The reason Areilla Shelton went aboard four years ago was that she was framed by her stepsister. During the past four years, she suffered a lot. Now she is strong enough to fight against her stepsister. Therefore, she finally decides to come back home from aboard along with her baby twins. At the airport, she comes across Ivan Haynes. Ivan is the president of Haynes Group. He gets a disease that he can't touch women, whether young or old. If he touches them, he will have a rash. But when he meets Ariella, all these symptoms are disappeared. Maybe it's her that is his medicine.
Hot!
A fine sweat broke out on Ariella Shelton's forehead. Her fair skin flushed as red as a steamed shrimp. Her mouth was parched, and her tongue scorched.
She struggled to lift her heavy eyelids and met a pair of deep, cold eyes. Her heart convulsed.
"Who... who are you?"
She opened her mouth with all her strength, only to find her voice as hoarse as that of an old lady in her seventies.
"You've climbed on my bed and still play hard-to-get?"
The voice of the man on the sofa was deep and attractive. In the shadows, his features looked cold while his hands were fiddling with a lighter.
What did he mean?
A flash of confusion crossed her eyes. When did she get on his bed?
She would get married tomorrow. How would she have any interest in another man?
It was her bachelorette party tonight, and everyone was having fun. How did she end up here?
She could vaguely remember having a glass of wine from her sister, Rainie Shelton. The following part of her memory was blank.
Anyway, she couldn't stay here and should go home.
She gritted her teeth, trying to get up and get out of this strange room.
"Don't use up your energy; I don't like to make love with a corpse."
His deep, cold voice was as pleasant as the tone of a cello. To her, however, he sounded like a demon.
In a moment, she found herself against a broad chest. His cold, tough vibe enveloped and chained her.
Ariella wanted to scream, but anxiety took her voice away.
She struggled desperately, but it was like a tickle to him.
Her despair and reluctance were shattered...
The long humiliation felt like a lifetime.
By the time she opened her eyes, the man was already gone. The clothes scattering around the floor reminded her that it was not a dream last night.
A stranger really raped her!
She tried to recall the tough man from last night, but the light in the room was so dim that she couldn't see his face clearly. What impressed and frightened her was a pair of eagle's eyes.
She begged for mercy but in vain and passed out in the end.
She gritted her teeth. He was handsome, so what? That didn't change the fact that he was an abominable rapist.
Ariella squirmed but immediately gasped in pain, and her chubby face paled.
She shed tears of grievances. Her heart was gripped by sadness as she thought of what happened last night. Why did such a thing happen to her?
How was she supposed to explain this to her fiancé, Gavin Bates? Right before the wedding day, she lost her virginity.
Moreover, she didn't even see that man's face clearly. How was she supposed to explain that?
She couldn't let others know about this, otherwise...
Bang!
The door was busted open, and in swarmed many people photographing the woman on the bed.
Scared out of her wits, Ariella wrapped herself tightly in a blanket and shouted, "Who are you? Get out."
"Ms. Shelton, may I ask if you had a one-night stand yesterday?"
"Ms. Shelton, Mr. Bates, and you are getting married today. As the bride, you sleep with another man in this hotel. Do you have any comments?"
The aggressive questions from the journalists overwhelmed her. Now there was nothing she could say to remove the stigma from your name.
"No, it's like that..."
Her face was drained of blood as she grasped the blanket. Her clear eyes were filled with bewilderment. What should she do?
If the news got out, she would be doomed...
In just a few minutes, the photos of the daughter of the Shelton family cheating before her wedding hit the headlines in the tabloids.
She became an object of common hatred. The abuse came overwhelmingly, and she was tagged as vicious.
She staggered out of the hotel and hailed a taxi, "Sir, please take me to XX Church."
A flicker of tenacity flashed across her eyes as she decided to explain to Gavin that she was assaulted by a strange man yesterday.
She believed that Gavin would report the crime to the police with her.
Gavin was her childhood sweetheart, and she had adored him for so many years. Even if the whole world were against her, Gavin would believe her.
The taxi pulled off outside the church. In front of her eyes was a bustling scene.
Was another couple holding their wedding in this church, too?
Since her photos in the hotel had been exposed in the morning, there should be no weddings today.
In dismay, she walked into the church, only to find a familiar couple standing in front of the priest.
"Gavin Bates, do you take Rainie Shelton as your wife?"
"I do."
Everyone began to applaud, cheer for, and bless the couple, but her heart broke.
The scene was so cruel that he wanted to gouge out her eyes. Should Gavin marry another woman?
"Why?"
When she was just about to challenge him, she felt a pain in her neck and then blacked out.
When she came round, she found her hands and feet bound.
"Don't waste your energy; a wanton like you should be put in a pigsty."
A middle-aged woman with heavy makeup pointed at her nose and shouted abuse, "You want to vie with Rainie? Bah, don't even think about it."
"You!"
Ariella recognized her stepmother and gritted her teeth, asking, "Where is Gavin?"
She must ask him about everything.
"Little bitch, Gavin has married my daughter, and you should know when to give up. The wedding is not prepared for you from the very beginning..."
The marriage between the Sheltons and the Bates was a big deal. Of course, she would help her daughter take the little bitch and marry into the Bates family.
The middle-aged woman gave a triumphant smile, "Heh, sure enough, just like your mother, you can't stand loneliness. Both of you are frumpy."
Ariella trembled with anger, "Shut up; you're not worthy of talking about my mother."
"Bah, little bitch."
The middle-aged woman slapped her and instructed those behind her, "Tie her up and throw her into the sea."
Only then did Ariella notice that they were on a ship surrounded by the boundless sea.
Her blood froze. This might be the end.
She hadn't asked Gavin about everything nor explained to him what happened at the hotel. She didn't want to die.
"Little bitch, you should be happy because you'll join your mother at the bottom of the sea."
"What... what do you mean?"
Ariella widened her eyes and glared at her stepmother, "It was you. You killed my mother."
She thought her mother was missing.
It turned out her stepmother got her biological mother killed.
Then she was thrown into the sea. In front of her eyes, her stepmother's arrogant, ugly face diminished and became a blur...
She kept sinking, but a school of dolphins shoved her upwards by the waist.
A few fishermen from a nearby island saw a floating woman and rowed to her rescue.
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
Renea was trying the wedding dress, when suddenly the man rushed in the dressing room and held her neck tightly... “Bitch! Are you still trying to pretend innocent!” Jasper said as he tightened his grip on her neck and choked her harder. Then he used his other hand and took out the phone from his suit pocket and played the video of two people having sex in front of Renea… However, what was even more shocking, was that the woman in the video was, Renea Morris, however, the man in the video was not Jasper. Renea struggled to take a phone away from Jasper’s hand and tried to explain, “Jasper, it was not what you think… I… I can…” Jasper looked at Renea with his eyes full of disgust, as he said, “Let’s call of the wedding. I can’t marry a woman like you.” After saying that Jasper walked out of the shop Renea chase after Jasper... But then she sees Jasper passionately kissing her sister Kailey. And she hears everything, that her sleeping with strange men was all a plan of the vipers of the last two days, and that their goal was to get out of this stupid marriage. Even her adopted parents were also involved in this matter... They all do this with her because of the inheritance left by her grandfather... Renea heart was filled with anger and she wanted to expose their true colors to the public... However before she could do anything, Kailey had pushed her in front of the car and she got killed... However, when Renea open her eyes, she found herself sitting in the car with Kailey... She realized that she was reborn and went at the time when everything started... Renea looked at the people who had hurt her in her previous life and her lips curled up in a cold smile... She was back... However, this time... she was back for revenge...
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
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.
RIEKA She was a naive, chubby, wolfless werewolf, maltreated by her mate to the point where she loses her sanity and womb, her crime was being chubby and less attractive than her peers. GABRIEL He was a handsome, strong willed womanizer, who happens to a hybrid ALPHA prince, the person he loves the most is his kid brother RALPH. He has searched high and low for a mate he could never find. What will happen when he finds out that his beloved brother's ex wife, happens to be his long awaited mate, who was maltreated and is currently mentally unstable? Will he forgive his brother for hurting his mate? or will blood flow?
Compelled by her dad's dilemma and the looming fate of their business, Irene agreed to become Braydon's lover. To outsiders, Braydon seemed invulnerable, yet only Irene was privy to the tempestuous passions he unleashed behind closed doors. Gradually, Irene found herself tangled in the intricate emotional snare Braydon had woven, her heart craving more, only to be shattered by the revelation of his engagement. Devastated, she left and soon encountered Braydon's archrival. It was then that the formidable Braydon confronted the esteemed surgeon Dr. Mitchell, all in a fierce struggle over Irene.