Lena and her best friend fell out of love at the same time. They went to a bar and drowned themselves in alcohol to get over their love pain. But when it was time for them to pay the bill, Lena and her friend realized that they had run out of cash. Having no option left, they casually pulled a man to pay the bills. Later, to pay off the debt, Lena gave herself out to the man for the night. But even though in a drowsy state, the man beside her felt eerily familiar. It took Lena some time to identify him. Cliff?! Yes, it was him! The man she had known since her childhood. As the realization dawned upon Lena, she got so petrifies that she immediately rolled down from the bed and ran away. Two months later, she went to the hospital and found out that she was pregnant. "Should I keep this baby or not?" At a time when Lena's world was almost falling apart due to this dilemma, a familiar voice sounded from her back...
"Sherlock, please don't, Sherlock..." Her eyes widened in panic as she pushed the man lying on her lap. Her fingers trailed down his cheeks.
The outgoing and humorous man darkened at the sight of her in panic. However, soon enough, the displeasure vanished, highlighting his handsome features.
"Lena," he said smoothly, raising up to kiss her on the cheek.
"I..." Lena Mu could only bite her lips, looking all too much like a porcelain doll.
"Lena," he whispered again, and his hoarse voice could barely be heard. His lips brushed up against her earlobe, and she shivered.
Lena Mu backed away just a bit, as a hand was trailing down her skin.
She loved Sherlock Mo,
so why was she so uncomfortable around him? The moment his fingers trailed down her skin, it felt as if her stomach was chewing her inside out, and not in a good way.
The close contact was making her skin crawl.
However, she pushed herself to be calm. 'If only Cliff were here, everything would be fine.'
He'd help her, right?
"Lena, listen to me. I mean it." He looked her deep in the eyes, breath fanning her face.
"I won't lie, not to you."
One more kiss. One more take.
Even then she couldn't find it in herself to breathe.
She hated it, hated the feeling of his hands touching her body.
It was like being slithered over by a snake.
Lena Mu shuddered, shoving him out of way. Barefoot, she jumped to the ground like a bunny in panic as she stood against the entryway.
"Sherlock, I can't. I didn't mean it...I was scared..." she rambled, holding up her clothes with one hand while the other was grasped around the brass doorknob.
Sherlock's handsome face turned grim. His shirt was already halfway done and his chest heaved in surprise the moment she jumped off of him.
"Oh, Lena," he drawled out, taking a huge puff of his cigarette. "What's the use of apologizing these days?"
'Was I just dumped?'
He had dated countless of women, and they all seemed to prance around his feet.
Sherlock Mo thought he could get his fingers on Lena Mu too, but it seemed as if his plans were already falling apart.
"Sherlock, I...." She wanted to explain more, but all her words seemed to die at the back of her throat.
Nora once said that if a girl truly loved a man, she'd stand over all the pain.
Yet Lena Mu had flinched at even the slightest of touch. Didn't she love him enough?
"Lena, do you love me?" There was sadness laced in his voice as Sherlock Mo stared at her. There was an unreadable emotion that passed in his gaze.
"I..."
"Is it that hard to answer,
Lena?" he demanded.
'Do I?'
A faint figure flashed at the corner of Lena's eye and she froze.
"We're done here."
Straightening his shirt, Sherlock stomped out of the room, without looking a single glance back at the woman left behind.
Lena simply stared at the retreating figure till he went well in the dark.
However, before she returned, she spotted a man in a black suit underneath an equally black umbrella.
"Lena."
Lena's hair was extremely damp by the rain. However, when she saw him standing by the doorstep, she raced out and embraced him.
Did he come back from a business trip?
It'd been three months since they'd last seen one another.
"Cliff! You're back."
"I'm back," he stated, with a smile,
while half of his body was drenched by the rain.
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."
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
[Cute Baby + Secret Identity + Powerful hero and heroine!] Caroline loved Damian with all her heart for five whole years. She devoted herself to him and lived humbly for his sake. However, when the couple faced a crisis, she hoped that the news of her pregnancy would fix their marriage, but what she got in return was just a divorce agreement. And to make things worse, while she was about to give birth, she had fallen into someone's trap and her life was in danger. After managing to survive such a harrowing experience, she was determined to cut all ties with the man. Five years later, she re-emerged with her head held high, being the CEO of a famous company. Those who used to bully her now got a taste of their own medicine. And the truth about the past gradually surfaced... Dazzled by Caroline's newfound confidence, her ex-husband wanted to get back together with her, but she just turned a blind eye to his advances. Damian pleaded desperately, "Honey, our baby needs both his parents. Please remarry me!"