Professional Mommy

Elise Jordan, a professional hardworking fashion designer who has it all. The beauty and the brain. Elise believes no man can charm her. All in all, she believes love is just fantasy and lust. Little did she know a prince charming will venture into her life and break all the beliefs. Elijah Connor, is an undercover spy who is skilled and proficient in his job. He shows no mercy when it comes to the job he was being assigned to. Handsome, smart, intelligent. He got them all. He was there as a spy. A three month contract. Will Elijah be able to complete his mission within the three months when the job he was assigned to was more than what he knew and which will uncover what he doesn't know about his past. And on the other hand, the attraction between him and Elise.

When principled accountant Maya Russo loses her job for exposing money laundering, she reluctantly accepts employment with the charismatic but dangerous Luca Ricci, underboss of a powerful mafia family. What begins as a desperate financial arrangement evolves into undeniable attraction as Maya's analytical skills make her invaluable to Luca's operations. As their professional and personal boundaries blur, Maya finds herself caught between rival mob families, with her growing feelings for Luca complicating her moral compass. When a shocking betrayal reveals Luca has hidden motives tied to her past, Maya must decide if their connection is worth fighting for. This darkly comedic romance explores how two people from opposite worlds navigate danger, loyalty, and love while finding their own definition of family.

When the babies in my womb were about five months old, I suddenly heard my daughter's voice in my head. "Mommy, Bella is trying to get rid of me. She's grabbing my umbilical cord with her hands. It hurts so much…" Believing Ava, I forced myself to eat nonstop and take every supplement I could. I even asked the doctor whether there was any medicine that could suppress Bella's growth. When I was in labor, the fetuses were too large. I lost so much blood and only delivered Ava before I died. Bella died in me as well. Right before my consciousness faded, I saw the newly born Ava looking at me with a wicked smile. "You idiot. You believed everything I said. Your luck, Bella's luck, and even Daddy's luck. I'll gladly take them all." Only then did I realize that Ava, whom I fought so hard to give birth to, was a monster. When I opened my eyes again, it was back to the very first day I heard Ava's voice in my head.

Althea Summer Velazquez known as malditang nerd sa school nila. Maldita at cold minsan, ang gusto nya ay mag-aral at wag syang d-distorhin pero dahil kay Kenneth ay hindi sya nakakapag focus. Kenneth Lazaro a typical playboy type pero ang tanging babaeng gusto nya ay si Althea. Mga bata palang sila ay may gusto na sya rito kahit sobrang suplada nito sakanya. Pinangako sa sarili na kahit na sinong babae pa ang dumating sa buhay nya ay papatulan nya ito pero ang babaeng pakakasalan nya ay si Althea. Kahit na anong pag papansin ang gawin nya ay balewala lang kay Althea hanggang sa pinakiusapan na nya ang Mommy nya ipagkasundo silang ikasal ni Althea dahil matalik na magkaibigan ang mga magulang nila ay pumayag ito. Pero pano si Althea? Pano kung umayaw sya sa kagustuhan nila? Pero pano kung wala kang choice kundi ang sundin ang mga magulang mo?

I receive a phone call at 3:00 pm. Apparently, my daughter, Marilyn Lopez, has suffocated to death because she was left behind on the school bus. When I arrive at the scene, I'm overwhelmed with sorrow the moment I see Marilyn's purple face. That's when I snatch a gun from a policeman and put a bullet between the eyes of the school bus driver, who's been playing on his phone this whole time. After the gunshot rings out, I open my eyes immediately. My alarm clock rings once again, showing that it's 7:00 am. I've gone back in time! Then, I see Marilyn wearing her backpack and telling me sweetly, "Mommy, the school bus is here!" I quickly stop Marilyn like a madwoman and refuse to let her board the school bus. But a gas leak occurs at 3:00 pm on the same day, causing Marilyn's death. No matter how much I try to save her, she keeps dying in various ways at 3:00 pm. This is the 108th cycle. As I stare at the weird smile on the school bus driver's face, I finally understand everything.

Maya Davies is the midfield maestro of Manchester United City's women's team, a rising national star obsessed with proving her team's worth in a world dominated by men's football. Leo Sterling, the dazzling captain of the men's squad, is the club's golden boy, charismatic and undeniably talented, living under the intense spotlight. Their first encounter is a clash of competitive spirits and fierce personalities, fueling a rivalry both on and off the pitch. As training sessions, club events, and a shared passion for the beautiful game force them into constant proximity, the initial sparks of antagonism begin to morph into something undeniably alluring. But in the high-stakes world of professional football, where every move is scrutinized, can two fiercely independent leaders find common ground and a love that defies public expectation, club politics, and their own competitive hearts? Their greatest game might just be the one they play for each other.

Mia Williams thought landing a job at Declan Enterprises would finally bring stability—until she met the man who runs it. Harry Declan is a billionaire CEO with a reputation for being ruthless, brilliant, and entirely untouchable. But when Mia accidentally stumbles upon a confidential document that could unravel a major acquisition, Harry doesn’t fire her. He makes her an offer: stay quiet, follow his rules—and in return, he’ll give her everything she’s secretly craved. Control. Power. Him. As their dynamic spirals from professional to possessive, Mia finds herself falling under the spell of a man who plays dirty in business and even dirtier in the bedroom. But with secrets lurking in every shadow of his empire, Mia has to decide: is she a pawn in his game… or the only one who can beat him at it?

When Naomi Sullivan married me, she was already ten million dollars in debt. I spent the last five years working three jobs to help her pay off her "debts" while providing for her as well as our son, Shane Lewis. Not once did I ever complain about anything. All along, I firmly believed that my efforts would pay off, and we would eventually lead a good life together. Last week, our company finally secured a massive investment. Naomi and I hugged as we celebrated the occasion. I thought that the hard times were finally over. Today, I ended up seeing Naomi featured in the financial news. Dressed in a formal gown, she was hailed as the sole heiress to a multi-billion-dollar empire. She was shown engaged in an animated conversation with her "investor", Jared Lewis. The news headline read, "Naomi Sullivan Completes Five-Year Adversity Trial, Proves Her Ability to Build from Scratch to the Board of Directors". I trudge home in a daze. When I get there, the five-year-old Shane is playing with the latest limited-edition toy robot. He looks at me with a frosty, distant expression that bears an uncanny resemblance to his mother's. "Mommy told me everything. You failed the trial, Daddy. You care too much about money."

My son, Andy, had a sudden liver failure and needed a liver transplant. The only compatible match was my wife, Vivian Grant. I had begged her for 20 days to give Andy a liver transplant. Finally, she caved in. I waited the entire day in front of the operating theater, but she didn’t appear. On the same day, her first love, Jason Sanderson posted on his social media. [20th day of traveling around the world. Dr. Grant had given up her career to help fulfil my son's dream of traveling the world.] Only then did I find out that Vivian had been travelling the world with Jason and his son, Luke, since day one. That night, I received a call from Vivian. "Charlie, Luke had gotten full marks on his exam. His wish was to have his Daddy and Mommy travel around the world with him. As you know, he doesn't have a Mommy. I couldn't bear to watch him not get his wish. "We'll return in three days. We can have the surgery for Andy then." She had no idea that what awaited her at the hospital was Andy's lifeless body.

Five years into my relationship with a Godfather-to-be, I realized Cicio Russo had fallen for someone else. And I decided that the choice should be his. I laid the options right in front of him: break up with me, or send that someone else far away overseas. Cicio Russo stood outside my windows all night, down there with the coldness of the night cutting through him and fogging his breath. By morning, Cicio told me that he'd decided. His choice was me. Or at least - that was what I was made to believe. Surprise came on the very day of our wedding, a strange little boy ran straight down the aisle that was supposed to be mine to walk. “Daddy,” he cried at Cicio and Cicio’s face of stony indifference, “What about me? You have left mommy already. Are you going to abandon me, too?” The ring slipped from Cicio’s hand and hit the carpet with a muted thud. He turned his back on me and walked away without even looking back. I pulled off the white veil. And I snatched the microphone from the host. “If you take one more step,” I screamed into the microphone, “if you leave, I will give all this up. And you, too. Do you hear me? I will give you up.” He froze. For only one second. Then he stepped away anyway.