, he dares to ask me for thirty. Tomorrow, he'll dare to ask me for thirty thousand. "I've always known it. He's been with me just to take my money." I stood there, frozen, my heart sinking into the abyss. 'It's fine. I don't want her money anymore. And I don't want her, either.'

Katherine Harrison swore one night with Dorian would be nothing more than a reckless mistake. A secret to bury. But when her father drags her into a summer of forced family bonding with her new stepmother, Katherine finds herself under the same roof as the one man she can’t stand and can’t stop craving. Dorian lives to provoke her. Every smirk, every filthy word, every brush of his body against hers feels like a dare she’s seconds away from losing. He knows exactly how to get under her skin, and the line between hate and desire blurs more with every stolen glance. She tells herself to ignore him. To remember he’s off-limits. To keep her distance. But Dorian has other plans…plans that could expose their darkest secret and burn their world to the ground. This summer, Katherine will have to decide, fight the fire or let it consume her whole.

My wife cheated on me—with my cousin. The three of us were headed to sign divorce papers when bam—car crash. Next thing I knew, I was back on the day we got our marriage license. This time, no fights, no drama. We both knew it was over. She ditched me for Jason fast and skipped the country with him. I stayed behind, buried in law books and case files. Five years later, she was famous—thanks to Jason pulling strings. Concerts, cash, fans screaming her name. Me? Still grinding at a law firm, backing folks who needed real legal help. Then came the family reunion. She showed up on Jason's arm, smug and shining, throwing shade like it was sport. But when I mentioned I was settling down with someone else? Her face snapped. "I made one dumb mistake! How DARE you move on?!"

When I was struck by a stomach illness, my boyfriend, Charles Fischer, was busy blowing out birthday candles with his assistant, Beverly Wagner. I lay there in excruciating pain, but he didn't even glance at me. Instead, he affectionately stroked her nose.  “Bev is a year older! Make a wish, birthday girl!” Later, after I had fainted and was rushed to the hospital, I called Charles, only for him to ignore me.  Meanwhile, Beverly posted a photo on Instagram. Gifts filled the screen, with the caption, [Yay! Charles is the best ever! Charles and Bev, together forever!] When I confronted him, Charles didn’t care at all. "It's Bev’s birthday. Were you expecting me not to spend it with her? If you can't handle it, we're done!" This was the umpteenth time he'd threatened to break up with me, always confident that I wouldn't dare to leave him.  Not this time.

"How dare you step into this house with that child?" he said, his eyes cold. "You've disgraced me." ‎She gave him four years. ‎Four years of loyalty. Four years believing a marriage built on paper could turn into love. She trusted him with everything... her heart, her future, her reputation. She believed in him when no one else did. ‎ ‎He repaid her with lies, one accusation, one carefully orchestrated betrayal, and just like that, she was erased, branded a traitor and left with nothing. ‎They thought she'd disappear quietly, they were wrong. ‎ ‎She's not broken, she's awakened, and when she comes back, it won't be with tears or pleas for forgiveness. ‎It will be to reclaim every single thing they tried to bury her with. ‎He wanted her gone. ‎Now he's going to wish he'd never let her go. ‎