The Clinton family appears to be the epitope of perfection, with the wealth, lavish lifestyle, and impeccable manners. However behind close doors, they struggle with secrets, lies and unresolved conflicts. As tensions rise and secrets spill, the Clinton's must confront their flaws and weaknesses to find peace and redemption.
Tory Clinton delicately sipped her red wine, her eyes scanning the crowded room with a mixture of elegance and disdain. "I do hope the caterer remembered to use the fine china", she whispered to her husband Fredrick, in her sweet voice."
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Fredrick with his charming smile nodded, his eyes crinkling at the corners. As they chatted, Tory's gaze drifted to their children, Christabel and Chris who were laughing and joking with their friends. Phoebe their youngest was busy constructing a tower with her building blocks, oblivious to the commotion around her. Meanwhile, in the kitchen, the caterer was frantically searching for the fine china, muttering under his breath about 'ridiculous requests' and 'pretentious clients'. As the evening wore on, the Clinton's mansion echohed with the sound of laughter and clinking glasses, a testament to their impeccable hosting skills. Tory continued to make her way through the crowd, she exchanged air-kisses and polite smiles with the other guests. 'Darling your dress is stunning'. She cooed to her friend Eunice. "Who's the designer?" Eunice beamed with pride. "Thank you, Tory!" It's a one-of-a-kind piece from Paris." Tory's eyes widened in envy. "How fabulous! I must get the name of your designer."
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Meanwhile, Fredrick was regaling a group of guests with a story about his latest business venture. "And then, I told the investor, we are not just thinking outside box, we are throwing the box away." The group erupted into laughter, and Frederick grinned, pleased with himself. Christabel who was standing nearby rolled her eyes good- naturedly, "Dad's telling the box story again", she whispered to Chris. Chris chuckled and tells her he has heard it a million times. As the evening drew closer on the Clinton's, their family of perfection began to show tiny hairline cracks. Phoebe's tower of blocks came crashing down, and she wailed in dismay. Christabel and Chris exchanged a look, both thinking the same thing. This was going to be a long night. Tory swooped in to comfort Phoebe, scooping her up in a graceful motion. "It's okay, sweetie we'll build an even bigger tower." As she carried Phoebe away, Fredrick caught her eye and raised an eyebrow. "Maybe we should get her a playdate with that new family in town, the Smith's i think?" Tory nodded, her mind already racing with the social implications. "Yes, that's a great idea. I'll schedule something for next week." Christabel and Chris exchanged a skeptical look. They knew their parents motives. The Smith's were new money, and their parents wanted to secure an alliance. As the evening finally came, the guests began to say their goodbyes. Tory and Frederick stood at the door, beaming with pride as they bid farewell to their friends. But as soon as the last guest departed, the Clinton's masks slipped. Tory let out a deep sigh, and Fredrick loosened his tie. "Well that was a long night," he said, heading for the bar. Christabel and Chris exchanged a knowing look again. They knew the real evening was only just beginning.
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”
RIEKA She was a naive, chubby, wolfless werewolf, maltreated by her mate to the point where she loses her sanity and womb, her crime was being chubby and less attractive than her peers. GABRIEL He was a handsome, strong willed womanizer, who happens to a hybrid ALPHA prince, the person he loves the most is his kid brother RALPH. He has searched high and low for a mate he could never find. What will happen when he finds out that his beloved brother's ex wife, happens to be his long awaited mate, who was maltreated and is currently mentally unstable? Will he forgive his brother for hurting his mate? or will blood flow?
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
The Billionaire Betrayed Wife follows Rachael Morgan, an orphan whose search for love leads her into the ruthless world of the Blackwood family. Betrayed by her husband and tormented by her adoptive sister, Rachael's life spirals into chaos when she's cast out and left to survive on the streets, pregnant and alone. Just when all hope seems lost, a mysterious savior from her past rescues her, giving her the chance to heal and rebuild. Years later, she returns stronger, armed with a fierce desire for revenge. With her son by her side, Rachael will stop at nothing to destroy those who shattered her trust-even if it means risking everything to reclaim her life and her power.
When they met again, Jason cast aside his paranoia and pride, warmly embracing Chelsey. "Please, come back to me?" For three years, she had been his secretary by day and his companion by night. Chelsey had always complied with his requests, like an obedient pet. However, when Jason declared his plans to marry another, she chose to stop loving him and to let go. But life took unexpected turns. His unyielding pursuit, her pregnancy, and her mother's greed gradually pushed her to the brink. Eventually, she endured tremendous suffering. Five years later, when she returned, she was no longer the woman she once was. Yet he had spiraled into five years of chaos.