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Monique Carolll was known for her serious and reserved nature until she fell in love...with someone who didn't reciprocate her feelings. For love, she left everything behind to marry the man she thought was the love of her life. As a housewife, she did everything to take care of him for three years. But in the end, she realized that for him, everything she did,did not even live up to her first love. Discouraged, she finally resolutely applied for divorce: "Farewell, I no longer pretend to be humble and poor!" At that time, a shocking news circulated online: "A certain billionaire is suspected of having divorced?"
That night.
Monique Carroll turned and turned on the bed and had trouble sleeping.She felt like she was stuck under something and was almost out of breath.Strangely, it even seemed to hear a heavy breathing so close to her.
Immediately after, a sharp and throbbing pain came directly from nowhere between her legs.An idea suddenly crossed her mind and Monique opened her eyes with horror. She vaguely saw a shadow stand above her. It was a man!
"Blaise, is it... you?"
The man replied slightly with a 'hum'.His breath smelled of alcohol and after carrying attack blows, this man made no noise.
When she heard the familiar voice, Monique sighed with relief. Following the man's movements, she also began to appreciate the pleasant tingling sensation. Involuntarily, she let out delicate and satisfied growls.The attack was becoming more and more fierce. She clenched her teeth, endured the pain and indulged in an unparalleled ambiguous passion.
After three years of marriage, Blaise Freeman was finally ready to touch her! Because she had been chosen by the old Mr.Freeman, Blaise had not even looked at her properly in the last three years.Tonight, he finally came to her room.Whatever her reason, she was really very happy!
Two hours later, Blaise was finally exhausted and lay down on her with a heavy and suffocated moan. The moonlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window drew the contours of his perfect body.Monique listened to the extremely fast beating of his heart. It was so real, and yet It still looked like a dream.If it was really a dream, she preferred never to wake up.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, almost obsessively: "Blaise....Blaise, I'm really..."
She had not finished the three words "I love you" when she was interrupted by the man's deep voice: "Lottie..."
Monique was petrified.His heart was beating.Lottie was actually Charlotte Matthews, Blaise's first love. Because of the old Mr.Freeman, Charlotte had been abroad over the years. But she came back yesterday!And she even sent him very provocative messages.
.....
"Monique, I'm back, and there will be no more room for you in the Freeman family from now on!Blaise and I grew up together. You really think you can take my place? Go back to your orphanage now.That's where your place is.You don't know how much Blaise loves me. He will certainly call my name even if he sleeps right next to you. In the end, you are at best only my replacement. Poor Monique, it must have been so terrible for you, right?"
"A replacement?"
No, she has never been a ridiculous replacement.She was Monique, the real Mrs. Freeman chosen by old Mr. Freeman.
However, Monique still heard Blaise's murmurs: " Lottie, Lottie..."
Charlotte's sarcastic messages came back into her mind, as if they were telling her not to lie to herself again.Tears suddenly gushed out of her eyes in an uncontrolled way. Monique clenched her fists and tried to stop shaking.
In recent years, she had tried so much to be a good wife. She had been so careful to make Blaise happy, him and his family, and she had even left her job just for this man.But, as she was an orphan, her extremely greedy mother-in-law and sister-in-law did not cease to humiliate her and make her life difficult.
Nevertheless, she did not want to cause problems for Blaise, so she had to endure all this on her own.Wasn't she humble enough to get his love?Why did he have to trample so violently on his last piece of self-respect?This night was extraordinarily long.And Monique almost didn't close her eyes.
....
The next morning.
Blaise was awakened by the blinding light of the sun through the window.He rubbed his eyebrows. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Monique sitting at the hairdresser, with her back to him.
The crazy memories of last night suddenly came back to him. He realized something and hermetically closed his eyes with impatience, silent but apparent. Monique, although she turned her back on him, could clearly feel the man's hostility.
However, she continued her care routine as if nothing had happened, when her wrist is suddenly seized violently and she is pulled from her seat.The bottle she held in her hand fell on the floor and broke into pieces. The cream therefore spread on the floor.
Monique looked up and stared at Blaise, but her heart was always beating uncontrollably when she saw rage and disgust in the man's eyes.
"Do you think you can be a real Mrs. Freeman with just a few nasty drugs? Do you think you can be something just because I touched you?"
She looked at the imposing man who clenched his teeth and stared at her. He did not release his grip on her wrist, but instead held it more firmly.His beautiful face was unusually appalling because of his tyrannical look.
"Drugs?" Monique said with a corner smile: "In your eyes, am I that kind of woman?"
Blaise showed a grin. In his eyes, there was a strong and obvious disgust: "You certainly used your seduction to deceive my grandfather also at the time so that I had to marry you. So why are you playing the innocent now?"
"You are petty and mean by nature. You're not even worthy to compare yourself to Lottie!"
"Petty and mean? To play the innocent?" She said, staring at him.
It turned out that she was so bad in his heart.As for drugs, if she really wanted to do it, she would have done it earlier. Why has she waited until now?It was ridiculous and the efforts she had made over the last three years were just bullshit.
In this case, she did not need to insist.Monique endured the pain on her wrist, clenched her teeth and shook her hand fiercely.Then she looked up and said in a firm tone.
"Blaise, let's divorce."
Belle is an ordinary teenager, she has few friends, she goes to school (and she hates it), she has three triplet brothers who would do anything to protect their little sister. She is just like the others with one detail: everyone around her is werewolves, vampires, angels, giants, dragons, witches... In any case, they are not beings of this world. She will have to, with her partner and friends, recruit allies for the coming war, yet, in addition to everything, she discovers something that will change her whole life. Belle's fate is written in the red moon.
Werewolves?! Were they real? Hope not because I am leaving!” Maddy Watson is projected into a world she did not suspect existed. She leaves her home in Florida and moves to Texas with her grandmother, but things are not always what they seem to be. Add two witty best friends and a sexy alpha male to the mix and watch how it all goes. Maddy is human but she immediately feels connected to Jake! She doesn't understand why, but she knows that something doesn't fit.
Synopsis Being my wife has its advantages." "Like what?" "Endless money, countless luxury houses." The great manitou eagerly offers her an unlimited black card and a large set of keys. "I'm not interested!" "What about sex?" he asks, starting to unbutton his shirt.
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
In the previous life, Maggie Johnson was so cowardly, gullible and stupid that she was coaxed by her fiance and stepsister and then broke her legs and lost everything including her fortune, love and even life. However, she was so lucky that she was reborn in the year before everything happened. Since her life restarted, how could she repeat a previous tragedy? Therefore, in this life, she took the opportunity to improve herself and take revenge on the ones who had ever insulted her. Facing the people who had humiliated her previously, she became smart and experienced to break their frames and tricks that had caused her to hurt in the previous life. Finally, no one could stop her pace to amaze the world any more.
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.
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
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!"