Caroline ran away on the night of the official Mating ceremony following a misunderstanding with her soon-to-be mate, Alpha Maximus, leaving him in a bad situation. In order to avoid damaging his reputation, Alpha Maximus hastily hired a temporary bride: Lillian, who was willing to sell herself. However, he never asked why she accepted his offer for money. He married her and for years took her body and soul, fulfilling his desires in bed, until his ex-fiancée, Caroline, returned to take everything. We were riding in a limo. He was going to his father-in-law's funeral, but he seemed strangely glad about the passing. He held me close, placing me on his lap, and embraced me with a forceful, intense kiss, as if he never wanted it to stop. Feeling uncomfortable, I pulled away and gave him a strange look. He smirked in a disturbing and lustful way, then slid his hands between my legs while whispering in my ear, "I'm going to leave a mark on you right here and now."
Lillian's heart skipped a beat as she read the message that appeared on her phone screen. It was a bold and daring proposition from the woman who had once captured Alpha Maximus's heart, the woman who had left their lives four years ago. But Lillian was no ordinary woman, and she reveled in the challenge that lay before her.
A sly smile formed on Lillian's lips as she made her way to the bedroom where Alpha Maximus stood, his commanding presence filling the room. Her steps were confident, her eyes brimming with a mischievous spark. She approached him with a mixture of determination and allure, her voice laced with intrigue as she asked, "Alpha Maximus, shall I call her and inform her of our unique connection?"
With a dismissive wave of his hand, Alpha Maximus responded, his voice tinged with arrogance, "There's no need for that, my dear. I've already set the wheels in motion. The divorce papers are being prepared as we speak." Lillian pretended to mourn their impending separation, her eyes welling up with false tears, but her mind was already racing with possibilities.
As Lillian turned to leave, Alpha Maximus's grip tightened, pulling her into an embrace that sent shivers down her spine. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, igniting a fire that burned between them. Lillian's mind wandered to the woman who had sent the provocative message, but she knew deep down that her place by Alpha Maximus's side was not so easily relinquished.
Breaking away from the embrace, Lillian playfully suggested, her voice dripping with seduction, "Perhaps we should exercise caution, my love. After all, our reunion may stir up envy in the heart of the woman we once held dear." Alpha Maximus, fixated on Lillian's enchanting presence, dismissed her concerns with a possessive kiss, their desires intertwining in a dance of longing and lust.
Lillian gracefully excused herself, claiming the need for a refreshing bath. As she closed the door to the bathroom, a mischievous glint sparkled in her eyes. She knew the power she held over Alpha Maximus, the game they played of desire and pursuit. And she reveled in every moment of it.
Four years ago, Caroline, the woman Alpha Maximus had loved, had vanished due to a misunderstanding, leaving their wedding in shambles. In her absence, Lillian had stepped into the role of Alpha Maximus's wife, a role she played with finesse despite the whispers and accusations from the outside world. The truth hidden beneath layers of deception was known only to their families, a secret that fueled their unconventional bond.
Lillian's thoughts drifted to that fateful day when Caroline had disappeared, leaving behind a void that she, with her striking resemblance, had been destined to fill. While the world saw her as a mere substitute, Lillian knew that her allure extended far beyond her appearance. She had become the embodiment of Alpha Maximus's desires, a woman who captivated him on more than just a superficial level.
Emerging from her bath, Lillian's mind buzzed with plans and strategies, her creativity fueling her ambition. She dressed meticulously, adorning herself with an air of confidence and allure. As she descended the stairs, her steps were purposeful, her smile radiant.
Approaching Alpha Maximus, who was still engrossed in his dinner, Lillian leaned in and placed a tender kiss on his cheek. With a playful glint in her eyes, she teased, "My dear Alpha Maximus, did you forget to invite me to this sumptuous feast?"
He responded, his voice filled with tenderness, "I couldn't bear to disturb your peaceful slumber, my love. You looked so serene in your sleep."
Lillian kissed his cheek again, her voice sweet as honey, as she called out to the kitchen, "Emma, I'm famished. Please bring me something delightful."
Emma, a warm and jovial presence, emerged from the kitchen, bearing a tray filled with Lillian's favorite dishes. Her eyes twinkled with affection as she placed the food before Lillian, who praised her with genuine gratitude.
As Lillian savored the flavors, Alpha Maximus wiped his mouth and spoke, his voice filled with affection, "Lillian, my mother is alone at our residence. Would you be so kind as to keep her company? My father is away on business, and I'm sure she would appreciate your presence."
A smile played on Lillian's lips as she responded, her voice laced with warmth, "Of course, my love. I shall go to her immediately."
As Alpha Maximus prepared to leave, Lillian rose to her feet, her eyes locked with his. She pointed to her cheek, a playful twinkle in her gaze, and whispered, "Before you depart, my dear Alpha Maximus, how about a goodnight kiss?"
He approached her, his lips brushing against her cheek ina gentle caress. "Sleep well, my love," he murmured before bidding her farewell.
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
"Carroll Brown is dead! But you have to marry him in your sister's name." My mother said to me in a cold tone. My sister was engaged to the hottest billionaire. It should have been a perfect marriage. Unexpectedly, Carroll was dead in an accident. My sister didn't want to become a widow, so she forced me to marry her dead fiance. And I had no right to refuse her. Actually, I was the biological daughter of the Smith family. My sister was an adoptive one. My sister and I had been swapped at the hospital when we were just born. My parents had already had a deep relationship with her. So they chose to sacrifice me. On the wedding day, I was taken to the mourning hall. "Ma'am, please keep Master company and let him feel warm." The housekeeper said with a cold expression. I couldn't help but look up at the portrait above the coffin, and my heart skipped a beat at this glance. The man in the portrait was more handsome than the superstars in Hollywood. Carroll Brown? My dead husband? Wow, he was really handsome! I didn't know how long had passed when my stomach began to rebel. After one glance at the coffin, I swallowed my saliva and then begged with my fingers crossed. "Mr. Carroll, I'm starving! May I eat your pastries? You don't mind, do you?" "I do." "Ah!" Scared, I broke out in a cold sweat. My legs went limp, and I fell to the ground. I shouted, "Ghost!" Carroll curled his lips, leaned over, and touched the black coffin. "Mr. Carroll has risen from the dead. What do you think of this headline tomorrow?"
Loraine was a dutiful wife to Marco since they got married three years ago. However, he treated her like trash. Nothing she did softened his heart. One day, Loraine got fed up with it all. She asked him for a divorce and left him to enjoy with his mistress. The elites looked at her like she was deranged. "Are you out of your mind? Why are you so willing to divorce him?" "It's because I need to return home to get a billion-dollar fortune. Besides, I don't love him anymore," Loraine replied with a smile. They all laughed at her. Some believed that the divorce affected her mentally. It wasn't until the next day that they realized she wasn't fibbing. A woman was suddenly declared the world's youngest female billionaire. It turned out to be Loraine! Marco was shocked to the bone. When he met his ex-wife again, she was a changed person. A group of handsome young men surrounded her. She was smiling at them all. The sight made Marco's heart ache severely. Putting his pride aside, he tried to win her back. "Hello, love. I see that you are a billionaire now. You shouldn't be with suckers who just want your money. How about you come back to me? I'm a billionaire too. Together, we can build a strong empire. What do you say?" Loraine squinted at her ex-husband with her lips curled in disgust.
Daisy is the illegitimate daughter of Mr. Hubert. His company went bankrupt, so he asked for help from Drkov's house. They agreed to help Mr. Hubert but with one condition. One of his two daughters must marry their nephew - Atlas Drkov. Atlas Drkov is a billionaire but he is disabled and uses a wheelchair. Yaretzi - daughter of Mr. Hubert's official wife - does not accept marrying a disabled man. She and her parents made a plan. They kidnapped Daisy's mother, threatened her, and forced her to marry Atlas. To save her mother, she accepted. However, after getting married, she fell in love with this man, and so did he. Difficulties start from here.
Maria took her sister’s place and was engaged to Anthony, a disabled man who had lost his status as the family heir. At first, they were just a nominal couple. However, things changed when things about Maria were gradually exposed. It turned out she was a professional hacker, a mysterious composer, and the sole successor to an international jade sculpting master… The more that was revealed about her, the less Anthony could rest easy. A famous singer, an award-winning actor, an heir of a rich family—so many excellent men were chasing after his fiancee, Maria. What should Anthony do?
"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?