She Looks So Perfect Song

Lena Clermont fell hard for her dad's friend, Andrew Rohan—twelve years older. The first time she saw him, he was all sharp suits and broad shoulders, effortlessly standing out. He smiled, patted her head, and handed her a princess dress. Fast forward to twenty. He got drugged at a banquet. She wore that same dress, offering herself as the cure.

Bening yang kabur dari pertunangan dengan pria yang dicintai sang saudara kembar, tanpa sengaja bertemu dengan pria yang usianya jauh lebih muda darinya di sebuah club malam. Berpikir jika hanya kabur, orangtuanya pasti akan kembali memaksanya menikah. Bening pun menjebak pria muda itu dan mengaku hamil setelah mereka bermalam bersama. Ia semakin berani memanfaatkan kenaifan pria berumur 19 tahun bernama Glassio itu karena Glass ternyata berasal dari keluarga biasa. “Aku akan membiayai kuliahmu, pernikahan kakakmu dan pengobatan ibumu, tidak perlu berpikir macam-macam asal kamu mau menikah denganku,” ucap Bening, ada setiap penekanan di setiap kata yang dia ucapkan. “Apa setelah anak itu lahir kita akan bercerai?” tanya Glass Sampai kapan Bening bisa menyembunyikan kebohongannya? Mungkinkah dia akan rela berpisah dengan pria muda berhati hangat yang ternyata serius ingin bertanggungjawab menghidupi dirinya dan calon anak yang sama sekali tidak ada? Belum lagi Fakta lain yang terungkap, Glass ternyata bukan pria biasa. “Namamu seperti pangeran tapi nasibmu seperti pengawal.”

One month before my wedding to my boyfriend, he announced he wanted to have a child with his "first love." I refused, but he brought it up every single day. Two weeks before the ceremony, I received a prenatal checkup report. That’s when I discovered his so-called "first love" was already nearly a month pregnant. It turned out he’d never intended to seek my consent at all. In that moment, years of affection evaporated like smoke. So, I canceled the wedding, destroyed every trace of our memories, and on what should have been our wedding day, I walked into a closed-off research lab. From then on, he meant nothing to me.

"Ms. Stout, please read the requirements carefully. Once you submit your personal profile and sign up, all of your information will be sealed. You must then enter the research institute within 15 working days. Until the research results are made public, you will not be allowed to leave." The response from the National Academy of Sciences Research Institute came quickly, accompanied by a form. Shermaine Stout stared at the screen, but the mouse in her hand suddenly felt as heavy as lead. The door to her room suddenly swung open, and Shermaine blinked, quickly closing the laptop without a trace of emotion.

On the day of the SAT exam, my girlfriend’s childhood friend, Benedict Casper, forgot his admission ticket at home. She insisted on retrieving it for him, but I begged her not to go. In the end, Benedict missed his final chance for taking the exam and, overwhelmed by despair, he jumped to his death. Years later, my girlfriend, Ella Simpson, and I graduated from Whitmore Institute of Technology, landed high-paying jobs, and built a picture-perfect marriage. But on the anniversary of Benedict’s death, she stabbed me repeatedly, her voice trembling with rage, “You killed him. If I’d gotten his admission ticket, he would’ve never jumped.” When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of the exams. Ella’s frantic voice rang in my ears, “I have to go back, Dominic. I need to get Benedict’s ticket!” This time, I smiled and said, “Go ahead. Be careful on the way.”

My mate, Alpha Ryan, started skipping my healer's appointments after I got pregnant. He always blamed pack business. But I found him at the clinic anyway. He was with another pregnant she-wolf—his childhood friend, Bonnie. He held her with a tenderness he no longer gave me. "I'll take responsibility for this child," he promised her. "He'll be safe." His words shattered my world. Their child? I stormed in to confront them and saw it: his temporary mark on her neck. He swore the pup wasn't his. He claimed a rogue attacked her and the mark was only for protection. His lie was a knife twisting in our mate bond. I was carrying his pure-blooded heir. But he let the pack brand my child a bastard, while hailing her half-blood pup as his true heir. To protect Bonnie, he locked me in a silver-laced cell. The silver was a living death. He didn't realize his mistake until I took the forbidden herbs, sacrificing our child and collapsing in a pool of my own blood. Only then did he cradle my broken body, begging for a forgiveness I would never give.

My CEO wife insists on taking a young, fresh intern under her wing. She wants to train him personally. She says to me, "Don't overthink this. I just value his potential." She's always been stern and stoic, but she starts dressing in pink and pulling her hair back in high ponytails. On our third wedding anniversary, she and the intern even willfully disappear for 48 hours. When others are searching for her like mad, she shares photos of her riding a carousel and holding cotton candy. She captions them, "I found the purest of joys in the most joyful of places—all because of you!" Our company loses a huge project because of this, and I lose my wife. I slip a divorce agreement between the pages of the intern's application to become a permanent staff member. My wife signs it without even looking and says, "Knowing what Elliot can do, he's more than capable of carrying out the role of a vice president." I calmly hand her my resignation. "You're right. That's why I'll make way for him."

Valerie Clark’s hides her identity and gets married to Charles. She secretly helps him grow his business and after he reached a little bit of fame, he ask for divorce and wishes to g we married to his ex lover. She accepts and promises to make him pay. How will Charles reaction be when he finds out that his ex wife is the Jewelry queen and also the heiress of the Clark group.

At one of the exclusive private casino parties, my eyes landed on a diamond tiara. The catch? It was the prize for a high-stakes blackjack game. Luckily, poker happens to be one of my many sins. A girl named Elara—whom I once pitied enough to introduce to Throne, hoping she’d land a job—has now declared she wants the tiara too. Naïve. Probably thought beginner’s luck was a real thing. I figured, fine. Let the cards decide. If I win, I walk away with the tiara. If I lose, I’ll find another way to soothe my pride. Easy enough. Thorne, my ever-watchful husband, leaned in and murmured, “Go easy on her.” I didn’t. I won. Beat the dealer faster than her and won the tiara. That girl cried at the table. Thorne didn’t look impressed for once. He rather seemed... irritated. I thought it was for Elara’s sake. Turns out, it was for mine. A year later, same party, different stakes. The grand prize? My own sex video. While holding Elara in his arms, my husband said to me, voice almost amusing, “Don’t you like winning prizes? Then go on. Win our sex tape back.”

Lanjutan she-wolf. Davian hidup terkucilkan, bersama sang paman yang mengaku sebagai ayahnya. Tanpa seorang ibu, dan keterbatasan fisik membuatnya terkucilkan di pack. Hingga sang paman memilih untuk pergi, meninggalkan pack yang menjadi tempat Davian tumbuh dan berlindung. Tak diduga, di perjalanan sang paman menemukan pasangannya, membuat Davian terlupakan. Kemudian, Davian memilih pergi. Namun, tanpa disangka dia malah bertemu dengan seorang gadis vampir yang cantik. Dari gadis itu, Davian mengetahui banyak hal. Daei alasan mengapa dirinya tak pernah bertemu dengan ibunya, hingga mengapa dia haeus bersembunyi. Dan ternyata, tak lama kemudian semua hal terkuak. Perang tak dapat dihindari, begitulah jalan takdir. Mampukah Davian bertahan, dan apa yang telah menantinya di ujung jalan?