A year ago, Eleonora was forced to marry Quentin, her enemy. A year later, she was asked for a divorce and left with nothing. She didn't complain about any of it. She knew it's his revenge on her for a big sin her father had committed against his family. She had to pay for it...with her body. She thought, after the divorce, she could start a new life, but she was totally wrong! By chance, she became his work partner and stayed with him every day. She thought he still hated her, but gradually she realized he helped her in life and career, and even protected her. He said clearly he hated her guts, but why did he give her tenderness? Day by day, she fell in love with him and gave up running away from him, but...would he love her back?
Late at night.
In the villa of the Lance family, which was located in the prime area of City A.
Eleonora Balton looked around the luxurious and a little dreamy big living room, and felt strange as well as heart-wrenching.
Home!
This was her home with Quentin Lance. They had stayed here for a year.
There was a hint of helplessness at the corners of Eleonora's mouth.
She put away today's newspaper. In the newspaper, her husband, Quentin, held a beautiful woman in his arms.
This kind of rumor news would appear in newspapers, magazines and even on TV from time to time.
Eleonora had already gotten used to it.
She feebly snuggled up on the sofa, folded her legs, and withdrew her scattered eyes. A stream of cold liquid slipped from the corners of her eyes unconsciously.
Outside the door, the dull footsteps sounded. However, no matter how familiar it was for Eleonora, it was enough to make her flustered when she heard it.
Eleonora quickly wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes.
He had said that he hated women crying the most.
If he saw her tears, he would be unhappy again.
Eleonora couldn't help straightening her back.
The door opened.
The living room suddenly became so quiet that she could hear his somewhat rapid breathing.
Eleonora turned her head and saw his handsome and arrogant but unusually cold face. There was a slight sense of drunkness in his cold eyes.
He drank again.
Eleonora couldn't help shivering.
Although he was her husband in the past year, he was like a passer-by in the home.
He always came here from time to time. Every time he came, Eleonora would suffer psychological and physical pains. When he was drunk, he would cause a great pain to Eleonora.
His arrival made Eleonora feel a chill rising from the bottom of her heart in July.
"You... are back?" Eleonora asked timidly.
Quentin frowned and did not answer.
He gracefully shook off his shoes and unbuttoned his shirt. More than half of his strong wheat-colored chest was exposed.
"Come here!" Quentin looked at Eleonora, who was still sitting on the sofa, with great dissatisfaction. "Didn't you see your husband coming back?"
She stood up and timidly went towards him.
Before she could get close to him, she had been pulled over by him.
He held her tightly in front of his chest. She smelled the perfume that couldn't be covered by the smell of wine on his body.
Eleonora bit her lip and felt a stabbing pain in her heart.
The newspaper said that Yvonne Moore was the closest to Quentin recently. This woman was just Eleonora's college classmate, and they had a good relationship. It had long been heard that the woman had an immeasurable political background.
He took her to all kinds of important occasions. Even Eleonora thought that Yvonne should be Quentin's real wife, while she was just a big joke.
The wife stayed alone in the empty room, and the husband was having an extramarital affair outside.
Eleonora thought of the woman who nestled in her husband's arms like a little bird. Their intimate photos almost occupied most of the page of the newspaper.
Eleonora was not a puppet. When she saw this, she would feel heartache and suffocate. But she had never quarreled with Quentin.
It was not that she didn't dare to do so, but she had known her limitation. This marriage just existed in name for him.
As a wife, she might be fired by him for his fury today or tomorrow.
When they were married, he stated it very clearly, "You should know the reason for this marriage. Don't expect me to love you, and don't expect you to be my wife in my heart. When I think it's enough, you can no longer be Mrs. Lance anytime!"
Until now, what he had said after getting drunk that night was still like a deep scar engraved in her heart. The touch of it would make her bleed.
So, no matter what he had done outside, she as his wife, who was about to be fired at any time and had no status, had no qualification to complain.
When Quentin saw that Eleonora's mind was wandering, he sneered.
Was this woman always so absent-minded?
He didn't care, and began to wander around her body through the thin nightgown with his hands.
Quentin's actions on Eleonora were always more than words.
Before Eleonora was fully prepared, Quentin's lips had already covered her lips overbearingly. He greedily touched her body, and soon tore her silk pajamas into pieces.
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After being cheated by her scumbag husband, Kimberley experienced a horrible night with a stranger. Then she was forced to get married under her sister’s name to save her family. Her second husband was rich and powerful Maddox Yardley, who was trapped in the wheelchair by his broken legs. They made a deal to be a fake couple, but they were attracted to each other gradually. Until Kimberly’s pregnancy changed everything. She got the baby on that night which was stamped indelibly on her memory. It was that stranger’s baby...None knew who he was. And an abortion might kill Kimberley. What would Kimberly do? Would she risk her life for the child of a stranger? Or leave the husband she loved?
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Savannah was an adorable college student. To revenge her ex-boyfriend, Savannah was boldly intended to kiss a "handsome enough" man and take a video to piss her ex off. However, she chose Callan, the most eligible bachelor in the world. Out of Savannah's prediction, she was teased that she had no idea what a real kiss was. Then the man even taught her in person. In a great panic, Savannah ran away. Savannah left a deep impression on Callan. However, he never thought he would meet Savannah so soon, especially, at the... male toilet!
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
Three years ago, the Moore family opposed Charles Moore's choice to marry his beloved woman and selected Scarlett Riley as his bride. Charles didn't love her. In fact, he hated her. Not long after they got married, Scarlett received an offer from her dream university and jumped on it. Three years later, Charles's beloved woman fell terribly ill. In order to fulfill her last wish, he called Scarlett back and presented her with a divorce agreement. Scarlett was deeply hurt by Charles's abrupt decision, but she chose to let him go and agreed to sign the divorce papers. However, Charles seemed to delay the process deliberately, leaving Scarlett confused and frustrated. Now, Scarlett was trapped between the consequences of Charles's indecision. Would she be able to break free from him? Would Charles eventually come to his senses and face his true feelings?
Due to the plight of her family, Phoebe had no choice but to embark on the path of selling herself. In an accident, she had a tangled night with Alexander. Everything began to derail, and even if she fled to the ends of the earth, she would still be found by him and entangled... *** Phoebe screamed in frustration, "What do you want from me?" What was this supposed to be? He raised an eyebrow wickedly. "What do I want? You'll find out soon enough." With that, he hoisted her up and carried her back into the office. The door slammed shut with a kick, and he cleared the desk with a sweep of his arm before laying her down on it, his body pinning hers in place, completely trapping her in his grasp. Every cell in his body was telling him he wanted her. He wanted to claim her again. This time, there would be no escape for her-he wouldn't let her slip away. Never again. If he had suffered for five years, then this woman wouldn't get off easily either!
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?
"Then let's get a divorce!" With courage, Leora left her husband's house, after being accused of poisoning his mistress. Her in-laws and sister-in-law had planned various ways to kick her out of Peter's house and in the end Leora gave in. However, no one expected that things would turn 180 degrees after the divorce. When everyone who had hurt her was happy with each other's lies, Leora returned. This time, she was no longer the poor orphan girl from the orphanage. She has changed and not only that, she also carries a big secret that will make everyone turn to worship her feet.
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.