Kayla was a 17-year old daddy's princess when she lost her parents in a ghastly motor accident. Seven years later, she struggles as a broke fashion designer with no hope of finding love and happiness. When she meets bad boy billionaire, Jesse Bruno, she isn't sure anymore...
Kayla stared at her tired reflection in the mirror. She paused for x in donning on more makeup to hide the eye bags that had been lingering around lately.
Checking her small wall clock, she hurriedly slid into her old black leather boots. It was 7:05am in the morning, and five more minutes in the boxed-hole apartment would send her running late. Larry, her grey haired boss wouldn't appreciate that, no matter how lovely he was. He would keep a straight face while giving a short talk on how much he frowned at indiscipline. Kayla respected Larry and his work ethics. She was always sorry whenever she slept overtime and ended up being late to work. Being a retired naval officer, Larry is known to frown at any form of slacking or indiscipline. Asides that, he was a good old fashion boss.
Kayla clutched unto her matching black bag. The leather was equally as old as the boots she just wore. Few months ago, she had gotten both items at a discount price in a thrift store. Funny how they looked as tired as she was now.
Quickly, she rolled her silky blonde hair in a tight ponytail before dashing out into the streets. Her red dress had beautiful golden designs around the bra cup. On a good day, she would have lingered a moment more to swoon proudly at the fact that she made the beautiful dress. Some days she went late, that had been her reason. It was easy to get lost twirling before her mirror, spotting ways she could have done it better.
But Kayla didn't want to be late, besides, today want a good day. She raced her way through small corners and shortcuts while trying hard not to let another tear fall.
Yes, Kayla had been crying herself to sleep every night for the past few weeks, even years.
It was nearing that time of the year again.
Her birthday...
Also dad's death anniversary.
Before she could let herself wallow in deep misery, the long morning bus appeared before her. She hurriedly hopped, took a deep breath and settled at a seat in the back.
Few days away, Kayla would be celebrating her 24th birthday.
'Celebrating' seemed like a grand word, she had spent the past years mostly 'mourning' her birthdays.
It was like a jinx. The feeling of dark depression always came upon her whenever she was nearing her birthdays. It would come with an even more staggering force on the D-day. It was in total contrast to the former excitement she used to feel whenever it was her birthday. Her dad didn't help matters back then, he would make a big hype about her birthdays and grant her every of her princess wishes. Dad claimed she was his beautiful fairy princess.
It was funny and thrilling back then, so much that she wanted to laugh out loud again. But then she remembered, those laughs now came as a deep and slicing painful groan. She couldn't bear to embarrass herself in a public bus so early in the morning, neither could she afford to wash off the cheap makeup that hid her eye bags.
Hell, she would rather face Larry's anger over being late than have him get worried sick over her tearful state.
Kayla held tightly into her seat in a bid to stiffle more tears. She breathed in large mouthful of air to keep her steady. A bit calm, she sighed heavily.
"Perhaps, I should never have been born." She mumbled bitterly.
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.
In the previous life, Maggie Johnson was so cowardly, gullible and stupid that she was coaxed by her fiance and stepsister and then broke her legs and lost everything including her fortune, love and even life. However, she was so lucky that she was reborn in the year before everything happened. Since her life restarted, how could she repeat a previous tragedy? Therefore, in this life, she took the opportunity to improve herself and take revenge on the ones who had ever insulted her. Facing the people who had humiliated her previously, she became smart and experienced to break their frames and tricks that had caused her to hurt in the previous life. Finally, no one could stop her pace to amaze the world any more.
Lyric had spent her life being hated. Bullied for her scarred face and hated by everyone-including her own mate-she was always told she was ugly. Her mate only kept her around to gain territory, and the moment he got what he wanted, he rejected her, leaving her broken and alone. Then, she met him. The first man to call her beautiful. The first man to show her what it felt like to be loved. It was only one night, but it changed everything. For Lyric, he was a saint, a savior. For him, she was the only woman that had ever made him cum in bed-a problem he had been battling for years. Lyric thought her life would finally be different, but like everyone else in her life, he lied. And when she found out who he really was, she realized he wasn't just dangerous-he was the kind of man you don't escape from. Lyric wanted to run. She wanted freedom. But she desired to navigate her way and take back her respect, to rise above the ashes. Eventually, she was forced into a dark world she didn't wish to get involved with.
Their marriage was nothing but for the benefit of the two families. He could choose anyone to be his bride, but the moment he laid his eyes on her, he knew she was the one he wanted. However, their marriage didn't last for a long because of her indifference. Until the moment he signed the divorce agreement, he finally witnessed her true colors. It turned out that she also took advantage of him. Their divorce was not an end but the start of the real love game.
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"