Total Drama X Male Reader

On the Goldman heir's wedding day, I take a small bite out of a piece of cake because I am hungry from waiting too long at the ceremony. But my fiancee, Sheryl Wilson, slaps me in the face immediately. "You really are shameless! How could you eat in an occasion like this?" Dazed from the slap, I look at the other guests, who are staring at us at the moment. Having tasted copper in my mouth, I turn on my heel and approach the heir with a plate in my hands. "The cake's pretty delicious. Do you want a slice?" Sheryl started to panic. She's about to drag me away when the groom of the wedding takes a small bite out of the same slice. He remarks coolly, "It really is tasty. I'll have my men prepare 100 slices of cake for the woman who slapped you just now."

The project I had poured my heart and soul into earned the company over a hundred million in profit, yet the credit was handed to the vice president's nephew. I stood in a corner, the stack of source code documents trembling in my hands, nearly crushed by my grip. That nephew—who couldn't even get Hello World to compile—was now on stage, smiling brightly as he accepted the award. The vice president came over and draped an arm around my shoulder like we were old friends. "You're just an outsourced worker," he said casually. "These honors wouldn't mean anything to you anyway. Jason is new. He's got limitless potential. From now on, you'll be responsible for mentoring him properly." Only then did I realize that decades of struggle had been nothing more than laying out a red carpet for someone else's glory. That very night, while reviewing the project's code repository, I discovered a massive flaw—one serious enough to bring the entire system crashing down within three days.

At the year-end company meeting, I was announcing the bonuses when a new employee suddenly raised her hand. "Over at the other company, they handed out two boxes of imported cherries at their annual party," she said, shaking her phone. "And we only get performance bonuses?" The video, maliciously edited, went viral online and hit the trending list the very next day. I had the finance department cancel all the year-end bonus transfers. "If cherries are what really count as a gesture of goodwill," I said, "then this year's year-end benefit will be cherries—fifty boxes per person." When they saw the mountain of cherries piling up before them, the employees who had once joined in mocking me panicked instantly. One by one, they cried and apologized, begging me to reconsider.

I'm the second child of the family. Because of that, I'm also the one everyone neglects by nature. The birthdays of my older brother, Joe Thompson, and my younger sister, Lyra Thompson, are jotted down on the calendar by my parents. But they always fail to remember my own birthday. Joe and Lyra often have new clothes to wear, whereas my parents keep forgetting to buy new clothes for me. Heck, Joe and Lyra often receive holiday gifts! Meanwhile, my parents never bother giving me anything during the holidays. In fact, when we're traveling back to our hometown, my parents end up ditching me at a deserted highway rest stop when the temperature is extremely low…

Upon my returning from the special ops mission I took on three years ago, I open the door to see my fiancee, Erica Lewis, pregnant and holding a child. "This is your son," she declares as she passes the kid to me. I freeze in shock. My parents chuckle and explain, "You were gone for so long. Erica had to carry on the family name without you, so your older brother decided to help you with it. Isn't that great?" Just like that, I'm forced to be the officiant at the wedding ceremony I spent the last three years eagerly anticipating. I'm expected to stand beside Erica and my brother, Alex Sherman, to watch them exchange wedding rings and to see them kiss each other passionately. They have lied to all our friends and family, claiming that I couldn't have children. They humiliate me in public. They've also spent all of my savings and moved into the villa I bought using the monetary reward I got from the army after completing a deadly mission. Erica and Alex even lie on the bed I'd picked out myself and take intimate photos of themselves to send to me. "Don't be so sensitive. We're just helping you carry on the family name. Our kids are going to call you dad anyway." I give up. "Don't bother. It's over between us, Erica." After that, I call the army on the phone.

Andre pikir tidak akan ada hal aneh saat tantenya tinggal di rumahnya untuk sementara waktu. Namun, dia tidak menyangka jika tantenya yang katanya seorang janda itu malah memberi pengalaman menarik lain untuknya. Itu membuat Andre semakin yakin dengan kata temannya bahwa janda memang lebih menggoda.

มีวลีที่ว่า ‘เกิดเป็นลูกคนรวย ถ้าไม่ทำตัวหัวxวย ยังไงก็ได้ดี’ แต่ไม่ใช่กับ ‘เดนีส ศศิภักดี’ เพราะเขาเป็นลูกคนรวยที่ทำตัวหัวกรวย แถมยังไม่ได้ดี จนท่านเจ้าสัวต้องส่งเลขามือทองมากำราบ “ท่านประธานยกเลิกซัพพลายเออร์กะทันหันด้วยอารมณ์เพียงชั่ววูบเนี่ยนะ!” “เปล่า ฉันไม่ได้ใช้อารมณ์ชั่ววูบซะทีเดียว ฉันคิดและไตร่ตรองมาอย่างดีแล้ว” “คุณนี่มัน…” “ด่าด้วยสายตาขนาดนี้ ด่าออกมาเถอะ” “คุณแม่ง! เจ้านายหัวxวยที่สุดเท่าที่ผมเคยเจอมาเลย” “…!…” เซต เพียงชั่ว… 1) เพียงชั่วข้ามคืน (จบแล้ว) พิพัฒน์ x เดนิม 2) เพียงชั่ววูบเดียว (On Air) เดนีส x วินตรา

Lo que debía ser un viaje tranquilo con mi suegra se convirtió en una pesadilla. Tras llegar al hotel, fuimos juntas a la piscina del lugar a relajarnos. Sin embargo, una mujer elegantemente vestida se nos acercó, tapándose la nariz y con total desprecio nos dijo: —Este es un hotel de lujo, ¿cómo es posible que haya gente como ustedes aquí? No serán esas personas que se cuelan para usar la piscina, ¿verdad? ¡Es un asco compartir la piscina con ustedes! Me da miedo que nos contagien alguna enfermedad. Mi suegra y yo nos sentimos muy incómodas por sus palabras, pero aún así le respondí, indiferente: —La piscina del hotel es pública , todos los huéspedes pueden usarla. Si no te parece bien, construye una en tu casa. La mujer, furiosa, levantó las cejas y, gritando, dijo: —¿Te atreves a responderme? ¿Sabes quién es mi esposo? Este hotel es de él, y la suite más cara siempre ha sido mía. ¡Les ordeno que se larguen inmediatamente! Huelen a pobreza y han contaminado el agua. ¡Qué asco! Mi suegra y yo nos miramos y, al instante, pudimos ver el mismo desprecio en nuestros ojos. Este hotel es propiedad de Nicolás, ¿en qué momento se convirtió él en el esposo de esa mujer?

I loved Clara deeply. When she was in danger, I didn't hesitate to save her, even at the cost of my own life. The incident left both my legs broken and confined me to a wheelchair, but she promised we'd marry once she passed her medical boards. To help her focus on her studies, I worked tirelessly, wheeling myself around day and night to make ends meet. But behind my back, she rekindled her relationship with Caleb Carter, her childhood sweetheart. One day, I found her in his arms, laughing and happy. I confronted her, demanding to know why she'd betrayed me. She responded by shoving me to the ground, treating me like I was worthless. Then she pulled a scalpel from her medical bag, her hands steady as she held it over my chest. "Caleb needs a heart transplant to live," she said. "Please, help me one last time."

Pengkhianatan telah merobek hatiku dan menghancurkan kepercayaanku, tetapi aku tidak membiarkannya menguasai hidupku. Dalam proses penyembuhan, aku belajar untuk melepaskan beban yang aku pikul. Aku tidak ingin terjebak dalam kesedihan. Jadi, aku memilih bangkit dan menghadapi masa depan dengan kepala tegak. Di tengah masa pemulihan, aku menemukan seseorang yang menghibur. Namun untuk menggantikan posisinya, aku belum siap, karena di depan masih banyak tantangan dan rintangan. Aku tak tahu apakah aku sanggup menghadapinya.