Unscramble Insult

I send my sister, Lola Graham, to my couture boutique to pick out a wedding dress. As she is leaving, a trainee clerk, Kayla Larson, demands three million for the gown. Helpless, Lola says my name. "I'm the owner's sister. I don't have to pay." Kayla rolls her eyes. "You're pranking the wrong store. Our boss doesn't have a sister. You're just broke and trying to scam us!" she snapped, blocking my sister's way. "This is your last warning—either pay up, or I'll rip that dress off you and throw you out!" Stunned, Lola calls me. When I rush over, I hear my long-time store manager standing deferentially behind Kayla, warning Lola, "You'd better behave. The woman in front of you is our boss' wife. Cross her, and you'll regret it." "Trying to fake your way in here? You've got some nerve," Kayla sneers, adding to my sister's humiliation. My hand freezes on the door. Without hesitation, I cut off my husband's secondary credit card and call him. "Have I been too generous with you? Or did giving you too much money make you think you could afford another woman behind my back?"

At a class reunion, I ended up getting together with my high school crush. However, one evening, as I was scrolling through a social media platform, I was suddenly bombarded with mentions tagging me in a shocking post. The content left me seeing stars. "My girlfriend has a car, a house, a great degree, and she's stunning. Yet, somehow, she's into me! Haha!" "To be honest, she's too exceptional, and it's kind of killing my sense of masculinity. Once I manage to get my hands on her assets, I'll have her give me two kids and then live life on my own terms. She won’t be able to control me then." "You guys can stay jealous. Not like you know her anyway, so what can you even do to me?"

"Here are the leftovers for you, hurry up and finish them!" Marcel glanced at the plates filled with scattered rice, chicken bones with a little meat still attached, and vegetable soup with only the soup left. "Eat on the floor, as usual." Marcel looked down and looked at his wife, Shirley. "You have the nerve to tell me to finish your brothers' leftovers?" asked Marcel in a protesting tone, as he frowned reluctantly at the plates. The oppression Marcel experienced made him want to end his life by downing his parents' formula. However, instead of dying, he was transformed into a powerful being! Will his wife's family apologize?

In a luxury boutique, a male influencer and I are eyeing the same watch. I'm about to give it up when I hear the salesperson yell at me in a shrill voice, "Get your filthy hands off it right now! Mr. Parr saw it first. How dare you compete with him? He's an important customer of our store!" I freeze and see Alan Parr staring at me with utter disgust, his arms crossed. "You think a country bumpkin like you deserves that watch? Do you even know how much its accessories cost? A pauper like you definitely can't afford it!" he snaps, then holds up a card and signs the receipt. However, the name he signs is my wife's. The supplementary card he's holding is the one I gave my wife for her allowance.

Rica Skye Ordiza, a spoiled bratinila Heiress, is forced to into an arranged marriage by a secret with the cold and ruthless billionaire, Clavio Javier Del Rio. For her, it's a cage For him, it's an insult But as pride turns into passion and hate begins to blur into desire, both will realize that love isn't something you can control. In this dangerous game between heart and power, who will surrender first?

Everyone in the upper echelons of society knows that Lewis Alvarez has someone he cherishes like a priceless treasure. He allows her to spend money like it was nothing, flies into a rage at the slightest insult to her, and would willingly sacrifice his life for her. However, those same people also know that Lewis was married to someone else. She’s a mute woman who might as well doesn’t exist. She was only a fragile flower that relied on Lewis to survive.At least, that’s what Lewis thinks of his wife, Josephine Vance. That is until the day she hands him a divorce agreement. That’s what breaks his cool aloofness.

After a series of repeated near death experiences, reclusive billionaire Callum West is forced to accept personal protection. To add insult to injury, his new bodyguard, Roman, doesn't care about his billionaire status which irks him to no end. When Callum's gay status is brought to light and corporate vultures begin to circle around, Roman proposes an audacious solution: a fake marriage for one year that would protect Callum's image and life only if he lets Roman in. What he didn't expect was to fall for Callum and now he's stuck unsure of what to do with the hatred he's harboured for the billionaire even as other feelings begin to rise.

He had once sworn I was his fated Luna, the Omega he cherished above all. However, just a month shy of our bonding, he decided to repay a life-saving grace by fathering a child with his old flame. To add insult to injury, he swiped the herbal research I was on the cusp of unveiling. He claimed he was trapped, obligated to both sides. I, however, was done with him. I cut ties, called off our Bonding Ceremony, and set off for the Northwood tundra to lose myself in my research. Two years on, he pleaded for my return, professing I was his one true love. However, by then, I was renowned far and wide, and he was nothing to me.

“He dared fool me like this? Send such me a wolfless creature and call it a prize? You are no prize? You are an insult!” ** Feyre, an outcast due to her lack of abilities, is chosen as a Warprize to the ruthless Lycan King, Xaden. Despite her hopes for a new beginning, she encounters Xaden's cruel nature firsthand. Being wolfless ignites Xaden's rage, and Feyre becomes a powerless pawn in his lavish but oppressive world. Stripped of her dignity and subjected to his desires, she's reminded constantly of her worthlessness. The choice of life or death is in Xaden's hands, leaving Feyre trapped in a nightmarish existence. Would she ever be saved from his cruel hand? Or would she be able to fight her way out?

Wrong bride? Check. Contract marriage signed in desperation? Absolutely. Happily ever after? Let’s not insult each other. Alora Blackwood never planned to marry the man who ruined her life or the one who hated her family. But when her brother is framed for the murder of one of the most powerful men in the city, desperation sends her twin sister into the office of his son, Lucien Vale. The strategic Ceo who doesn’t want apologies but wants is a wife to enforce a stable claim on the company. Just two years of a binding contract for her brother’s freedom in exchange. But what Leyla doesn’t know is that Lucien didn’t choose her by accident and what Lucien doesn’t know… is that the woman walking down the aisle was never Leyla. It's Alora. And lies... make the most dangerous vows.