Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, "Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer."
"Are you seeing someone?"
Charlee Sullivan leaned casually against a gleaming crimson sports car, her fitted scarlet dress emphasizing her striking silhouette. Her delicate face, framed by soft waves of auburn hair, radiated sophistication.
Her usually vibrant eyes now carried an icy detachment.
The man, crouched over his battered motorcycle, straightened up at her words.
Under the streetlight's glow, his rugged, undeniably magnetic features radiated an air of untamed charisma.
"I'm single," he replied, his deep baritone carrying an irresistible allure.
Charlee smirked, leaning in slightly.
Her curls tumbled forward, dusted with vibrant remnants of party streamers.
"Spend a night with me, and I'll forget about the damage to my car," she suggested boldly.
She wasn't one to forgive easily; after discovering that Liam Todd, her fiance, dared to cheat on her, she craved a way to retaliate.
And this man-his sharp jawline, commanding presence, and effortless charm-was everything Liam wasn't.
Liam, she mused, paled in comparison to this stranger, who seemed more than capable of meeting her every desire.
The man's gaze flitted between the dented luxury vehicle and his wrecked motorcycle, a flicker of amusement in his expression.
Her prized car, he thought, wasn't even worth the cost of his bike's handlebars.
With a sly grin, he pulled her into his embrace, his tone teasing but firm.
"Deal. I can't pay for your car repairs anyway. But don't complain later, little firecracker."
With that, he swept her off her feet, carrying her with ease toward a nearby hotel.
As soon as they entered the room, she shoved him onto the mattress. In a hotel celebrated for its quirky offerings, she quickly located restraints on the nightstand and latched his wrists to the headboard.
"I prefer being in control," she stated, her cheeks glowing with a provocative flush.
Despite lacking experience, her bold demeanor exuded confidence, akin to a flower blooming under dim, ambient lighting.
Her authority didn't last long, and she hardly cared whether he'd completely enjoyed the encounter.
"We're even now," she murmured, panting and disheveled.
In a swift motion, he reversed their positions, pinning her beneath him, his gaze intense with unrestrained desire.
"That's all? I recall you promising that it'd be a whole night. It's still early," he taunted.
Before she could comprehend how he escaped the restraints, she found herself overwhelmed, her rationality slipping away entirely.
Mimicking her earlier assertiveness, he covered her mouth with his palm, compelling her to endure. Tears brimmed in her eyes as she whimpered beneath his unyielding movements.
When he said a whole night, he wasn't exaggerating.
Charlee lost track of the moments she blacked out. His insatiable energy seemed endless, pushing her body past its limits.
Hours later, as she slipped back into her outfit, she couldn't summon the courage to meet his gaze.
Her hoarse voice trembled with a warning as she said, "I have the crash footage. The moment I step out, we're nothing to each other. Stay silent."
From behind her, his voice dripped with amusement, lazy yet sharp.
"Interesting. I've kept a copy of that clip, too."
Not catching his implication, Charlee grabbed her belongings and headed for the exit.
Her shaky legs almost betrayed her, threatening to collapse beneath her.
His deep chuckle echoed. "Sure you don't need more time to recover?"
What a smug bastard!
She slammed the door behind her with every ounce of strength, nearly tempted to hit him with it.
She missed the possessive glint in his eyes as he watched her leave.
In the hotel lobby, the glowing screen of a television displayed breaking headlines.
"A shocking revelation today-two elite families in Jurgh, set to unite through marriage, have faced public embarrassment. Sources claim the Todd heir stormed out of the ceremony, leaving the Sullivan heiress humiliated."
A bystander muttered, "Rumor has it the groom's quite fond of his fiancee's half-sister. Now that her parents have rekindled their relationship, who knows? Maybe he'll end up with the other sibling."
On the screen, Charlee appeared in a crimson gown, her hair dotted with celebratory confetti. The camera lingered on her frozen smile, magnifying the heartbreak behind it.
Surprisingly, after her intense encounter, Charlee realized the pain from the breakup wasn't as sharp anymore.
She had clung too tightly to Liam, convinced their years-long relationship was indestructible. She had let him take her affection for granted.
But he was never irreplaceable. Someone else had managed to fill the void effortlessly.
The stranger from last night, for instance, who possessed boundless endurance.
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."
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
Everyone thought Lorenzo truly loved Gracie, until the day of their daughter’s heart surgery. To Gracie’s utter shock, Lorenzo gave the precious organ needed by their child to another woman. Devastated, Gracie opted for a divorce. Fueled by her need for revenge, Gracie joined hands with Lorenzo’s uncle, Waylon, and orchestrated Lorenzo’s downfall. In the end, Lorenzo was left with nothing and consumed by remorse. He pleaded for a reconciliation. Gracie thought she was free to move on with her life, but Waylon held her back in a death grip. “Did you think you can just walk out on me?”
You may kiss the bride," the priest announced and my body shuddered in resistance as the words I told him two days ago rang in my ears. I won't even spit on your face let alone marry you, Liam Knight. His eyes were shining in triumph, clearly stating that once again he won. He smirked cruelly, taunting me without words how he forced me to do exactly what I said I would never do even if he begged me. He didn't beg, on the contrary, he forced me to marry him. He took a step forward, raised my chin, I fisted my hand tightly at the sides when he placed his unworthy lips on mine. Disgusted with his touch but I tolerated it for the sake of my father who was at his mercy at this moment. He pulled away from my lips with the same rule smile intact on his face, "I made you mine, Babygirl and I can't wait for us to be alone!" He said darkly. My breath hitched looking at the darkness in his eyes. If I would have been the old Aurora I would be scared but not anymore. I might have bowed down my pride for my father but if he was looking for a submissive wife, he sure was not going to get one!
During her three years of marriage with Brendan, Adeline had become as humble as dust itself. However, what she got in return wasn't love and affection, but endless indifference and disdain. Worse yet, when the woman in Brendan's heart suddenly showed up, he further distanced himself from her. Finally, Adeline couldn't stand it anymore and asked for a divorce. After all, why should she stay with such a cold, distant man? The next one would surely be better. Brendan watched as his ex-wife left with her luggage in tow. Suddenly, a thought occurred to him and he made a bet with his friends. "She'll definitely regret leaving and will come crawling back to me in no time." After hearing about this bet, Adeline sneered. "Dream on!" A few days later, Brendan ran into his ex-wife in a bar. It turned out she was celebrating her divorce. Not long after, he noticed that the damned woman seemed to have a new suitor. Brendan was starting to panic. The woman who had clung to him for three years suddenly didn't seem to give a damn about him. What was he going to do?
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"