When Mila runs away on the day of her wedding, she knows it's the only choice she has. But when the flight she's about to board is hijacked and brings her back to where it all started, she quickly realizes that the marriage arranged by her stepbrother was a trap, and that the man she was set to marry is even more of a monster than she had thought. While Mila wants to stay as far away as possible from her new husband, the mysterious Mr. Zakharov seems intent on having her for himself. "You're mine, Mila," he whispers into her ear as he presses her against the wall, her back against his chest, his hand over her mouth so she doesn't alert anyone. "Your body," he adds, sliding his other hand between her thighs and finding her panties wet for him. "Your mind," he continues, pushing the hem of her dress up over her hips. "Your fucking soul."
Mila stood in the middle of nowhere, her stomach twisted, her face set in a deep frown, and her mouth filled with cuss words for the whole world.
"Fucking asshole!" she growled, stomping down the road and shaking her head. "This has to be a joke. Ugh. Why is my fate so terrible?"
It was the perfect plan. Perfect.
All she had to do was buy a staff uniform, which she did, change into it after her stepbrother's men escorted her to the changing room-which she did-and slip out of the room at the first chance she got-which, again, she did.
Outside the hotel, her best friend Lia was supposed to be waiting for her with a packed bag, a fake identity, and enough cash to get her to the destination she had planned.
Everything was going right. Everything.
Until the cab driver she had boarded for the airport turned out to be an asshole and started hitting on her. She told him-politely, at that-to mind his own fucking business. But maybe it was her tone or the fact that he was a drunk who took it as an invitation, because the next thing she knew, the driver was pulling over to the side of the highway.
At first, she thought he was going to hit her or, worse yet, force her. But to her surprise, his eyes widened when he saw the ring on her finger-a giant ring with a huge diamond and a band studded with more diamonds. She thought he would steal it-which would've been fine as long as she reached the airport-but the fucker surprised her yet again.
His face paled, and beads of sweat broke out on his forehead in the fucking cold winter. He stared at the ring as if she were a ghost, then started stammering, "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean-"
Then, he gently tugged her and her bag out of the cab and took off without another word.
"What the hell is wrong with people?" she growled, staring at the taillights of the cab. "Fucking psycho."
"Great, just fucking great," she muttered, tugging her bag along the empty road. "First, my stepbrother's men, now a psycho cab driver. What's next? A fucking meteor shower?"
She shook her head, walking backwards and trying to hitch a ride, but none of the cars stopped, zipping past her as if she was nothing but dust discarded along the roads.
"Come on!" she shouted at the passing cars, her voice raw with anger. "Stop, you fucking idiots! Can't you see I'm trying to get out of here?"
Glancing at the time, another growl rumbled at the back of her throat.
If I don't get a ride soon, I'm screwed.
She sighed, frustration boiling over. "You know what? This is it."
She let go of her bag and took another deep breath, her mind racing with what-ifs.
When she saw the next car rushing towards her, she stepped forward and stood right in front of it, her arms outstretched, ready to stop it.
"This is the only way," she muttered to herself, squeezing her eyes shut. "Please, just stop."
The car's headlights were blinding, and the wind from the vehicle whipped her hair wildly. She could hear the brakes screeching, the tires skidding, and then the eerie silence that followed.
She opened her eyes, one at a time, her heart racing. The car was right in front of her, her knees almost touching the grille.
"Shit!" she cried, stumbling backward as the car came to a halt.
The door slammed open with a force that echoed in the quiet night. A tall man stepped out, his face partially obscured by the glare of the headlights. He was clearly furious, his expression a mix of disbelief and anger.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" he snarled, his voice deep and commanding. "Are you trying to get yourself killed?"
Mila raised a hand to shield her eyes, squinting at him through her fingers. "I-well, I needed a ride. I was abandoned-"
"Abandoned?" he cut her off, stepping closer. "Do you have any idea how dangerous it is to play these games on the highway? You could've been seriously hurt!"
Fuck. He was probably right. Maybe Mikhail was right-she did hit her head sometimes in the past...
But then again, it's not like she had any other choice.
She rubbed her arm, feeling slightly awkward. "Well, maybe if people actually stopped to help, I wouldn't have to resort to desperate measures. It's not like I planned for this to happen."
After a short-lived marriage with the cold and arrogant billionaire Ronin Logan, Carmen Price is eager for a break. Her attempt to unwind leads her to another wealthy billionaire, Simon Walsh. Little does she know, she’s about to encounter a whole new set of problems. Ronin Logan doesn’t do things without a purpose. Marrying a lowly employee from his company wasn’t a random choice; it was to salvage his family’s reputation after his lover bailed on their wedding. And when he cuts ties with Carmen after less than a year of marriage, it’s to shield her from a situation even he’s struggling to grasp. Caught in a web of love, deceit, and betrayal that seems to lurk around every corner when they’re together, will Carmen and Ronin find a moment to catch their breath and truly understand each other? Can they ever find it in themselves to grant the second chance that both of them might just deserve?
Lizzy is trying to escape her past. Shielding herself from the dangers that may lead to her death one day. She has managed to keep a low profile and be safe for the last five years. But after a stupid video goes viral, she is not so sure anymore. Now, she is terrified all the time. Panics at the sight of men in dark suits and black cars. Even the thought of stepping out of her home fills her with dread. What would she do when a certain dangerous man from her past is done with the game of chase they have been playing? What if now he is desperate for a confrontation? And has a proposal that she might not refuse? How would she answer all the questions she left behind after escaping the world from which no one ever returned alive?
Vladimir Perazzo is the devil of Venice. He is everything sin stands for. Ruthless, remorseless, and merciless are the words that do no justice to what he is and what horrifying and monstrous things he has done. Zarina has always been an unordinary girl. Being raised in terrible circumstances, she thinks she has seen the worst of the worst and that no one in the world really cares. When fate intervenes and entwines their lives together, they will learn they have much more in common than they thought.
Clara Meadow is a woman of focus and absolute dedication. She doesn't have time for romance or anything that has to do with either love or the lack thereof. So when a marriage proposal arrives from the new chairman of the company, the only way she can stay the CEO and not have to give up on everything she had worked so hard for, she does what any sensible businesswoman would do: she accepts the proposal and makes it clear that it's strictly a business arrangement. But what happens when Mr Chairman isn't ready to settle for just a business partnership and decides he wants to make the marriage real? What happens when he is determined to make her his forever and not stop until she belongs to him in every way imaginable?
Ava Monroe is struggling to pay for her college fees. After a terrible loss in business when her family went bankrupt overnight, Ava saw all her dreams shatter right in front of her eyes. It doesn't help that her family is obsessed with becoming wealthy again. The shock of being poor had turned them into something Ava could no longer recognize. However, eager for some quick money, Ava works as an escort over the summer before college begins. The money is good, and she hasn't had any strange experiences yet. That has to be worth something, right? Brian Reinhold is rich, successful and soon turning forty. But his home is anything but happy. After losing his sixteen-year-old daughter in a car crash, Brian doesn’t know how to go on with life anymore. Nothing makes sense. Nothing makes him lively. His friends believe Brian needs a break. A long pause in his hectic life so he could grieve and make amends for the sadness that is dousing him from inside. But instead of packing his bags and moving to his hometown, Brian thrusts himself more into work and pretends that moving on is a choice, not binding. But life takes a toll when the next client on Ava’s list turns out to be Brian Reinhold. The dear daddy of Valerie. Ava’s best friend. Now, Ava doesn’t know why the idea of sleeping with a man double her age is electrifying. Brian Reinhold might be forty soon, but he looks anything but old. His arms are a thing of beauty and his charming grey eyes can suck you in so deep that reality gladly withers away. But this arrangement has cons of its own. And truth has the power to destroy the lives they both care for.
My family was on the poverty line and had no way to support me in college. I had to work part-time every day just to make ends meet and afford to get into the university. That was when I met her—the pretty girl in my class that every boy dreamt of asking out. I was well aware she was out of my league. Nevertheless, I mustered all my courage and bravely told her that I had fallen for her. To my surprise, she agreed to be my girlfriend. With the sweetest smile I had ever seen, she told me that she wanted my first gift for her to be the latest and top-of-the-line iPhone. I worked like a dog and even did my classmates’ laundry to save up. My hard work eventually paid off after a month. I finally got to buy what she wanted. But as I was wrapping my gift, I saw her in the dressing room, making out with the captain of the basketball team. She then heartlessly made fun of my inadequacy and made a fool out of me. To make things worse, the guy whom she cheated on me with even punched me in the face. Desperation washed over me, but there was nothing I could do but lie on the floor as they trampled on my feelings. But then, my father called me out of the blue, and my life turned upside down. It turned out that I was a billionaire's son.
Rose looked at the reports in her hand and was in shock... The reports said that she was one month pregnant, however, how can she get pregnant when she didn't have any man in her life... "Was it because of that dream? Could I get pregnant because I have sex in my dream?" She thought... She didn't have any mental problems, however, except for this she can't able to think about anything... However, she still didn't get out of her surprise when she met the man in her dream... Kevin Davis looked at the reports in her hand and asked, "Is this child mine?" However, Rose didn't answer but asked... "Was that night not a dream?" Kevin was angry because it was his first time and she thinks it was a dream... Kevin forced her to marry him however, Rose didn't want it... She wanted to abort the child but he didn't let her... In the end... Rose agreed to marry him... She looked at Kevin's blue eyes and said, "I will marry you, however, I had two conditions..." "First, after marriage, you can't control my freedom, I still had the right to do whatever I want. Don't worry I won't harm the child." "Second, if I ever found out that you had cheated behind my back then I will leave with my child and you can't stop me..." Both of them got married... However, after she falls in love with him... She found there are hidden secrets in his past...
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.”
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
"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?"
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."