Scarlett entered into a flash marriage with a man whom she had never seen before. One year later, she filed for divorce from her mysterious husband, hoping to lead a peaceful life as a single woman. She had no idea that it wasn't going to happen anytime soon. Elias, the CEO of a million-dollar company, was said to be a man who had no interest in women. Strangely, he took an interest in Scarlett. Scarlett tried all she could to get him off her back, but he just wouldn't stop. When she couldn't take it anymore, she showed him her marriage certificate and said, "I'm a married woman. I can't date you!" Elias snatched her marriage certificate and pointed to the photo on it as he smiled. "Even better! It's high time I introduced myself. Hey, I'm Elias Roberts, your husband!" Scarlett was shocked to the bone. She couldn't believe that her mysterious husband was actually the CEO of a top company! How the hell did this happen?
The day marked Scarlett Wallace's wedding, yet the man she was about to wed was a complete mystery to her.
With nerves fluttering, she rested her hands on her thighs, the fabric of her white wedding gown crumpled under her tense grip.
At that moment, Scarlett harbored a deep desire to retreat, but her circumstances held her hostage. Her grandmother's medical bills forced her into this union, despite the absence of any family members at her wedding.
"Why are you lingering here? It's time to proceed. Mrs. and Mr. Roberts shouldn't be kept waiting!" the servant reprimanded, pulling Scarlett forward with undue force.
Despite the sharp pain shooting up her arm, Scarlett found herself positioned at the altar's forefront, where she finally laid eyes on her future husband.
Her view, however, was hindered by the veil, revealing only the hazy shape of a tall man.
Though his features were obscured, a distinct chill seemed to radiate from him.
Was this the man she was to spend her life with?
Eager for a clearer view, Scarlett edged closer, intent on lifting the veil.
Elias Roberts, the groom, caught sight of her approach and his expression darkened, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.
Instinctively, he recoiled, widening the gap between them.
Scarlett's heart ached at his evident aversion.
His grandmother had chosen her as his bride, and until now, she believed she was the only one reluctantly participating.
Yet, it seemed the groom was equally displeased with their arranged marriage.
She smiled mockingly at herself, aware he probably felt resentment against her.
His earlier demeanor hinted at his disgust.
Still, Scarlett had no other option but to proceed. She couldn't refuse.
The priest initiated the wedding ceremony before them.
Scarlett cast her gaze downward, going through the motions without truly hearing any words.
As the ceremony ended, the priest declared solemnly, "Now the groom may kiss the bride."
At that instant, Scarlett's attention snapped back. Her breath halted, and she clenched her hands, anticipating the lifting of her veil.
Then, the phone in the groom's suit pocket rang unexpectedly.
To the astonishment of all, the groom answered the call right in the middle of the wedding.
His face transformed upon hearing the voice on the other end. He turned and swiftly exited.
Before Scarlett could process what was happening, his grandmother Ella Roberts stepped forward, trying to stop him. She whispered sternly, "What in the world are you doing? It's your wedding! Are you trying to run away?"
"Grandma, I've fulfilled your wish by marrying her. I have no reason to waste my time here. There are more pressing matters I must attend to," Elias replied icily, his words cutting through the air and passing to Scarlett.
Watching his retreating back, Scarlett stood in shock. Was their wedding nothing but a trivial event to him?
"Mrs. Roberts!"
Startled by the servant's shout, Scarlett hastily lifted her veil, revealing her striking features.
As she saw Ella collapsing, Scarlett moved to assist her but was pushed aside by a servant.
"Move! You're not needed here!"
A sudden pain shot through Scarlett's ankle, causing her to fall.
Her face drained of color. Looking up, she saw the servants leaving with Ella, leaving her alone in the church.
Church staff murmured softly, observing the drama that had just unfolded.
"Poor bride, left all alone like this..."
"They say that family is wealthy. She seems quite unwelcome. How did she end up marrying into such wealth?"
"Maybe she resorted to some clever tactics? It's not rare to see poor girls marrying into wealth through some underhanded tricks. She might have brought this upon herself!"
"I think you're right..."
Upon hearing their words, Scarlett's hands clenched into fists, her nails pressing into her skin.
A year had passed, and Scarlett, now working at an educational agency, was driving to her job.
Over the past twelve months, she had adjusted to life without her husband.
She had been working hard to save money, aiming to pay back her grandmother's medical bills.
Once she had enough, she planned to file for divorce.
She was excited about her progress as she drove when a car sped around a corner and collided with hers.
Both drivers managed to stop their vehicles in time, yet the cars still collided, producing a significant crash.
Scarlett, regaining her composure, firmly grasped the steering wheel. Noticing the other car hadn't moved, she confidently stepped out and tapped on the driver's side window.
As it lowered, a strikingly handsome man came into view.
He gazed up at Scarlett, asking indifferently, "What seems to be the problem?"
His dismissive tone elicited an irate chuckle from Scarlett. "Well, your car struck mine. What do you think is the issue? You..."
Mid-sentence, she was interrupted by the man extending a check. "This should cover the repairs for your car. Will this suffice?"
Scarlett looked at him, her expression one of disbelief, as she tried to process the unexpected turn of events.
Elias, with growing impatience, furrowed his brow. "Miss, I have urgent matters to attend to. Please don't delay me."
A sudden flutter touched Scarlett's heart, prompting a slight furrow in her brow.
The harsh, detached statement stirred a poignant memory, instantly taking her back to the moment her husband left her stranded at their wedding a year prior.
The haunting phrase resonated within her: "I have no reason to waste my time here. There are more pressing matters I must attend to."
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.
Amy didn't expect that her husband whom she had loved and trusted earnestly for many years would be cheating on her by having sex with his secretary. When she confronted him, he and his secretary mocked and ridiculed her, they called her barren to her face, afterall, she had not conceived for the past three years that she had been married to her husband, Callan. Terribly Heartbroken, she filed for divorce and left to the club, she picked a random gigolo, had a hot one night stand with him, paid him and dissapeared to a small city. She came back to the country six years later with three identical cute boys and three identical cute girls of the same age. She settled and got a job but soon find out that her CEO was the gigolo she had sex with six years back at the club. Will she be able to hide her six little cuties from her CEO, who happens to be the most powerful man in NorthHill and beleived to be infertile? Can Amy and the most powerful man in NorthHill get along considering the social gap between them.
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"