While I Suffered, He Bought Cake For His First Love

‘State you name.’ Luke said. His voice of authority. ‘Vera Rayne.’ He seemed to look like he was in thought. The interview went on. Vera feeling on edge and uncomfortable. Luke, he was just sexually frustrated. ‘Are you married.’ He suddenly demanded. Luke couldn’t help it. Vera was confused as to why he would ask. ‘No,’ she answered, frowning. ‘Boyfriend then.’ Vera frowned deeper. Luke thought it made her look just as beautiful. Vera didn’t know why he would want to know. What it had to do with him. Luke grew irritated by Vera’s silence. His mind going insane thinking that silence meant that she did indeed have a boyfriend. Then he began to imagine, if she did have a boyfriend, what would he look like. What was her type. And so on. ‘No.’ She had finally answered. Luke thought she wasn’t going to. ‘OK,’ he said feeling relieved. Though he would never show it.

He asked for her body. Her loyalty. Her womb. And in return, he gave her a betrayal so cruel it broke something sacred. Nadia was never Greg’s love, just a placeholder for the woman he truly wanted. Used, discarded, and left bleeding in the woods like a broken toy. But fate wasn’t done with her yet. Varic, the cold-blooded Alpha with a vendetta of his own, finds her at her lowest and offers her everything: power, protection and revenge. In exchange, she becomes his Queen. What started as a fake alliance turns into something savage. Something possessive. Because Nadia isn’t just a forgotten omega anymore. She’s the spark of a bloodline long buried. She’s the mate he never wanted.

เมื่อการพบกันโดยบังเอิญ กลายเป็นจุดเริ่มต้นของโชคชะตาที่ไม่อาจหลีกหนี เธอคือคนที่ช่วยชีวิตเขาเอาไว้ และเขา…คือคนที่เธอเผลอตกหลุมรัก ในสถานการณ์ที่ไม่ควรรัก ความบังเอิญค่อย ๆ แปรเปลี่ยนเป็นความปรารถนา จากความรู้สึก…สู่ความต้องการครอบครอง เดร็กหมกมุ่นกับอัยย์ร่านานนับปี และเมื่อเขาต้องการ คำตอบก็มีเพียงหนึ่งเดียว 'เขาต้องได้เธอมา ไม่ว่าวิธีนั้นจะต้องแลกด้วยอะไร' เพราะเมื่อได้เธอมาครอบครองแล้ว… 'อย่าหวังว่าเขาจะยอมปล่อยไป' เมื่อเหตุการณ์บีบบังคับให้ต้องเลือก ระหว่างอยู่กับเขา หรือปล่อยให้พี่สาวของเธอต้องตาย ทางเลือกเดียวที่เหลืออยู่…คือ 'เขา' แม้หัวใจจะปฏิเสธ ไม่อยากรัก แต่ทุกสิ่งที่เขาทำ กลับค่อย ๆ บังคับให้หัวใจยอมจำนน จนคำตอบสุดท้ายในใจเธอมีเพียงหนึ่งเดียว 'เขา…รักแรก และรักเดียว' …แต่เมื่อเด็กสาวผู้อ่อนต่อโลก ต้องเผชิญหน้ากับโลกที่โหดร้ายและบังคับให้เธอเข้มแข็ง ความอ่อนโยนที่เคยมี จำเป็นต้องถูกทิ้งไว้ข้างหลัง เพื่อแลกกับการก้าวเดินต่อไป…และเติบโตด้วยหัวใจที่ไม่เหมือนเดิม

On our wedding day, Lily, the apple of Patrick Luther's eye, tried to kill herself. I grabbed onto his sleeve. "Please don't go." He pried my fingers off, one by one. "Don't make a scene. Lily needs me right now." I watched him walk away, laughing until my eyes turned red. If you don't love me, then I'm done with you. “Patrick, this time I'm the one leaving you."

They say marrying a billionaire is easy, until you’re the one standing at the altar. Ethan Steele is everything I swore to avoid: cold, controlling, and emotionally unavailable. But when death came knocking, I had no choice than to accept a deal that would change everything….

Without Kaelen's knowledge, I had his little plaything sent out of North America. That same night, he cast a blood-vine curse on my parents, banishing them to the wilds—a wasteland prowled by rogues. He was going to trade my parents' lives for the whereabouts of his plaything. Kaelen pushed a communication crystal in front of me. Inside it, my parents were ensnared by blood-red vines, the thorns digging deep into their flesh. Drops of dark crimson blood fell, one by one, onto the barren earth. A countdown timer pulsed in stark red digits on their chests. 23:59:59 23:59:58 He sat across from me, a black suit tailored to perfection molded to his lean, powerful frame. His long fingers tapped a light, steady rhythm on the solid wood table, as if he were waiting for a trivial business deal to close. "Estelle, you have twenty-four hours." His voice was low and calm, laced with a venomous tenderness. "Tell me, where did you send Cassandra?"

I am a badass.. She's like a cotton candy. I am the leader of the gang.. She's like just a baby. I am a jerk.. She's kind and friendly.. We had a different path to take. Mine, are so wide, her are too narrow. We live in the same planet, but it's hard to be collided. It's hard to accept but fuck dude she touched my whole system without her knowing it. And fuck me for admitting it, but for the first time in history.. I am falling hard and... She's... my first love...

Ava couldn't be any happier after realizing the due date for her delivery. Excited and all, she comes back home ready to deliver the good news to her husband, Matt, only to stumble upon him buried deep into the lady whom he claimed was his younger cousin sister. The betrayal hit different after learning the whole truth from them, they intend to make her death look like an accident and take away her inheritance afterwards. They both succeeded in making her fall off the terrace which unfortunately made her lose the pregnancy and her life. Few months later.. The appearance of a wealthy heiress who looks exactly like the late Ava causes a storm in the city after Ryan Manchester, Matt's Uncle, introduces her as his wife. Was it really Ava? or was this all a game carefully crafted?

To Ecca love was something she had longed for as a girl abd she had promised to guide her heart and remain faithful to her husband but life played a fast one on her and she lost it all.Going down the social ladder wasn't what she had ever wanted and definitely not to be her ex husband secretary. Going down the social ladder wasn't what she had ever wanted and definitely not to be her ex husband secretary. But just like a game, they seem to be pawns in life's chessboard when Markos starts falling for her again. Will she give life and love another chance.

"The Rossi family doesn't need a Don. We just need a Donna." As the only heiress of the Rossi family, this was the law that I had set when I received the Browning pistol—a pistol that resembles the ultimate authority in the Rossi family—from my Papa when he was on his deathbed. But three years ago, the police relentlessly investigated the money laundering business that my fiance, Lorenzo Moretti, was in charge of. If that business were to get exposed, the Rossi family's hundred-year-old legacy would be ruined. In order to protect my family's legacy and to allow Lorenzo to continue legalizing my family's businesses, I decided to become the scapegoat for all the crimes. On the rainy night of my arrest, I personally handed the pistol over to Lorenzo. "Protect my family for me before my return." This gave Lorenzo legitimate authority to run my family. He used the pistol to purge my subordinates and take over the family business. He even broke my law by announcing to the public that he'd become the next Don soon. An invitation with golden borders is soon leaked from the family's inner circle. Lorenzo's and another woman's names are printed on the cover. During a visit, my private lawyer says mockingly, "If you don't get out of prison now, the Rossi family might take on another man's last name for real." I just sneer in response. After that, I get bailed out of jail in advance and return home to celebrate Lorenzo's "funeral". But no matter how many times I scan my iris at the biometric scanner in the estate, the result always comes out wrong. A young woman, who's toying with the pistol, opens the door at that moment. The contempt and disdain in her eyes are plain to see. "Where the hell did a crazy woman like you come from? You came to the wrong place. This is my private turf, you know."