To pay the debt, she substituted for the bride and married him, the devil everyone feared and respected. She's desperate and out of options. He's ruthless and out of patience. He took a bite of her sweetness, and gradually submitted to the addictive lust. Before he came to his realization, he was already unable to extricate himself from her. Desire triggered their story, but how would this conditional love continue?
"Dad, please. I don't want to marry a total stranger. Please don't force me into such a marriage!" Ayla Woodsen was kneeling on the floor in front of Clayton, her adoptive father. Tears ran down her cheeks and her delicate face was twisted with an expression of deep pain. She pulled on Clayton's sleeve as she begged.
Clayton looked at her sternly and said coldly, "If you don't marry him, it will be your elder sister who would have to. I have raised you all these years, Ayla. Now I want you to do something for me in return. Marry this man for your sister's sake!" From Clayton's tone, it was clear that his decision was made and nothing Ayla said or did could change his mind.
Ayla clasped her hands fervently and begged the man she called "Dad" all the more. "Dad, you know I like Toby. He promised he would come back and marry me. I can't marry anyone else." She prayed in her heart that her father would change his mind.
However, Clayton was adamant. "If Toby really wants to marry you, why hasn't he called you all these years? Come on, Ayla, don't be fooled. It is obvious that he has no intention of marrying you."
"But..."
"Enough! I owe Mr. Clark a huge amount of money and I can't pay it back! Do you want his men to beat me to death?" Clayton snapped.
At this point, Ayla's eyes were blurred by tears. She knew that her fate was sealed and there was nothing she could do. She slowly let down her hands.
Suddenly, the front door was kicked open in a loud bang and several strong men all dressed in black came in.
"Mr. Clark wants to see you now," one of the men said coldly.
"Where are you taking me?" Ayla hid herself in a corner of the room. She looked scared and was shaking all over.
Two men rudely pulled her up and dragged her out.
She resisted and struggled to free herself, but all went in vain.
......
An hour later, in the presidential suite of Hyatt Hotel
Ayla was thrown heavily to the floor by her abductors.
"Look at me, Arlene Woodsen," Brian Clark said calmly. Though his voice was low, his tone was cold enough to stop Ayla from thinking about running.
Arlene Woodsen was in fact her elder sister. However, Ayla couldn't tell this man that.
"Are you really trying to pretend to be innocent?" Brian asked leisurely with his legs crossed as he stared casually at the woman on the floor in front of him.
At this moment, a rough voice sounded close to Ayla's ear. "Didn't you hear Mr. Clark?"
The next second, her chin was raised ruthlessly. Everyone in the room saw her face clearly, and she could also see the man sitting in the middle of the room.
"Wow, she's a pretty chick, Mr. Clark. No wonder so many men want her," someone commented.
Ayla was indeed a very beautiful woman. She was only nineteen years old, and she had a very curvy body.
"Are you scared?" Brian finally stood up from the sofa and looked down at her.
"I... I..." Ayla stammered, but she couldn't say anything. She just didn't know what to say, especially to a man like Brian.
"Miss Woodsen, I heard that you are a social butterfly. Rumor has it that night clubs are your second home and you have countless sex partners. What are you so scared of now?" A scornful smile appeared on Brian's face as he spoke. If he hadn't heard about Arlene's reputation, he might have been fooled by the innocent look on the face of this woman.
"That's not true!" Ayla finally mustered the courage to speak. She couldn't accept to be treated like a frivolous woman, which she was not.
Brian was confused by what she said. What wasn't true? Did she mean she didn't have sex partners or that she wasn't scared?
However, he didn't bother to ask.
"All right, all right. Let's go! We'd better not ruin Mr. Clark's mood," the leading man in black said.
The next moment, all the men left the room.
There were only Brian and Ayla in the room now.
Brian looked at her and pointed at a seat next to him. "Sit here," he said coldly.
Ayla got up nervously and sat down. Then, he handed her a glass of red wine. "Drink it!"
"I don't drink," she said, shaking her head in refusal. She actually was not a drinker.
Brian waggled the glass in his hand lightly and seemed thoughtful for a while. This girl was really interesting. After a while, his cold voice sounded again.
"If you don't want to drink, then go to bed."
To pay the debt, she substituted for the bride and married him, the devil everyone feared and respected. She’s desperate and out of options. He’s ruthless and out of patience. He took a bite of her sweetness, and gradually submitted to the addictive lust. Before he came to his realization, he was already unable to extricate himself from her. Desire triggered their story, but how would this conditional love continue?
To pay the debt, she substituted for the bride and married him, the devil everyone feared and respected. She’s desperate and out of options. He’s ruthless and out of patience. He took a bite of her sweetness, and gradually submitted to the addictive lust. Before he came to his realization, he was already unable to extricate himself from her. Desire triggered their story, but how would this conditional love continue?
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
"I stood at the edge of my heart and watched him choose her. In the end, I was not the one he needed. I was simply the one he settled for." - Noelle ~~~~~~~ I thought I was the one he loved. But a few days before our wedding, I saw him in a way I never had before. His eyes softened as he spoke to her. His first love, and the very woman who had left him in pieces. Heartbreak was something I knew too well. And as I watched the love he still held for her in his eyes, I realized what I had to do. I couldn't marry a man who wasn't truly mine. With no means to cancel the wedding and lacking the courage to confront him, I made a desperate choice to leave. I painfully gave his first love my treasured engagement ring thinking it was for the best and the only way to free myself. But when he saw that ring on her finger, the fragile world I had tried to escape began to shatter. His obsession to find me and bring me back ignited a dangerous game of cat and mouse.
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
Kara Martin was known as Miss Perfect. She was a beauty with good personality and successful career. Unfortunately, her life changed at one night. She was accused of adultery, losing her job, and abandoned by her fiance. The arrogant man who slept with her did not want to take responsibility. He even threatened to kill her if they met again. What's worse, Kara was pregnant with twins and she chose to give birth to them. Four and a half years later, Kara returned to work at a large company. As the secretary, she would frequently face their notorious CEO. Kara thought it wouldn't be a problem, but as it turned out ... the CEO was the father of the twins!
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
Aria Wilson agrees to her step- sister offers to have a one night stand with an old man interchange for large amounts. It will be use for his brother's operation. What they don't know is the man she had sex with is turned out to be Jake Thomson! The most powerful man in Golden City, a multi-billionaire. Her step- sister Ayah, pretended that she is the one he was with that night so she is the on who gained wealth. Aria got pregnant and walked away but after five years she came back and her children...