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Dr. Olivia Carter has spent her life saving others, she is a brilliant and compassionate surgeon with a good heart. But when her Abusive father’s gambling debts catch up with him, she is somehow at the center of it. She is offered a one year wedding contract by the mafia Capo as the only resort to settling her father's debt.  Olivia, having no choice but to sign the contract to marry the cold hearted and emotionless Capo Dante Marino. Olivia is forced to live with him forsaking the hospital and working for him as his personal doctor. But Olivia's good heart and kind nature slowly deflates his emotionless exterior little by little. As the two of them are drawn together, Olivia must navigate Dante's dangerous world, where trust is fragile and betrayal is deadly and love a weakness in the mafia world.  Would his world destroy her good heart? or will she be able to elicit an emotion from the emotionless Mafia Capo.

Sold out for the betterment of the family, she was forced to marry him. A man thrice her age. Just when she thought the worst had happened, she found out Lawson never married her for any wifey duties but to seduce his son. Jayden is dangerous. Cold. Ruthless. He is everything Lawson isn’t anymore. Amelia was meant to distract him, manipulate him, and break him from the inside. She was never meant to feel desires, never meant to crave his touch, never meant to fall in love but fate took a different turn. Caught between a husband who owns her life and his son who sees through her lies, Amelia must decide how far she’s willing to go to protect herself and how much of her soul she’s willing to lose. Because in a house ruled by power. Betrayal is like a medicine and love is the deadliest mistake of all.

The woman he loves marries another man on his 18th birthday. He's alone during his birthday party, and he finishes the cake himself. She deliberately pushes him away and neglects him, even skipping out on his birthday party. Unfortunately, she doesn't know that this is his last birthday ever. He's about to die, and it'll happen on her wedding day.

My wife, Chelsea Sloane, has always been an avid user of computers when it comes to work. But one day, she suddenly falls in love with the idea of using pen and paper. In fact, she loves one particular black pen to the point that she refuses to let anyone touch it. Unable to endure her twisted obsession over that pen, I decide to bring up divorce before her on our wedding anniversary. Enraged, Chelsea points at me and yells, "Are you seriously getting a divorce over a pen?" I reply coolly, "Yup. It's precisely that."

My parents were award-winning teachers, having nurtured countless outstanding students. However, I had always been the last in line, failing every single class. After yet another gentle warning from my homeroom teacher, my dad finally snapped. "How did I end up with a kid this dumb? You're deliberately trying to torture me, aren't you?" He disappeared for three days. When he returned, he had a boy with him. "From today on, Josh is the only true child of this family. You are no longer allowed to call us Mom and Dad. "Get out! You'll only earn the right to be my son once you can actually pass your exams." The next time I saw them was at the hospital during a check-up organized by their school for all the staff. The head of guidance recognized me immediately. "Yale? Isn't this Shane from your family? "He works here now. And Josh's condition, there's hope for him! You should have him contact the new Dr. Cunningham right away." Seeing me in my white coat, my dad's expression shifted again and again. "This kid… switched jobs and didn't even tell me." I subtly used my coat to cover the badge hanging on my chest. It read: Department Director: Asher Cunningham

When the wolves were created they were created without a soul, animals, killer machines, ones that go on killing spree with nothing to hold them back. The gods regretted their decision to create the wolves, they were rogue, they had no loyalties, nothing to stop them from burning the whole world, they needed a soul. The gods couldn't give the wolves a soul, they refused to kneel down, and their souls were as dark as their dark lusts. The gods forced the wolves to their knees, giving them souls in the shape of humans, kill the soul and die, hurt the soul and feel agony, the souls are to be saved, and protected, no more killing, no more attacks, they are forced to take care of their own soul.

Alexandra Gomez a 27-year-old extremely rich brutal Mafia lord who ruled the streets of New york city falls in love with Amelia Mills, a 21-year-old woman who was sold to him by her father to pay off his gambling debts. Amidst the threats facing his empire from government and rival gangs, he starts to fall in love with Amelia, and each day they overcame the obstacles together he fell harder. But what happens when the gang looking to destroy his empire turns out to be Amelia's ex boyfriend whom she never broke up with as she was abruptly sold to Alex. Now, Amelia has to choose between both men whom to be with, and Alex might lose his empire and the first love of his life.

Kissing Jace Carter was never on my bucket list… but maybe it should’ve been. One impulsive night. One clingy creep. One fake boyfriend request blurted out to the first decent-looking guy behind me in a club. It should’ve ended with a nod and a “thanks for the save.” But no. It ended with his lips on mine — slow, smug, and heart-stopping. I didn’t know until the lights hit his face. I didn’t realize I had just kissed the Jace Carter. The Billionaire. Tech genius. Tabloid magnet. And now, apparently… my unfinished business. He said he’d find me again. He called me “Bella” because I never gave him my real name. I laughed it off, thinking he’d forget about a random girl from a crowded dance floor. But billionaires don’t forget. Especially not ones like Jace Carter Now he’s back in my life, popping up in places he absolutely should not be. Charming, arrogant, and dangerously curious about the girl who tried to disappear. And me? I’m stuck between hiding my identity… …and wondering if one kiss was really enough.

Setelah lima belas tahun menikah, kami tetap bercinta setiap hari. Apakah itu salah? Bagi Rati, istriku, iya. Dia bilang cinta bisa dibuktikan dengan cara lain, selain seks. Bagiku, cara semacam itu hanya dilakukan oleh pria lemah. Karena segala hal di dunia ini didasari oleh ketertarikan seksual dan bercinta adalah bukti cinta yang paling kuat yang bisa ditunjukkan seseorang kepada pasangannya. Jika memang Rati tidak percaya, aku akan membuktikannya. Lagi pula, sejak status sosialnya meningkat, dia semakin bertingkah di hadapanku dan selalu menolak ketika kuajak bercinta. Kalau tidak mendapatkan darinya, bukan salahku jika aku mencari di luar, kan?

Biya tahu permintaannya gila. Siapa yang waras meminta sahabat kakaknya sendiri untuk mengajarinya berciuman? Namun, keberanian polos itu justru mengubah segalanya. Bagaswara, direktur dingin itu, seharusnya menolak mentah-mentah. Tapi tatapan Biya—adik sahabatnya—mampu meruntuhkan logikanya. “Bisa ajarin aku, nggak?” “Selama saya bisa. Ajarin apa?" “Ajarin aku… ciuman.” Satu kalimat itu menyeret Biya ke dunia bahaya dan gairah yang tak pernah ia bayangkan.