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Zendaya Ivorida and Marceaux Fredrigo were once childhood sweethearts deeply in love. They looked forward to the day they would tie the knot until the unexpected happened. Zen left Marceaux at the altar on their wedding day without an explanation. Marceaux was left with a shattered heart and turned into a negative person, earning him the title “ruthless billionaire" Years passed and Zendaya Ivorida came back to Marceaux Fredrigo life looking for a job in his company. Marceaux was torn between two emotions_seeking revenge or falling deeply in love. Would he choose to hurt her back or give her another chance???

As the upcoming tour approached, the dance troupe suddenly revoked my position as the lead dancer. Anxious to get an explanation in person, I lost my footing due to my distracted state and tumbled down the stairs. While enduring the sharp pain and preparing to call for emergency services, a notification popped up on my phone screen: “Redwood Dance Troupe: Welcome our new lead dancer, Averil Wells, and our generous sponsor, Julian Ford." The accompanying photo featured two smiling faces—my husband of seven years, whom I had secretly married, and his pampered mistress. Julian had his arm wrapped around Averil's waist as he placed a gentle kiss on her cheek. Meanwhile, Averil clung to Julian's neck, her face radiating shyness and delight.

Five years had gone by since my death. The cops called my mom and told her they got news about me. My mother and brother marched to my grandmother's home and kicked her door down. "Where's Charlie? That shameless woman has been hiding from us far too long. Her brother needs her cornea, and she's giving it to him!" "Charlie's dead," said my grandmother, sobbing. My mother sneered. "As if. The cops called us. They said they had her news. Hand her over or get out of the house, you hag." My grandmother looked at her daughter, tears streaming down her cheeks. With trembling hands, she took my photo out. "I wonder if you've ever regretted saving your brother, Charlie."

I died beneath the Ferris wheel. The killer took a photo of the Ferris wheel and sent it to my mother. 'Mom, I want to ride the Ferris wheel with you too,' wrote the killer. In my mother's voice message, her tone was filled with hatred as she replied, "How dare you ask to ride the Ferris wheel with me when you killed your own sister? Why won't you just die?!" As she wished, I was dead. However, what she didn't know was that the one who killed me was my so-called dead sister.

"If it is proven that the child you claim is mine, doesn’t belong to me, you will be burnt to death!" Dorian gritted out before the entire court as his dark eyes glared daggers at Myra. Pregnant for her mate, Myra thought it was just a matter of time before she is elevated from the rank of an omega to the Luna. Expecting her mate, Dorian to be happy about their child, she is shocked when he accuses her of cheating on him and pinning another man's child as his. When the results come out, Dorian messes with it and turns it negative instead. Now they find out the child is not Dorian’s and Myra is burnt to death. With a thirst for vengeance and a wounded soul, Myra wakes up in the body of the Lycan King's wife. Will she use her new found power to get her revenge or will she lose her will for revenge?

I sat at the table, watching the food grow cold, much like my heart. Today was my birthday. It was also Leslie Buck's birthday—Katherine White's childhood sweetheart. I unlocked my phone and opened Leslie's social media page. As expected, a new post awaited me. "Grateful to have you by my side for every birthday. Let's keep our promise to celebrate every one of them together in the future!" The photo showed two hands forming a heart in front of a cake. One of them was Katherine's. I could tell from the bracelet she wore. It was the one I had given her. I gave the post a like, then set my phone aside. Without hesitation, I dumped the dishes Katherine liked into the trash and went out to a restaurant to order the food I liked, celebrating my birthday alone. From now on, I would make sure to enjoy every birthday of mine.

On the night of my fifth wedding anniversary with Sebastian Gray, he lit up the entire city with fireworks for me. All our friends kept saying what a wonderful man he was—so loving, so romantic. The kind of husband every woman dreams of. At the grand finale, the fireworks burst into words that lit up the night sky: Happy Birthday, Jen. Jennifer Kingsley was Sebastian's first love, his ideal woman, the one who had always lingered in his heart. Sebastian looked at me, his expression almost sheepish. "Ah, it's Jen's birthday too. They must have mixed up the fireworks." That night, Jennifer posted on her social media: "Men are boys till the day they die, always fumbling their way through romance." She added a picture of the fireworks, along with a photo of her and Sebastian standing close under the dazzling display. I liked her post and left a comment: "From school to altar—what a touching love story. When's the wedding?"

Married to Jasper Brook for six years, I found out that he was keeping a mistress under his wing. She was stunning but timid, shrinking back at the slightest raised voice. Because of this, Jasper never lost his temper around her. He indulged her fragility and treated her preciously. However, the mistress wasn’t as obedient as she appeared. When she stirred up trouble with me, Jasper’s patience snapped, and he unleashed his fury on her. The next day, she sent me a photo of her neck covered in hickeys. “Selena, Mr. Brook is so scary. I’m terrified.”

Six years after marrying Rhiannon Westley, she takes a lover. He's like a puppy—timid and clingy. He flinches at the slightest raised voice, so Rhiannon never loses her temper in front of him. But when he acts up in front of me, Rhiannon snaps. She's furious, and she gives him a harsh scolding. The next day, he sends me a photo of his neck covered in red marks. "Zane, Ms. Westley is so fierce..."

Alex is the grandson of the Sterling family. He's known to be an every woman's man and growing up, he had been trained by his grandmother in line to take over the Sterling Enterprise, the biggest company in the USA. After Alex's negative picture was leaked out, he was forced to get married before his grandmother's retirement to secure the presidential position. Not ready for a real marriage, Alex decided to go on a contracted marriage with his secretary, Emily. Little did Emily know that she would fall in love with the great Alexander, who, on the other hand, is only in love with Sophie, his first love from college. What happens when Emily gets pregnant with Alex after a one-night romance? Will Alex feel the same way as Emily towards him? Will the contract marriage eventually lead to a real marriage?