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Twisted Love, Sweet Revenge
Urban RomanceI'm Miranda Oakley. I've had 99 hymen reconstruction surgeries because my boyfriend, Carson Stallone, likes it that way. He promises to marry me after I undergo the same surgery for the 100th time.I leave the hospital in glee. Tonight, I plan to give Carson an unforgettable night as it's our 100th time making love.I cautiously push open the mansion door and suddenly overhear chatter and laughter inside, and my name is also brought up in conversation.I stop walking at once."Carson, I can't believe that you've managed to fool the most elite social butterfly in Seafare City, and she still thinks that you're going to marry her."What if she finds out that your fiancee won't even be her two weeks from now? Do you think she's going to lose her mind? She might even send her clients to get revenge on you!"Carson takes a drag on his cigarette and smirks. "She wouldn't dare. I have videos of her doing the deed with 99 different men. If she tries anything, I'll just leak them all online and make her infamous for the rest of her life.""Oh god, that's genius, Carson! She probably still doesn't know that you weren't the one sleeping with her each time, but rather a bunch of random old men!"Carson's friends clap in delight and praise him for his brilliance and ruthlessness. I freeze completely in shock. No wonder Carson always brings me a warm glass of milk every time we sleep together. It was so that other men could take advantage of me.I tear up the reconstruction surgery report and turn to leave.Since he isn't planning to propose to me, then I'm going to fulfill his wishes and find someone else to marry.
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Keep the Baby, Leave the Man
Urban RomanceWhen Andrew Bergman's 99th mistress seeks me out, I'm in the middle of a manicure session. She tosses me an ultrasound report. "You must be Andrew's wife, right? I'm pregnant with his baby, so you'd better divorce him soon." I merely shoot her a glance before pulling out a stack of evidence recording her feats of sleeping around with other men and throwing them in her face. The woman's attitude went through a 180-degree change. She ripped up the report instantly. "I'll cut off all ties with Andrew right away!" I admire my freshly done nails, which are painted sanguine red—just like blood. I did spend eight hours on them, after all. One minute later, I tell the nail tech, "You can get rid of them now." After all, I have a "ferocious battle" in bed tonight. It'll be difficult for me to put my skills to good use if I still have my fake nails on. Ever since I got married to Andrew, I've been either dealing with his mistresses or on my way to dealing with them. I've long since become the biggest laughingstock in the upper crust. Whenever the other socialites see me, they tend to make fun of me by asking me for tips and tricks to discover if their spouses have cheated on them. Honestly speaking, I don't care about Andrew's flings with other women. What I care about is the fact that those women will fight with me for his wealth. Besides, whenever I discover a new mistress, Andrew agrees to fulfill one wish for me unconditionally. This time, I wish to have a child with him.
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A Joke That Nearly Killed Me
Urban RomanceI'm a photographer who has been specifically invited by Native Geographic to hike up Mount Morac in order to take a cover photo for the next issue. Halfway up the mountain, I feel short of breath, and my heart keeps hammering in my chest. At the same time, I can feel my temples pulsing rapidly. Realizing that these are the symptoms of altitude sickness, I quickly dig out an oxygen canister and inhale from it sharply. But as soon as the gas hits my lungs, I realize that something is wrong. Immediately, I turn to look at my fiance, Julian Gray. "What the hell is this?" Strangely enough, my voice comes out shrill and high-pitched. I sound just like a cartoon character. As soon as Julian and his junior colleague, Bianca Reed, hear my voice, they burst out in laughter. "Ahahaha! Oh my god, you're too funny! Hahahah!" Both of them holler in laughter. Bianca even starts hammering the snowy ground in a dramatic fashion. I instantly realize that Julian and Bianca have secretly swapped out the life-saving oxygen canister to a helium canister instead just so they can pull a prank on me. Once they finally have their fill of laughing at me, I manage to hiss out, "Give… Give me… the oxygen… canister…" After Julian wipes his tears of laughter away, he waves a hand at me casually. "Oh, Bianca's physically weak, so I've given her the oxygen canister. You're a strong one—just hang in there, and it'll pass soon enough." I don't bother wasting my breath arguing with Julian. With trembling hands, I dig out a satellite phone. "Mr. Perez, someone has maliciously switched out my oxygen canister to something else. I'm suffering from a severe case of altitude sickness right now. Please arrange for a rescue team to pick me up as soon as possible."
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