After pooling together what little I earned from my part-time job, I was finally able to buy my girlfriend a cake for her birthday and surprise her. Little did I know that I was the one in for a surprise-- I found my girlfriend cheating with another man right in front of me! She trampled all over my dignity and humiliated me. All because I was a common pauper. I walked home with a shattered heart, not knowing what was waiting for me at home. The butler of the country's richest man showed up at my door. It was only then that my mother had told me the shocking truth-- I was the heir of the Nelson Group. The Nelson family was known for owning numerous luxurious properties around the country, and I was going to inherit it all. This was my opportunity for revenge and to take back my dignity. After buying a designer suit and hopping in a luxury car, I appeared before my ex-girlfriend. When she saw me, she knelt down and begged for mercy. She cried, "I am so sorry for betraying you. Can you please give me another chance?" It felt good to see that those people who once belittled and insulted me now bowed at my feet and scurried to flatter me. But I was even more satisfied when I turned around and ignored them, heading to my new home that was worth millions. From now on, money was nothing more than a string of numbers to me. A reporter asked me once, "Mr. Nelson, do you love money?" I put down my cigar and said the words that would take the world by storm, "I don't love money. I just like spending it."
In the Second Hospital, Glouland.
Patrick sat with his back against the door of his mother's ward, his arms wrapped tightly around his knees. The doctor's cold and ruthless words kept echoing in his mind.
"Your mother has advanced leukemia. Pay the hospitalization fee immediately. Treatment will cost around one hundred thousand dollars. Get the money ready. Otherwise, you should start making funeral arrangements for your mother."
Patrick squeezed his eyes shut and clamped his hands over his ears. His mother was diagnosed with leukemia!
A hundred thousand for treatment! Where would he get the money so soon?
It was undoubtedly an unbearably large sum of money for a college student.
His living expenses amounted to no more than five hundred dollars a month. How much could he save despite his remarkably frugal existence?
The immense pressure weighed down on his shoulders like a boulder. For a moment, Patrick felt so suffocated that he could hardly breathe.
"Ahem..." He heard his mother coughing faintly.
Patrick's heart skipped a beat. He quickly leapt to his feet and placed his trembling hand on the cold doorknob.
Through the glass panel on the door, Patrick could see the situation inside.
The ward was dilapidated and disgusting. Cracks crawled along the walls and the lights constantly flickered, as though they'd go out completely at any given moment.
His mother was lying in one of the beds with an IV hooked onto her arm and a breathing mask strapped to her face.
She looked haggard, her forehead creased with wrinkles.
She was only forty-three years old but her hair was grey and grizzled. She looked around a decade older than she was.
"Mom... I swear I'll get you the money!" Patrick made up his mind with fierce determination.
He took out his phone and dialed his girlfriend, Elissa.
He was relieved when the call connected.
"I still have a few thousand dollars in your account, right? My mother's really ill and she's in the hospital. Can you give me back the money as soon as possible?"
To his surprise, he heard a disdainful snort from the other end of the line.
"Your mother's illness has nothing to do with me. Besides, she's so old. If she's going to die, she'd better die sooner rather than later and save her son some money. I'm your girlfriend, Patrick! We've been together for three years and yet you never bought me a single designer handbag. You're such a loser!"
Without waiting for a response, Elissa hung up on him.
Her cruel words left Patrick chilled to the bone.
What a bitch! How stupid he was to have fallen in love with such a shallow, cold-hearted woman!
Patrick gripped his phone so tightly that his knuckles turned white. Ferocious anger was brewing inside of him.
But his anger ebbed as soon as it came. He had no time to dwell on Elissa. He had to think about his mother.
Patrick shook his head and sighed heavily. He decided to go to the office of the attending doctor, Percy Carter. He intended to beg Percy for a little more time for him to get the money ready.
In his office, Percy was wearing a lab coat.
He was a lean, gaunt man with sunken cheekbones and a flat nose. It could be said that he looked like a thin ape.
He was sitting comfortably in his chair with his legs crossed, chatting with someone on his phone.
He had just received a price list of all kinds of organs.
They were all very expensive. Percy's lips curved upwards in a satisfactory smile.
Suddenly, he heard a knock on the door.
Irritated, Percy put his phone away in a hurry and shouted, "Come in!"
"Dr. Carter..." A sullen-looking Patrick opened the door carefully.
A trace of joy flashed across Percy's face when he saw who it was. But he instantly put on an irritated look and snapped, "Didn't I just tell you to get the money ready? Why are you still here?"
Patrick begged in a low voice, "Can you treat my mother first and give me a few more days to come up with the money? I... I swear I'll find a way to pay you!"
Hearing this, Percy sneered at Patrick with open disdain.
"This is a hospital, not some charitable organization, okay? Do you know how much it costs to use our state-of-the-art medical equipment? If all our patients were like you, we'd go to bankrupt. Get out of my sight!"
Patrick's anger flared up again, but he held it in. He lowered his eyes and turned to leave, his heart sinking to the depths of despair.
"Wait." Percy suddenly stopped Patrick.
When Patrick turned around, Percy smiled at him faintly. "I might have a way for you to get easy money."
Patrick's eyes widened in surprise. His face brightened up as a glimmer of hope was sparked in his heart.
"Really? How? I'll do anything to save my mother! Just name it!"
After pooling together what little I earned from my part-time job, I was finally able to buy my girlfriend a cake for her birthday and surprise her. Little did I know that I was the one in for a surprise-- I found my girlfriend cheating with another man right in front of me! She trampled all over my dignity and humiliated me. All because I was a common pauper. I walked home with a shattered heart, not knowing what was waiting for me at home. The butler of the country's richest man showed up at my door. It was only then that my mother had told me the shocking truth-- I was the heir of the Nelson Group. The Nelson family was known for owning numerous luxurious properties around the country, and I was going to inherit it all. This was my opportunity for revenge and to take back my dignity. After buying a designer suit and hopping in a luxury car, I appeared before my ex-girlfriend. When she saw me, she knelt down and begged for mercy. She cried, "I am so sorry for betraying you. Can you please give me another chance?" It felt good to see that those people who once belittled and insulted me now bowed at my feet and scurried to flatter me. But I was even more satisfied when I turned around and ignored them, heading to my new home that was worth millions. From now on, money was nothing more than a string of numbers to me. A reporter asked me once, "Mr. Nelson, do you love money?" I put down my cigar and said the words that would take the world by storm, "I don't love money. I just like spending it."
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
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."
Desperate to handle her grandmother's towering medical bills, Gianna agreed to a contract marriage with Tristan, the enigmatic man she'd once shared a one-night stand with. She assumed they'd fulfill each other's needs and dissolve the arrangement once the terms expired. Unbeknownst to Gianna, this marriage was a dream Tristan had clung to for ten relentless years. Certain she was just filling someone else's role, Gianna prepared to leave when that other woman returned. But Tristan, his eyes burning with unspoken emotion, seized her trembling hand and declared, "You’re mine. Now and always."
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!
The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart-divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance-not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life-one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is... Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?