Originally, Derek was a lowly employee, living with so much humiliation and trampled people. Suddenly, one fine day, Derek received news that he was the son of a famous rich man in the country. Will Derek's life after this event bloom or stagnate? Derek falls in love with Aurora, a pitiful mediocre girl who lives at the bottom of poverty. At first, she is Derek's separate servant, but gradually the two develop feelings for each other. Will the love of a young master of a large corporation with a maid be accepted by everyone? How many troubles and difficulties will their love encounter? And how will they overcome all the challenges together?
Derek was dressed in an old, wrinkled business suit on a normal morning, with a few stubbles growing on his chin and messier hair that hadn't been trimmed in a long time. His eyes wandered out of the poor motel.
"That guy who looks like an addict and puts on company clothes to work, who is he trying to deceive?"
"Young people are as thin as sticks, this look is more suitable for thieves and robbers."
"Maybe he's tricking us into taking drugs. At this rate, he'll die early anyway."
As soon as Derek stepped out the door, he heard the neighbors with curly hair like instant noodles huddled around talking bad about him. Although Derek wants to speak up to shut down these talkative mouths, he is no good and has no words to explain properly. He looked down to see how pathetic he was and then climbed on an old motorbike to go to work. He was stabbed by the security below for a few sentences.
"When is the time to still ride this old-fashioned car? Are you so useless that after working for many years, you can't accumulate enough money to buy a decent car? Are you so useless? "
The fat security guard held a cup of black coffee in one hand, and a loaf of bread in the other hand, munching on it, eating and talking until the food was splashed out. He sneered as he kicked Derek's old car a few times. He thinks he is the most pathetic person in this company, but he knows there are people more pathetic than him.
Derek didn't bother to answer. He passed a few successful people, wearing luxurious clothes, wearing fine jewelry, and the noble scent of expensive perfumes floating around. Looking at those things, Derek smiled faintly in his heart. He doesn't know when he will have the courage to like them.
"The elevator signaled that there were enough people. Why did you still cut in? You wait for the next trip. "
Just put one foot in the elevator. Derek had been mocked, the frowning faces of the people in the elevator staring at him. The crowd in the elevator mercilessly pushed Derek out and joined him in contempt.
"Do you know that the inside is full of branded clothes?" It's unfair to us to let your filth in. I don't want to breathe the same air as the poor. "
"Not to mention the stench on him will overwhelm my expensive perfume." A cocky woman waved her hand in front of her nose, smiling eyes at Derek, who was standing outside, and then laughed.
Clenching his fists, Derek was trying to control his anger at everyone's insults. Because he knows himself better than anyone else here. They are all the descendants, the family of the tycoon, try to ask if Derek's words can be heard by them? Or just the occasional barking of a dog? Derek can only grit his teeth and refuse to let go.
"You guys are a bunch of rich people with no brains. Why don't you just die to save space? "
Before the elevator closed, Derek had time to slander the grotesque people, making them angry. If he can't curse in front of them, curse in your stomach. Sighing at having to wait in line for the elevator from the beginning, time did not allow Derek to delay another second. He raised his head and looked at the 30-story building with boredom.
Derek had just taken the stairs to the 15th floor when the staff inside the room rushed out for timekeeping. They purposely jostled each other to push Derek to the bottom row. Together, they bullied Derek, not wanting him to be on time. If timekeeping is not done on time, Derek's salary will be deducted from the late penalty.
"Derek! Stand back down a bit."
"You don't have eyes. Why don't you step back? Do you want us to suffocate? "
"Don't dirty my expensive clothes, get out."
A series of complaints resounded, Derek, from the second position, was now standing at the end of the line, and even stepped on his foot, shoved so hard that it made him angry, the blue veins on his forehead competed. Derek then yelled angrily,
"Are you conscious or not? You automatically cut in line and scolded me. From a young age, your parents didn't teach you how to queue, right?"
His loud shout attracted the attention of everyone around him, causing everyone's faces to turn gray. Did this bastard just scold them?
"Don't think that a new employee can do whatever he wants or scold whoever he wants to scold. A kid like you is just a game to entertain us. Get it? "
After Silas finished the timekeeping, he and the other men surrounded Derek. He used one hand to lift Derek's thin and sick body. His scary face stared as if he wanted to eat it alive.
"Don't expect to be on time, your salary this month has been deducted most of the time."
Silas grabbed Derek by the collar and threw him into a corner. Tables and chairs fell on Derek's body, creating a chaotic sound. A small body in a mess, Derek lies in the corner holding his left chest. His face also contorted a little more because of the pain. No control. Derek cannot control himself, and he coughs a little. Silas wiped his hands with a handkerchief as if he had just touched something dirty. He violently kicked Derek in the stomach a few times and then turned to leave. It's like playing with an old toy.
"A guy like you can only live at my feet for the rest of his life. You rise an inch, I push you down a foot, forever can't raise your head."
Silas wields considerable power in the organization. Until now, new employees were all entertained by him. Only Derek dared to react, which made Silas's extravagant nature of contempt for others more and more obvious.
Derek stared at Silas with strange eyes. Those eyes that were normally weak and cowardly, always avoiding people, but now, hidden deep in those captivating eyes, was bravery and defiance. Derek didn't avoid Silas's gaze as usual, which further annoyed Silas.
With a small smile on his lips, Derek said devilishly.
"One day, I'll make you regret saying that. Remember my name, Derek."
Just because of a fight for a man, Nelly wants to kill Celine just to get Ron, Celine's boyfriend. After killing Celine, Nelly happily returned to meet Ron. She accidentally created a meeting for Celine and Saint, the most dangerous man in the world. Saint accidentally saves Celine's life and brings her home. Saint thinks Celine is a poor and stupid woman, so he wants to take Celine's heart as a replacement for his heart-diseased sister. After Celine woke up, she knew the Saint's true purpose and escaped. After she escaped, she discovered Nelly was married to Ron. Celine's anger invaded her brain, she looked at Saint and said. “Saint, I will give my heart to your sister. However, you must agree to one of my requests, you must protect me absolutely, because I want revenge."
"Bella! You don't have to be afraid. I will protect you. Whoever dares to touch you, I will kill them. " "Why do you love me? I'm a person with no money, no status, and I can't help you develop your business. I'm a useless person. Why are you treating me so well? Bella cried and pushed Otis out, Otis' gentle touch made Bella's heart tremble uncontrollably. Otis held Bella in his arms, gently stroked her hair, kissed her forehead, and whispered in Bella's ear in his soft voice. "Because you're the one who makes my heart flutter." --------------------------------------------- Otis was harmed by others by putting aphrodisiacs in drinking water. He accidentally meets Bella and makes love to her. After Otis wakes up, he regrets it and promises to make up for Bella's innocence.
Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
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.
Life was perfect until she met her boyfriend's big brother. There was a forbidden law in the Night Shade Pack that if the head Alpha rejected his mate, he would be stripped of his position. Sophia's life would get connected with the law. She was an Omega who was dating the head Alpha's younger brother. Bryan Morrison, the head Alpha, was not only a cold-blooded man but also a charming business tycoon. His name was enough to cause other packs to tremble. He was known as a ruthless man. What if, by some twist of destiny, Sophia's path were to intertwine with his?
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
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!”