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You've ruined my life, you scumbag! I will have my revenge!" A curious coincidence brought Grady Hill and Chloe Chadwick together. Strangely, she married him five years later, marking the end of her revenge. Then they had a son and a daughter. The children were arch and precocious, sharing a common goal of selling their mother! "Timmy, you brat, I will teach you a lesson!" The smart boy hid behind his father and said, "Dad, I will leave her in your hands. May God bless you. Amen."
In the Starlight International Hotel.
Chloe Chadwick trotted into the lobby with her bag, clad in school uniform. She was wearing a white blouse, a blue skirt, and a pair of knee-length cotton socks. Her long black hair tied up high into a ponytail, she looked chaste and tall.
"You are finally here. How many times have you been late this week?" The manager came over with a look of disdain.
"Sir, I'm sorry. There was an emergency at home. I promise I won't be late again." Her tender face dripping with contrition, she gazed at him pleadingly with luminous liquid eyes.
She had just come of age, but her face was etched with melancholy.
The manager glared at her and said, "Don't bother to show up if you can't arrive on time next time!"
Chloe nodded repeatedly, and he added, "Clean the presidential suite on the top floor. The guest will be here soon."
"I am on it."
The manager shook his head watching her leave in a hurry. She had only been working here for over a month. Other than her repeated tardiness this week, she was a dexterous and thoughtful worker.
Chloe quickly changed her clothes in the dressing room and rushed out with the utensils. She knew the manager was mad at her and decided to behave well, afraid he would fire her.
Her family was well off. However, her mother passed away, and her father remarried. Her stepmother was determined to make her life difficult. The vile woman deducted her tuition and cut her off, forcing her to take on a part-time job. She endured it for her father's happiness.
She was alone in the presidential suite and unwound a little.
Taking out a rag from the toolbox, she started cleaning. Just then, the door was suddenly closed, and someone hugged her from behind.
She was frightened and struggled desperately, but the man was too strong, so she could not break free.
"Darling, don't waste your energy." The man pinned her down and wanted to rip her clothes off.
"Who are you? Let me go!"
"Beautiful, don't be afraid. I promise it will be amazing. Be good." The fat man leered and kissed her delicate cheek.
She shouted and flailed wildly, but the man was too heavy and aggressive. She was sick to her stomach.
Suddenly, the curtains bulged. A pair of dark and eagle-like eyes stared fixedly at the bed, flickering menacingly. Blood oozed from his injured arm and dripped onto the ground along with his clenched fists.
The wretched man laughed arrogantly and had already ripped off Chloe's clothes.
She cried in despair and wished someone would save her. She wondered if she should bite her tongue and commit suicide. The humiliation was more dreadful than death.
Abruptly, the fat man collapsed onto the bed and stopped moving. She didn't know what was going on and pushed him tentatively. However, he didn't react.
She realized something was wrong and pushed him away with all her might, jumping up in horror. To her surprise, she bumped into a strong chest.
She covered her head and realized there was someone else. She looked up and saw a thin man standing before her. "You, you..." Her eyes widened as she kept reeling back. "You are with him. Don't hurt me. I don't have money...." She tried to run.
Sensing her fear, the man ignored the wound on his arm and covered her mouth forcefully. "Don't scream. I'm not a bad guy!"
She gaped at him in horror and exerted herself to calm down. The room felt dimmer because the curtains were drawn. The thick fabric blocked the sunlight, and they were shrouded in darkness.
She could barely make out his face but felt calmer. He had saved her, so he shouldn't be that evil. She nodded hard and signed for him to release her.
The man gave her an appraising look. Just then, footsteps quickly approached, and a door was opened in an eerie way.
It was them!
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.
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!”
"Carroll Brown is dead! But you have to marry him in your sister's name." My mother said to me in a cold tone. My sister was engaged to the hottest billionaire. It should have been a perfect marriage. Unexpectedly, Carroll was dead in an accident. My sister didn't want to become a widow, so she forced me to marry her dead fiance. And I had no right to refuse her. Actually, I was the biological daughter of the Smith family. My sister was an adoptive one. My sister and I had been swapped at the hospital when we were just born. My parents had already had a deep relationship with her. So they chose to sacrifice me. On the wedding day, I was taken to the mourning hall. "Ma'am, please keep Master company and let him feel warm." The housekeeper said with a cold expression. I couldn't help but look up at the portrait above the coffin, and my heart skipped a beat at this glance. The man in the portrait was more handsome than the superstars in Hollywood. Carroll Brown? My dead husband? Wow, he was really handsome! I didn't know how long had passed when my stomach began to rebel. After one glance at the coffin, I swallowed my saliva and then begged with my fingers crossed. "Mr. Carroll, I'm starving! May I eat your pastries? You don't mind, do you?" "I do." "Ah!" Scared, I broke out in a cold sweat. My legs went limp, and I fell to the ground. I shouted, "Ghost!" Carroll curled his lips, leaned over, and touched the black coffin. "Mr. Carroll has risen from the dead. What do you think of this headline tomorrow?"
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."
Billionaire Bennett Graham urgently needed a wife to close a business deal but his fiancée wasn't ready to tie the knots yet. So his grandmother picked the most unassuming maid for him. Everything was supposed to go incredibly well, and all he had to do was wait until he divorced her a year later. But after seeing Maliyah's ocean eyes.it wasn't looking simple anymore. *** Before I could get her up, it was as if she felt the light and an uncomfortable sound came out of her mouth. "Uh-huh..." She raised her hand to cover her eyes. But I didn't have time to wait for her to wake up, so I told her to "Get Up." My voice seemed to scare her, and her light-fearing eyes suddenly widened and she kept moving to the corner. The only voice in the quiet art room was her fear-filled voice, "No...please...go away...don't come close to me." She was afraid of me? I hadn't even spoken to her before, what was she afraid of? This was definitely not going to work, I couldn't talk to her if she couldn't calm down. Then I moved closer to her, my hand on her trembling shoulder, and I whispered soothingly "Calm down.I'm not going to hurt you.I'm not going to hurt you."I assured and then she moved her hair away from her face as if to stare at me properly. Our eyes met.It was that moment. It felt as if I was enchanted for a moment. Those ocean eyes were the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen.
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."