Pillow Talk Lyrics Sylvia

"I want you to talk to me, who was that guy you were dancing with?" "I didn't do anything with him, we didn't even touch we just danced. Also, you are in no place to ask me that, you have no right to ask me that Dylan." He scoffed. "I'm your husband, I have every right to ask you that. How dare you dance with another man, have you got no shame?" Dylan was furious and Blair's tone only seemed to infuriate him even more. “And need I remind you everything is just a fake.” Blair was already too angry now. Dylan paused his teeth. “You are my wife, fake or not. You belong to me. Your body, mind and soul, everything belongs to me. Only I, am allowed to be consumed by it.” His voice was dangerously low now. Blair swallowed. She was fire, and he was ready to be consumed by her.

By day, Carlotta spins stories. By night, she serves drinks. Her life was simple. Until her good-for-nothing brother offered her as collateral to pay off a massive gambling debt to a ruthless underground casino. Now she's the reluctant fiancée of a powerful mafioso rumored to have a cruel streak... and a bedroom secret that's the talk of the criminal underworld: erectile dysfunction. Carlotta would've found it funny if it weren't her life on the line. To make things worse, fate throws in another complication: her dangerously attractive new driver-slash-bodyguard. With abs worthy of a thirst trap and a face that screams "Asgardian demigod". He's the kind of temptation a woman in her situation absolutely does not need. Just when she thinks it couldn't get more absurd, her cold, mysterious fiancé summons her to his penthouse suite with one chilling demand: He wants a taste of what's been promised. Her.

My Alpha mate, Dominic, rules the entire Stormfang Pack, but in our ten years together, he has never once given me a gift. Even our bonding tokens—a pair of rare healing crystals that cost me an entire year's savings—were taken by him without hesitation. He claimed that as Alpha he needed to appear frugal and understated, which is why he marked me in secret without hosting a proper mating ceremony. Because of this, most pack members don't even know I'm his mate. Yet when Sylvia, his childhood sweetheart, returned to Stormfang territory, he publicly announced their mating plans. He even dipped into the pack's long-term savings to throw her an extravagant celebration. When my mother was attacked by rogue wolves and left critically wounded, I begged Dominic to return my healing crystals—the only things that could save her life. Instead of helping, he denied knowing me in front of the entire pack and ordered his guards to drive me away with burning torches. Later, my mother died during the Blood Moon Festival. I lost my only family during what should have been our most sacred celebration. I renounced my Stormfang membership that same night and accepted the Northern Shadow Pack's Chief Healer position. While packing my belongings, Dominic returned from his honeymoon with Sylvia. He found me and assumed I was merely sulking. For the first time ever, he made a generous offer: "Come on, what could possibly happen to your mother? At worst, I'll give you that fancy mating ceremony you've always wanted. That should satisfy her desire to be an Alpha's mother-in-law." What he didn't realize was that from the moment my mother died, I had already sworn to the Moon Goddess that our mate bond would be broken forever.

Back when I was 20, I supported a girlfriend. I paid for her education and even found the best doctors for her mother, who had cancer. The sweet, brilliant girl stayed with me for four years. However, my family went bankrupt after my parents died. I even injured my eyes and broke my legs. I watched her have a heart-to-heart talk with her childhood friend, tears in her eyes. I left without a word, and she never sought me out. Years later, I saw her again while picking up trash outside a hotel. She had become a wealthy CEO and was about to marry her childhood sweetheart. Her gaze at me was cold and indifferent. I bitterly asked, "Do you still hate me?" Yet, with tears streaming down her face, she replied, "Yes… I wish you were dead."

Sehari sebelum pesta kelulusan SMA, Ethan menyeretku ke ranjang. Gerakannya kasar dan dia menuntutku sepanjang malam. Meski tubuhku kesakitan, hatiku justru dipenuhi rasa manis. Aku telah diam-diam mencintai Ethan selama sepuluh tahun. Akhirnya, impianku menjadi nyata. Dia bilang, setelah lulus, dia akan menikahiku. Begitu dia mewarisi kekuasaan Keluarga Luciano dari ayahnya, aku akan menjadi wanita paling terhormat dalam keluarga itu. Keesokan paginya, Ethan memelukku erat dan mengaku pada kakak angkatku bahwa kami telah bersama. Aku duduk malu-malu dalam pelukannya, merasa diriku adalah wanita paling beruntung di dunia. Namun tiba-tiba, mereka mengganti percakapan ke dalam bahasa Italia. Lucas, kakak tiriku, menggoda Ethan dengan tawa, "Nggak heran kamu disebut-sebut sebagai Bos Muda. Baru pertama kali saja sudah ada primadona kelas yang nyerahin diri ke kamu." "Gimana rasanya adik tiriku?" Ethan menjawab dengan nada santai, "Luarannya memang tampak polos, tapi di ranjang ... luar biasa liar." Gelak tawa memenuhi ruangan itu. "Jadi, ke depannya aku harus panggil dia adik atau kakak ipar?" tanya Lucas. Namun, wajah Ethan tiba-tiba berubah dingin. "Kakak ipar apanya? Aku lagi coba dekati kapten tim pemandu sorak, takut dia kecewa sama kemampuanku, jadi Cynthia aku jadikan latihan dulu." "Oh ya, soal aku tidur sama Cynthia, jangan sampai Sylvia tahu. Aku takut dia marah." Tanpa mereka ketahui, aku diam-diam telah belajar bahasa Italia, hanya agar kelak bisa lebih dekat dengan Ethan. Mendengar semua itu, aku tidak berkata apa pun. Aku hanya diam-diam mengubah tujuan pendaftaran universitasku dari Caxtech menjadi Maltech.

After her father walks out on their family for his secretary, seventeen-year-old Miley’s world crumbles overnight. With her mother barely holding it together, they move to a quiet suburb hoping for a fresh start. But peace is the last thing Miley finds. Because the boy next door? He’s a walking headache with a six-pack and a smirk. Shirtless. Arrogant. And totally infuriating. Their first interaction? He flips her off. Their second? He calls her “darling” like it’s his full-time job to get under her skin. She wants to hate him. She should hate him. But Jordan isn’t just Liv’s older brother—he’s a tangled mix of charm, mystery, and a past he won’t talk about. And worse, he’s seeing straight through her walls. As secrets unravel and sparks fly, Miley is forced to confront everything she’s running from: heartbreak, trust, and the terrifying possibility that sometimes the person you hate the most… is the only one who truly sees you.

York Langston locked me up for six months. Word on the street was he dropped over 100 million to buy me my own private island. Security here? Tight enough to rival the White House. Even a bird that flew past the area would get shot down on sight. But what nobody knew… All that luxury people envied? To me, it was just a gilded cage. It wasn't until he found a woman who looked almost like me that his interest began to fade. One day, she stormed the island with a gang at her back while he was away. She slashed my tendons and carved up my face with a blade before locking me inside a cage with a rabid dog. I was barely breathing by the time York finally found me. "York, this woman thought she could fool you by imitating me? She must be a spy! You'll have to flay her alive if you want her to talk!"

He screamed in despair, furious about the small clause in Müller's will (marriage) that had halted what was already destined, after waiting two years to determine who would be the owner of everything. Adal Müller had to desperately search for the perfect candidate who could help him achieve his goal of "completely obtaining the inheritance." With great desperation, he asked his secretary to marry him, assuring her that it would be temporary. However, she refused and confessed that she would marry her boyfriend and was not interested in his lucrative proposal. But all was not lost, as she came up with the great idea of introducing him to a friend who would be willing to accept his proposal in exchange for money. Who is she? Who is Gisela Fischer? Would she accept to marry the great magnate Adal Müller? The secretary continued to sweet talk him, promising that her friend would accept and that both would win; one would gain the entire inheritance and the other would receive the extra money she needed."

Every person who crossed to our life have a past that we want to be concealed and buried. There are things that happend that we don't want to talk about. And we are one of those people who wants to forget what that person did. And there are secrets we are hiding that we can't stop from the day it would be revealed. ************ Once upon a time, a girl named Ultear Acosta tried to pursue the man she loves but at the end of the day. She was tired and finally stumbled. Ultear was tired because Sting never tried to look at her and paid a bit of attention to her. Eventually, she fell out and got injured. Ultear was the only one who lost the battle, as she was the only one who is fighting for it either. But in her returns. Destiny once tested her again by the strength she had built up over the years. To fight the battle, she loss. Would she fight again for her happy ending, or would she just let the fear take her and run away again?

Aria Kingsley had been kissed before. But never like this. Not against the cold wall of her father’s mansion. Not by the one man sworn to guard her body, not steal it. Aria has been raised like a jewel in a glass box—perfect, untouchable, and suffocated by her father’s power. When a threat against her life surfaces, Damon Cross, a brooding ex-special forces soldier with scars he doesn’t talk about, is hired as her personal bodyguard. Aria hates his rules. Damon hates her defiance. But the more they clash, the hotter the tension burns. Every stolen glance, every forbidden touch threatens to destroy the walls between them. Yet Damon’s past is as dangerous as Aria’s future. Enemies close in, secrets unravel, and passion becomes a risk neither can afford. In a world where loyalty can be bought and betrayal is inevitable, one question remains— Can Aria survive falling in love with the one man she was never meant to have?