Paula is a young woman from a humble home who works very hard to support her father and younger sister. She works for a multi million dollar company but not the headquarter or the company. Antonio Valdares is the President of the Valdares Group of Companies who started running the company at a very early age due to his father's death. Love happens when Paula comes into the Valdares family claiming to have married Antonio Valdares.
Expanded Chapter 1 A Humble morning The early morning sun cast a soft gleam over the modest one- bedroom apartment Paula participated with her family. The faint hum of life in the crowded neighborhood buzzed through the thin walls - a baby crying in the distance, the rattle of wagons wheeled by road merchandisers, and the occasional chatter of neighbors preparing for their day. Paula stirred awake, her body sick but her mind sharp as ever. The alarm timepiece had n't pealed yet, but she did n't need it.
She had long since trained her body to wake before the sun, icing she had enough time to juggle the liabilities that counted heavily on her slim shoulders. Quietly, she crept out of the bed she participated with her youngish family, Mia, careful not to disturb the frail teenager who slept soundly. In the kitchen, she lit the single gas burner, her hands moving snappily to prepare a simple breakfast of yam and eggs. As the scent of frying onions filled the air, she glanced at the crumpled envelope on the counter - an overdue sanitarium bill. Her casket tensed, but she shook off the rising solicitude. Dwelling on it would n't help. " Paula, " came a weak voice from the living room. She turned to see her father, who was propped up on the threadbare lounge, his formerly-strong frame now thin and hunkered . He offered her a faint smile. " You're up beforehand, pop, " Paula said, whisking over with a glass of water. " I could n't sleep, " he admitted, his voice raspy. " I was allowing about everything. You're doing too much, my son. " Paula knelt beside him, holding his hand. " Do n't worry about me, pop. My job is going well, and I'm saving up. effects will get better. I promise. " Her father's eyes brimmed with pride and anguish as he gentled her hand. Paula felt the weight of his implied words You should n't have to carry this burden. Her father had been a pillar of strength for the family once - a plant worker who had offered his dreams to raise Paula and Mia after their mama 's death. Paula frequently flashed back his booming laugh and the way he'd lade her up as a child, spinning her around until they were both dizzy. Now, the times of labor and grief had worn him down, leaving him a shadow of the man he formerly was. " Did you take your drug? " Paula asked vocally, surveying the table for his lozenge bottle. " I'll after breakfast, " he said, trying a reassuring smile. " Promise me, " Paula pressed. He jounced, and she relaxed slightly, though she knew he frequently skipped boluses to save plutocrat. In the bitsy bedroom, Mia moaned lifelessly as Paula nudged her awake. At 15, Mia was bright and full of eventuality, her academic achievements a source of pride for the entire family. Despite her health struggles, she carried a natural gayness that cheered indeed the darkest days. " Five further twinkles, " Mia grunted, pulling the thin mask over her head. Paula scowled and dragged it back.However, you'll condemn me for missing the machine, " If I let you sleep in. Come on, breakfast is ready. " Mia sat up, her curled hair a wild mess, and stretched. " You know, you'd make a terrible alarm timepiece, " she teased, rubbing her eyes. " And you'd make a terrible pupil if you do n't get to academy on time, " Paula shot back, laughing as Mia playfully shoved her. The two sisters participated an unbreakable bond. Despite their age difference, Mia frequently acted as Paula's confidante, harkening hardly to her family's worries indeed when she did n't completely understand them. Paula, in turn, idolize on Mia, determined to give her the openings she herself had offered. Over breakfast, the small family participated a quiet moment of togetherness. Mia gabbled about her practice , her face lighting up as she described an forthcoming wisdom competition. Their father heeded hardly, his pride apparent indeed as he squinched from a unforeseen stitch in his casket. Paula watched them both, her heart swelling with love and a fierce determination to cover them at all costs. After walking Mia to academy, Paula caught the crowded machine to work. Despite the bumpy lift, her studies dallied on her family. She flashed back the nights when her father worked overtime to go her council education and the innumerous times Mia had stayed up to stay for her after late shifts. They were her anchor, her reason for pushing through every challenge. As Paula sat at her office latterly that day, reviewing reports and answering emails, the image of her family stayed with her. Every keystroke, every computation, was driven by the pledge she'd made to herself to give her father the rest he merited and insure Mia's future was bright. And though the weight of her liabilities was immense, Paula wore it like armor. She was her family's protection, their provider, and their stopgap for a better hereafter.
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?”
Sheila had her back against the wall when her family tried to force her to marry an awful old man. In a fit of rage, she hired a gigolo to act as her husband. She thought the gigolo needed money and did this for a living. Little did she know that he was nothing like that. One day, he pulled off his mask and revealed himself to be the world's top magnate. This marked the beginning of their love. He showered her with everything she could ever want. They were happy. However, unexpected circumstances soon posed a threat to their love. Would Sheila and her husband make it through the storm? Find out!
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.