Rumor has it that Winfred, a wicked and merciless maniac, has scared away his six wives. To keep her family from going bankrupt, Lainey becomes the seventh wife of Winfred, as well as the only exception in his life. From then on, no one is allowed to speak ill of Winfred, who is under the protection of his wife. Is he disliked for his unattractive appearance? Kissing his masked cheek, Lainey comforts sweetly, "Honey, don't worry, we can get plastic surgery. It's said that Uscein is very good at plastic surgery!" To save enough money for plastic surgery, Lainey works harder and harder, leaving Winfred behind at home alone. Looking at the empty house, Winfred regrets having told such a lie...
Sitting on the big bed, Lainey Warren shivered like a frightened bird with a pitiful look.
She looked timidly and cautiously at the fierce man in front of her, feeling like her heart was grabbed by a hand.
"What... What... What do you need me to do?"
Her voice trembled.
"Do you know what you're about to face?" The man asked in a cold voice.
The left side of the man's face looked perfect. However, on the right side, there was a long scar from the corner of his eye to the cheek. Moreover, the skin on his right face was uneven and shocking, as if it had been burned by a fire.
At this moment, the man was staring at Lainey expressionlessly. He frowned tightly, as if he was going to vent his dissatisfaction at any time. The cold aura that was revealed from the inside made people feel more and more terrified of him.
He kind of looked like a bad guy or a villain from those TV shows.
"I, I know."
The man's gaze was too intimidating, making Lainey subconsciously move a few times back to get away from him. Yet she no longer dared to move as she thought of his identity.
His name was Winfred Sloan, and he was Lainey's newly married husband. Today was their wedding night.
"Huh!"
Looking at Lainey, who was obviously so scared of him that she was almost about to wet her pants but still had a stiff upper lip, Winfred laughed and bent down to pinch her chin and raise her head.
"Are you afraid of me?"
Lainey shook her head shook quickly, "No, I'm not. You're my husband. I'm not afraid of you."
Although Lainey said so, she was almost scared to death in her heart. Yet she didn't dare to show it as she knew she couldn't irritate Winfred.
Winfred's hand followed Lainey's chin all the way down to her neck and then grabbed it with stronger force. He asked, "Then aren't you afraid of death?"
"No... I'm not!"
The big hand on Lainey's neck exerted more and more strength. She clearly felt that the air in her lungs was being rapidly drawn out, the strong sense of suffocation made her face turn red and then green.
Lainey desperately wanted to breathe, but still did not dare to move.
She'd be worse off if she offended Winfred.
Lainey looked as if she were on her way to execution, which amused Winfred. He smiled, but his face look even more horrible and violent as that long scar twisted along with his face muscles.
After teasing Lainey enough, Winfred let go of her neck.
Lainey gulped in the fresh air. For the first time, she felt that it was so good to be alive.
"Take off your clothes."
Winfred coldly gave the order.
Lainey was stunned, and her face turned red immediately.
She had never undressed in front of a man.
But it was only normal for Winfred, her husband, to make such a request to her.
Was he going to sleep with her now?
"Are you unwilling?" Seeing Lainey dawdling, Winfred frowned unhappily and turned around, "If you're unwilling, get out!"
"I am!" Lainey hastily reached out and pulled Winfred's arm, saying with tears in her eyes, "Mr. Sloan, I'm willing!"
Her dad had told her that if she couldn't please Winfred, the Warren family would go bankrupt. Then they wouldn't have the money for her mother's treatment, which would then cause her mother's death. Therefore, Lainey didn't dare to and couldn't offend Winfred.
Lowering her head, Lainey began slowly unbuttoning the white puff-sleeved shirt she was wearing.
"Should... Should I continue?"
After taking off the shirt, Lainey only had a pair of underwear on her body. Under Winfred's sharp gaze, she blushed.
Lainey held herself with arms, her head about to lower to the floor.
Life was perfect until she met her boyfriend's big brother. There was a forbidden law in the Night Shade Pack that if the head Alpha rejected his mate, he would be stripped of his position. Sophia's life would get connected with the law. She was an Omega who was dating the head Alpha's younger brother. Bryan Morrison, the head Alpha, was not only a cold-blooded man but also a charming business tycoon. His name was enough to cause other packs to tremble. He was known as a ruthless man. What if, by some twist of destiny, Sophia's path were to intertwine with his?
Compelled by her dad's dilemma and the looming fate of their business, Irene agreed to become Braydon's lover. To outsiders, Braydon seemed invulnerable, yet only Irene was privy to the tempestuous passions he unleashed behind closed doors. Gradually, Irene found herself tangled in the intricate emotional snare Braydon had woven, her heart craving more, only to be shattered by the revelation of his engagement. Devastated, she left and soon encountered Braydon's archrival. It was then that the formidable Braydon confronted the esteemed surgeon Dr. Mitchell, all in a fierce struggle over Irene.
For three years, I waited to become the perfect Luna for my pack, to give the Alpha an heir. Three years of lies, of being the outsider in someone else's love story. Three years of grieving the loss of my baby and plotting revenge against the man who disfigured my face and ruined my womb. I had two choices: die at the hands of my own pack or escape and survive. I chose to hide and live. The Lycan King, Fenrir Lycros-the most bloodthirsty, ruthless ruler to ever lead the werewolves with an iron fist-made me his personal maid. It was the most dangerous role I could have, where even the slightest mistake could cost me my life. But no one from my past would think to look for me here. "Always be submissive, don't speak unless spoken to, don't listen, don't see anything, don't disturb the Lycan or you will die," were the simple rules I followed. I thought I was doing well-until one day, the King made me an offer I couldn't refuse. "Do you want me to save those people? Then give yourself to me tonight. Be my woman. I desire you, and I know you feel the same. Just once, Raven, only once..." But it wasn't just once. Passion turned into something deeper, something neither of us could deny. That cold, untamable man had somehow conquered my heart as well. However, when the past returned to haunt me and the truth about my birth came to light, I faced another choice: run from the Lycan King or wait for his mercy. "I'm sorry, but this time, I won't lose my pups again-not even for you, Fenrir Lycros."
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?
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
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."