Sasha strongly believed that she doesn't need a man to lead a contented life. However, her belief shattered when she ended up tangled into an endless loop of nightmares where a devilishly handsome murderer tries to kill her. She cuts her contact, hides up in her apartment in fear....but unfortunately the murderer in her nightmares just moves next door. Is there any doomed fate other than meeting your killer every day? Yes, falling in love with him But wait, why is her billionaire stepbrother suddenly meddling in her life? The same goes with her best friend, too. Why do all the men in her life suddenly start to develop feelings for her? She never wished for a man, but fate has entangled her with multiple men who confesses their love. Who will she choose as her soulmate?
Under the starry night sky, a forlorn female silhouette stood erect on the rooftop of the highest building in the Z city. The cold night breeze fluttered her long ink-black hair, sending chills all over her body as she watched the yellow city lights illuminating the entire place.
She raised her head and immersed herself in the picturesque view of the winter night.
"Sasha,"
A deep masculine voice broke the tranquillity of the night and tenderly wrapped her into a warm embrace, resting his head on the nook of her shoulder, inhaling her sweet fragrance.
The corners of her lips curled into a charming smile as she turned to face the man.
His perfectly chiselled face glowed under the faint night lights, and a pair of dark obsidian orbs stared back at her with intense passion,
The strong arms that wrapped around her waist effortlessly lifted her from the ground. He gently placed her on the cold railing of the building, facing him.
Under his intense stare, she opened her mouth to articulate the words which have been ringing in her mind,
"I..love-"
Even before she could complete, her mouth got forcefully shut by a blazing kiss. His hot breath laced with an intoxicating scent attacked her senses all at once.
Her amber eyes sparkled like stars as she melted under the sweetness offered by his lips.
He was like a voracious wolf that devoured on her velvety lips with an uncontrollable hunger,
Her mind fell into absolute chaos when he suffocated her with his overbearing kisses, just like a predator attacking the prey under its most vulnerable state.
Her slender arms pounded onto his broad chest, like a vague plea to give her a moment of breath.
He grabbed her rebellious arms and slowly pulled his ferocious fangs buried on her plump red lips.
While panting for breath, she tried to focus her gaze on the devilishly handsome man in front of her eyes.
This devil almost choked her to death with his brazen actions,
Yet she was delighted...
She was so happy that her heart thumped inside her rib cage as if it wants to break free and jump out.
"Sorry," An apology escaped his mouth as he traced her soft cheeks with his burning fingers, painting it in a pretty hue of scarlet red.
His impatient fingers slowly travelled down her chin, gradually find their way to her rhythmically rising bosom,
It was cold as a winter night, yet he lit her mind and body on fire with his tantalizing touches,
"You deserved to die," He chimed in a magnetic voice,
The dark orbs in his ocean-deep eyes replaced with burning red spheres and an evil grin spreading over his exquisite face,
She gawked at him with incredulous disbelief.
"Goodbye, Miss Sasha Amber Reagan,"
Even before she could comprehend his words, his strong palm pushed her down, plunging her into the depths of hell,
Noooo!!!!!
Sasha woke up from her sleep, yelling at the top of her lungs. Her heart frantically beats under the thick woollen sweater drenched in sweat as if she has run a marathon.
She squinted her eyes and swept a glance across the scattered documents on her table,
Neatly stacked bundles of papers and books resting on the shelves of her minimalist looking study room gave her a sense of familiarity and assured her that it is her apartment,
"Phew...It was a nightmare!!!!" She let out a sigh of relief and tilted her head towards the digital clock kept on the table.
4.00 am
Did she fall asleep while working?
Sasha tapped on the keyboard of her laptop and the document she was editing became visible to her eyes.
Thanks to the auto-save, otherwise her hard work for the last one hour must have gone in vain.
While letting out a yawn she flexed her knuckles and closed the laptop after saving the documents.
She groggily dragged her body to the bedroom and climbed onto the soft bed after removing the sweater, letting her tensed body cool down before falling into sleep.
While hugging onto the giant teddy bear on the bed, her mind wandered around the shreds of the dream she had a while ago,
It was the same nightmare that has been haunting her for the past week.
A nightmare where she found herself at death's door.
"But who is he, that man who is ardently trying to kill her, every single time?"
Eliana was framed by her best friend and her fiance into sleeping with a boy toy in the club and getting impregnated by him. Five years after she had given birth to twins, she returned home and worked under the Moran Group, where she met the CEO-- Maurice. Maurice was a brilliant businessman who did his job well. But in order to stay under the radar, he lived a double life. One as Maurice, and one as Preston. Fate brought the two together again, roping them in on an exciting love story. It all became more complicated when Eliana faced Preston, the man she had slept with before, once again. Now that she was being pursued by two men, how could she ever choose? When would Eliana uncover the secret of Maurice's identity? When was Maurice going to know that he already had two children of his own? How would Eliana face this man when the truth came to light one day? Come and find out.
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..."Â But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
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.
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.