"Woman! No one dares to make such a request to me!" Baylee mistook her husband for an escort in a club. Julian thought she wanted to be his sugar mommy, finding it ridiculous. In the end, Julian fell in love with her, only to discover she was his wife who would soon divorce him. On the day before their divorce, Julian tore up the divorce agreement, and pleaded with Baylee to stay with red eyes, "Please don't leave me, okay?"
"Help me, please..."
Late at night, in a private room of a bar, Baylee Morrison found herself straddling a man clad in a sleek suit. With a voice husky and drenched in desperation, she pleaded, "Please, help me..."
Her system was ablaze from the drug, her beautiful face flushed with an urgent desire.
Before the man could react, the drug took full hold, stripping Baylee of all reason. She leaned down, planting a fervent kiss on his Adam's apple.
The man, clearly inebriated himself, lounged lazily against the sofa, his arms draped casually at his sides. He watched Baylee's bold advances with a mix of amusement and intrigue, his eyes half-closed.
As Baylee's kisses rained down, a spark of desire ignited within him. His hand slid up her smooth, delicate back, and with a gentle tug, he pulled her into his embrace.
Baylee's body shivered, and then her lips moved upward, capturing his in a hungry kiss.
He reacted instantly, his kiss a heady mix of passion and urgency.
His tongue delved into her mouth, entwining with hers as an eager participant in the ensuing heated encounter.
As their fervor escalated, the man deftly unzipped the back of Baylee's dress.
The alluring curves of Baylee's chest came into view, a sight to drive any man wild.
But just as things were about to escalate further, a wallet slipped from Baylee's body, landing in the man's lap.
The sight of it seemed to jolt Baylee's memory. She reached into the wallet, pulled out a wad of cash, and pressed it against his chest. "Here's your payment..."
At her words, the man's expression darkened instantly, his eyes turning cold and menacing.
Suppressing a surge of anger, he tossed the money aside and seized Baylee's slender wrist, a sardonic smile curling his lips. "What do you think I am?"
Baylee, her mind muddled, mumbled incoherently, "Aren't you a gigolo from the bar..."
Before she could finish, she was drenched with a splash of red wine.
"Snap out of it!" The man set down the empty glass and gripped her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. "Take a good look at who I am."
The cold wine snapped Baylee back to reality, forcing her to look at the indifferent man before her.
His face was a masterpiece of handsomeness, with a jawline as sharp as a sculptor's chisel and features as precise as a painter's brush. His bone structure was a testament to strength and angularity. His eyes, normally stunning, and his lips, full and elegant, now told a different story.
At this moment, those fierce, narrow eyes brewed a storm so terrifying that chills raced down Baylee's spine.
As recognition set in, shock overtook her senses.
She sobered up instantly, trembling, eyes widening in disbelief, and stammered, "You're my..."
Before she could finish, she clamped her mouth shut.
She couldn't bring herself to say the word.
The man before her was Julian Lewis, her husband of three years, whom she had never laid eyes on until now!
In her desperate, drug-induced haze, the "gigolo" she had found was Julian himself!
But it seemed Julian didn't recognize her...
It made perfect sense. Their marriage, a hollow formality dictated by their families, lacked any genuine connection.
Because of this, Julian harbored such disdain for her that even their marriage registration had been managed by his assistant. They had never met face-to-face. Naturally, he didn't recognize her now.
Baylee felt a burning need to explain, but before she could utter a word, Julian shoved her away with disgust.
She stumbled, trying to regain her balance, as Julian's cold, harsh command rang out. "Stay away and cool down!"
The wrath emanating from him made Baylee's body tremble uncontrollably.
Julian stood up, buttoning his suit jacket with an expression of pure loathing. "Are you out of your mind? How dare you attempt to throw yourself at me?"
Baylee didn't dare respond, shivering as she moved to the other side of the room.
After a long, hesitant pause, she finally gathered the courage to reveal her identity. "Actually, I am your..."
But then she was cut off by Julian's phone suddenly ringing.
He glanced at the screen and turned away to take the call.
After a brief conversation, his voice turned icy. "I know, stop pressuring me. I'll divorce Baylee soon."
Hearing her name, Baylee froze, her breath catching in her throat as she looked at Julian, who now appeared impatient and contemptuous.
"Yeah... I'm gonna have my lawyer take care of it soon." Julian's voice was as cold as ever. "Don't worry, I've wanted a divorce for a long time! I've had it with this wife; she shouldn't have married me in the first place!"
Scarlett was left betrayed and broken beyond repair when her best friend Megan set her up with the male escort who stole her virginity...Or at least, that's what she thought he was. There was something odd about the strong and strikingly beautiful man that she spent a night with. Despite the pure hatred she felt for him, the deals he ended up offering wasn't one she could refuse. Scarlett always thought she'd marry her soulmate but turns out, that won't be the case for her. But could her mysterious husband make his way through her broken heart and fix it? It's hard to imagine but love has funny ways to manifest in places where it's least expected....
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?
Marrying her best friend was a dream come true for Kelly, but everything truly has a limitation. Pierce is Kelly’s first love, but as his best friend, she knew well there was always another woman deep in his heart. Lexi Gilbert. The woman Pierce could never forget even if he had already been arranged to marry Kelly. *** Kelly finally realized their happy marriage of the last three years was just a beautiful dream when Pierce asked for a divorce just because Lexi returned. She could only be his best friend even if she was carrying his baby. *** Since their friendship had become a cage, Kelly chose to set him free, as well as the miserable herself. But why then, it was Pierce who became the one who refused to move on? To make matters worse, her devil stepbrother also domineeringly stepped in at the same time, asking her to be his. *** Her Prince Charming vs. Her Devil Stepbrother? How could Kelly save her heart in this battle of love and hate?
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
Five years ago, he upped and left his wife without informing her. He had always felt unworthy. As a result, he decided to go and become a better man. It took him five whole years of daily hard work. When he was satisfied, he returned as a powerful and honorable man. He intended to start a family with his wife. But he got back to meet the greatest shocker of his life. He actually had a daughter!
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"