In the middle of the night, he sent me a message: "What else are you being picky about? How old are you now? In two more years, you'll only be able to find divorced men with kids..."
My name was Linda, and I had just graduated from school when I joined a decent company.
I expected to have a rough start at work, but instead, I was immediately surrounded by colleagues eager to introduce me a boyfriends.
They enthusiastically asked if I had a boyfriend, and upon hearing my negative response, my WhatsApp was flooded with over a dozen male contacts.
I shook my head, feeling like I had stumbled into a Dating agency instead of a workplace.
The colleague next to me said, "You have great qualities and you're beautiful with fair skin. Your family background is good, and you're a master's graduate from a top university. So naturally, everyone wants to become relatives with you."
I nodded, somewhat confused.
Looking at the variety of men in my WhatsApp, I closed my phone.
I knew I should focus on my career.
I always believed that when the time was right, love would come naturally.
However, a week later at lunch, while eating with colleagues in the cafeteria, the finance manager, Eva Anderson, sat next to me.
She cheerfully showed me her phone, "Linda, I have a nice young man from my family. How about you two meet up?"
Seeing Eva enthusiasm, I couldn't refuse.
After lunch, I couldn't help but vent to my colleague next to me.
She smiled lightly, "Eva means well. Why not give it a try?"
I thought about it and realized she had a point. If I met someone suitable, I would have to thank her for the introduction.
That afternoon, I received a friend request from the guy she mentioned.
I hesitated for two seconds before accepting.
Little did I know, adding him on WhatsApp would leave such a bad and lasting impression on me about blind dates.
After connecting, he quickly greeted me: "Hello, I'm Josh James."
Out of courtesy, I replied, "Hello, I'm Linda Howard."
After work, we chatted for a bit, and he invited me to dinner the next evening.
I found Josh to be quite nice, with a humorous and engaging conversation style, and he seemed like a decent guy.
Eva mentioned he was a graduate from a prestigious university, working in a government office, with an above-average appearance and height of 1.8 meters.
His family background was modest, with parents who were farmers.
But my parents always told me that choosing a partner wasn't just about conditions. As long as the person was good and responsible, it was enough.
So, I took this date seriously.
Moreover, he thoughtfully picked an upscale restaurant for our dinner, which was near my company.
I felt he valued this meeting and respected me.
So, even before meeting, I had a good impression of him.
But when we met that evening, it wasn't what I expected.
As soon as we met, he couldn't stop boasting about himself, how well he did in school, how smoothly he got into his job, and how impressive he was. He didn't miss a chance to belittle women, specifically me.
He enthusiastically said, "What's the use of you women having such high education? In the end, your parents still want you to find a man with a good job to marry and live a stable life. I'm the only one in my class who got into this government office."
I was left speechless in dismay by his unwarranted arrogance about his job.
Later, he started probing about my family's situation: "By the way, since your family is from the city, you must have a few properties, right?"
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
Bailey seems to be never destined to fit in, a little geeky, but under it all, a hidden beauty that so many seem to miss, but still not what her pack Alpha is looking for in a fated mate... so he is determined to reject her and make her life hell. Bailey, knowing her life will likely never be the same focuses on what she can control, her future, and heads off to study; becoming a teacher. Asher is the Beta of Autumn Valley Pack, a neighbouring pack. A broken man having suffered the loss of his mate after a rogue attack, Asher is slowly crumbling. Falling to pieces. A shadow of his former self, and not a man that anyone wants to be around anymore... Until, Autumn Valley Pack require a new teacher, and Bailey finds herself there and pushed together with the Beta. Is there a connection building or is that in their imaginations? And what will happen when Bailey's mate comes back to claim what is his?
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
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.”
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!