Two years ago, Nina married a man she had never met. She didn't know his name or his age; she knew nothing about this person she was married to. Their marriage was nothing more than a contract with conditions, and one of the clauses was that she should not sleep with another man. Yet, Nina lost her virginity to a stranger when she knocked at the wrong door one night. With the compensation she had to pay weighing her down, she decided to draw up a divorce agreement on her own. When she finally met her husband to hand over the papers, she was shocked to find that her husband was none other than the man she had "cheated" on him with!
It was Friday evening, eight o'clock.
A banquet was being held in the Four Seasons Garden Hotel. Not only was it filled with luxurious vibes, but the happy atmosphere was also held up as different people toasted and chatted happily about the event.
Nina Lu glanced up at the signage with a frown. "It must be this one."
However, she couldn't help but furrow her eyebrows in confusion. It wasn't easy to enter such a place without an invitation. What was she going to say? As Nina Lu was worrying, a slim figure floated right in front of her. It was Isabella Zhang, Nina Lu's friend at school.
"Isabella," she greeted, waving at her. As if snapped out of the trance, Isabella Zhang turned around, blinking in surprise when she saw who it was. "Why are you here?"
She moved closer, frowning when she didn't smell the Pheromone Perfume, the perfume that she had given Nina Lu. "Why didn't you use the perfume?"
"I have something urgent that I need to get to. That's why I didn't use it." Truth be told, Nina Lu wasn't used to wearing any kind of perfume for that matter. She peered at the crowd. "By the way, could you take me in?"
"Of course I can." Isabella Zhang smiled innocently as something flashed in her eyes.
She took the perfume from her pockets and sprayed it all over Nina Lu.
Nina Lu coughed, pinching her nose deliberately. "I'm allergic to the perfume," she explained, waving her hands up in the air.
Without giving her time to think, Isabella Zhang pulled her in the hotel and pushed her into the elevator.
Once Nina Lu was gone, a vicious smile slipped into Isabella Zhang's lips.
Fortunately, she had brought the Pheromone Perfume today as well. That perfume was a timely invention indeed. No matter how pure or saintly a woman could be, she would act provocatively under its influence. No matter how abstinent a man was, he would leech onto the scent.
There were hundreds of men in the party that day. Isabella Zhang smirked. 'Good luck, Nina. For your sake, I hope you don't bed someone that ugly.'
Nina Lu reached the twentieth floor where there were only two supreme VIP rooms. She knocked on the left, and a charming man opened the door with a coquettish woman in his arms.
She stumbled back, furrowing her eyebrows.
It seemed that she had knocked on the wrong door.
She looked away in embarrassment. "Sorry. You can continue."
As soon as she turned around, the man stopped her. "Wait, are you looking for Mr. John?"
The man glanced at Nina Lu up and down. She looked clean and pure. John Shi might not be so tempted to throw her out like the ones he had done in the past.
Just now, James Shi had called John Shi and told him that he planned to give him a surprise. He didn't expect that the woman would be delivered to him so soon.
"He's inside." Before Nina Lu could understand what he meant, he pushed her in and closed the door.
Nina Lu staggered into the suite, almost falling into the ground. When the door shut behind her, her sullen eyes surveyed the room.
When she heard footsteps approaching her, she turned around. A tall and handsome man caught her off her tracks. Although she had seen many good-looking men in her lifetime, none of them could match up to the man in front of her today.
His upper body was right and firm. His fair skin and defined muscles were extremely attractive, especially when drops of water curved down the crevices of his abs. She swallowed.
"Have you seen enough?" he said coldly, snapping her back to reality. Remembering her job, Nina snapped her head and apologized profusely, "Sorry. I may have stepped into the wrong room."
In this world, there were only two types of people who would enter the wrong room. They were either stupid or manipulative. He thought that she was the latter.
John Shi gazed at her. She had a beautiful face, fair skin, and a tall nose.
Her porcelain skin was shaded light pink, and her bright eyes were wide and filled with innocence. There was something about her that drew him in almost immediately.
His lips curved upwards.
"No, you didn't." She should be the surprise that James Shi had been telling him about.
John Shi had been used to this kind of thing. The women James Shi had sent before had been thrown out. In fact, John'd been so used to them that he didn't even bother to look at them.
Seeing as the woman in front of him was around twenty-year-old, around the age of James, he knew that he had to be kind for the time being.
"How long have you been doing this?" John said as if he was scolding his nephew James.
With a puzzled look on her face, Nina frowned. "It's my first time," she said honestly.
In the past, she usually only handled cases that were being discussed in the teachers' lounge. This was her first time being out in the field to investigate.
It was said that there had been two suicide cases that were about to be closed in the precinct. However, she had always felt that it wasn't just a simple suicide. In fact, she came here to connect the two events. A part of her had a feeling that the two victims were connected, and she wanted to find out more clues that could link them together.
In the past week, Nina had been wandering around nearby hotels, hoping to find some clues to prove her point.
"Your first time? So all you have is theory?" John sat down.
He then picked up a glass of wine and decided to take a sip.
Nina glanced at him by accident, and she found that she just couldn't take her eyes off him. "I've learned the theory for two years."
"Oh? Really?" John sneered, as if he had just heard a joke.
'Do they actually teach theory for these kinds of profession? What's their finals? To find a man to practice it on?'
"Don't look down on me," she snapped. Nina was about to turn and leave when she heard his voice.
"What makes you think you're even worthy of respect? How much did they give you?" He lit up a cigarette and puffed out a cloud of smoke. He couldn't really find a reason for women to participate in such an industry with no money involved.
John crossed his arms over his chest.
"None," she said coldly.
None?
She was the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on.
In fact, in this circle, the woman could be worth tens of thousands of dollars.
Seeing that she was about to leave, John frowned. "Did I say that you can go?"
With a flick of his cigar, a small ball of fire lit up even more. No one could come and go freely under his roof.
Nina stopped as her heart thumped in anger. "Look, our profession can't be measured by money. You should know how dangerous this is, especially with this case. In such an enclosed space, someone could die if I'm not doing my job right. I should go now."
Someone could die?
He glanced down subconsciously. Was he really that terrible?
Nina's eyes widened, as if realizing the meaning of his responses.
The man must've mistaken her for...
Her cheeks flushed.
"You! Shameless!" she said in outrage as she pointed at the man.
John was expressionless. How could she call him shameless when he was just her employer for the night?
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
My name is Katia, and I am just trying to survive until my fated mate arrives. Which may be easier said than done. Rejectection is the last straw. Whispering my acceptance of his rejection. I run through the pack house, out across the manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me and have had to suffer everything I have. She whispers," it's not your fault, Katia. We came to a cliff with a waterfall. The hurt keeps pounding at me. I need it to stop. My sweet girl, and I just want peace, I keep running and leap off the cliff. Spreading my arms wide, with tears streaming down my face, I fall, not making a sound, waiting for sweet oblivion where we feel nothing ever again. "I love you, my sweet girl! Until we meet again, "My wolf replied just before we hit the water, "I love you too, Katia. I have never regretted a moment with you." The Snow Moon pack is having their last barbecue of the summer next to the waterfall on their land. The adults are laughing and joking while watching the pups play. The alpha, beta, and gamma are swimming with some of the older children and playing a game of Marco Polo. Someone yells, "Oh my goddess, someone just jumped over the waterfall!" Everyone is frozen as they watch what looks to be a child falling arms spread wide, no one makes a sound. The small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain. The alpha, beta, and gamma, spring into action, swimming towards the area the person went under. The alpha is screaming his wolf is going crazy repeating, "Find her. Find her...find her!" They dive and the beta surfaces with a small person in his arms. Alpha takes the girl from his beta, laying her on the ground. The men are shocked by what they see. She is covered in scars and injuries. Her body is twisted and broken. The Beta asks, "Who could have done this to someone so defenseless?" Alpha drops to his knees, repeating, "MATE...MATE...MATE!"
Cheated by husband, betrayed by friend and rejected by family. It all came down to her inability to conceive within three years of marriage. She was tagged a barren woman and they made it appeared like a plaque, she has no place to hide her face. Her husband got divorced on the account that he wants to be with someone else, who will bear him a seed, someone who will show the fruit of his hardwork and masculinity and the only woman he choose was the closest person to his wife. Elena was broken, shattered and wounded. But she made a decision, she would move on, she will not accept the fate imposed on her as a barren woman. And humanity cannot decide her fate! This is the story of Elena Scott and the happy life after…
“Drive this woman out!” "Throw this woman into the sea!” When he doesn’t know Debbie Nelson’s true identity, Carlos Hilton cold-shoulders her. “Mr. Hilton, she is your wife,” Carlos’ secretary reminded him. Hearing that, Carlos gives him a cold stare and complained, “why didn’t you tell me earlier?” From then on, Carlos spoils her rotten. Little did everyone expect that they would get a divorce.
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.
"The entire wealthy circle in Seattle knew how much Stella Carlson loved Aaron Malone. People watched the childhood sweethearts grow from inexperience to maturity, finally getting married in a grand wedding ceremony. On the day of the wedding, despite the alliance between the Carlson and Malone families, the groom ran away. Stella knew that Aaron had rushed to L.A. to take care of his ex-girlfriend, who had attempted suicide. Unwilling to become the laughingstock of all Seattle, she gritted her teeth and dialed the number of her adversary, her tone almost commanding, "Ethan, come and marry me now. This is your only chance for revenge." On the other end, Ethan Powers raised an eyebrow as he gripped his phone, staring at the floor littered with cigarette butts. "Did the groom run away?" he asked. "My darling."