Maya's world was shattered after a one-night stand with billionaire David, whom she met while working as a bartender, ended in ruthless abandonment, leaving her pregnant and heartbroken. She confronts him, only to be met with a cruel dismissal: "You're nothing but a disposable mistake. I don't know you, and I don't care." Five years later, Maya's built a new life as a devoted mother to their son, Tristan, and a successful model, with the loving support of her partner, Ethan. But when she's booked for a high-profile modeling gig alongside David, the past comes roaring back. David's gaze still burns with intensity, and he's forced to confront the consequences of his actions. "I was blind to the damage I caused," he says. "But seeing you now, I realize I was wrong to dismiss you so easily." David's seemingly perfect life with his actress wife, Tessy, was a facade - their marriage was loveless and suffocating. As Maya and David's entanglement deepens, the cracks in his facade begin to show. Maya's fury and desire for revenge ignite, threatening to consume her. Can David win back the trust of the woman he wronged, and the son he never knew?
Maya's pov
I walked through the crowded club, my feet aching from a long night of serving drinks. The thumping music and sweaty bodies made me feel like I was drowning.
As I handed a Martini to a waiting customer, my gaze drifted to the clock. Only thirty minutes until my shift ended.
"Hey pretty," a guy said as he stepped in front of me. My nose twisted in disgust at the terrible odour of alcohol reeking from his body.
I pushed him out of my way. Just then, Zoe, my roommate and best friend, burst into the club, her bright smile a beacon amidst the chaos. "Hey, girl!" she exclaimed, joining me behind the bar.
"Welcome to another crazy night," I teased, relieved she was taking over.
Zoe nodded sympathetically. "Go change and get out of here. I made dinner; just relax."
I hugged her, grateful for her thoughtfulness. "Thanks, babe. Love you."
After changing into comfortable sweatpants and a hoodie, I pulled up my hood and slipped on my headphones, ready to face the cool night air.
As I walked home, the silence was a welcome relief from the club's noise . Our apartment was just a ten-minute walk away. Lost in thought, I didn't notice the stumbling figure until he nearly collided with a car.
My instincts kicked in, and I rushed to steady him. He turned, locking gazes with me. The unmistakable features of David, the wealthy billionaire who frequented our club for business meetings, left me breathless.
"Who are you?" he slurred, his eyes narrowing. "Trying to steal from me?"
"I'm not stealing from you," I replied firmly. "You're in no shape to be out here alone. Let me help."
David's gaze lingered, then he handed me his car keys. "Take me home." I hesitated but I had no choice because leaving him alone was dangerous in the area.
"Your address," I asked after struggling to get him inside the car. He closed his eyes, ignoring me but when I tapped him, he jolted awake.
"What is it?" David demanded, irritation evident in his voice. "I need your address," I said with a sigh.
He punched somethings in the GPS and I got the direction to his house. As I drove, I stared at his handsome face which was closed, and couldn't help but wonder why he drank this much.
The GPS led me to a stunning mansion. As we pulled into the compound, a staff member helped David out of the car.
"Thank you," David said to his staff, his eyes crinkling at the corners before he turned to me.
"Young lady, thank you so much for helping me. I don't know what would have happened if you didn't bring me here," He said, his voice laced with appreciation.
I nodded, sad he didn't recognize who I was. "I'm glad you are home safe. I have to go home now."
He shook his head, disagreeing. "You can't go home alone this late. It's not safe."
My heart skipped a beat at his concern. "What do we do now?" I asked, biting my lower lip in worry. It was indeed late and dangerous out there alone.
"You'll spend the night here, and I'll drive you back tomorrow," He replied. I blinked my eyes in disbelief. Was he really asking me to spend a night in his home?
The lover girl in me squealed with excitement, but I still hesitated. David's gentle smile put me at ease. We walked in, and the mansion's interior decoration left me awestruck.
"Do you need anything? Like water or food?" David asked, and I shook my head.
He stared at me for sometime, his eyes roaming around my body. Blush coated my cheeks at his actions. "Let's go upstairs then," he said, his voice low.
As we ascended the stairs to his room, David's shirt came off, revealing chiseled muscles that made my pulse quicken. His eyes sparkled with amusement.
"Shy?" he teased, his voice low and husky.
I shook my head, my voice caught in my throat. David's gaze lingered on mine, searching for something.
"You're beautiful," he whispered, his breath caressing my skin. In that moment, I was lost. My heart raced with excitement, and my soul felt seen.
"So beautiful, dear," he whispered again. The closeness of his body against mine almost made me moan. The fact that I was attracted to him didn't help matters.
David's lips brushed against mine, sending shivers down my spine. The kiss was gentle, yet electrifying. I felt the world tilt, and my senses come alive.
As we broke apart, David's eyes sparked with desire. "You're not like anyone I've met," he said.
"Why did you say that?" I asked. "I felt something through the kiss. I want you," he replied, his voice came almost like a plead.
I smiled, feeling a connection I couldn't explain. My heart swelled with emotion. Without another word, David swept me into his arms, and I knew I was his for the night. His touch ignited a fire within me.
"I'm yours," I whispered, surrendering to the passion. As our lips met again, the room melted away. Time stood still and nothing else mattered.
I was living my dream, I had always wanted him. David was someone I had always admired anytime he came for meetings but he never noticed me.
"Your body is a work of art," he said as he removed my hoodie. I moaned when he attached his lips on my nipple. The feeling was heavenly.
He kissed my down to my stomach and I shivered, desire consuming me. I watched him as he took off his pants, his shaft slapping against his stomach.
My eyes widened at the sight, and when he sensed my discomfort, his eyes softened. "I will be gentle," he whispered. I gulped, my eyes closed as he slipped it in me.
He waited until I adjusted to his size. I moaned when he began to move. And as the night consumed us, I gave him my all.
My heart. My soul. My everything.
"I'm sorry for everything I did in the past. I want us to reunite as a family. I want to be involved in my child's life," Julian said to Ava, his voice laced with sincerity as he held her hand. Ava shook her head, her finger pointed accusingly to his chest. "Now, you want me because i have a child with you? It's too late, Julian," she replied. "Ava, we can make this work. Just give me a chance to make everything right," he said to her in a pleading voice. She remained silent, trying to pull her hand away but Julian held it tight. He pulled her close, his lips brushing hers. "You will always be mine, Ava. If I can't have you then no one will," he whispered, his breath sending shivers down her spine. ~~~~~~~ After a painful divorce from her cheating ex-husband Julian, Ava thought she'd closed the chapter on her past. But when Julian reappears five years later, old wounds and feelings resurface. Complicating matters is the fact that Ava has a secret son with Julian and is now in a contract marriage with Alex, a rival of Julian's who has been her rock in times of need. As Julian tries to win her back, Ava must navigate a complex web of love and loyalty. Torn between her lingering feelings for Julian and her commitment to Alex, Ava must make a choice. Will she choose the father of her child or the man who has been her steady support? And what will be the consequences of her decision?
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.”
In their three years of marriage, Chelsea had been a dutiful wife to Edmund. She used to think that her love and care would someday melt Edmund's cold heart, but she was wrong. Finally, she couldn't take the disappointment any longer and chose to end the marriage. Edmund had always thought that his wife was just boring and dull. So it was shocking when Chelsea suddenly threw divorce papers at his face in front of everyone at the Nelson Group's anniversary party. How humiliating! After that, everyone thought that the formerly-married couple would never see each other again, even Chelsea. Once again, she thought wrong. Sometime later, at an award ceremony, Chelsea went onstage to accept the award for best screenplay. Her ex-husband, Edmund, was the one presenting the award to her. As he handed her the trophy, he suddenly reached for her hand and pleaded humbly in front of the audience, "Chelsea, I'm sorry I didn't cherish you before. Could you please give me another chance?" Chelsea looked at him indifferently. "I'm sorry, Mr. Nelson. My only concern now is my business." Edmund's heart was shattered into a million pieces. "Chelsea, I really can't live without you." But his ex-wife just walked away. Wasn't it better for her to just concentrate on her career? Men would only distract her—especially her ex-husband.
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."
"Then let's get a divorce!" With courage, Leora left her husband's house, after being accused of poisoning his mistress. Her in-laws and sister-in-law had planned various ways to kick her out of Peter's house and in the end Leora gave in. However, no one expected that things would turn 180 degrees after the divorce. When everyone who had hurt her was happy with each other's lies, Leora returned. This time, she was no longer the poor orphan girl from the orphanage. She has changed and not only that, she also carries a big secret that will make everyone turn to worship her feet.
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!"
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."