When We Were Villains

After whiskey, betrayal, and the undeniable urge to spite her cheating, gay ex, Maeve Summers had a one-night stand with a gorgeous stranger. Six years later, former detective turned journalist Maeve is horrified to discover he was Aurelian Morgenstein, the mysterious mafia lord she must interview to save her crumbling career. With piercing blue eyes and a jet-black serpent tattoo coiling around his hand, Elian is every bit as tempting as he is dangerous. Especially when her five-year-old daughter, Sia, shares his infamous gaze. Now, Maeve must decide what’s more at risk: her career, her heart, or the truth about Sia’s father.

เพื่อนสนิทคิดไม่ซื่อ คนใกล้ตัวรุกหนักริอยากข้ามเส้นเป็นผัว นี่ก็คือนิยามความสัมพันธ์หลังจากกลับมาเจอกันอีกครั้งของเพื่อนรักเพื่อนแท้ ป้อมปราบเฝ้ามองผู้หญิงแสนดีคนหนึ่งด้วยแววตาซ่อนเร้นความรู้สึกมานานเกือบยี่สิบปี แอบชอบเธอ แอบหึงหวงเธอเงียบๆ และอยากให้เธอมีความสุขกว่าใคร ทุกครั้งที่เมลลินเล่าอย่างตื่นเต้นว่าชมชอบไอ้หนุ่มคนไหน เวลาที่ขอคำปรึกษาเรื่องผู้ชายพวกนั้นกับเขา สิ่งหนึ่งที่อยากบอกเพื่อนสาวใจจะขาดคือ ไม่ต้องทำอะไรเลย ไม่ต้องไปชอบใคร ไม่ต้องแบ่งสายตาไปให้คนอื่น เขาต้องการเป็นผู้ชายคนเดียวที่เธอรัก หน่วงเหนี่ยวเธอไว้ด้วยค่ำคืนยาวนานอันแสนหวาน และเมื่อสวรรค์หยิบยื่นโอกาสที่ไม่คาดฝันมาให้ ต่อจากนี้ก็เตรียมตัวเตรียมใจเอาไว้ มันจะไม่จบแค่วันไนท์สแตนด์แน่นอน

I was diagnosed with stomach cancer and needed a total gastrectomy. My husband, who was hailed as a rising star in the medical field, personally performed the surgery on me. However, after the operation, my health only worsened. He told me that the cancer had spread too quickly, and there was no hope left. It was not until I accidentally came across a hidden medical report and a massive insurance policy that I learned the truth—I never had stomach cancer. Not only had he removed my stomach, but he had also taken my uterus. Desperate, I confronted him, asking why he did that to me. He held his mistress in his arms, looking at me with disgust as he said, "If your father weren't the director, do you think I would've married you? You're not even worthy of being in the same room as Mabel. After one more surgery to remove your stomach, I'll be promoted to chief physician. "Didn't you claim to love me so much? I'm just using your body to help me and Mabel get ahead... I'm doing you a favor." Then, he and his mistress threw me off the building, making it look like a suicide. When I opened my eyes again, I had gone back to the day of my stomach surgery.

Rome has been angry with Cayson Montemayor for more than a decade now, but the young woman can do nothing but show kindness to him because her entire family works and teaches at the school owned by the young man's family. One night, she found herself at a party that would lead to her greatest misery. She got drunk and went into the wrong room. The next morning, she woke up naked beside the devil himself, Cayson Montemayor. Something happened to them that night; an incident he thought was a bad dream caused by the spirit of alcohol. She asked him to forget about what happened that night, and they agreed to never speak of it again. But thirty days later, she found herself pregnant with Cayson Montemayor's child. And her family wanted to know the truth. How could she tell them the truth without tarnishing the family name and not being forced to marry the father of the child she was carrying? She would never marry and live with that man under the same roof, she would die to be with that demon every day! But does she have any choices?

Caleb Villarreal lived his life in perfect control of his empire, his time, and even the emptiness in his own heart. Until Lyra arrived. The girl he should never want… Yet the only one he could never resist. Inside the Villarreal mansion, every glance between them was forbidden. Every attempt to look away only made the tension burn hotter. His cold stares. Her hidden longing. A fire they both pretended not to feel. Until one night a storm, a flooded road, one hotel room, and a temptation neither of them could outrun. One touch. One kiss. And every rule they swore to follow was shattered in an instant. That night, they learned a truth neither of them could deny: Desire may be forbidden… But it never asks for permission. And when longing turns into wildfire, Who has the right or the power to stop it?

To help cover our household expenses, I often sold second-hand items online. Late one night, a new listing suddenly appeared under my husband's account. [Private trainer for sale. Almost new. Obedient and resilient. No upkeep required. Cash only.] The attached photo showed a woman from behind, caught in the middle of a yoga pose. The red mole at her waist stood out clearly. It was me. The comments section erupted within seconds. Men with usernames like 'LocalHunter' started bidding aggressively. [Five hundred. Thirty minutes. Pickup only. No negotiations.] [Are you kidding? Two thousand. All night. I'll bring my own gear.] My husband immediately replied to the highest bidder: Adrian 'The Butcher' Kane. [Deal. She's in the bedroom. The door isn't locked. Go straight in.] In the next moment, the bedroom doorknob slowly began to turn from the other side.

She is the contract wife of his nephew, who got into his bed after drinking. He is the most powerful billionaire in the city who had no thoughts about any relationship except the strange woman he met that night. One night sex made her lose her virginity and made him addicted to the sweet and soft strange woman. A family reunion drove her to meet her first man again. She tried to hide the ONS memory and avoid his eye contact. But he turned out to be her contracted husband's uncle! When she hides in the upstairs lounge to escape the lively crowd, he was already in the room. The sweet smell and soft skin brought him back to the night. Holding the little woman in his arms, he said, "Divorce my nephew, marry me!"

Isabella has spent her nineteen years trapped in a gilded cage, never knowing freedom, always under the oppressive control of her father. Using her mother as a pawn, he manipulates and confines her, forcing her into a marriage with a man she doesn't want. Her life is one of obedience, secrets, and silent rebellion-until Landon Volkov enters it. Landon is an FBI profiler with ties to the shadowy underworld, a man everyone fears and no one dares cross. Cold, controlled, and lethal, he has always kept the world at arm's length-until Isabella awakens something in him no one else ever could. Drawn together by danger, desire, and an unspoken understanding, Isabella and Landon are pulled into a high-stakes game of power, obsession, and self-discovery. As their connection grows, Landon becomes obsessed with the real Isabella-the girl behind the cage, the one who refuses to be silenced. But in a world where control is currency and betrayal lurks around every corner, can Isabella claim her freedom without losing herself... or the man who might destroy everything for her?

"asan ako!!.wait ...gosh ..awws aray!" dahang tumumayo si Zaira pababa sa kama .Hindi niya matandaan ang nangyari lahat kagabi ang tanging naalala niya lang ay nagkayayaan silang mag bar ng mga kaibigan niya dahil ang isa sa kanila ay broken dahil hindi siya umiinum ng alak ay naimpluwensyahan siya ng mga kaibigan na maparami ng inum .Hanggang doon lang ang naalala niyang pangyayari. Pagsipat niya sa banyo ay nakailaw ito dahil ang pintuan nito ay puting salamin. "awww ..hindi na ako virgin!" nangingiyak niyang pinulot ang nagkalat na damit sa sahig. "panty ko !!" mas umiyak siya sa nakitang panty nito na sirang sira. "sino ka bang lalaki ka at ang hars mong tanggalin sirain tong panty ko!" masamang tingin ang pinukol niya sa banyo at nagmadaling sinuot ang kanyang dress .Nanlalamig ang kanyang pagkababae dahil s hangin na pumapasok nito mula sa ibaba wala siyang panty kaya medyo ilang siyang maglakad lalo masakit ang kanyang pagkababae. Kinuha niya ang mahabang coat ng lalaki at inamoy. "not bad..andito sa pinas pero naka coat ..ano siya billionaire!" bilis siyang lumabas mula sa kwarto at bilis lumabas. Tumingala siya at nakita ang " Romantic Hotel" alinlangan siyang napangiwi. Nakasakay siya agad ng taxi. Paglabas mi Kyler sa banyo ay nadatnan ng wala ang babaeng pinagsawahan niya. Natuwa siya sa babae dahil virgin pa ito at aggresibo din. "pwedeng malaman name ng babaeng regalo niyo sa akin?".Bungad niya sa kausap "bro sorry .Akala namin nakarating yung babaeng regalo namin sayo hindi pala Naaksidente si Mika kaya hindi siya nakarating .I dont know her!" .lumunok siya at huminga ng malalim. Pinulot niya ang sirang panty ng babae at natawa siya dito. "hahanapin kita " bulong ng kanyang isip.

When my ex-husband, Hanson Rowse, got remarried, I jumped into the ocean with our ten-year-old daughter, Tess Rowse, in my arms. The police called Hanson and my parents. The wedding reception was cut short, and they all rushed over. My soul hung in the air above it all, watching as Tess was pulled from the water. The sight of her hit like a blade to the chest. At the hospital, my parents looked at her with nothing but cold indifference. My brother, Edward Wells, didn't hesitate. He stepped forward and slapped her hard across the face. "You're just like your mother! Always causing trouble and pulling cheap stunts like this just to get attention." Hanson's fists clenched. He scanned the area, and when he couldn't see me anywhere, anger spilled into his eyes. "Where's Melody? She picked my wedding day to pull this stunt, and now she won't even show her face? If she really wanted to die, why leave behind this burden?" At his words, Tess suddenly moved. She stumbled toward the window, climbed up, and before anyone could react, she jumped. The room went dead silent for a heartbeat. Then, the screaming started. What they didn't know was this: the first thing Tess and I learned at that reform school was obedience.