For four years, I was deeply in love with Robert, staying by his side through everything. But suddenly, he was going to be my brother-in-law? I saw the harsh truth of a man's heart once his love vanished. He could simply forget me as if I never existed. Falling in love with him was the gravest mistake of my life, yet I carried no regrets. I was left wondering, why did love betray me but not him? I sabotaged his wedding plans. Our history was filled with unresolved debts, a blend of love and animosity.
Since my childhood, I was aware that wealth could separate people into different classes. Everyone's life race started from unique points. Yet, intelligent folks, like my sister, could surpass others.
While she joined our mother in the city, living lavishly, I remained with our dad in our rundown rural home.
But what did it matter?
Now, the man she adored shared my bed. His hands were those of a pianist. It was slender yet strong, capable of subtle control. It was no surprise she was captivated by him, chasing him relentlessly.
On this silent night, his low moan marked the peak of our encounter before it dissolved into silence.
Afterwards, he left the bed without hesitation and headed for a shower.
There I was, smoking, my back against the pillow, rigid.
I started counting the moments until he would leave.
This wasn't some hotel. It was just one of the many places Robert Stewart kept for me, his mistress.
He was my sugar daddy. Reluctantly, I acknowledged that I had fallen for him.
The world's most pathetic woman wasn't a prostitute, but one who gave her genuine love, only to be treated like a prostitute.
In our four years, our encounters were silent, limited to the confines of the bed. No matter how in sync we appeared, his demeanor remained unruffled, while I found myself getting swept away. Even during those few intense times when we forgot about being safe, he always knew when to stop just in time.
He never intended to let someone like me carry his child.
As expected, by the time I was halfway through my cigarette, he was already dressed in fresh clothes, ready to leave.
Naked and unashamed, I boldly called out his name.
The most he would offer was a brief pause in his stride, never turning to grant me a backward glance.
Watching his retreating form, I finally let the words I'd suppressed all night escape. "I hear you're getting engaged. Which fortunate family's daughter will it be?"
His response was delayed, so much so that I began to doubt I had spoken at all. The brief spurt of boldness I felt earlier faded, seeming nothing more than a daydream.
Eventually, he moved, his steps echoing as they grew further away.
When I raised my eyes to him once more, I saw him turning to close the door.
Perhaps it was the evident curiosity in my gaze that prompted him to answer at last, "Stay in your lane. You've got no right to ask that."
My throat constricted, yet I managed to let a smile flicker across my lips. "I just thought I'd send a present!"
His gaze lingered on me, filled with a confusion that mirrored my own inability to grasp his thoughts.
Yet it wasn't long before he lost interest and turned his back on me once more.
He walked away so sharply and surely, leaving only the sound of footsteps and a fleeting silhouette. The car engine's hum briefly pierced the silence before the night settled back into quiet.
I wrapped myself in a blanket and stood at the window, staring into the vast, dark night.
It brought back memories of the first night we met, on a similarly gentle autumn evening.
That year, my father was robbed and sustained a severe injury to his head. They never did catch the robber. To pay for the medical bills, I left my hometown to ask my mother in Draton for financial help.
It coincided with my sister's college graduation party. The Spencer family home was buzzing with visitors.
But the guards at the villa gate treated me like an intruder, stopping me from entering. My sister Janice Spencer, in her black graduation dress, was in the rose garden, taking photos with a bright smile. She gave me a quick look, then dismissively turned away, denying me entry.
In desperation, I latched onto a man walking by, pleading with him to let me be his plus-one.
At that moment, I thought I'd found my salvation, not knowing it was the beginning of my descent into a nightmare.
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?
Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?
Catherine swallowed with her eyes closed and her lips slightly open, a moan escaped her lips when Lucas slid two fingers under her panties, "Lucas..." She moaned, lost in the sinful desire as her ex-boyfriend's dad moved his fingers against her rosy flesh... *************** Catherine, a young mother of two who came to the city with the hope of finding her twin's father only to be denied and deserted by him, found herself entangled in a forbidden web of craving. As the flame of passion ignites between her and the CEO, Lucas Leonard—her ex-boyfriend's father—their affair takes them on a journey of temptation and sinful desires.Struggling with society's judgment and their own inner desire, Catherine and Lucas must steer the treacherous judgemental waters of the society and either fight for their love or let it crumble especially when her ex-lover came back to claim her and the twins. Will their love withstand the dishonorable whispers, or will it crumble under the weight of societal expectations and her ex-lover's conspiracies to win her back?
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
After a heated confrontation with her husband and mistress, Brianna was pushed down to stairs. She thought she would die but when she woke up again, she realized that she traveled back two years ago, when it was not late for her to correct her path. The first thing she needed to do when she was reborn was divorce that scum. She saved from the darkest time but he lied to her and murdered her in the end. This time, she would not repeat the same mistakes anymore. She would bring the glory of her family back and make those people who betrayed her pay the price! However, in the process of climbing up to the peak of her career, she met a very intimidating and handsome man who kept on messing with her head through his bold attitude. Brianna doesn't want to be involved with another man again, for she has proven to herself that they will just drag her down, but her constant incidents with him are slowly breaking the wall she built to protect her heart. Brianna will surely choose her career over a man this time, but it's possible to choose both, right? What if he hurt her too? No! She won't risk it but. "You have to run away from me, Bree. Coz I'm done running away, I'll chase you now."