Post Malone Getting Flashed

We have been dating for ten years, but Vincent Carter has never been romantic toward me. However, before our wedding, he has someone deliver a delicate bracelet and an elegant dress to me. I take photos of them happily, only to find a card tucked inside the dress that's not addressed to me. Just as I'm about to contact Vincent, I see a post from Emily Foster, his childhood sweetheart, on her social media. "Someone stole something that belongs to me!" That's also how I find out Vincent has also bought her an apartment. The address stated on the card is for the unit downstairs. The gift is meant for unit 701, but it's delivered to me by mistake. I pick up the items and go downstairs, just in time to see Vincent gently comforting her in his arms. The moment he sees me, his face darkens with irritation. "Can you stop overreacting? You're always suspicious for no reason. Emily and I grew up together. If we were going to be together, you wouldn't even be in the picture!" If it were before, I would've been furious and demanded an explanation. But now, I simply let out a chuckle and toss the gifts onto him. "I wish you both the best, then."

After I landed a five-million-dollar contract and saved the company from financial collapse, my CEO wife wrapped me in an excited embrace and said she wanted to have a baby with me. She took out her phone and showed me a virtual baby on an app she had just signed up for. "Look, honey," she said. "Isn't it adorable? You can even change how it looks. Do you like it? Once things settle down at the company, we can have a real one." That night, I came across a post by her male secretary on social media. It was a photo of a positive pregnancy test, with my wife's figure visible in the background. I did not comment. I just liked the post. When my wife noticed, she panicked and called me immediately. "Honey, it's not what you think. Please listen to me! I wanted to surprise you. The baby is yours! "Can you clear things up on social media for everyone? I promise I'll give you a child of your own soon." She insisted the baby was mine, yet she seemed to have forgotten that we had not shared a bed in six months. "End the pregnancy," I said. "We're finished."

Pertemuan pertama Robin dan Vivian cukup dramatis. Kala itu, Robin menolong Vivian saat dikasari seorang pria. Robin mengira Vivian adalah Cynthia Pasha, aktris papan atas Indonesia. Nyatanya, Vivian adalah pengganti Cynthia khusus untuk acara-acara tertentu jika sang aktris sedang berhalangan hadir. Pertemuan kedua mereka jauh lebih mengesankan. Tanpa terduga, Robin dan Vivian berada dalam satu tim yang melakukan trekking menuju Annapurna Base Camp. Kebersamaan keduanya selama seminggu, membuat Vivian dan Robin merasa nyaman satu sama lain. Mereka adalah teman mengobrol yang klop, masing-masing memiliki luka masa lalu yang dibagi lapis demi lapis. Kembali ke Jakarta, pertemanan Vivian-Robin kian intens. Hingga cinta tak lagi bisa dibantah kehadirannya. Akan tetapi, jalan keduanya tak mulus. Sebab, ada benang kusut yang melibatkan kedua orangtua Vivian dan Robin di masa lalu. Bagaimana bisa Vivian memaafkan orang yang memiliki andil membuat masa kecilnya penuh kesedihan? Apakah sebaiknya dia melepaskan pria yang dicintainya saja dan menjalani hidup tanpa kehadiran Robin? Kover : Adobe Spark Post + Pinterest

Eve is left with no choice other than getting married to Jason who is arrogant and has not an iota of respect for her. Eve is in need of changing the poor status of her family and Jason needs to secure his company by getting a wife. Their marriage is built on pretence and deceit for the sake of keeping his company and her family's new wealth. However, things change the minute Jason finds out Eve was a virgin the next morning after their first sex.

"My mate is the man who murdered my sister," Lucia whispered, her voice shaking. Julius’s eyes flashed with hurt and fury. "I don’t know who you think I am, Lucia, but I will prove the truth, even if it breaks us both." She swore to kill him. Fate swore to bind them. Ten years ago, Lucia Wright watched her sister, Teja, die at the hands of a man whose honey gold eyes she could never forget. Since that night, her life has been nothing but prisons, rogues, and blood-soaked promises of revenge. At the Moonbane Festival, the goddess finally grants her a mate. But when the mask falls away, she recognizes him, Alpha Julius of Rivermist Pack. The man she believes murdered her sister. Lucia accepts his mother’s sudden proposal, not out of love, but to finish what she started, to kill him from within his own home. Yet the mate bond burns hotter than her hatred, and every stolen touch threatens to unravel her carefully built rage. Julius has secrets of his own, enemies in the shadows, a rival Alpha bent on his ruin, and a past drenched in sins he can’t escape. As truths twist and betrayals surface, Lucia must decide, will she cling to vengeance, or surrender to the bond that defies her every oath? In a world of demons, rival packs, and blood debts, love may be the deadliest trap of all.

Sara's legs straddling Austin's lap, their lips clashed in a fierce, passionate kiss. The sound of their lips meeting was like a spark, igniting a flame that threatened to consume them. "Mmm," Sara murmured, her lips vibrating against Austin's. "I hate you," Austin growled, his hands grasping her hips, pulling her closer. His fingers dug into her skin, sending shivers down her spine. Sara's hands were just as busy, her fingers tracing the lines of Austin's face, her thumbs brushing against his lips. "I hate you too," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of their kissing. Their lips parted for a moment, and Austin's tongue darted out, tracing the curve of Sara's lower lip. She moaned, her hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer. Sara's hands began to roam, her fingers tracing the contours of Austin's chest. She reached for the hem of his shirt, pulling it up and over his head. As she exposed his chest, Austin's eyes locked onto hers, a warning flashing in their depths. "You'll hate me tomorrow," he said, his voice low and rough. Sara's eyes flashed with defiance, her hands continuing to explore Austin's chest. "We don't like each other anyway," she said, her voice husky with desire.

My mother never believed me. To her, I was always just a lying pup. In my pack, every cub wore a Moon Oath Collar. Red meant you lied. White meant you told the truth. My sister’s collar always glowed a soft white. Even when she pretended to be sick to get out of an exam, her collar only gave off that gentle white light. Mine was different. Even when I was truly sick, my collar would burst into a violent red, and the punishment current would follow immediately. On my sister’s birthday, Mother prepared a bonfire feast for the whole pack. Just before they left, a splitting pain tore through my head, and I collapsed on the floor, begging her to help me. For one second, she almost picked me up. Then my collar flashed red. “To ruin your sister’s birthday, you’re even pretending to die? What a vicious child.” Then she walked out with my sister and left me alone on the floor. I died alone on the cold floor. But when I opened my eyes again, I was no longer inside my body. My soul drifted after my mother as I whispered the truth she had never believed. “Mom… I wasn’t lying. I really died.” And when they finally found my body, the red collar on my neck was still flashing.

6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!

MATURED CONTENT: RATED SPG! (MM ROMANCE) R18+ No freedom? Yes, I feel trapped, like just another pawn on a chessboard, limited in my movements. As a child of a wealthy family, I'm bound to follow their rules, one of which is to expand our wealth. To achieve this, I am expected to marry the child of another affluent family that partners with ours in business. Our marriage has already been arranged—not because of love, but because we must adhere to the dictates of our families. The night before the ceremony, a rebellion sparked within me. I decided to defy my parents' rules, if only for a single night. I found myself at a club owned by a friend, where I submerged myself in alcohol, seeking an escape. As I reveled in the music and the dim lights, I spotted a handsome man who had been watching me since my arrival. Fueled by liquid courage, I approached him without a second thought, ignoring the consequences of my recklessness. In a bold move, I kissed him directly on the lips. To my surprise, he kissed me back, and thus began a long, passionate night together. When morning came, I assumed I would never see him again, completely shocked when I realized that he was the uncle of my fiancé. As I stared at him in disbelief, he flashed a charming smile and said, "Nice to meet you, my nephew-in-law."

"...but I love someone else". "You're getting married to Valerie Kings next week and that's final" Valentino Preston, a 26 year old young lad who is the CEO of Preston empire, the biggest empire in Washington Dc. He's in love with Mariana Kings, Valerie's cousin. But things change when he finds out he's getting married to his lover's cousin. How will he deal with it? Will he love her or not??.