Love is described as a magnificent painting, where vibrant and warm colors radiate from enamored gazes, sweet smiles, and whispered endearments. It holds the power to transform dull days into vivid ones and creates a delicate connection between two souls. Like two sides of a coin, love and hatred are contrasting states of the soul, weaving a rich and alluring psychological tapestry in human life.
The winter in France is very cold, with heavy snow falling outside. Naice Williams is wrapped up in a white fur coat, her blonde hair shimmering with white snowflakes, making her look like a teddy bear wandering in the sky.
The weather is freezing, and Naice's rosy cheeks and hands are gradually getting stiff and red. She clasps her hands together and blows warm air into them. Naice walks straight ahead, glancing at the colorful signs above.
Finally, she arrives, and a satisfied smile appears on Naice's face as she pushes open the warm glass door, feeling the warmth enveloping her body, bringing her a sense of excitement and comfort.
"Naice, we're here!"
Kaite stands up and waves her hand. Inside the crowded bar, Kaite is petite, her white slender hands waving in the air, painted nails shining in red.
Naice hurries over, taking off her scarf, and smiles.
"Long time no see, are you all doing well?"
The group consists of four people, all with American nationality, but three of them work in France. Only Naice came to France because she was nominated by a large company to discuss and sign a cooperation contract.
Naice has a beautiful smile, and there's even a dimple on her cheek when she smiles, making her look lovable and charming.
Ali pulls Naice's hand, "Sit down, have a drink to warm up, it's very cold outside."
Naice smiles, "Slow down! Don't you have a girlfriend here? Where is she?"
Ali rolls his eyes, "Why should we invite her to our gathering?"
Erica sitting next to Ali joins in, "He's so careful with his girlfriend. We haven't even met her in person yet."
Ali can only smile at that. On his social media page, there's only a picture of a girl taken from behind, her curly hair and well-proportioned figure leaning against the railing with the city lights shining brightly in front of her. The photo is very beautiful.
Kaite looks at Ali with a hint of melancholy and pretends to be in a sad mood, "Well, she's taken, and you guys are still single! Don't you feel pitiful?"
Kaite tries to cheer up, raising her glass high, "Come on! Cheers to the day we can meet again. Bottoms up!"
All four raise their glasses and drink, enjoying a cheerful conversation about life, work, and the past.
As the wine runs out, they gradually refill the empty bottles. Erica starts to speak nonsense, accusing the heartless boss of oppressing his subordinates to the point of despair. She wants to go back to the US and keeps saying she'll go back with Naice.
Naice presses her lips together, "You've worked so hard to be promoted to director, something many people dream of. If you give up halfway, you'll lose everything. Don't act impulsively; you should think carefully."
Erica grumbles, "Take me back with you, go back with you."
Kaite shakes her head and stands up, pulling Erica up with her, "Alright, I'll take you home."
"I want to be with Naice, be with Naice."
Kaite's voice raised a bit in annoyance, "You just got settled here after going through eight layers of skin, and now you want to get scraped off another ten layers? No way, you're staying here."
Kaite has a strong personality, and her black leather jacket adds to her masculine appearance. After Ali finishes paying the bill, he turns to ask, "Can you take Erica home? Or should I take both of you home? You've had quite a bit to drink!"
Kaite glances at him, "Of course, go ahead and take Naice home, I'll go."
After saying that, Kaite hugs Erica and leads her out. Ali looks at Naice and says, "Which hotel are you staying at? I'll take you home."
Naice shakes her head, smiling, "It's just two streets away, you go back, I want to walk home."
"Alright." Before Naice can say anything, she is suddenly pulled into a small alley. Her back hits the wall, and a pair of lips suddenly rush towards her, bringing a wave of warmth. Startled, she opens her eyes wide, trying to push the man away, but she can't push him away completely, only making murmuring sounds of resistance from her throat.
"He ran this way, damn it, we'll be screwed if we lose him."
The man shouts, and the chaotic sound of footsteps running on the snow echoes.
Naice's eyes widen, and she remains silent.
She only hears one sentence, "Boss, he's lost the trail." Followed by a burst of furious cursing, two minutes later, everything returns to silence as if nothing happened.
Naice bites her teeth hard, and the man's lips immediately start to bleed, but he doesn't move. She pushes him hard and his strong figure seems to disappear, as if he vanishes, and then he falls back against the wall behind him.
Naice's hands are floating in the air, how can she have such strength? She suspiciously looks down at her hands, which are now covered in red, all blood. Naice panics and picks up her phone to call for help, but suddenly the man's hot, trembling hand grabs her wrist.
"Don't call for help."
His voice is weak but extremely charming, as if his words could enchant others with just a few sentences.
Naice bends down, looking at the man's hand gripping her wrist tightly. She doesn't know what to do, fearing that if he dies here, she will be implicated.
Yes, she needs to call an ambulance. Naice shakily takes out her phone, but suddenly her trembling hand, hot and feverish, is grabbed by the man.
"Don't call," his voice is weak, but the tone is seductive, as if a few more words could enchant anyone who listens.
Naice frowns, not answering, and his other hand begins to loosen its grip on her wrist. The night is cold, Naice's hand feels icy, but the man's hand is strangely warm.
Or is he running a fever? He still has a bleeding wound on his body.
The day Lilah found out that she was pregnant, she caught her fiancé cheating on her. Her remorseless fiancé and his mistress almost killed her. Lilah fled for her dear life. When she returned to her hometown five years later, she happened to save a little boy's life. The boy's father turned out to be the world's richest man. Everything changed for Lilah from that moment. The man didn't let her experience any inconvenience. When her ex-fiancé bullied her, he crushed the scumbag's family and also rented out an entire island just to give Lilah a break from all the drama. He also taught Lilah's hateful father a lesson. He crushed all her enemies before she even asked. When Lilah's vile sister threw herself at him, he showed her a marriage certificate and said, "I'm happily married and my wife is much more beautiful than you are!" Lilah was shocked. "When did we ever get married? Last I checked, I was still single." With a wicked smile, he said, "Honey, we've been married for five years. Isn't it about time we had another child together?" Lilah's jaw dropped to the floor. What the hell was he talking about?
My name is Katia, and I am just trying to survive until my fated mate arrives. Which may be easier said than done. Rejectection is the last straw. Whispering my acceptance of his rejection. I run through the pack house, out across the manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me and have had to suffer everything I have. She whispers," it's not your fault, Katia. We came to a cliff with a waterfall. The hurt keeps pounding at me. I need it to stop. My sweet girl, and I just want peace, I keep running and leap off the cliff. Spreading my arms wide, with tears streaming down my face, I fall, not making a sound, waiting for sweet oblivion where we feel nothing ever again. "I love you, my sweet girl! Until we meet again, "My wolf replied just before we hit the water, "I love you too, Katia. I have never regretted a moment with you." The Snow Moon pack is having their last barbecue of the summer next to the waterfall on their land. The adults are laughing and joking while watching the pups play. The alpha, beta, and gamma are swimming with some of the older children and playing a game of Marco Polo. Someone yells, "Oh my goddess, someone just jumped over the waterfall!" Everyone is frozen as they watch what looks to be a child falling arms spread wide, no one makes a sound. The small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain. The alpha, beta, and gamma, spring into action, swimming towards the area the person went under. The alpha is screaming his wolf is going crazy repeating, "Find her. Find her...find her!" They dive and the beta surfaces with a small person in his arms. Alpha takes the girl from his beta, laying her on the ground. The men are shocked by what they see. She is covered in scars and injuries. Her body is twisted and broken. The Beta asks, "Who could have done this to someone so defenseless?" Alpha drops to his knees, repeating, "MATE...MATE...MATE!"
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
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!"
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.