Slow Burn Relationship Adalah

Ibuku adalah seorang seniman forensik yang paling andal di kantor polisi. Dia tegas, berintegritas, dan sangat membenci kejahatan.  Namun, ketika menerima telepon darurat dariku, dia malah menegurku dengan tegas, “Kamu jelas-jelas tahu ini hari ulang tahun adikmu yang baru mencapai usia dewasa, tapi kamu malah mau pakai trik kotor ini untuk merusak suasana! Kalau kamu benar-benar diculik, biar saja penculik itu membunuhmu!” Dia yakin bahwa ini hanyalah lelucon dan menolak datang ke kantor polisi untuk membuat sketsa. Akhirnya, dia melewatkan kesempatan terbaik untuk menyelamatkanku dan aku disiksa hingga mati. Setelah laporan tes DNA keluar, dia bergegas pergi ke tempat kejadian dengan langkah yang goyah. Berdasarkan tulang-tulangku, dia mulai menggambar sketsaku dengan tangan yang gemetar. “Ini nggak mungkin adalah Janice! Aku pasti salah gambar!” Namun, tidak peduli berapa kali dia menggambar, sketsa yang dihasilkannya menampilkan dengan jelas wajahku saat aku meninggal. Ibuku yang selalu membenciku akhirnya meneteskan air mata.

Two pink lines on a pregnancy test. I was going to surprise my husband, Vince, the Moretti family heir. Instead, the surprise was on me. A pair of black lace panties—not mine—left in his car. The air reeked of cheap perfume and betrayal. I stormed his casino, demanding answers. But I found her in his private suite. Sophia. She smirked, looking me up and down. “You must be the wife. I’ve seen your picture on the nightstand. Vince says you’re a boring little nun. Says he can’t even get hard looking at you.” I snapped. My hand shaking, I hurled a glass of red wine in her face. She shrieked, stumbled back, and crashed into a glass cabinet. Blood bloomed across the carpet. Vince burst in and slapped me so hard I hit the floor. "Are you insane?! She's carrying my heir!" My heart shattered. As I fell, a darker pool of blood spread beneath me. Our baby. I was miscarrying. And when forced to choose between his wife and his whore, Vince chose her. He forgot who put him on his throne. I’m not some trophy wife he can discard. I am a DeLuca. A princess of the underworld. So for revenge, I married his worst enemy, Dante Costello. And when we burned his empire to the ground, Vince finally broke. He got on his knees and begged me to come back.

"Seharusnya kau bersyukur, aku sudah menerimamu walaupun kau hamil dengan pria lain!" ~ Candra "Aku sudah melakukan apapun yang kau inginkan, lantas mengapa sekalipun kamu tidak pernah menghargaiku? " ~ Latifa "Jika kau tak mampu untuk menerima kekurangan Latifa, ceraikanlah! Aku akan menggantikanmu untuk menjadi Suami sekaligus Ayah dari anak Latifa!" ~ Erlando

Seorang pasien paruhbaya dinyatakan meninggal karena satu kekeliruan fatal yang tak sengaja Dokter Calvin lakukan. Nana Calista, perawat bar-bar yang rela melakukan apa pun demi kesembuhan sang ayah. Nana hidup sebatang kara usai ayahnya menutup usia. Dokter Calvin terpaksa menikahi Nana untuk menebus rasa bersalah dan juga sebagai bentuk tanggungjawabnya. Apakah yang akan Nana lakukan setelah mengetahui kronologi kematian Ayahnya?

Isla, a young woman who is in dire need to pay off her mom’s medical bills, thinks that she’s scored her dream job at a big fancy jewelry company. But when the company’s charismatic CEO, Victor, secretly hires her to be his personal assistant with ulterior motives of his own— he’s trying to free his wrongfully imprisoned grandfather by following the breadcrumbs of a dangerous secret with her help— her world is turned upside down. When Isla becomes closer and closer to Victor and his enigmatic life, she starts feeling an undeniable attraction towards him. But her feelings become complicated when she learns the truth about Victor’s original intentions. Isla has some soul-searching to do, torn between betrayal and love, because she was only ever a means to an end for Victor. Meanwhile, Isla faces challenges from other women who vie for Victor's attention, adding further pressure to an already delicate situation. Isla must decide whether to trust her heart or seek justice for herself and her mother.

"Iris is back. She'll be moving in here immediately." Evelyn Severa is a Luna. She feels worthless when her Alpha, Callum Wolffang, enters their marital home with Iris Howley, his true love. Her wolf growls, and fury burns within her. "I thought your contributions would make him see you." Callum's mother, Kiera Beowulf, sighs helplessly. Evelyn gave up her future as a wolf doctor to marry Callum and become his Luna. At the time, he was crippled and temperamental. For the past five years, she hasn't stopped treating him and caring for him. Now, it seems everything she's done is meaningless. She held onto a sliver of hope a few months ago, but she now sees sense—she'll never be able to save a person who refuses to turn back to look at her. Their contract is about to expire, and Callum has gotten what he wants. Evelyn severed the mate bond and disappeared without a trace. Callum was the one who broke it first. So why is he the one losing his mind now, desperate to get her back?

Reyhan adalah pria miskin yang penuh dengan hinaan. Namun siapa sangkah ternyata dia adalah Tuan Levrawnch Britama. Putra kedua dari Chriss Levrawnch Britama yang paling kaya diKota Hunan. Tuan Levrawnch jatuh cinta pada pandangan pertama dengan seorang Artis cantik dan pintar. Merekapun menjalani hubungan jarak jauh dengan melewati banyak tantangan dan rintangan. Hingga akhirnya hubungan mereka berakhir dengan pernikahan yang bahagia.

I had a unique profession. I was a breakup specialist. I did not need to go to court or write any contracts for that. That was a lawyer’s job. Everyone kept saying that love was priceless, but a couple who professed their love to each other for an entire night could be paying me tons to break their relationship up the following day. I was shaking my head upon those matters when I received a message from my husband, Matthew Grant, asking me to pick our wedding anniversary’s destination. A few seconds after that, a beautiful woman walked into my office. She appeared timid and had to take a lot of time to summon the courage to speak. “I’d like to hire your services for my boyfriend. He has decided to divorce his wife.” I made no comment as I picked up the documents she had handed me, only to see Matthew’s name on the paper. I froze, while the woman sitting in front of me ducked her head and continued, “My boyfriend says that his wife is a good person and that he doesn’t want to hurt her.” I smiled as I stared at the picture; it clearly was Matthew, but I had the strange feeling of seeing a foreign person too. My heart throbbed, and I could only lament. This was my third year as a breakup specialist, and I was actually hired to break up my own relationship.

“Nona Lenny, ini dokumen donasi jenazah Anda. Apa Anda yakin ingin menyerahkan tubuh Anda setelah meninggal untuk dijadikan media pembelajaran medis?” Lenny mengangguk dan menandatangani dokumen itu tanpa ragu. “Ya.” “Saya akan meninggal paling lama satu bulan lagi. Sebelum itu, saya akan menghubungi Anda untuk menangani jenazah saya. Maaf sudah merepotkan Anda.” Setelah berkata demikian, ia mengambil surat donasi itu dan berjalan keluar dari fakultas kedokteran. Di belakangnya, sekelompok dokter berbaju putih berdiri dengan mata yang sedikit memerah, lalu dengan penuh hormat membungkuk kepadanya. Saat kembali ke rumah Keluarga Wijaya, baru saja melangkah masuk, Lenny sudah mendengar suara erangan samar yang penuh keintiman. Di atas sofa, Raven sedang menindih seorang gadis bertubuh ramping, mencium lehernya. Gadis itu terengah, lalu dengan berkata gemetar, “Tuan Raven, ini adalah rumah pernikahanmu dan Nyonya Lenny. Anda bawa saya ke sini … untuk memaksa Nyonya Lenny bercerai?” Raven bersandar dengan santai dan tertawa pelan. “Memaksanya bercerai? Mana mungkin. Apa tidak ada yang memberitahumu bahwa dia adalah cinta idamanku? Aku mencintainya hingga rela mati deminya.” Gadis itu terkekeh, mengira Raven hanya sedang menyindir, lalu semakin erat melingkarkan lengannya di leher pria itu.

On Children's Day, the most popular social media post is about me. The caption is: "Mr. Shane Norton spends his birthday with his son David Norton and his first love, Ruth Feynman. Has he finally decided to divorce Ayla Sanderson?" I quietly press the "like" button. When my phone rings, I'm in the midst of taking down the balloons I put up for our wedding anniversary. "Honey." My husband sounds anxious as he tries to explain himself. "David suddenly insisted that we go to a theme park, so I—" In the background, I hear David laughing. "Dad, Ruthie says that I can sleep with her tonight!" I look at the mess in the house. The balloons are drooping, and the cream on the cake is congealed. "You don't have to explain," I hear myself say. "I understand." It's just that this time, I don't want you or David any longer, Shane.