Daniel mistook Wendy for an ordinary girl who nursed him when he had a car accident. However, he didn't know that the nurse was actually the only heiress of the biggest enterprise. Daniel married Wendy not because of love, and then divorced her because his ex-gf came back to him. Suffered enough humiliation and grievance, Wendy didn't love Daniel anymore, and went back to inherit all the property, and that's when Daniel regretted divorcing her and now he wants her back. Will Wendy agree to marry him again?
The noise from the stiletto announced her presence her presence as she walked majestically towards the porch. She wore her fair hair in a bun, with a fierce look on her smooth face. Not bothering to knock, she placed her hand on the knob, opening the door in the process. Quickly, her eyes darted around the room ,looking for Daniel, finding no glimpse of him,she smirked.
"The bitch is here!" A voice spoke coldly, descending the stair two at a time. She was an older version of Daniel. The gold tail on her immaculate dress trailed behind her. A woman of good taste, that's who she is. On her face was a cold when disdainful look.
Startled, Rachel gazed towards her direction "the with is here!" The muttered quietly.
"What the fuck are you doing here?"
"Obviously, to see Daniel, my man" Rachel sneered
"Oh, in that case, I think you've lost your way because my son can never have any thing to do with a slut like you!" Cisca retorted
Boldly, Rachel walked towards her, giving her an intense look as she spat "look here, cisten or whatever your witchy name is, I, Rachel will get married to Daniel, your son with or without your approval. read my lips" Rachel rolled her eyes at her "you can't do any shit!"
"How dare you!" CRACK!
The sound echoed in the living room just as cisca's hand made contact with Rachel's cheek.
"What? Did you just lay your witchy hands on me?" Rachel's eyes widen in utmost bewilderment. Damn it! Did this old bitch just lay a hand on her precious face? Does she know how much she spent on her face weekly to ensure she is without blemish? How dare she?
Rachel fumed as she stared at Cisca maliciously
"Well, the slap was just to reset your memory. It seems you needed it so I just helped" Cisca shrugged
Without warning, Rachel raised her hand to return the slap but stopped mid-way.
"Bitch,you raised your hands to slap me?" Cisca bellowed
"You are just lucky that I am in a good mood. Be careful, next time you might not be this lucky" Rachel warned with a wicked glint.
"Mother of Christ! Guards!!! Go ahead and slap me!"
With a mockery tone, Rachel spoke "oh, so you're calling your dog to throw me out? I am not surprised since that's....."
The presence of four hefty men interrupted her speech.
"Throw this wench out of this house and ensured she never step her feet in here anymore" she ordered "do I make myself clear?"
"Yes ma!" They chorus, making advances towards her.
"What's going on here?" A deep voice asked descending from the stairs, stopping the guards. He was tall and manly, he was shirtless, giving him the sexy look.
Rachel gulped, as she stared lustfully at him. Before anyone could say "jack ass" Rachel became hysterical when Daniel approached them.
Moved by Rachel's hysterical fit, he hugged her possessively, offering same comfort. Stunned, Cisca stared dumbfounded.
What just happened? She thought staring at Rachel in Daniel's arm.
Did that bitch just broke into an hysterical fit as a cover up?
"Mother, what's wrong with my fiancee?"
Rachel's heart accelerated when she heard 'fiancee'. She increased the volume of her cry while sticking out her tongue at Cisca, giving the guards her middle finger.
Cisca fumed. "Your bitch dared raised her filthy hands to slap me. She insulted me so I asked the guards to accompany her out of here"
Turning to Rachel, he asked "is that true?"
"Baby, that's not true. I came here, looking for you but she stopped me as usual. She slapped me and asked the guard to show me the exit. I was pleading with her but she called me a slut" Rachel hiccuped with a pathetic look, she continued "your mother said I can never marry you. I can't continue in this relationship when your mother does not approved of our relationship. Baby please let's break off this engagement"
Softly, Daniel trailed his hands on her cheeks, wiping the tears. "No, we won't call it off.with time my mother will accept you"
Glaring at Cisca "I don't like this! Stop treating my woman as a foot mat. Stop it!" With a look, he dismissed the guards. Pulling Rachel out of the living room.
"Geez! That slutty girl won't kill me before my time!" She exclaimed.
'Would you pretend to be my fiancee ?' What kind of task did she agree to? Arabelle Raphael's new boss, Roland Warner had presented a simple offer: pose as his bride to be. It was a two way benefit. Roland could collect his inheritance; she could protect her family. What if Arabelle grows feelings for her fake groom ? Roland would use whatever means necessary to please his family. Arabelle was exactly what he needed to complete his plan. Single, sexy and his mercy. He just had to keep things completely professional. Which was proving to be anything but simple. Read on to find out what happened to the boss and his fake fiance.
Madison had always believed that she would marry Colten. She spent her youth admiring him from afar, dreaming of their future life together. But Colten was always indifferent to her, and when he abandoned her at a time when she needed him most, she finally realized that he never loved her. With renewed resolve and a thirst for revenge, Madison left. Endless possibilities lay ahead, but Colten was no longer part of her plans. Colten rushed to her place in a panic. "Madison, please come back to me. I’ll give you everything!" It was his powerful uncle who answered the door. "She's my woman now."
Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!
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.
"You're my wife in name only, on paper only. My heart and love will never be yours." Edward made it clear to Daisy that she was nothing to him. They were both victims of family greed -- the marriage was arranged for them. Six years passed. She remained quiet, gaining a reputation in the army as a tough-as-nails colonel. When she walked into his life again, Edward fell in love with this woman, unlike any he had known. She surprised and delighted him. But will Daisy take him back? Can their son keep them together? Can the rift between them be healed? Pick this one up and find out!
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.