Kari fiddled with her hair until he was addicted, he was fascinated to watch the soft white hairs threading through his fingers, cherishing them like the most precious treasure in the world. It wasn't long before she heard him say: "Propriétaire Coeur." His voice is like the sound of an orchestra, sometimes low and sometimes high, hoarse but warm. Again without warning rang in her ears: "Your name will be Propriétaire Coeur in the future." At this time, the little girl sitting in his lap raised her head, facing him with a pretty goose egg face, her deer eyes were big and clear, like the night sky of France, dear to thousands of people starlight bright broken tiny, sucking his mind. Those eyes seemed to want to swallow his whole soul, even his beating heart in his chest. "Coeur?" For the first time he heard her voice. Gentle, sweet and mellow like the sound of a waterfall flowing gently from above to low, making him feel like he was drowning, sinking into the fresh and wide stream of water. Kari's long, bony fingers gently stroked the tips of Couer's sideburns. He rolled his eyes and smiled, repeating what he had just said: "Yes, your name is Couer." What he gave her was not only a name, but the power of the Propriétaires. Propriétaire Coeur. The crown prince of the House of Propriétaire is a man without a heart. If there is, then its owner can only be her.
More than a thousand years ago, humans first discovered a species that looked like a human but could turn into a beast, after studying the special genome they made people surprised and scared. Because this race has much superior physical strength than humans, even intelligence is extremely high. Humans named this species: Distin
So the first thing humanity decided to do with this new species was: slaughter.
Because for thousands of years, humans are the creatures at the top of the food chain, they cannot accept and allow any species to threaten their position, so the authorities at that time have unanimously made a decision to clean up all these Distins.
But after more than a thousand years, the descendants of the Distins are still wandering in different parts of the world, forming different small tribes, although now humanity has entered a remarkably advanced civilization. But in their search, they still can't accept the existence of the Distin, everyone assumes that it is the lowest race in the world, so the Distin that has survived until now has been cornered. the end of the world. But more precisely it is because the current number of Distin is extremely small, so most of them are captured as slaves, serving the pleasures of the upper class.
Year 2XXX.
Alma, the most magnificent city in the world, is indeed a city of the upper class, because most of the world's largest businesses are headquartered here, including their headquarters of the Propriétaire family, one of the most influential families dominating the entire world economy. Because of that, Alma is the only city in the world that is independently developed and is outside the control of governments.
And today, for the Propriétaire family, is a very important day, because the only young master of the family is about to return to take over the corporation. Now, members of the Propriétaire family from all over the world have returned to the mansion to prepare for this event. In a room located on the fifth floor of the main building, the gray-haired old man sitting on a chair frowned slightly, his voice clearly showing his displeasure.
"Kari hasn't come back yet?"
"Father, not yet." Nalini put a cup of tea in front of him, politely answered.
The elderly man sitting there was Lou Propriétaire, the current president of the Victor corporation, the head of the Propriétaire family, he seemed to be very dissatisfied with Lady Nalini's answer, and immediately gave an order:
"I want to call him and tell him to come back a little early. It's only a few hours until the ceremony and this scoundrel doesn't know where to hide."
Lou was referring to his only grandson, Kari Propriétaire, the rightful heir to the Propriétaire family.
"Yes father." Although Mrs. Nalini has called her son many times, but he still does not answer the phone. How can this kid's temper not understand, if he wants to, he will definitely come back on time, and if not, don't dream and force it.
Mrs. Nalini stayed to calm her father's anger for a while and then went out, and as soon as she reached the hallway, she heard the whispers of others talking about today's party.
She also did not pay attention to the rumors, at the age of ten to ensure the safety of the family's only crown prince, Kari was taken by Lou to live abroad, continuously for more than twenty years, No one in the family knew the information of this young master, but one day Mr. Lou suddenly announced his retirement, then took the crown prince back to pass on the entire inheritance.
Everyone was surprised at this statement, some were curious, some were not, jealous, and admired, so the rumor about the Crown Prince of the Propriétaires spread, Mrs. Nalini. Even if you want to manage it, you can't control it all.
Nalini walked down the corridor, down the stairs and into the main hall, where the maids were busy preparing for the feast. As soon as he looked at the decoration, he knew that Mr. Lou valued this grandson very much, the party was not only held at the Propriétaire mansion but he also spared no expense to organize. The welcoming party for this mysterious young master was decorated in white and gold tones. In the waterfall-lit hall, the orchestra played live Mozart's "40th Symphony live. In the center of each table lay a basket of snow-white roses, all fresh delivered this morning from the Mediterranean by air, fresh petals full of life, rimmed with luxurious gold. Waiters dressed in suits, with bow ties, lifted up a round tray with just one hand, one by one swaying back and forth to create a luxurious scene.
The Propriétaire family is an influential family in the world, today's guests, except for the members of the family, are not many, but they are all influential names so they are currently outside the gate. reporters and journalists soon surrounded a large area.
The hand of the clock ticked to six o'clock, the guests seemed to be fully present to open the lobby but still did not see the appearance of Kari Propriétaire. Mr. Lou seemed to have lost all patience, pacing back and forth in the room, urging the housekeeper to contact Kari. The housekeeper was just about to make the tenth call, when the phone turned on, and after a while, the other end of the line received the call:
"What happens?"
"Yes, young master, did the boss ask where you've been?"
There was silence on the other end of the line, then replied, "Tell my grandfather I will come."
"Yes sir."
The housekeeper just hung up the phone. Mr. Lou hastily asked, "What's wrong, when does he say he'll arrive?"
"Young master said he'll come in fifteen minutes."
"That rotten kid, only good at making me worry."
"The flight must have been dealined so Kari was a little late, dad, don't be angry." Mr. Arthur was by his side comforting him.
No different from his wife, Mrs. Nalini, Mr. Arthur also understands his son's character well, he has promised to come, he will definitely be present, let alone this party organized for him.
On the other end of the line, Kari wearily leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes, and rested. Within this week, he had to continuously fly to four countries to handle the arising problems of his subsidiary. He was so busy that he did not have time to rest and had to rush back to Alma to attend the meeting premiere held by grandpa. And his grandfather also really knows how to torture him, Kari just graduated from school not long after taking over a chain of subsidiaries abroad. He had just adapted to the job not long ago, when his grandfather suddenly announced his retirement, directly handing over all the work to him.
"Young master, the second young master of the Verma family has been called."
"Put it on." Kari tiredly rubbed her eyelids, as soon as the other end of the line was connected, he heard a male voice.
"Kari, you're back home!"
"Yeah."
"I just heard from my father, did the old man call you to inherit the corporation?"
"Let's get to the point." He hated talking in circles the most, so before he let the other guy start babbling, he interrupted.
Nolan on the other end of the line heard this and stopped asking useless questions, directly asking, "Are you free tomorrow night, come to Juz with me."
"Juz?"
Nolan patted his forehead, suddenly remembered that Kari had just returned from a foreign country so he was not familiar with this place, so he explained, "Juz is the biggest auction in Alma, no, the biggest in the world, this place only holds every single auction. There's an auction every year, so the scale is huge, there's bound to be interesting things, will you come with me?"
"Why should I go with you?"
Isn't it because the Propriétaires are allowed to enter and exit freely? Nolan couldn't get an invitation, so the only thing he could do was hug this young master of the Propriétaire family. But of course he did not foolishly say these thoughts in his heart and said:
"Haven't you and I seen each other for over ten years? I remember you almost died so I wanted to go with you."
Playing with Nolan since childhood, how could Kari not understand what the other guy was thinking, but he also didn't want to compare with Nolan, so he raised his head and asked the secretary sitting in front of the car:
"Is there anything important tomorrow?"
James, the name of the secretary sitting in front heard this, opened the tablet and quickly politely replied:
"Tomorrow morning you have a meeting to launch the board of directors at the parent company, tomorrow afternoon have lunch with the high-ranking Alma embassy, tomorrow afternoon is empty and in the evening you have to go to a social party with the president. "
Nolan on the other end of the line was happy to hear that, without waiting for Kari to speak, he interjected:
"The auction also starts tomorrow afternoon, you can go."
"If you work so quickly, Mr. Verma will definitely cry with happiness."
Nolan didn't mind Kari's disdain, hastily said, "Then decide tomorrow afternoon. Bye, see you later, future president."
"..."
Nolan just turned off the engine when the car took him just as it was parked in front of the villa gate, but because too many people were standing outside, his car could not go inside, Kari had to step out of the car to enter, even though it was There were bodyguards around, but he was still photographed by reporters and journalists, and asked repeatedly:
"May I ask, are you the crown prince of the Propriétaire family?"
"You came back this time to accept the position of president of Victor corporation?"
"I heard that you went abroad when you were ten years old, where were you at that time?"
...
"Please everyone get out of the way." The bodyguards standing around Kari kept saying, it was very difficult to escort him inside. The housekeeper standing at the main door saw him coming and shouted:
"Welcome back, young master."
At the same time, all the servants bowed their heads in greeting, and the guests in the great hall also looked out curiously. Mr. Lou was chatting with the guest, and when he heard that, he hurriedly walked out with his cane:
"Why is this guy just now, do you know how long Grandpa has been waiting for you?"
Although her mouth scolded him like that, she couldn't help but smile on her face, Kari leisurely walked in, bent down to hug Mr. Lou and said with a smile:
"My mistake, I will definitely make up for it later."
He listened to his grandfather's reproach for a while, then turned to hug Nalini and Arthur, politely asking:
"Parents, how are you two?"
"We're fine, it's good to be back."
At this time, Kari greeted relatives and family members in turn.
The party started with everyone's toast.
Kham Du liked two things the most about Sa Dan: the first was her sweet moan when lying under him, and the second was when she coaxed him to call him twice "Uncle." What if these two things combined at the same time? Kham Du had never thought of it, but he couldn't help but long for it once he imagined it. There was a time when the two of they sex; Sa Dan's body was hot under Kham Du's caress; she subconsciously leaned forward from deep inside she longed to be filled by him. Still, the bastard Kham Ngu refused. Cooperative, leisurely outside teasing her. Sa Dan gritted his teeth and scolded angrily: "Dammit, did you come in or not?" That's ferocious! Kham Du smiled low, lowered his head to her ear, raised his throat hoarsely and coaxed: "Be good, call me uncle! This network will be handed over to you."
We've been married for three years, but I've never truly had his love. When his childhood sweetheart returned, just as promised, all I was met with were the cold, glaring divorce papers. "If I were carrying our child, would you still choose to divorce?" I asked, holding onto the faintest glimmer of hope, making one last desperate plea. His response, as expected, was just as cold as ever. "Yes." I closed my eyes, choking back tears, and finally chose to let go-to honor his decision. Years later, my heart had turned to ash. Lying in a hospital bed, I trembled as I signed the divorce papers. "Alexander, from this moment on, we owe each other nothing..." What I never saw coming was the ruthless, decisive CEO kneeling at my bedside, his voice hoarse, almost broken, as he pleaded, "Vivienne, don't divorce me... please."
Eliza Greer was abandoned by her mother, raised in an orphanage, and sold to the Burns family at 19. Even though she marries Mason Burns, the other people in the Burns family look down on her for her poor identity and want to try every way to bully her. Unexpectedly, they all failed. Eliza's hidden identities are gradually revealed in one incident after another, which astonishes everyone.
Ethan always viewed Nyla as a compulsive liar, while she saw him as aloof and insensitive. Nyla had cherished the notion that she was dear to Ethan, yet she felt coldly rejected when she realized her place in his heart was insignificant. No longer trying to break through his coldness, she stepped back, only for him to alter his approach unexpectedly. She challenged him, "If you trust me so little, why keep me around?" Ethan, who had once carried himself with pride, now stood before her with a humble plea. "Nyla, I've made mistakes. Please don't walk away from me."
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
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.