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HER SIN, FILTHY LOVERS

HER SIN, FILTHY LOVERS

Stuart suddenly woke up. The sensual pleasure was so intense it almost devoured his mind. No man could resist such "hospitality."Alice felt his "loquat candy" had now turned into some monstrous thing. She started to doubt whether she could handle it. If it went in... would she survive? As her thoughts spiraled, the man beneath her suddenly flipped and pinned her down. A mix of ebony musk and faint alcohol rose over her- Both his rough hands gripped her waist hard, callused knuckles pressing in. He began to fight her back. She even thought he might bite her nipple off. Charles never treated her like this. Charles had always been distant with her, but this intensity-it made her feel something real. "Brother Charles."She moaned. Alice could clearly feel the man's movement freeze for a second. She opened her eyes. In the sliver of moonlight sneaking into the room, she finally saw the sharp and rebellious brow bone of the man above her. Stuart gripped her wrist tightly, his fingers digging deep. "Get out." Stuart's hoarse voice was drenched in fury... Alice was an orphan, adopted by the wealthy family, and whenever she was bullied, Charles would protect her in the name of her brother. Over the course of ten years, a love, hidden in the corners of their hearts, grew uncontrollably. It wasn't until the humid summer of her nineteenth year, in her room, that Charles personally put a star necklace around her neck. "Alice, do me a favor." Charles asked Alice to seduce Stuart, the heir of the William family, to ruin his engagement and prevent him from marrying the lady of the Green family. Everyone said that Stuart, the heir of the William family, was calculating, ruthless, and sinister. At a cruise ship banquet, Alice, holding her skirt, stumbled into his room... Stuart pinned her to the head of the bed, his fingers tracing the star necklace at her collarbone, "You are my gift sent by Charles?" Later, he personally unwrapped the "gift." Day and night, they sank deeper and deeper into obsession, unable to escape. Three months later, Stuart announced his engagement, and all of London was in an uproar! The man who had always been indifferent to women, now willing to break off his parents' arranged engagement and marry a nobody? At the engagement party, Stuart tore off the star necklace Charles had given Alice, carelessly tossed it aside, and placed a Graff pink diamond necklace around Alice's neck. "Did you feel sad when I threw your star necklace away?" Alice didn't answer. She grabbed Stuart's tie, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him. The guests screamed, and the reporters snapped photos frantically. Alice's eyes narrowed, and she turned her head toward the guests. In the crowd, Charles, who had "gotten what he wanted," tightly gripped his wine glass. His dark eyes were cold enough to freeze. He felt a sharp, uncomfortable pain in his chest as if there were needles pricking at his heart.
PLAYER: DIRTY DOLL

PLAYER: DIRTY DOLL

"Rose, do you have to be this shameless?" He yanked her hair tighter, forcing her to lift her face. She stared straight into his eyes and let out a cold laugh. "Yeah, I'm shameless. But what, you think you're any better? Talking about marriage one minute and pounding into me like crazy the next. We're just a pair of filthy lovers, aren't we? So stop pretending to be so righteous!" Alexander is aloof and arrogant; she is wild and unrestrained. For revenge, she meticulously approaches him, shamelessly flirts with him, and cunningly schemes against him. She disrupts his engagement party, drives away his first love, and repeatedly steps on his bottom line. One late night, he corners her against the wall. "Rose, what other tricks do you have that I don't know about?" And just like that, she barges into his world, does whatever she pleases, and drags him down from his throne step by step until she completely devours him... Upon returning home, Rose discovers that CEO Alexander who just gave her a sky-high breakup fee is actually her half-sister's fiancé. He broke up with her because he got engaged to her half-sister. To make matters worse, Rose's biological mother had also met her tragic fate because of her stepmother. Her mind remained clear at all times. Now, her goal was no longer as simple as forcing Alexander to call off the engagement. Her desire had grown. She wanted to possess him completely-body and soul-to conquer him, to make him entirely hers. Only his powerful status and background could truly help her reclaim everything she had lost. She had always known what he wanted. She had always known how to provoke his anger, make him compromise, lure him into indulgence, make him lose himself-until he became a puppet of her.
RISING EX WIFE : Love Me Again Mrs Graves

RISING EX WIFE : Love Me Again Mrs Graves

BLURB "You never wanted me," Eva's voice trembled, but her gaze was steady as she glared at Maxmillan. "You were too blinded by your love for Sara to see the truth." Maximilian clenched his fists, his jaw tight. "You think I don't regret it? Every moment, Eva. Every moment I spent hurting you.." "Hurting me?" she cut him off, her eyes filled with anger. "You ruined me, Max. You let my sister and step mother destroy me, and when I needed you most, you turned your back on me, you made me go through hell." His chest tightened. "I was wrong. I know that now, but..." "But it's too late," she snapped. "I'm not the helpless girl you left behind. I've come back for what's mine." Max's voice softened, almost pleading. "And what if I'm part of what's yours?" Eva's lips curled into a bitter smile. "Maybe. Or maybe I'll destroy you the way you destroyed me." ******* Forced into a loveless marriage to save her family's business, Eva endures cruelty from her husband, Maximilian, who believes she manipulated his grandfather into choosing her as his bride. Blinded by his love for her sister, Sara, Maximilian made Eva go through hell. Eva endures not only Maximilian's abuse but also the hurt and betrayal from her own family. Eva is framed for a tragedy and sent to prison, she's rescued by a powerful and influencial figure who she never knew existed. Six years later, Eva returns. No longer the broken and helpless woman she once was, She is now a force to be reckoned with. She is back to seek revenge on all those who had made her life hell. Now, Maximilian regrets his mistakes and isn't ready to let her go. Eva hold a secret that will shatter Maxmillan's world. What is that secret? Will Eva choose love and forgiveness, or will revenge be the only thing that can heal her broken heart?
Billionaire's Regret, Too Late!

Billionaire's Regret, Too Late!

"Lucien, let's get a divorce," I said in a peremptory tone that was long overdue, the most decisive farewell to this absurd marriage. We had been married for exactly three years-three years that, for me, were filled with nothing but endless loneliness and torment. For three years, the husband who should have stood by my side through every storm, Lucien Sullivan, had completely disappeared from my life as if he had never existed. He vanished without a trace, leaving me alone to endure this empty, desolate marriage. Today, I finally received his message: "I'm back. Come pick me up at the airport." When I read his words, my heart leapt with joy, and I raced to the airport, thinking that he finally understood my love and was coming back to me. But his cruelty was far worse than I could have ever imagined-he was accompanied by a pregnant woman, and that woman was Carla, my closest and most trusted friend. In that moment, all of my previous excitement, all my hope, and all of our shared laughter and tears turned into the sharpest of daggers, stabbing into my heart and leaving me gasping for air. Now, all I want is to escape from this place that has left me so broken-to lick my wounds in solitude. Even if these wounds will remain with me for the rest of my life, I refuse to have anything to do with him ever again. He should know that it was his own hand that trampled our love underfoot, that his coldness and betrayal created this irreparable situation. But when he heard those words, he desperately clung to this broken, crumbling marriage, unwilling to let it end-almost as though doing so could rewind time and return everything to how it used to be. "Aurora, come back. I regret everything!" Regret? Those simple words stirred no emotion in me-only endless sadness and fury. My heart let out a frantic, desperate scream: It's too late for any of this!