The Kept Man Strikes Back Indo

Seven years ago, I disappeared without a word. Today, the man I ruined owns the contract that decides whether I breathe freely or not. Adrian Blackwood is untouchable. A man whose signature ends careers, whose silence erases people. His empire was built too fast, too violently, for anyone to question how. When I come to him desperate for money, he doesn’t ask for explanations. He offers a contract. One year. One signature. Public role: Lover. Private role: Property. The rules are simple and unforgiving. How will I survive being the kitten of Adrian into his dark passionate world? ⌘⌘⌘ A dark MM romance where love is mistaken for ownership and redemption comes only after damage is done. ⌘⌘⌘ Trigger warnings: captivity, psychological punishment, coercive control, power imbalance, emotional manipulation, isolation, trauma, possessive male lead, steamy and forced proximity.

Rica De Guzman, matalino, maganda mabait, at higit sa lahat matulungin at mapagmahal sa pamilya. Ito ang mga katangian na ika nga ay wala ka nang hahanapin pa. Rom Ortega, gwapo, mayaman the hottest bachelor in town, nasanay na lahat na ang babae ay makukuha niya sa isang pitik lamang nang mga daliri nya. Ngunit paano kung isang Rica ang bumihag ng puso nya ngunit ayaw naman ng babae rito. Ngunit hindi papayag si Rom. Gagawin nya ang lahat makuha lang ito

"Tidak, aku belum siap Darren, semua perlu proses, aku-" Dengan gerakan kilat lelaki itu menarik rambut Diana, membuat gadis itu langsung menengadah, ia mengaduh kesakitan. Menurut Diana ini adalah KDRT pertama. Bagus, hidupnya akan semakin sengsara. "Akh... Apa yang kamu lakukan ?! Bukannya kau tidak mau menyentuhku ?" "Aku hanya memegang rambutmu!" "Akhh...memegang ? Kau menariknya!" teriak gadis itu semakin menjadi. "Aku hanya-" "Tetap saja kau menyentuhku!" "Pokoknya aku tidak mau tahu, mulai besok kamu harus menutup rambutmu, kalau tidak aku sendiri yang akan mencukurnya sampai botak!" Dengan segera Diana pergi meninggalkan kamar itu. GILA, batinnya. Darren benar benar otoriter. Diusapnya rambut hitam legam dengan lembut. Ia tidak rela jika dirinya botak. Mau ditaruh di mana wajah cantiknya ini ? Entah keberuntungan atau kesialan, yang jelas Diana begitu terkejut dengan kehidupannya yang berubah seratus delapan puluh derajat. Sekarang ia sadar, kehidupan ini tak lagi miliknya.

She fell head over heels for the town's bad boy, never imagining her feelings would be reciprocated. Everything seemed perfect until she discovered he wasn't who she thought he was. Heartbroken, she flees the town, leaving everyone behind. Now, five years later, she's back in the small town, and her ex-boyfriend, who never forgot her, is determined to win her back. Has he truly changed? Will she give him another chance? Come find out in this exciting and fun story!

Kissed by the Man Who Broke Me By Nweke Ogochukwu Divinefavour She loved him like he hung the stars. He loved her… until he didn’t. Liana Reed never meant to fall for Adrian Blackwell — her boss, her mentor, the man every woman in the city wanted. He was powerful, charming, and impossibly hard to resist. One kiss turned into a secret love affair that consumed them both. But just when Liana believed she’d finally found her forever, a single lie shattered everything. A whispered rumor. A woman’s perfume on his shirt. A betrayal she never saw coming. Now, two years later, she’s back — no longer the naïve girl who once believed in fairy tales. She’s beautiful, successful, and determined to make him pay for the way he broke her heart. But revenge is never simple. Because the moment she sees him again, those old by feelings burn brighter than ever — and the man who once destroyed her is the same one her heart can’t seem to forget. Love. Hate. Passion. Pain. How do you destroy the man who still owns your heart?

"You're stuck with me forever, Andrea. I'm yours and you're mine. You've run away from me for too long and now, now is the time to come back to where you rightfully belong to" He said to her in a cold tone. Tough and strong, Andrea Salvador. She was hard like a rock to let anyone in not until she met Francis North who made her steal heart turned soft and went explode. Francis North, one of the youngest, richest and most handsome billionaire in whole world. He has a cold heart, he was the type who never cared about anyone's feeling or well-being aside that of his friends. He has always believe every girls are all the same who wants nothing but his wealth, not until he met the woman who changed his perspective, Andrea Salvador!

Do you believe that first love can't forget by the heart? Do you still even know who you are in the past? Do you believe that you could incarnate to continue the love with your first love? Cassandra Vaughn starting to dream about the castle with a lot of people in there, she doesn't know any clue. But one thing she remember, her dream repeated always. Until she find the way to find the true meaning of it. That place, it makes her remember the things of the woman in her dream. Is she really the girl from 1952? What she found? "Please... Take me back in 1952"

The day I was awarded the highest service medal, I got a call that my grandfather had died. My superiors approved emergency leave, and I rushed straight back to the family estate without stopping. The moment I reached the hillside cemetery behind the house, what I saw snapped something inside me. Our family burial ground had been completely leveled. My parents' graves had been dug open. Their urns had been turned into flower pot bases, with dark-red roses planted right on top of them. My grandfather's coffin had been split apart. His body was left exposed in the dirt, already starting to rot. And my younger brother, Jerry Horton, who was on the autism spectrum, was being ordered around like a laborer by my husband's assistant, Digby Wolfe, hauling construction materials back and forth. I lost it. I grabbed Digby and slammed him into the ground with a hard shoulder throw. "You touched my family's graves and made my brother do manual labor. Are you trying to get buried here with them?" Digby coughed up blood as he struggled to his feet, sneering at me. "This was Mr. Gray's decision. He said your family plot is in a good location, with plenty of space. It's perfect for building a golf course for the future Mrs. Gray. In Joule, Mr. Gray is the law." His tone was icy. "And who do you think you are?" I swallowed my rage and called Marshall Gray. "I hear you run Joule," I said. "Well, I'm about to change that."

To save my father-in-law, I donated a kidney—but on the very day I was discharged, she didn't hesitate for a second to shove me into the guest room. "Those centipede-like scars are disgusting. Don't show yourself to me again!" In the dead of night, my wound tore open. I collapsed into a pool of blood, dialing her number 100 times, desperate for help. She hung up every single time. Meanwhile, the master bedroom echoed with Theo Reynold's low, passionate growls. In that instant, every ounce of strength drained from me. When I was admitted to the hospital, I held the military medal my mother had left me on her deathbed. That was when I remembered the woman even the mayor bowed to when she walked into a room. Without thinking, I dialed the long-forgotten number. "Commander Jennings, you once said you owed my mother a debt of gratitude. Now… I want you to marry me."

"Who did that to you?" His voice pressed, demanding. But I had to shut him down if I wanted to keep myself together. "If you get to keep things from me, then so do I." “If I find out who he is—if I find him…” “I hope you don’t,” I cut in. “Because I’d rather he was already dead.” “I won't be at peace until you see it for yourself. Either his grave, or his death right in front of you.” He inched closer to me, pulling my chin more and more until our faces were very close. “And remember, Leandra ....” His words sounded like a promise. His breathing was so heavy, so determined. “The moment you watch that bastard die, you’ll see me there too.” *** Being my best friend’s delivery girl isn’t exactly my idea of fun. Usually, it’s annoying. But this time? This time, it led me straight to him. He kissed me—this stranger, so alluring that it made me think of him all the time. The scent of his body, his heavy voice, his pierced grey eyes ... it all stayed with me. Haunted me. Drove me crazy. The problem? He wants nothing to do with me. He keeps his distance, tells me to stay away, says I need to forget him. He says he’s a dangerous man. But how do I forget someone who’s already under my skin? How do I let go of the one man who’s already claimed my heart?