Norah had to make a big move to Raybourne City after an engagement arrangement between her family and the Chase family. She wasn't given the best welcome as everyone thought she was a country girl who wanted to dig gold by marrying into a wealthy family. All three sons of the Chase couple refused to have anything to do with her. They scoffed and belittled her, saying that she wasn't their type and they had better options to choose from. Unbeknownst to them, Norah was more than they thought she was. She had multiple careers going well for her. She was a renowned contemporary artist, an enigmatic hacker, a world-famous designer, a top racer, and even the founder of a widely-known luxury brand. She didn't need their goddamn money! Norah enjoyed working anonymously in different fields. But one day, her secret identities were exposed. The three brothers instantly made a U-turn. Janson, the eldest of them all, said so romantically, "I think we are a match made in heaven, Norah. If you get married to me, you will be the wife of the president of Chase Group." Simon, the third son, declared, "Norah, I can move mountains for you. I want to marry you even if I have to fight with my big brother." Hearing this, the second son, Darren was speechless. He still couldn't believe what was happening. "Are you guys being serious right now? You want to chase me after rejecting me? Ha-ha! It's too late!" Norah snorted coldly. She was fed up with the whole engagement thing, so she decided to leave. But before she could do so, the infamous playboy, Darren grabbed her by the arm. He refused to let her go despite her struggle. He stared her dead in the eye and smirked evilly. "You flirted with me, and now you want to leave? Over my dead body!"
"It's unbearably hot..."
A sudden warmth enveloped Norah Bector, igniting an inexplicable sensation that made her unconsciously rip the neckline of her pajamas.
She struggled to suppress her desires, yet the potent fragrance at her nostrils continued to awaken her most primal urges repeatedly.
Suddenly, it dawned on her that someone had lit aphrodisiac incense in her room.
Struggling to leave her bed, she attempted to extinguish the incense. However, the effects of the drug left her feeble. In her weakened state, she accidentally turned off the light beside the incense and tumbled onto the knitted carpet beside her bed.
The room plunged into darkness. In the silence, the sound of the doorknob turning broke the stillness.
"Who is there?" Norah asked warily. But in the next moment, she was overwhelmed by the weight of a man.
She instinctively tried to push the man away, but the drug had weakened her. Her awareness slowly slipped away. Before slipping into unconsciousness, she yearned to glimpse the man's visage, but the dim moonlight merely revealed a blurry silhouette.
"Who... are you?" Norah struggled but was swiftly engulfed by the man's passionate kiss, and in no time, she surrendered her senses entirely. Under the influence of the aphrodisiac aroma, she clutched the man's neck and soon found herself adrift in a sea of desire.
The following morning, as Norah awoke, she was alone in the room.
Sitting up, she caught her reflection in the floor mirror. Bruises marked her body, a stark reminder of the previous night's events. It hadn't been a dream.
Firmly, she vowed to uncover who had orchestrated this. Norah's resentment was palpable.
At that moment, she heard sounds outside her door. People seemed to be approaching her room.
Norah's expression hardened. She sensed trouble brewing.
Outside Norah's room, Debby Chase, the fourth child of the Chase family, stood with a crowd of individuals.
Gripping Kristine Chase's arm, she declared earnestly, "Mom, I witnessed that brazen country girl luring a man back to her room. Believe me!"
Kristine said hesitantly, "Remember, she was invited by your grandfather. If you're wrong about this..."
"There's no way this is a mistake!" Impatiently, Debby cut off Kristine. "Furthermore, she's just a country girl who happened to save Grandpa's life. That's why he invited her to stay here. She doesn't deserve the title of a guest. How dare she brazenly seduce a man on her very first day at the Chase family home? Today, I'm leading everyone in exposing her shameful act and booting that audacious woman out of our house!"
Debby commanded the servants behind her, "Break down the door!"
At that moment, the door was swiftly opened.
Norah, dressed in her pajamas, stood before them. Her relaxed demeanor and striking beauty left the servants in awe.
Despite Norah's lack of sophistication, her beauty was undeniable. It was no surprise Debby felt threatened.
"Why is a big crowd gathering so early in the morning?" Norah asked, seeming a bit sleepy as she looked at Debby.
Debby sneered in response, "Stop pretending! We've come to catch you in the act! I'm going to have you removed from the Chase family today, you disgraceful woman!"
With those words, she shoved Norah aside and hurried into the room. In the next instant, her brows furrowed.
There was no one else in the room?
Debby flung open the wardrobe, pulled back the curtains, and found no one. She even lifted the quilt to discover the bedsheet was spotlessly clean and neat.
How could it be possible? Debby had set the aphrodisiac incense in Norah's room and arranged for a man to meet her at midnight. Why was there no one there?
Observing Debby's actions, Norah grasped the situation immediately.
Norah, leaning casually against the doorframe, watched Debby's frantic search. With a mix of laziness and disdain, Norah asked mockingly, "Looking for something, Miss Chase? You seem disappointed."
Debby spun around, scrutinizing Norah. Reluctantly, she had to admit that Norah showed no signs of any recent intimate encounter.
But that aphrodisiac was potent. How could Norah be so composed if she hadn't been with someone?
Unwilling to accept this, Debby ordered the servants, "She must be hiding someone! You all search the room carefully!"
The servants immediately began rummaging through Norah's room, leaving it in disarray.
"Enough!" Suddenly, a furious voice rang out as loud as a bell.
Esther Chase had arrived at the doorway, surveying the chaos with visible anger.
The servants froze in fear and retreated to a corner, dreading the possibility of punishment.
Debby, previously bold and assertive, fell silent. She nervously positioned herself next to Kristine, whispering, "Grandpa..."
Norah, with a slight smirk, addressed Esther with a pointed question. "Mr. Chase, is this customary Chase family hospitality for a guest?"
Esther shot a hostile glare at Debby before turning his gaze to Norah. He said apologetically, "Don't fret, Norah. I'll provide you with an explanation."
Then, in a chilly tone, he shifted his attention to the servants and said, "Inform the entire Chase family to assemble in the living room. Fetch my three grandsons while you're at it."
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
For three years, Jessica endured a loveless marriage while her husband pretended to be impotent. His lies unraveled when a pregnant mistress surfaced. After six months of secretly collecting proof, Jessica threw him out and built her own billion-dollar empire. After the divorce, she transformed into an irresistible figure, attracting admirers. As she left her office one day, she met Kevan, her ex-husband's brother. He stepped in, confronting her. "Was I just a tool to you?" Jessica's lips curled into a calm smile. "How much compensation do you want?" Kevan's voice softened. "All I want is you."
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
Andrea Deciding that I was going to skip a day at work so I could have first time sex with my boyfriend seemed like the most absurd decision I could ever make. Or at least that was what I'd thought. Until I'd walked in on my said boyfriend cheating on me with some redhead and decided to get my revenge by losing my virginity to his wealthy billionaire father instead. Crazy, right? Trust me, I know. Like that's not enough, things take a drastic turn for the worst after I realized I was in love with him and pregnant with his child. Before I could get the chance to come clean about every including my feelings formhim and the pregnancy, he finds out about my trickery. Alejandro's not one to condone being lied to and deceived so he immediately tells me he doesn't want to see me again. So what do I do? I pack up and leave the country. But it seems like the universe isn't done with us just yet. . . Alejandro I should have known better than to get involved with someone way younger than me. It was something I've never done before. But like the saying goes, there's a first time for everything. The first time I met Andrea I was captivated by her beauty. More than that there was this innocence in her that called out to me like a moth to a flame. I ignored all the warnings in my head and went after what I wanted. And what I wanted was her. Unfortunately what she wanted was revenge against my son. I told myself that it had to be some kind of mistake. There was no way she had been playing with my feelings and planning some silly revenge this whole time. But she had. It had taken a surprise visit from my son for me to find out her true intentions. Even then it had been hard to believe it. But I couldn't deny that she'd fooled me real good alright. So naturally I cut ties with her. And that's supposed to be the end, right? Wrong. Turns out that our story was never destined to end just there. . .
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he never gave a damn about rules and laws, as he only liked to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?