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Infertile by Her Hand, Pregnant by My Husband
The day I'm exposed as a fake heiress of a wealthy family, the real heiress, Rowena Fairchild, storms into the house and stabs me repeatedly in the abdomen. She robs me of my chance to ever become a mother. My fiance, Thaddeus Crowley, flies into a rage, and my parents also rush to declare that they'll never acknowledge her. To appease me, Thaddeus proposes to me almost immediately, and my parents even issue a document officially cutting ties with Rowena. They tell me to just focus on my recovery. Later, they tell me that Rowena has fled overseas and has been sold to Corovia, a country up north. They say it's karma, and I believe them. It isn't until six years into my marriage that I see the woman who's supposed to be suffering in Corovia. She's nestled in my now-husband's arms, heavily pregnant. Sighing, she says, "If I hadn't lost my temper and made that mistake six years ago, it wouldn't have been Marisol who married you. "It's a good thing you, Mom, and Dad all took my side. Otherwise, I would've been sent to prison by that fraud. I bet that damn imposter never once imagined that I've been living under her nose all these years, or that I'm carrying your child. "Once I give birth, you can just find an excuse to adopt the baby. Then that fraud can spend the rest of her life as the nanny to my child. "Thank you for everything you've done these past years, Thaddeus." Her loving gaze makes Thaddeus' cheeks flush red. "Don't say that. Marrying her was the only way to keep your reputation intact. As long as you're safe and happy, everything I do is worth it." As it turns out, the husband I believe to be my true love has been lying to me all along, and my parents have only just been covering for their real daughter, too. In that case, I don't want any of them anymore.
Desire to Control Her
He was the strictest Dom, loves to control women and she was a free bird, didn't like to be controlled by anybody. He was into the BDSM and she hates it. He was finding a challenging submissive for himself and she was a perfect match for him but she wasn't ready to accept his offer because she lived her life without any rules and regulations. She wanted to fly high like a free bird without any limitations. He has a burning desire to control her because she was his perfect choice but she was a hard nut to crack. He was crazy to make her his submissive and control her mind, soul and body. What will be the spark between them? Will it end with Dom dropping the whip or the bird getting into the cage?To know these answers join the cute and intense journey of the hot and strictest Master and his cute little butterfly.***"I flared up by looking at the person like you." "What do you mean by this?" "I mean you're a Dominant who controls people life and I hate it." "You don't know anything, butterfly. At least experience it, then hate it." "It will be better if I throw you out of the cafe by kicking your ass." His eyes widened a bit in shock. "This will also be a new experience for me." I grinned. "Butterfly, you will regret if you ever do this to me or even say this to me again." His tone became stern suddenly."Oh, I'm so scared." I scoffed. "Fuck you and get the hell out of my cafe if you don't want me to kick your ass."He frowned and dragged me to the backside of the cafe by seizing my wrist.Then he pushed me into the party hall and hurriedly locked the door. "What the fuck do you think of yourself? You," "Shut up." He roared, cutting my words.He again grasped my wrist and dragged me to the sofa. He sat down and with a swift motion, he yanked me down and bent me over his lap. He pinned me against the sofa by pressing his hand on my back and locked my legs between his legs.What he is doing? Fear rushed down my spine.
From Love to Betrayal: You’re No Longer Worth Her
The richest and most notorious mafia leader in Gasteron, Jared Fender, is deeply in love with Tamara Wesley, a regular nurse.From the moment they first meet, Jared wants nothing more than to cherish Tamara, to make the whole world know that she belongs to him. He will do anything for her.Tamara loves cherry blossoms, so Jared obtains 999 cherry blossom trees and plants them all over Gasteron.When Tamara tells him that she doesn't like it that there was blood on his hands, he makes an oath never to kill again.On the day he confesses his feelings for her, he writes her 99 love letters and organizes a man-made meteor shower all over the globe, spelling out in the sky, "I love you, Tamara Wesley."When he wants to marry her, he endures 99 strokes of the cane from his mafia family. He is willing to give up his position as the next heir of the family and go through the brutal torture with gritted teeth, all for the sake of marrying Tamara."The only person I will ever marry in my life is Tamara Wesley."He loves Tamara so much that he even donates one of his kidneys to her after she got into an accident.This time, however, Jared ties Tamara's father, Fred Wesley, to the bow of his yacht, and it is all for the sake of another woman whom Jared claims is just one of his "toys"—Queenie Lambert."You have three minutes left."If you still refuse to tell me where Queenie is, you can go ahead and fish your father's dead body from the bottom of the sea!"
Her Tears Are His Weakness
The prince of Jedo, Leonardo Garrett, is known for his cold, untouchable, and ascetic nature. A string of rosary beads hangs from his wrist, making him look as if he's one step away from renouncing the world and remaining celibate forever. While his friends indulge in the pleasures of high society, he simply shrugs and says, "I'm not interested, nor do I understand it. But you guys can go ahead." This changes one day, when the pressure to marry becomes unbearable. Cornered, Leonardo declares, "If I have to get married, I'd rather make a vow of celibacy." His grandfather nearly has a heart attack. Meanwhile, Samantha Newton, a fake heiress who's been kicked out of her family, is left with nothing—no parents, no status, and no wealth. Mocked by others and forced to scrape by, she takes on part-time jobs just to survive. By sheer accident, while delivering alcohol one night, she walks into the wrong room and meets Leonardo. "What scent are you wearing? Is it some kind of love potion? Because it's working." From that moment on, Leonardo is completely addicted to her. The once cold and distant man falls hard, his devotion unwavering, his obsession unstoppable. He willingly steps down from his pedestal, letting love consume him. Before, while others clocked out, Leonardo worked late into the night. Now, while others are furiously typing away, Leonardo clocks out early. "Work is work, but home is home. My wife can't live without me—I'm heading out first." Wait a second… who can't live without whom? So, while the rest of them slave away like workhorses, Leonardo becomes the ultimate lovesick fool?
Madame, Your Sock Puppet Was Lost Again
Rona, an adopted daughter, grew up in the countryside and was then allowed to come back to the family one day. Rumour had it that she was illiterate, rude, greedy and ugly and that she dropped out of high school. Lorenzo backed her up online: Honey, you saved my life before, and I want to marry you to show my appreciation. I’m waiting for you! It was well-known that Lorenzo was destined to die before thirty. But the truth was that he had been thirty years old and was showing his affection online! They commented, trying to persuade him: Lorenzo, don’t be blinded. She’s not worthy of you. Lorenzo posted her certificates: She’s a professor by courtesy at City H and an honorary professor at Country A. Indeed I’m not good enough for her. Honey, love you! When her fake identities were exposed one by one, those onlookers finally realized what Lorenzo meant. Lorenzo justified for her online and asked for her love and care offline. “Honey, today I’m captivated by you, as usual. Love you!” “Honey, you’re so awesome. You have many sock puppets!” Rona, who didn’t have any experience in love, felt Lorenzo extremely annoying. He had confessed to her 107 times! When he approached her again, Rona pushed him away and uttered two words coldly, “Fuck off!” When the onlookers learned about Rona’s sock puppets, they excitedly required him to make an apology. Lorenzo stood in front of them arrogantly and pointed at Rona, “She’s my wife.”
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