Her impression of him when she first met him was that he was someone weak and foolish despite being so tall; someone born to be bullied. Who would have thought that everything was just a mere act! He was as bad as the ones who bullied him. No, in fact, he was worse than them. Strong like a tiger, cunning like a fox and deviously charming like the devil himself... How did someone like her fall in love with him? No, how did someone like him fall in love with her? She was just like a naïve little bunny with a gentle beauty and brains to study or that... was what he thought all along.
Summer break, one of the most awaited times by the high school youngsters. Even so, all had their own reasons.
The minority will choose to be lazy and will enjoy their holidays to the fullest, resting or playing here and there while the majority, whereas it was by pressure or by the motivation to fulfil their more desired dreams, will gladly past their time in summer academies or diligently study with a tutor or by themselves at home.
Hence, as we follow the latter example, a young girl of fair skin and big dark eyes was looking at an opened English textbook with an unfocused gaze. She had tried her best to study by herself in her room but it had passed an hour and she hadn't flipped a page, and that wasn't surprising as her pretty eyes with long eyelashes hadn't read a single word since she had opened the book.
She couldn't concentrate and lately, it was happening rather frequently. It couldn't be helped though; she had got many things to think about.
'What would have happened if I hadn't met him?
Would have my high school life gone more smoothly?
Would have my eyes not cried out so many tears?
Would have my heart been at easy and not being drowned by doubts?
How many troubles could I have avoided?' Those were the questions that had been hovering in her mind for the past hour and no answer had been given to any of them. But being left without a response was unimportant as it was a thing that had become usual and it wasn't a surprise either.
"Haah, " she sighed.
Whenever she will begin to reply to her questions and make herself enter into reason, she will always end up remembering a pair of deep and bottomless dark eyes along with a pair of charming thin lips smiling at her.
*Thud* She let her forehead hit the book with her eyes closed.
'His haughty eyes and devil like smile... were they always like that?' At length, she thought of something she didn't usually think about.
"Ughh..." She turned her head around without raising her head to look outside the big window that was beside her bed as she untied her bun with one of her hands, letting the long strands of her silky dark hair fell all over her desk.
Her head felt much better now but she still rubbed her temples as she looked at the sunny sky with remembrance, "Again, how did all begin?"
Huan Meirong was blinded by love and took things for granted. Despite being smart and powerful, she was deceived by her most beloved person, her husband, the Emperor of Huang Empire along her most trusted friend. She was played by them from the start; all the love and laughs had been all false! How naive had she been! In the end, she was drugged and her heart was stabbed by the hands of her best friend as her husband watched with cold eyes; there was no love within them, she must have been truly blind to not have seen it in all the years she had been by his side. But the Heavens were benevolent and gave her a second opportunity. She was reborn in a different body, recovering her youthful looks but as she had told herself in her death many times, she was really blind and not in a figurative manner, her eyes couldn't see.
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”
Due to the plight of her family, Phoebe had no choice but to embark on the path of selling herself. In an accident, she had a tangled night with Alexander. Everything began to derail, and even if she fled to the ends of the earth, she would still be found by him and entangled... *** Phoebe screamed in frustration, "What do you want from me?" What was this supposed to be? He raised an eyebrow wickedly. "What do I want? You'll find out soon enough." With that, he hoisted her up and carried her back into the office. The door slammed shut with a kick, and he cleared the desk with a sweep of his arm before laying her down on it, his body pinning hers in place, completely trapping her in his grasp. Every cell in his body was telling him he wanted her. He wanted to claim her again. This time, there would be no escape for her-he wouldn't let her slip away. Never again. If he had suffered for five years, then this woman wouldn't get off easily either!
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”
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."