男朋友是京圈大少爷. 恋爱七年,他对我冷淡,人前人后,没人知道他女朋友的存在. 明知道我心心念念结婚,他却公然送了白月光一枚定制款的戒指. 两人热吻视频曝光,我才知道他爱一个人的时候也是那样难舍难分,热烈赤诚. 后来,他堵住了我,声音颤抖:"能不能不分手?孩子需要一个父亲,我们结婚吧." 我冷静地推开他. "晚了,你和孩子我都不要了."
男朋友是京圈大少爷. 恋爱七年,他对我冷淡,人前人后,没人知道他女朋友的存在. 明知道我心心念念结婚,他却公然送了白月光一枚定制款的戒指. 两人热吻视频曝光,我才知道他爱一个人的时候也是那样难舍难分,热烈赤诚. 后来,他堵住了我,声音颤抖:"能不能不分手?孩子需要一个父亲,我们结婚吧." 我冷静地推开他. "晚了,你和孩子我都不要了."
My boyfriend is a prominent figure in Beijing's elite circles.
We've been in a relationship for seven years, yet he remains distant. In public and private, no one knows I exist as his girlfriend.
Despite knowing how much I yearn deeply for marriage, he openly gave a custom-made ring to his idealized first love.
When a video of them passionately kissing surfaced, I realized he could be so deeply and fervently in love with someone else.
Later, he cornered me, his voice trembling, "Can we not break up?
The child needs a father. Let's get married."
I calmly pushed him away.
"It's too late. I don't want either you or the child."
Just ten minutes before the video of Julian and Emilee's kiss went viral, I had requested a leave of absence.
The director looked at me helplessly, "Your career is on the rise, and the hospital intends to promote you to chief physician. Taking leave now..."
"If you insist on this, I'm afraid the opportunity will have to go to someone else."
I touched my abdomen and smiled, "Director, I'm pregnant."
After seven years with Julian, no one anticipated this child more than I did.
I once overheard him talking to a friend.
His voice had never been so gentle, "A child?
They're quite adorable. Having one wouldn't be bad."
For years, Julian was known for his impeccable reputation and moral integrity.
I sweetly thought it was time to marry and have children.
That night, I cautiously hugged his waist and softly asked, "We've been together for seven years. Can we start planning our wedding?"
He was silent for a long time, his eyes deep enough to hold the moonlight, before he lowered his head to silence my incessant chatter with a kiss.
That night, he was unusually persistent, not letting me go until dawn.
The next morning, he left for a business trip abroad.
This child was a gift from that night.
As I left the director's office with a smile, my phone buzzed with a message from my mom.
A short video clip.
In an underground parking lot, the headlights of a Maybach-a symbol of luxury-were on full blast.
Two entwined figures were elongated by the lights, tangled in an intimate embrace.
The woman wore a form-fitting black mermaid gown, a white mink coat precariously hanging from her elbow, her slender waist encircled by the man's arm clad in a deep blue suit.
Their lips met in a passionate kiss.
Julian's job often required him to travel, and that deep blue suit was one I had personally ironed to perfection.
My mom's messages kept popping up: "Isn't that Julian? How can you not keep your man in check?"
"Your brother is about to get married and buy a house. Don't mess things up right before the finish line!"
I didn't reply, just shakily opened the video again.
The woman's face appeared clearly on the screen.
That exquisite, beautiful face clung to Julian, bearing a seven-part resemblance to mine, yet far more captivating and intense.
I stared for a long time until the phone screen went dark, reflecting a pale, bloodless face.
Suddenly, I realized-I was probably just a stand-in.
My relationship with Julian was an accident.
Seven years ago, I was just a fresh graduate, a novice.
On my way to an internship, I accidentally saved Zoie, Julian's mother.
She was profusely grateful, but when she saw my face, she paused, then cryptically mentioned that I had a connection with her son.
To thank me for saving her, she invited me to dinner.
That evening, Julian arrived late.
Upon meeting me, he hugged my waist with reddened eyes, his hot palm gripping my wrist, his voice trembling, "I really like you. Please don't leave. Stay with me."
I hastily pulled away, looking at Zoie in surprise, only to see her smiling with pursed lips.
"Yvonne, Julian has a good impression of you."
The next morning, Julian stood outside my apartment with a bouquet of lilies.
I remember clearly, he wore a dark brown coat and gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes sharp and deep beneath the lenses.
But when he saw me, they softened, and he smiled.
"Yvonne, I really like you. Will you be my girlfriend?"
I was tempted.
In front of me was a perfect opportunity to escape my original family, one that was hard to refuse.
I was born into a family that traditionally favors boys over girls, with a younger brother who was a constant drain.
My mom threatened to kick me out if I didn't hand over my salary for her to manage.
I had no better option.
So, even though his affection came so abruptly, I agreed.
We lived like polite strangers for half a year. He was a gentleman, never overstepping boundaries.
Until that day, I softened and went home for my mom's birthday. After a drink, I felt dizzy and feverish.
My mom cheerfully brought an older man to my room.
"This is my daughter, Yvonne, an honors graduate from a prestigious university, working as a doctor in a prestigious tertiary hospital in the city."
"Having a smart son in the future is worth the twenty thousand."
It was Julian who appeared out of nowhere, wrapping me in his suit jacket with concern, resolving everything for me.
How could I not fall for him?
Unfortunately, it wasn't until this moment that I understood.
The so-called supposed love at first sight was a lie.
Saving me from danger was merely because he couldn't bear to see someone with the face of his beloved being bullied.
That was all.
For five years, I believed I was living in a perfect marriage, only to discover it was all a sham! I discovered that my husband was coveting my bone marrow for his mistress! Right in front of me, he sent her flirtatious messages. To make matters worse, he even brought her into the company to steal my work! I finally understood, he never loved me. I stopped pretending, collected evidence of his infidelity, and reclaimed the research he had stolen from me. I signed the divorce papers and left without looking back. He thought I was just throwing a tantrum and would eventually return. But when we met again, I was holding the hand of a globally renowned tycoon, draped in a wedding dress and grinning with confidence. My ex-husband's eyes were red with regret. "Come back to me!" But my new groom wrapped his arm around my waist, and chuckled dismissively, "Get the hell out of here! She's mine now."
In their previous lives, Gracie married Theo. Outwardly, they were the perfect academic couple, but privately, she became nothing more than a stepping stone for his ambition, and met a tragic end. Her younger sister Ellie wed Brayden, only to be abandoned for his true love, left alone and disgraced. This time, both sisters were reborn. Ellie rushed to marry Theo, chasing the success Gracie once had-unaware she was repeating the same heartbreak. Gracie instead entered a contract marriage with Brayden. But when danger struck, he defended her fiercely. Could fate finally rewrite their tragic endings?
Abandoned as a child and orphaned by murder, Kathryn swore she'd reclaim every shred of her stolen birthright. When she returned, society called her an unpolished love-child, scoffing that Evan had lost his mind to marry her. Only Evan knew the truth: the quiet woman he cradled like porcelain hid secrets enough to set the city trembling. She doubled as a legendary healer, an elusive hacker, and the royal court's favorite perfumer. At meetings, the directors groaned at the lovey-dovey couple, "Does she really have to be here?" Evan shrugged. "Happy wife, happy life." Soon her masks fell, and those who sneered bowed in awe.
I'm a moaning mess as Antonio slams into me from behind. His hips hit me hard, and each deep thrust sends shockwaves through my body. My breasts bounce with every movement, my eyes roll back, and I moan his name without control. The pleasure he gives me is overwhelming-I can't hold it in. I feel my walls tighten around his thick length. The pressure builds fast, and then- I explode around him, my orgasm tearing through me. He groans loud and deep as he releases inside me, his hot seed spilling into me in thick pulses. Just when I think he's done, his grip shifts. He turns me over and lays me flat on the bed. His dark eyes stare into mine for a moment, filled with raw hunger. I glance down- He's still hard. Before I can react, he grabs my wrists, pins me down, and pushes himself inside me again. He fills me completely. My hips rise on instinct, meeting his rhythm. Our bodies move together, locked in a wild, uncontrollable dance. "You're fucking sweet," he groans, his voice rough and breathless. "I can't get enough of you... not after that night, Sol," he growls, slamming into me harder. The force of his words and his thrusts make my body shake. "Come for me," he commands, his voice low and full of heat. And just like that, my body trembles. Waves of pleasure crash over me. I cry out, shaking with the force of my orgasm. "Mine," he growls again, louder this time. His voice is feral, wild, like a beast claiming what belongs to him. The sound sends a shiver down my spine. *** Solene was betrayed, humiliated, and erased by Rowan Brook, the man she once called husband, Solene is left with nothing but her name and a burning hunger for revenge. She turns to the one man powerful enough to destroy the Brooks family from within: Rowan's estranged and dangerous uncle, Antonio Rodriguez. He's ruthless. A playboy who never sleeps with the same woman twice. But when Solene walks into his world, he doesn't just break the rules, he creates new ones just for her. What begins as a calculated game quickly spirals into obsession, power plays, and secrets too deadly to stay buried. Because Solene isn't just anyone's ex... she's the woman they should've never underestimated. Can she survive the price of revenge? Or will her heart become the next casualty? And when the truth comes out, will Antonio still choose her... or destroy her?
Narine never expected to survive. Not after what was done to her body, mind, and soul. But fate had other plans. Rescued by Supreme Alpha Sargis, the kingdom's most feared ruler, she finds herself under the protection of a man she doesn't know... and a bond she doesn't understand. Sargis is no stranger to sacrifice. Ruthless, ambitious, and loyal to the sacred matebond, he's spent years searching for the soul fate promised him, never imagining she would come to him broken, on the brink of death, and afraid of her own shadow. He never meant to fall for her... but he does. Hard and fast. And he'll burn the world before letting anyone hurt her again. What begins in silence between two fractured souls slowly grows into something intimate and real. But healing is never linear. With the court whispering, the past clawing at their heels, and the future hanging by a thread, their bond is tested again and again. Because falling in love is one thing. Surviving it? That's a war of its own. Narine must decide, can she survive being loved by a man who burns like fire, when all she's ever known is how not to feel? Will she shrink for the sake of peace, or rise as Queen for the sake of his soul? For readers who believe even the most fractured souls can be whole again, and that true love doesn't save you. It stands beside you while you save yourself.
Blinded in a crash, Cary was rejected by every socialite—except Evelina, who married him without hesitation. Three years later, he regained his sight and ended their marriage. "We’ve already lost so many years. I won’t let her waste another one on me." Evelina signed the divorce papers without a word. Everyone mocked her fall—until they discovered that the miracle doctor, jewelry mogul, stock genius, top hacker, and the President's true daughter… were all her. When Cary came crawling back, a ruthless tycoon had him kicked out. "She's my wife now. Get lost."
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