The Perfect House

Menjadi seseorang yang di anggap beban adalah hal yang tidak mudah. Sulit namun tak ada yang bisa di lakukan. Terluka namun tak bisa di ungkapkan. Sakit namun tak bisa di jelaskan.Selamat datang di kisahku. Bahagiakan dia jika kau tak mau sampai kehilangannya.

Mitchell Rashford a 24 year wealthy entrepreneur is diagnosed with blood cancer ,as the only child from the MitRash dynasty ,she is left to take over the affairs of the company . She is a very dedicated to her job of keeping the company afloat and finding ways to prevent bankruptcy .Mitchell shares a friendship with Kath Trevor ,her best friend who has always been jealous of her but has been a sheep in a wolf’s clothing ,she can go at any length to see her downfall even at the expense of having an affair with her ex boyfriend Brandon Mcdonald who was lured by Kath and Barbie to conspire against her. Despite all this Mitchell stood strong after meeting Daniel Rodrigo who used to be Kath fiancé at a meeting and asked him to be her partner ,who knows they find love in the midst of taking revenge.With thier first meeting they felt as part ignite, having the first conversation at the meeting arranged by Mary who also shares a relationship with Mitchell .While they were conversing Daniel opted for a one night stand at the spot ,Mitchell was hesitant but she concurred eventually,but Daniel had other plans in mind.Daniel wanted to know the reason for her asking him to be her partner so when they got to the hotel room ,he spilled the tea. Mitchell quite surprised answered the question anyways saying that she knows that he had history with Kath and she want to take her revenge on her and Brandon and she couldn’t find any other person suitable for the job than him.but Daniel would agree to what she said only if she would sign a marriage contract with all the rules and regulations on it .

On New Year's Day, my childhood friend asked me for the passcode to my new house. I thought she was planning to bring a housewarming gift, but when I opened the door, I froze in shock. There were more than a dozen people inside. She walked over with a smile before giving me a subtle look. "Ryan, what are you doing here? Come on in. You're just in time. You're lucky enough to catch our family gathering." I stood there in stunned silence. Before I could even ask what was going on, her boyfriend suddenly spoke in a mocking tone. "Is your childhood friend very persuasive? I'm curious how he sweet-talked you into giving him your house's passcode." Her expression instantly turned serious. "He didn't sweet-talk me. He got on his knees and begged. He said he had a fight with his family and got kicked out with nowhere to stay. You know how soft-hearted I am. I didn't think much of it and just gave it to him." Her boyfriend's eyes had a look of contempt. "No normal man would stoop that low. Who knows how many women he's begged behind the scenes just to get what he wants." She gave him a look of approval. "Babe, how are you so smart? There was a time he stripped naked and begged me just to buy a watch he liked. I've told you about it." Her boyfriend burst out laughing. "So that was him? He's honestly shameless." Seeing her spew lies so casually and irresponsibly, I couldn't contain my anger. I stepped forward and slapped her hard across the face. "Who the hell do you think you are? Taking over my house and slandering me? Get out."

Six years ago, a corporate acquisition deal I handled went up in flames, and 50 billion dollars vanished into thin air. Bankrupt investors spray red paint all over my front door for a year straight. Dad died from a stroke, and Mom lost her mind and disappeared. I ended up doing six years in prison for embezzlement. After I got out, I changed my name and started delivering food in downtown, running myself ragged for a few bucks per delivery. But then my ex-wife, Shirley Pearce, showed up, and the entire delivery station ground to a halt. She had become a financial powerhouse, a regular on the covers of business magazines. Reporters blocked my delivery scooter, shoving microphones in my face. "Mr. Marcus Quinn, Ms. Pearce has been single for six years, paid off all your debts, and she's been waiting for you to come home!" I stared at that perfectly made-up woman with her adoring eyes and felt nothing but disgust. That so-called "devoted" ex-wife of mine? Six years ago, she had forged company seals to help her boy toy short the stock market. Then, when everything fell apart, she threw me under the bus to save herself.

Dalawang taon na inakala ni Yumi Zamora na siya ang legal na Mrs. Monteverde. Dalawang taon niyang minahal, pinagtiisan, at ipinaglaban ang lalaking inakala niyang tunay niyang asawa. Pero isang araw, habang inaayos ni Yumi Zamora ang laman ng drawer ay aksidente niyang napunit ang kanilang marriage certificate. Pero nang magpunta siya sa Civil Registry Office para kumuha ng panibagong kopya ay doon niya natuklasan ang mapait na katotohanan— ang kasal nila ng asawang si Clyde ay peke at palabas lang ang lahat. Ang lalaking tinawag niyang asawa, si Clyde Monteverde, ay legal palang kasal sa ibang babae at mas masakit, sa dati nitong professor. Anim na taon siyang ginamit ng lalaki bilang panakip-butas sa lihim na relasyon ng dalawa. Siya ang inilagay sa harap ng tsismis, siya ang sinisi sa lahat, at pinalabas na baog para pilit ampunin ang batang hindi naman kanya. Subalit isang tawag mula sa isang abogado ang bumago sa buhay ni Yumi. Nalaman niyang siya pala ang illegitimate daughter at sole heiress ng isa sa pinakamayamang negosyante sa buong Pilipinas na si Don Rafael Zamora. At nang tanungin siya ng abogado tungkol sa kanyang marital status, sandali siyang nag-isip bago sinabing, “Attorney Reyes," malamig niyang sabi, "pipirmahan ko na ang inheritance agreement," aniya saka huminga nang malalim. "At para malinaw, unmarried po ako at wala po akong anak.” At para maisakatuparan ang paghihiganti, pumayag din siyang maging fiancé ni Adrian Villareal, ang lalaking kinatatakutan ng lahat—hindi lang sa kapangyarihan kundi sa angking kayamanan. Mula sa babaeng niloko at pinaglaruan, ay babangon si Yumi at maghihiganti. Sa larong sinimulan ng kasinungalingan, sisiguraduhin niyang siya mananalo...

On the drive from our Mating Ceremony, Carter’s voice cut the silence like a blade. "I fucked someone else." He tapped the passenger seat, grinning. "She was right there yesterday. We didn't even make it out of the car." The betrayal hit me like a physical blow, a sickening echo of the past. My throat locked; my chest throbbed with a hollow, crushing ache. "Now I finally get Jake," Carter drawled. "Chloe’s a goddamn firecracker in Heat. That scent? It leveled me." Jake was my ex. Chloe had been my best friend—until I caught them in bed five years ago. When my world collapsed then, Carter was the one who pulled me from the wreckage. Now, he had crawled into the same bed. I was drowning all over again.

I pleaded with my husband Cedric Fleetham over and over, and finally, he agreed to take our daughter camping in the mountains for her birthday. When I found her late the next night, she was already gone. She lay at the foot of the mountain, her tiny hand still clutching a drawing of our family. As I knelt beside her, my heart shattered. Meanwhile, Cedric was busy updating his social media. His post read, [You and our daughter are my treasures,] and it was accompanied by a photo, where he stood beside his childhood sweetheart and held hands with another little girl, watching the sunset. And there, in the corner of the picture, was a tiny hand—my daughter’s hand. The cruelest truth of all was that my daughter took that photo.

Because I was a cheapskate, I rented a cheap apartment. The catch? Someone had died in it. The soundproofing of the house was bad, and I could hear my neighbor’s wife moaning every night. But my other neighbor told me that there was no one living in the apartment next to mine.

From a young age, she had to live under the pressure of her stepmother, after her father died of an illness, her stepmother became even more domineering, now because she wants to help her beloved son pay off his debts, he forces her to marrying a man old enough to be his father, what a dream! Such a shameless request, Grainne would honestly rather die. But she did not expect, this time Joyce was really cruel, locking her up for two days and two nights without releasing her, nor giving her any food or drink. When she could escape, she wanted to meet her lover - Brian to run away together but discovered he had an affair, too bitter she spent the night out with a strange man and the unexpected. she was pregnant with that man again, the famous cold, dark president - Carwyn

Catherine Zoe Aragon was born with a silver spoon. She was one of the princesses of the Aragon Empire, envied by everyone, but unlike what they see in public, no one but the sisters knew the hardships they were put through to maintain their family's reputation. After years of putting up with all the rules and restrictions, she finally had enough. Cath was determined to leave her life behind and start anew, doing the thing that she loves, writing stories and drawing. She cut ties with her family except for her younger sister, leaving all the perks, wealth, and glamour that she was accustomed to all of her life. Eventually, she became a successful comic book editor, hiding the gravity of her last name. She was living her life the way she wanted to and it was wonderful, except for one thing, her creepy pervert boss. Luckily, he finally got his karma and was let go and that's when she met Mr. Gavin Mitchel, her new boss. Gavin came from the world that she escaped from a few years ago. He was a man trying to heal his broken heart by putting all of his time and attention to his work after a brutal break-up with his ex-fiance. When, or if they fall in love could they accept each other's pasts and baggage? What would they do with their pasts hunting them? Could their love conquer it all? Love triangles, family drama, friendship, and office romances... Would they get through it all? Fate might have planned a love story for you, but no one said that it was flowers and rainbows.