Pola Jitu 99

Maddie is fresh out of college. She earned her master's in business and is ready to find the perfect job. Her best friend, Maggie, gets her an interview with a hot shot and YOUNG billionaire. He's domineering and angry 99% of the time...but he may have a sweet spot for a young and innocent Madeline. Will his past and current life catch up to Maddie and make her leave him or will she stick with him through thick or thin? A story that exposes what reality can be like. The world world is rough, scary, and hard. Some people make it and others don't, this story may shed some light on what self deprivation can feel like. Please read and enjoy. This is a PURE work of fiction, please remember that when reading. This story contains sexually explicit material along with vulgar language. Read at your own risk.

"เธอคือเด็กใสซื่อหน้าตาน่ารักมาก เเต่ดันเป็นเมียนักเลงที่มีใบหน้าหล่อดั่งเทพเจ้า เเต่นิสัยโคตรเถื่อน เลว โหด ปากเข็ง เย็นชา ไม่มีใครกล้าลำเส้นนอกจาก เมียเด็กที่ชื่อยาหยี..." เรื่องย่อ "เราเลิกกันเถอะค่ะเฮียศึก เค้าไม่อยากคบกับเฮียเเล้วฮึก!!" "เพราะ?" "มีคนส่งรูปมาให้เเละมีผู้หญิงน่าอกตู้มๆนั้งอยู่บนตักเฮียด้วย เฮียนอกใจเค้า หนูไม่รักเฮียศึกเเล้วเราเลิกกันฮึก!ฮื่อๆ" ตึกๆๆๆๆ จากนั้นเธอก็วิ่งหนีออกไปจากผับ99ที่ดังที่สุดไปด้วยความเสียใจใบหน้าเต็มไปด้วยน้ำตา ส่วนเขามองเธอด้วยสายตาเรียบนิ่งเกินจะคาดเดา โปรดติดตามชมกันในเนื้อหา เเนะนำตัวละคร พระเอกชื่อ พันศึก อายุ30ปี สถานะมีเมียเเล้ว นิสัยเป็นคนเย็นชา ขี้หึงสุดๆโหดกัับทุกคนยกเว้นเมีย พูดน้อยไม่ชอบสุงสิงกับใครนอกจากเพื่อนของเขาเท่านั้น ไม่เจ้าชู้รักเเค่ยาหยีคนเดียว ที่สำคัญเยโคตรเก่ง นางเอกชื่อ ยาหยี อายุ19ปี สถานะมีผัวเเล้วผัวโหดมาก นิสัยน่ารักใส่ซื่อ เชื่อคนง่าย ขี้หวง ขี้อ้อน โกรธง่ายหายเร็ว เกลียดผู้ชายเจ้าชู้

これで妻からの冷たい仕打ちは99回目になる。 落ちた彼女のバッグから、コンサートのチケットが2枚こぼれ落ちた。 「誕生日に連れて行こうと思ってたの。見つけちゃったなら、その日に会いましょう。出張に行くから」 そう言う彼女の声さえ、冷たかった。 誕生日当日、僕は彼女の好きな色の服を着て、賑やかなコンサート会場の入り口で待った。 終演まで、彼女は現れなかった。 スマホを開くと、妻の幼なじみが投稿したSNSが目に入った。 「コンサート見れなかったけど、あの子を慰めるために、ずっと観たがってた映画を観に来た」 スマホを閉じる。心は不思議なほど静かだった。

When Rocco Morelli, a mafia don, finds me, it's when I'm working as a stripper at an illegal bar, pleasing the men around me with sultry smiles and provocative dances. He throws his jacket over me and grabs me by the jaw, saying, "Come home with me." From that day onward, I fell in love with Rocco. After doting on me for five years, he proposes to me. Yet, in the month leading up to the wedding, he suddenly disappears. I launch a frenzied search for him before eventually seeing him in a jewelry boutique. With his arm wrapped around the dolled-up woman beside him, he picks out a 20-carat wedding ring. That woman is Emilia Leone, who is my father's illegitimate daughter. He stares at her, his eyes filled with affection. "I'll prepare the grandest wedding ceremony for you." "What about Cassandra?" Emilia asks with a coy smile. "You proposed to her, too." Snorting, Rocco replies scornfully, "Can't you tell? That's just my way of toying with her. Her older brother nearly took your life. Now that he's gone missing, it's only right for her to suffer the consequences in his place. "On our wedding day, I'll abandon her at the altar and marry you instead. She'll become the laughingstock in all of Langshore. Only you, the daughter of the Leone family, the largest mafia family, are worthy of me." The wedding day arrives, and I skip out on the ceremony as well. At Rocco and Emilia's wedding ceremony, I broadcast 99 photos of Emilia fooling around with other men. He panics and tearfully begs for me to return to him, but I take the gun my brother hands me and point it at his head, saying, "Actually, I'm the real daughter of the Leone family."

I loved my stepbrother, Simon Rossi, the Don, for ten years. When he got poisoned one day, I offered myself to him and ended up pregnant. He smoked half a packet of cigarettes before saying, “I’ll take responsibility for this.” However, his first love, Camillia, claimed that she had an asthma attack on our wedding day. I begged Simon to wait until our ceremony was over before going to her. Unfortunately, Camillia escaped the hospital and died on her way to find him. Prior to her death, she called Simon 99 times. But he did not answer even once because of our wedding ceremony. When I found out, I felt terrible. Yet, Simon was exceptionally calm. After our wedding, my health deteriorated exponentially, and I bled heavily during childbirth. Just as I was about to die, I heard the doctor sigh softly. “Mr. Rossi, you’re ruthless. The poison you gave your wife has seeped into her bones. The baby can’t be saved either.” “Camillia suffered the same pain before her death.” When I opened my eyes again, I had gone back to the night before everything happened.

The night before our wedding, Jason Scott receives the cancer diagnosis of my adopted younger sister, Helena Sanderson. His expression falters, and he says indignantly, "We'll cancel the wedding tomorrow, Victoria. Helena is very fragile now. I can't risk upsetting her at this point in time." I reply, "I don't agree with it! Why would my wedding upset her?" Jason doesn't show any displeasure after my rejection. He even thoughtfully prepares a glass of milk for me. … When I wake up the next morning, I realize the house that should be full of excitement is eerily quiet. Anxious, I dial Jason's number 99 times. He only picks up the call on my 100th try. "Where did my wedding dress and shoes go?" I ask. Jason falls silent for a moment. His tone is apologetic when he replies, "I'm sorry, Victoria. Helena wants to experience being a bride once. I can't let her leave with regrets. Please bear with this for now. I'll make it up to you once she passes away peacefully." As the line goes dead, I sit frozen on the bed, unable to recover for some time. … A month later, while Jason is on his honeymoon, I send the livestream of my wedding announcement with his rival, Frank Lawrent, directly onto his phone. Jason regrets it bitterly.

ในโลกที่อย่างกับหนังแฟนตาซี เขาเกิดใหม่เป็นนักรบหุ่นล่ำพร้อมสกิลนักดาบเลเวล99 ทีแรกก็คิดว่าตัวเองเก่งที่สุด แต่ดันมีคนเจ๋งกว่า นั่นก็คือผัวเขา ใช่ผัว พระเจ้าให้เขาเกิดใหม่เป็นนักรบหล่อล่ำ..แต่ดันมีผัว

Eight years married, and my wife? She asked for a divorce 99 times. I thought it was just her usual drama—testing me. Then I found out she'd been wiring half a million every year to some dude. Always with the same note: ILU. When she hit me with divorce number 100, I finally signed. I pulled my money out of her little passion project and ghosted—moved my company overseas, wiped my tracks clean. Now she's out there losing her mind, trying to find me.