Frans Rudiart was heartbroken and pretended to be a lecturer to ward off his sadness. However, his status as a lecturer unexpectedly led him to marry Veronica, a student who was the subject of ridicule on campus due to her overweight body. What is their story?
A man stepped eagerly into an apartment located in an upscale area, holding a small velvet-lined box in his hand.
Tonight, Frans planned to surprise his girlfriend, Arinda Afriyani Hermawan, on her birthday. They had been dating for the past two years.
Frans couldn't help but smile as he looked at the door of the apartment unit he had purchased on the anniversary of his relationship with Arinda. The apartment was now occupied by Arinda as a gift for their first anniversary.
As Frans entered, the unit seemed quiet. His gaze scanned the dimly lit living room. It was already midnight, so it was reasonable to assume that Arinda had gone to bed by now.
A few hours ago, Frans had claimed to be busy and unable to celebrate her birthday, which had angered Arinda, who called him unromantic. She had also declared her intention to sleep early that night and forbidden Frans from visiting.
However, Frans, who was preparing a surprise for her birthday, didn't care about her instructions. In his hands, he held a diamond-studded ring that would be a birthday gift for Arinda and a proposal ring.
Frans's lips curled up as he looked at the ring, still hidden inside the velvet box, and the slightly open bedroom door. He approached the partially open door.
Frans's hand extended, ready to press the handle and push the bedroom door open. However, before he could do that, his hearing caught a disgusting sound from inside the room.
"No way," Frans mumbled to himself, dismissing the sudden intrusive thoughts, accompanied by increasingly audible moans.
Yet, he remained convinced that it wasn't Arinda inside. They had been in a relationship for two years, and even when they spent nights together, Arinda had never allowed him to go beyond a hug.
Now? Frans shook his head, believing his hearing must be playing tricks on him. He quickly pushed the door open to confirm his mistaken thoughts.
However, when the bedroom door swung open, Frans froze instantly. His eyes welled with tears, and a crushing feeling gripped his chest. Before him, Arinda was betraying the pure love he had for her.
The pain gnawed at Frans as he watched Arinda, who was in control of the situation. She was the one who was the most passionate, her body glistening with sweat. Never had Frans imagined that Arinda could be so wild, given the love he had for her.
"Hurry up. I'll wait outside," Frans said flatly, one hand raised, signaling for Arinda to stay where she was. He refused to have Arinda run towards him, seeking forgiveness or making excuses. He couldn't bear to hear words that would only be more painful. It was better to end it and get rid of it as far as possible.
"Frans..." Arinda sighed, panicking as she saw Frans suddenly appear and witness what she had been hiding all this time.
Frans curled one corner of his lips, chuckling at himself for being so easily fooled by Arinda. He had sacrificed a lot in their relationship, but this was what he got in return. There was no forgiveness left to give, even a little.
So, when Arinda finished dressing, Frans and his two bodyguards were waiting in the living room, ready to clean the unit of all Arinda's belongings and traces. Frans also had all of Arinda's things thrown out of the unit and requested the apartment management to change the unit's password.
Arinda, not accepting Frans's eviction, struggled, crying and pleading for his forgiveness. However, Frans had no intention of accepting her apology. He had judged all women the same, promising not to engage in a relationship with a woman anytime soon.
One year later,
A slightly plump girl ran into the university campus area, desperately trying not to be late for her class. Her parents had gone out of town to build a garden, so there was no one at home to wake her up. Furthermore, she had stayed up all night to complete an assignment. As a result, Veronica woke up late and was running late for campus.
"Hopefully, there's still a seat," Veronica muttered. She hoped that the back row would still have an empty seat because she strongly preferred not to sit at the front and become the center of attention for her fellow students.
Moreover, she had to share a class with a girl named Bianca Marsya, who constantly ridiculed her shortcomings. Bianca even incited other students not to befriend Veronica.
"I knew it," Veronica sighed as her steps reached the classroom door. She saw that there were no more empty seats at the back; they had already been taken by her friends. She knew that today she wouldn't be able to focus on studying due to the whispers and smirks from her classmates.
Just as Veronica took her first step into the classroom, all eyes were already on her. Whispers and subtle mocking smiles followed her. Veronica could only smile and pretend they didn't exist, hoping that the professor who was supposed to teach would still be absent so she could go home.
"Since you're sitting in the front today, could you please have a bit of self-awareness and move to the corner so you don't obstruct our view?" said a beautiful female student, none other than Bianca. She deliberately disturbed Veronica to make her feel intimidated.
It was always like this. Bianca felt that Veronica wasn't worthy of receiving an education at their prestigious university. Unfortunately, Veronica had been accepted and could study for free because she had a scholarship. Responding to Bianca's bullying and insults could jeopardize her scholarship. Besides, Bianca was the youngest daughter of a university dean, so it would be very dangerous to go against her.
So Veronica remained silent and took her seat, staring at the professor's chair in front of her, hoping the professor would still be absent so she could go home.
"Good morning," greeted a tall, muscular, bespectacled man as he entered the classroom. The male professor, renowned for his handsome looks, caught the attention of all the female students. They had not expected such a young and attractive professor to be teaching their class.
Of course, it was a blessing to be able to meet him face to face. Until now, they could only admire him from a distance and exchange brief greetings when they crossed paths. The handsome professor was also stern and reserved, so not many students could engage in extensive conversations with him, except for those under his guidance. But now?
"Good morning, Sir..."
The entire class responded and took their seats.
"Alright. Let me introduce myself. My name is Frans Rudiart, but you can call me Mr. Frans. I am your substitute teacher for the time being because your regular professor is still hospitalized. I hope for your cooperation, and I trust you won't mind me filling in here," explained Frans briefly before beginning the teaching process.
"Sir, don't worry. How could we not want to be taught by such a handsome teacher?" quipped Bianca, trying to get his attention. She had been eyeing Frans for a long time, and this was her chance to talk to him. It was certainly a stroke of luck.
Frans curled one corner of his lips. "I've had my fill of sweet words like that. It's better to start the teaching process instead of wasting time. But before we begin, let's get to know each other," he said as he took a seat in the corner of the room.
From his seat, Frans could see all the students he would be instructing for some time until the regular professor could return to campus.
"You," Frans pointed at Veronica, who was seated right in front of him. "Introduce yourself! And the rest of you, please continue until we're done," he requested.
Veronica nodded and stood up from her seat. "My name is Veronica Wijaya, Sir," she said, offering a slight bow as a sign of respect to Frans.
"Veronica Wijaya the Plain," unexpectedly added Bianca, creating a stir in the classroom due to the beautiful student's comment.
"Mind your words and please behave as a proper student!" Frans rebuked, his gaze sharp. He didn't like people who acted arrogantly because of their advantages.
"Yes, Sir, yes. No need to get angry like that. Can't we discuss this nicely? I'm the daughter of a dean here, you know. You should treat me better," complained Bianca, quite surprised by Frans's response to her words.
"Well, since you put it that way, I'll be waiting for you in your father's office after this class," Frans challenged. He wanted to see how far Bianca's arrogance would take her.
"Alright, I'll be waiting for you there, Sir," Bianca responded, accepting Frans's challenge because she saw it as an opportunity from God to be close to him.
Frans let out a heavy sigh. He couldn't fathom how someone as young as Bianca could act like this, as if she had no manners.
Arcano holds a deep grudge against Ezenia, his brother-in-law. The Mafia chief hates Ezenia ingrained because Arcano saw with his own two eyes Ezenia kill his late wife whom Arcano loved very much. Ezenia also does not deny it as if he is saying that he is indeed a murderer. However, in the midst of Arcano's blind rage at his sister-in-law, his more powerful grandfather married them both on the grounds that Arcano's son needed a mother's love.
After her heart was shattered due to her lover's decision to marry the director's daughter at their workplace, Hayle, an obstetrician, is determined to win back her former lover by implanting Lucas's embryo into her womb. But disaster strikes when the seed is accidentally swapped, and Hayle must come to terms with the fact that she is pregnant with an unknown man's child. Amidst her dilemma of whether to continue her pregnancy or terminate it, Hayle must confront the mysterious man who claims to be the father of the baby she is carrying. Another issue is that the man is unhappy that she is pregnant with his child. "Who are you?" Hayle's eyes darted around as she saw the figure of the man in front of her. "If you dare to do anything to my baby inside your womb, you will know who I am!" The voice, like the wind in winter, left Hayle frozen in place. Her lips trembled uncontrollably. "Al-alright."
Xaras was willing to mortgage the fields left by his parents as capital for Kendra, his husband. He said he could easily make money in the city and would come for her when their business flourished. However, it was all just empty talk. Not to mention fetching, even sending news didn't happen. Until Xaras grew tired of waiting and followed Kendra in a heavily pregnant condition. Hoping for good news, the reality was betrayal. Kendra remarried with a woman named Riska, Xaras' close friend from high school. How does Xaras respond to it?
Airin, faced with an unexpected pregnancy from a brief encounter with a man named Zidan, navigates the challenges of single motherhood when Zidan disappears upon learning about the pregnancy. Determined, Airin decides to raise her child alone while continuing her studies. Despite facing judgment and pressure at her university for bringing the baby to classes, Fachri, a young lecturer, consistently supports her and even helps care for the baby during lectures. Over time, their bond deepens, and Airin sees Fachri as a warm and caring figure. Likewise, Fachri admires Airin's intelligence and independence. As Airin contemplates choosing Fachri as the father figure for her child, Zidan unexpectedly reappears in her life. Now, Airin faces the difficult decision of choosing between Fachri, who has been a constant support, and Zidan, the biological father of her child.
"Mom, please stop searching for a lover. I don't want Father's condition to deteriorate further due to your behavior. Otherwise, I will destroy any relationship you have with any man!" Chelsea admonished, giving a warning. She had lost count of how many warnings she had given, given the numerous men her mother had approached for money, despite her father's serious illness. "It's up to you, do whatever you want. I don't care anymore because I can't bear to live in poverty," the mother replied calmly, indifferent to Chelsea's feelings. "Fine, if that's what you want. I swear I will marry one of your most meaningful lovers!" Chelsea promised her mother when the pain had taken over her.
Becoming a replacement bride was not an easy task for Alice. Besides having to let go of Gilbert, her beloved partner, she also had to face Alden Sebastian's demeanor, who was so cold and untouchable. Alden is her current lawful husband, as well as the prospective husband of Chloe, her own adopted sister.
Rose looked at the reports in her hand and was in shock... The reports said that she was one month pregnant, however, how can she get pregnant when she didn't have any man in her life... "Was it because of that dream? Could I get pregnant because I have sex in my dream?" She thought... She didn't have any mental problems, however, except for this she can't able to think about anything... However, she still didn't get out of her surprise when she met the man in her dream... Kevin Davis looked at the reports in her hand and asked, "Is this child mine?" However, Rose didn't answer but asked... "Was that night not a dream?" Kevin was angry because it was his first time and she thinks it was a dream... Kevin forced her to marry him however, Rose didn't want it... She wanted to abort the child but he didn't let her... In the end... Rose agreed to marry him... She looked at Kevin's blue eyes and said, "I will marry you, however, I had two conditions..." "First, after marriage, you can't control my freedom, I still had the right to do whatever I want. Don't worry I won't harm the child." "Second, if I ever found out that you had cheated behind my back then I will leave with my child and you can't stop me..." Both of them got married... However, after she falls in love with him... She found there are hidden secrets in his past...
After a passionate night, Verena left some money and wanted to leave, but was held by her companion. "Isn't it your turn to make me happy?" Verena, always disguising herself as ugly, slept with her fiance's uncle, Darren, in order to escape her engagement with her unfaithful fiance. Darren had respect and admiration. Word of his romantic escapades circulated, some saying they saw him kissing a lady against a wall and others calling it gossip. Who could ever tame Darren's heart? Then, shockingly, Darren was caught bending down to help Verena with her shoes, all to score a kiss from her!
Endless caresses, endless kisses. Clinging to him as if her life depended on it, her body ached for more and she arched into the touch to receive more, more pleasure. "Oh darling, you taste so delicious, I can't get enough." He rubbed himself against her, telling her how much he wanted her, his deep, gruff voice resonating in her head. Her body also desired him. "Come for me, baby," He gave the order, and her body obeyed, following his command. "No!" she yelled, opening her eyes abruptly. Feeling confused and guilty, she gasped and sat up in bed. Scarlett's life takes an unexpected when she discovers that she is pregnant by a stranger with whom she had a one-night stand. She was humiliated and disowned by her parents. She ran away from the pack to start a new life. Will Scarlett find her way back to the father of her kids? What happens when he finds her and does everything possible to make her his? Will they scale through the challenges that life would throw at them? ***** Scarlett wakes up in bed with a stranger and doesn't even remember how she got there. She later discovers that the man she spent that night with was the Lycan King.
This book contains hot mature scenes and languages. Read at your own risk! "Ahhh...". She threw her head back and gasped at the sudden vibrating sensation from her underwear. "What..what..what was that?" "A little toy and a bigger one playing with each other". Antonio replied and pressed the button again. Angela arched her back at the sweet torment,her fingers digging into the sheets tightly. "Stop..stop..please,this is bad,my head is spinning..i ...can't..take...it". Her mouth moved convulsively. "The setting is still low, you are already so twitchy,your body is just so ready". He replied dry, watching her face closely. "Please....". "Those faces you make...you better stop or I will get hard enough to not hold back". He replied and increased the speed. "Haaa...ahhhh..wait...stop ...please". Angela cried, her eyes bulging,as she fought with herself..her thighs vibrating too. "Seeing you cry to it is actually more interesting,I should use it often on you..,this is pretty fun". He pressed the next button. "Stop please...it keeps grinding on my..clit. so hard.I..think something's coming out...my body...ahhh..I am gonna pee..stop". "If you do that...well you will explain to the doctor and nurses, how you wetted the sheets, you can do better,just hold it in". He smirked. She rubbed her thighs together and bit hard on her lower lip,trying to hold back. "Let's take it to the next level,shall we?" She opened her eyes widely,her tongue out salivating. "No..no..please..no..more...." Suddenly she felt herself shaking convulsively. I am at my limits..this is bad..I can't let this pee out...but it's extremely hard,she thought and burst into tears. "Freckles,I will advise you to save the tears we are just warming up". He breaks into her thoughts. "I.. can't..I can't...ahh nghh!" Her eyes rolled back... Anthonio watched her intently, a cigar clamped in his teeth,a hand in his pocket and the other with the remote. He could feel himself hardened. She had that insane effect on him. "Fuck! I am hard". He cursed under his breath. Suddenly the door opened. "Grandma?" Angela gasped, tears clouded her eyes as she tried to keep her face straight and voice steady. *****ADULT CONTENT HERE* read at your own risk! "No matter the time or place,you will spread your legs for me when I say so,that's my condition,can you do that?" Angela met his eyes and swallowed convulsively. "Yes". Her voice trembled. Angela, a 24 yrs old and breadwinner of her poor class family was left with no other choice other than to say yes to Mr Antonio inorder to save her nieces. Antonio Montero of the famous Montero family! The incredibly handsome, famous idol and young billionaire also known as the sexiest man of his generation. A toxic playboy with many sex scandals. Nevertheless, Angela wasn't a fan of his looks or movie roles as most girls including her very own sister, not even in the least in love with him nor he with her. He got a death wish to grant and she, emotionally blackmailed. Most girls would die to find themselves in this situation but not Angela... One year Angela will have her simple life back. But what will she do if it becomes a life time imprisonment? There are far many secrets about the Monteros that got her entrapped.
Sandra Hill, the long-lost real heiress of the Hill family, was shunned by her own kin. Instead of embracing her, they bestowed their affection upon an impostor. They even arranged her to marry a vegetative man in place of her so-called “sister”. Sandra sneered, refusing to put up with this humiliation, cut off ties with the Hill family immediately and ran into the flash marriage with Wesley Cooper, her unconscious billionaire husband. With her incredible medical skills, she defied the odds and revived him. Little did she expect that her husband spoiled her with all his love... A medical genius, a computer prodigy, a national treasure in painting, and a racing legend... Her husband revealed her various identities, leaving the Hill family regretful. Her father came pleading, "It's Dad's fault. Please come back." Her mother wept, "Mom will protect you from now on. Please come back." Even her five brothers knelt before he, begging for forgiveness. Yet, Sandra's smile held a hint of mockery as she vowed, “Never!”
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!"