Léa, an ambitious architect, is in a relationship with Thomas, a stable and caring man, but a bit too predictable. As they prepare to get married, Nathan, Thomas's twin brother, returns to their lives after years spent abroad. Charismatic, unpredictable, and provocative, Nathan immediately fascinates Léa. An erotic tension grows between them, despite the prohibitions and potential consequences. Léa finds herself torn between her love for Thomas and her consuming passion for Nathan, plunging into a secret relationship that threatens to destroy everything. In a struggle between duty and desire, she must make a choice that will change her life forever.
The sweet morning song blended with the first rays of sunlight filtering through the light curtains of Léa's apartment. She slowly emerged from her sleep, her eyelids still heavy with dreams. The bedroom, decorated in a minimalist style, reflected her taste for simplicity: white walls, a shelf filled with architecture books, and a green plant that, despite its lack of light, seemed to thrive. Beside her, Thomas, her fiancé, slept peacefully, his face relaxed in a halo of golden light.
Léa got up gently, trying not to wake him. As she made her way to the kitchen, a wave of melancholy washed over her. Every morning felt like the one before, a well-oiled routine that made her feel trapped in an endless loop. She put water on to heat for coffee, the sound of the kettle serving as background noise to chase away her thoughts.
When the aroma of coffee began to fill the space, Thomas emerged from the bedroom, rubbing his still-sleepy eyes. He gave her a smile, one of those smiles that once warmed her heart but now seemed almost mechanical. "Good morning, my beautiful," he murmured, moving closer to kiss her. Léa returned the kiss, but a shadow of sadness crossed her gaze.
They took their places at the table, where a simple breakfast awaited: toasted bread, fresh fruits, and, of course, steaming black coffee. Thomas immersed himself in his phone, checking his work emails, while Léa stared at the wall, lost in her thoughts.
"Is something on your mind?" Thomas asked, his eyes glued to the screen. His tone was distracted, as if his question was merely automatic.
"No, everything's fine," she replied, not really believing it. She forced a smile, but inside, a persistent voice whispered that she wasn't being honest.
The conversation flowed around the mundane details of daily life, but Léa couldn't help but feel more and more distant. She recalled the promises of their early days, those shared dreams of travel and adventure. Today, she felt imprisoned in a predictable routine, an existence marked by work hours and evenings spent in front of the television.
"You know, I have an important project at the office this week," Thomas announced, without looking up from his phone. "I need to finalize the file for the client." Léa nodded, but the words didn't resonate within her. Thomas's projects, though important, seemed entirely his, like a bubble in which she had no place.
After breakfast, Léa got ready for the day. She looked at herself in the mirror, observing the woman she saw: a gentle face, bright but tired eyes, dark circles she was trying to hide with makeup. She changed into a simple but elegant dress that gave her a professional look. She wondered if Thomas had noticed her, but thought better of it, realizing he was already immersed in his concerns.
As she left the apartment, she felt a chill of anxiety. The door closed behind her with a sound like a lock clicking shut. In the elevator, Léa scrutinized her reflection in the mirrors. She saw herself as a version of herself, a shadow of the vibrant woman she had once been. The journey to her architecture firm, located in the heart of the city, was a familiar route, but today, every red light felt interminable.
Upon arriving at the office, she was welcomed by the familiar scent of paper and ink. Architects and designers bustled around her, sketches and models scattered across the tables. Léa settled at her desk, adorned with a few photos from past travels, memories that made her nostalgic. She knew she had talent, that she was recognized for her keen eye for detail, but an inner voice whispered that she didn't belong here.
The clock was already striking ten when her colleague Emma approached her. Always full of energy, Emma had the knack for making any environment shine. "Hey, Léa! Everything okay? We've barely seen you lately."
Léa smiled, but the question troubled her. "Yes, everything's fine. Just a bit of work," she replied, her heart weighing down each word.
Emma, with her piercing gaze, didn't seem convinced. "You know, I heard you talking about Thomas the other day. Is everything okay between you two?"
Léa froze. She had avoided this question with Thomas, but now she couldn't run away. "It's just... the routine, I suppose. I sometimes feel... lost. Like something is missing, you know?"
Emma nodded, sympathetic. "I understand. Sometimes, you just need to take a moment for yourself, take a break. Why not plan a weekend getaway somewhere?"
The idea brushed past her, but Léa almost immediately rejected it. A weekend? With Thomas, or alone? The prospect of escaping the daily grind was appealing, but she knew it wouldn't change anything. Reality still gripped her by the shoulders, firmly anchoring her in her monotonous life.
"Maybe..." she murmured, without conviction.
The day passed in a blur of meetings and tasks. Léa focused on her projects, but her mind wandered incessantly. She imagined unknown landscapes, vibrant cities where she could lose herself, where she could feel that spark of life she so desperately missed. She dreamed of freedom, of a new breath that would sweep away the monotony of her existence.
When the end of the day arrived, Léa felt exhausted, but not from physical fatigue. It was an emotional exhaustion, a struggle against her own thoughts. She grabbed her bag and left the office, the city lights beginning to flicker around her. The sky was tinted with shades of pink and orange, but even this natural spectacle failed to ignite her enthusiasm.
The journey home was silent. She returned home, mentally preparing to face Thomas again, to dive back into their daily life. She secretly hoped he would take the time to reflect on their relationship, that he would notice her unease. But upon opening the door, she found the same scene as in the morning: Thomas, bent over his computer, absorbed in his work.
"Hey, I'm home," she announced, but her voice echoed in the void. Thomas barely looked up, a distracted smile on his lips, then returned to his screen.
Léa sighed, a heavy weight settling on her heart. She headed to the kitchen, preparing a simple dinner, but she struggled to focus. Thoughts swirled in her head: was this really the life she wanted? Was she destined to sink into this routine, to ignore her deep aspirations?
She sat down at the table, the meal ready, but she lacked the appetite. Thomas joined her, and they exchanged a few words, but the conversation remained superficial. Léa felt like a stranger in her own home. She wondered if she should speak up, express her frustrations, but a deep-seated fear held her back. What would he think? What would he do?
Deep down, Léa knew she had to wake up, that she could no longer ignore the void that filled her. She wanted to regain her passion, her joy for life, but for that, she would first have to confront her own demons.
The night unfolded slowly, Léa went to bed with a feeling of incompleteness, a promise to herself not to let the days pass without taking action. As she closed her eyes, she vowed that she would find a way to reconnect with her dreams, to escape this life that felt too predictable.
For the first time in a long time, a small spark of hope lit up her heart. Maybe tomorrow would be the day everything would change.
Rihanna, a talented young woman in the world of dance, finds herself in the sights of Marco "The King" Moretti, a feared and respected mafia godfather. As she tries to make her mark in a prestigious ballet school, she becomes involved in a drug trafficking scheme. She is rescued by Marco after a confrontation with dealers who seek to intimidate her. Touched by her talent and determination, Marco decides to take her under his wing and protect her. Over time, a complex relationship develops between them; Marco acts as a mentor and protector, but he also becomes possessive. As Rihanna immerses herself in the bright yet dangerous world of the mafia, she uncovers secrets about Marco's past, as well as the true reasons that led him to save her. Faced with rivalries within the mafia and external threats, Rihanna must decide whether she wants to continue living in Marco's shadow or take her destiny into her own hands, whatever the consequences may be.
The story begins with Alessandro Volta, a powerful man, respected and feared throughout the criminal world. At the head of a mafia empire, he rules over the darkest neighborhoods of the city. His heart is as cold as stone, and he has never believed in love. In his eyes, emotions are a weakness. Loyalty is bought with fear, and he has never allowed a single person to get close to him. He is a master of manipulation, control, and vengeance. All who cross his path know one thing: he never forgives. Vengeance is his fuel, and love is a concept he rejects. One day, during a visit to a neighborhood that is not part of his usual haunts, Alessandro meets Livia, a young poor woman, indifferent to his aura of power. She lives in misery, but she is fiercely independent, proud, and refuses to submit to anyone, even a man as powerful as him. Livia is not afraid of him, does not waver under his piercing gaze, and, on the contrary, seems to almost challenge him with her detached attitude and hardness. That day, Livia publicly humiliates Alessandro. Perhaps she refuses one of his proposals, or she unexpectedly criticizes him for the injustice he embodies. She hurls words at him that he has never heard from someone so insignificant in the eyes of all. This awakens in him an uncontrollable rage, but also a fascination. How does such an insignificant woman dare to act this way in front of him? Furious and vexed by the humiliation, Alessandro decides to take revenge, but he does not stop there. He wants her to become his wife. Not out of love, but to subdue her, to prove to her that he can have her as he wishes, and for her to be the center of his power. He abducts her, forces her to marry him under threat, and places her in a world where she has no escape. Livia finds herself trapped in a gilded cage, and her heart is filled with hatred, but also with fear and confusion. Will Livia be able to endure and submit to Alessandro for long? Or will Alessandro end up killing her with his own hands because she will always be unbearable in his eyes? Discover all the answers in my story; I hope you enjoy it. Happy reading!
Sophia is raising her twin boys, Noah and Liam, on her own. She’s always protected them from a painful truth: the identity of their father. To preserve their innocence, she told them he had passed away. But the curious and determined boys uncover the truth and seek out Adrien, their real father—a cold and distant man who flatly refuses to take any responsibility. Shaken, Sophia watches her world collapse as her sons return heartbroken from Adrien’s rejection. Torn between guilt, anger, and sorrow, she must confront the past she thought she had buried. Meanwhile, Adrien struggles between his selfish lifestyle and the growing guilt sparked by the words of his children. With the support of her loyal friend Camille, Sophia fights to protect her sons’ emotional well-being while regaining control over her life. Family ties will be tested, long-buried truths will surface, and each character will be forced to face the consequences of their choices.
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.
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!
She thought she was the love of his life, and he became the love of her life that fateful day she had seen him at the pack's party. Selene Grace was only a replica of Alpha Leo's real mate, and when he spotted her, Leo immediately claimed her as his Luna in order to suppress the rumors of him being mateless. Being unable to conceive turns Selene's marriage into a nightmare, and as if that wasn't enough, Alpha Leo finally reunites with his long time lover and mate, rejecting a pregnant Selene as a result. 5 years later, Selene, a now successful doctor, receives an invitation to the moon shadow pack in order to rid the pack of a deadly disease which has struck it. Will Selene return back to the pack which had caused her so much pain, and what would she do when she realizes that she is mated to the Alpha who had betrayed her in the past?
Life was perfect until she met her boyfriend's big brother. There was a forbidden law in the Night Shade Pack that if the head Alpha rejected his mate, he would be stripped of his position. Sophia's life would get connected with the law. She was an Omega who was dating the head Alpha's younger brother. Bryan Morrison, the head Alpha, was not only a cold-blooded man but also a charming business tycoon. His name was enough to cause other packs to tremble. He was known as a ruthless man. What if, by some twist of destiny, Sophia's path were to intertwine with his?
"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!
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."