Sawyer, an indifferent CEO, returned to exact his revenge and was determined to lay his hands on what he was entitled to. Nora, an illegitimate daughter, got set up by her own cousin. While seeking help, she ran into his arms and got rescued. That eventful night, she was being smothered by his unending saga of kisses. She had no way to escape since she had effectively become a prisoner of his love. "Ever since the moment we shared a bed, there has been no turning back," he whispered in her ear like a sly devil.
The cruise ship on the sea stilled in the night wind. Dark waves splashed across the solid panels as the colorful reflection glistened across the sea. The bright stars glittered in the night.
The party on the ship was endless. After a few glasses of wine, Nora Cheng couldn't stand it anymore. She walked onto the deck alone and hoped to blow away the tipsiness bubbling up inside of her.
"Nora, come on! Have another drink?" Behind her, Samantha Cheng walked over holding two glasses of wine and handed one of them to Nora Cheng.
While Nora Cheng was an illegitimate daughter, Samantha Cheng was her cousin and the oldest daughter of the Cheng Family. Nora Cheng had her mother's surname, but she didn't even know who her father was. For now, she had lived with the Cheng Family.
Ever since Nora Cheng was a child, she had always felt inferior to Samantha Cheng. That was partly because she wasn't their legitimate daughter and also because Samantha Cheng would be engaged to the man she also liked.
"I can't drink anymore," Nora insisted with a smile.
However, Samantha's face darkened. "Why? Are you sad that I'm engaged to James? Don't give me that look!"
With a sigh, Nora took the wine from Samantha and drank it in one gulp. Only when she finished it all up had Samantha smirked. A hint of cruelty flashed in her eyes.
'Nora, you're going to disappear in my life tonight.'
Nora's vision began blurring almost immediately. She loosened the hold on her glass and it shattered on the pavements. She couldn't stand steadily as she leaned against the railings.
Samantha feigned confusion. "What's wrong, Nora? Are you drunk?"
Touching her forehead, Nora could already tell that something was wrong. "The wine," she stuttered out.
Samantha snorted. "It's a shame that my family let you become a Cheng. Hell, you even have the nerve to compete with me for James's heart. I've had enough of you. You should leave."
"What do you mean?" Although Nora was still in a daze, she could feel her heart twitch from her cousin's voice.
Samantha's eyes widened drastically. "Don't you understand? The Cheng Family can't tolerate you anymore, and James would never love you. The moment you killed his brother, he wasn't destined for you anymore. Yet, you continue to disturb him with your presence. Why are you even still alive? Can't your death serve as an apology?"
"No..." At the mention of what had happened in the past, Nora felt a stabbing sensation in her chest. It was probably the effect of the drug. Her surroundings started to blur around her as she staggered around.
With her last bit of strength, she grabbed Samantha's hand tightly. "You know what happened that year," she warned.
Before she could finish her words, Samantha shook off her hand and narrowed her eyes. "I don't know what you're talking about." Two men in black walked behind her. Nora blinked, trying her best to stand steadily. However, she failed. She slumped onto the deck. Samantha crossed her arms. "Make it clean, got that?"
"Yes, ma'am." The two men in black lifted the unconscious body and walked towards the back of the ship.
Samantha drank up her wine and smirked. "I'll be engaged to James, Nora. You'll only get in my way. Everyone will know that you've committed suicide by jumping into the sea, and no one will pity you."
Samantha turned and left arrogantly. She didn't need to witness the process. All she wanted was for that woman to disappear.
Nora blinked, regaining consciousness. She was being assisted by the men in black. She tried to process her surroundings. However, the more she thought about it, the heavier her head became. She didn't know where she was being carried. All she could feel was the cold wind rushing up her face. "Save me!"
At that time, a faint voice, answering a phone call, came from the other side of the deck. "Grandpa, don't worry. Everything will go well here."
She didn't want to die, especially not here. She pushed the suited men and stumbled onto the ground. The glass slashed against her hand, and she groaned in pain.
Before she lost her last sanity, she grabbed the broken fragments and slashed the man who came to grab her. Without another thought, she struggled to move towards the man with a phone.
Her limbs became weak, and she couldn't see what was in front of her anymore.
Finally, Nora couldn't stand anymore and she landed on the man's feet.
Nora reached out and grabbed the man's leather shoes. Fresh blood flowed from her hand. "Please," she choked out. "Help me."
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.”
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.”
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true stature—the wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
On their wedding night, Rogelio wrapped his fingers around Marian's neck and spat at her, "Congratulations! From now on, you live in hell!" The reason for his wrath was that he believed she was responsible for the death of his elder brother. So, he married her but refused to touch her, determined to make her suffer for the rest of her pitiful life! However, due to an unforeseen accident, Marian was forced to sleep with Rogelio in order to save him, and she ended up getting pregnant. Concealing her pregnancy, Marian lived cautiously under Rogelio's watchful eyes. He hated her and relentlessly humiliated her, yet he would never allow anyone else to lay a finger on her— "Mr. Bailey, your wife got into a fight with someone!" Rogelio secretly took action, eliminating that person completely. "Sir, your wife claimed that all of your family's wealth belongs to her!" Rogelio quietly transferred all the shares to her. Unaware of all this, Marian only wanted to escape, but Rogelio pulled her into his warm embrace, whispering, "Mrs. Bailey, where do you intend to go with our unborn child?"
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?