Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
In a dimly-lit hotel room...
Rena Gordon passionately kissed the handsome stranger.
Earlier tonight, her ex-boyfriend, Harold Moore, announced his engagement-with another woman. Rena was so devastated that she got drunk at a bar. Under the influence of alcohol and the strange man's charm, she somehow ended up here.
Now that Harold was marrying a rich girl regardless of his four-year relationship with her, then she could also indulge herself a little, right?
Just as the man was pulling her clothes off, Rena leaned on the man's shoulder and forgot herself, murmuring, "Harold!"
The man stopped abruptly, and the lust in the atmosphere instantly dissipated.
The next second, the lights were flicked on.
The bright light made her squint, but when her eyes finally adjusted to the light, she saw the man's face clearly.
It was Waylen Fowler-the most sought-after lawyer across the country. He was very famous in law circles, and he was an elite with countless assets.
But most importantly, he was the future brother-in-law of Harold, who had just betrayed her.
Rena sobered up instantly.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She almost had sex with the brother of her very rival in love!
Waylen also pulled away from her.
Leaning against the wall, he lit a cigarette. After taking a long drag, he looked her up and down and said playfully, "Very interesting, Miss Gordon."
He flicked the ash off his cigarette and asked with a faint smile, "What were you thinking about just now when you kissed me? Did you want to have sex with me to make Harold jealous?"
Obviously, Waylen also recognized her now.
Rena couldn't pretend that she didn't know this man.
After all, Waylen was famous. She just didn't recognize him earlier because of the alcohol.
She knew that she couldn't afford to offend such a big shot, so she lowered her head and apologized meekly. "I'm sorry, Mr. Fowler. I drank too much."
Fortunately, he didn't make things difficult for her. After finishing off his cigarette, he stood up straight and tossed a coat at her. "Put it on. I'll drive you back."
Rena thanked him softly.
In Waylen's Bentley, while neither of the two spoke all throughout the drive, Rena would occasionally steal glances at him.
The man had an angular face and a perfectly chiseled jawline. Although she didn't know the brand of his shirt, she could see that it was very expensive.
Rena guessed that there must've been tons of women lining up to hook up with this man.
After a few minutes of silence, Waylen stopped the car in front of their destination. He turned his head slightly and stared at her slender and straight legs for a few seconds before finally handing her his business card.
Rena knew what this meant.
But she was surprised that he'd still want to sleep with her after finding out who she was.
Although he was charming and probably good in bed, Rena hesitated. It was a bad idea to get entangled with a big shot like him, so she said, "Mr. Fowler, we'd better not stay in contact."
Waylen shrugged indifferently.
Rena was indeed beautiful, but he wouldn't force himself on her if she was not interested.
So he tucked his business card back in his pocket and said, "Being conservative suits you."
Rena was a little embarrassed, but before she could respond, Waylen got out of the car and opened the door for her like a gentleman. She almost wondered if it was all just a dream and that nothing had actually happened between them in that hotel room tonight.
As soon as she got out, the car slowly drove away.
A cool breeze blew over, sending shivers down her spine. Only then did she realize that she had forgotten to return the coat to him.
When she was hesitating whether she should try to catch up to him or not, her phone rang.
Glancing at the caller ID, she saw that it was her stepmother Eloise calling. The latter's anxious voice sounded from the other end of the line, saying, "Rena, come back home now! Something bad happened!"
Rena tried to ask her about it, but Eloise couldn't make it clear on the phone and just pleaded with her to go back home as soon as possible.
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
Life was perfect until she met her boyfriend's big brother. There was a forbidden law in the Night Shade Pack that if the head Alpha rejected his mate, he would be stripped of his position. Sophia's life would get connected with the law. She was an Omega who was dating the head Alpha's younger brother. Bryan Morrison, the head Alpha, was not only a cold-blooded man but also a charming business tycoon. His name was enough to cause other packs to tremble. He was known as a ruthless man. What if, by some twist of destiny, Sophia's path were to intertwine with his?
"Who is she?" I asked, feeling tears well up in my eyes. "He met her at the Alpha training camp," he said. "She is a perfect suitor for him. It snowed last night, indicating that his wolf is happy with his choice." My heart sank, and tears made their way down my cheeks. Alexander took my innocence last night, and now he is taking that thing in his office as his Luna. **** Emily never shifted on her 18th birthday and became the laughingstock of the pack. When her old crush, Alexander Black, returns from Alpha Training, she never expected him to be her mate. After a night of passionate love, Emily finds out that young Alpha Alexander has taken a chosen mate. Heartbroken and humiliated, Emily runs off and disappears from the pack. Now, five years later, Emily is a high-ranking warrior in King Alpha's army, specializing in sensitive matters. When her best friend invites her to a night of music and laughter, she never expects to run into her mate, Alexander. Will Alexander figure out it is Emily? Will he chase after her, and most of all, will Emily be able to keep her secrets safe?
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
Elin spent twenty years deeply loving her husband, finally marrying him just as she'd always dreamed. But reality shattered her illusions—he wasn't the man she believed. Instead, he callously destroyed her family, crushing her heart beyond repair. At her lowest point, Ruben, equally betrayed that night, approached her steadily. "Marry me, Elin. I'll help you take revenge." Yet, after their wedding, she quickly discovered he was dangerously unpredictable. "I made a mistake. Let's divorce..." Ruben slid his arm possessively around her waist, whispering a chilling promise, "Only in death."
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"