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Jilted Heiress: Marrying My Mysterious Protector

Jilted Heiress: Marrying My Mysterious Protector

I brought the original drafts of the Lloyd Center to my stepsister’s high-society pool party, hoping the gift would finally earn my family's respect. I stood on the edge of the limestone patio, clutching the leather portfolio as fifty pairs of judgmental eyes watched my every move. But the moment I handed the sketches to Corina, she retracted her hand, letting the portfolio sink into the chlorine before throwing herself into the pool with a theatrical scream. My fiancé, Julian, didn't hesitate; he shoved me aside with enough force to twist my ankle and dove in to rescue her. He surfaced with Corina in his arms, looking at me with a mask of pure disgust while the crowd whispered that I was an unstable, illegitimate intruder. My stepmother Eugenia didn't even ask for an explanation before she stepped forward and slapped me across the face, ordering me to get out before she called the police. "Sister, if you're still mad about the inheritance, just say it. Why did you push me?" "Enough! God, Aria. Your jealousy is actually sickening." I stood on shaking legs, looking at the man who had promised to know my heart for two years, only to realize he was just another wolf in the pack. The humiliation burned hotter than the sting on my face, and I realized that in their eyes, I would always be the trash they needed to take out. I yanked the diamond ring off my finger, slammed it onto a table, and walked away from my old life forever. To claim my trust fund and survive, I walked into a dive bar and offered a marriage contract to a broke, mysterious artist named Harland. I thought I was just buying a temporary shield, but I didn't realize that my "poor" new husband was actually a billionaire predator who was already planning to burn my family's empire to the ground.
Secret Baby: The Billionaire CEO's Unwanted Love

Secret Baby: The Billionaire CEO's Unwanted Love

Haylee always thought she belonged to the wealthy Bowen family. But on the night of her birthday, her younger sister Cynthia handed her a crushing DNA report, sneered that she was taking her trust fund and fiancé, and shoved her violently off the yacht into the freezing Atlantic. Washing ashore on a dark island, Haylee was brutally assaulted by a drugged stranger. When she was finally rescued, she stared at a tiny television screen in absolute horror. Her adoptive father was calmly declaring her mentally unstable and officially dead to the press. Meanwhile, Cynthia was on screen flaunting a massive diamond ring from Haylee's own fiancé, inheriting everything that was rightfully hers. Discarded like trash, stripped of her identity, and suddenly pregnant with a stranger's child, Haylee was forced to flee the country with nothing but a heavy silver signet ring she found in the dark. She never understood how the family she had loved and trusted for years could erase her existence so ruthlessly. "Are we going to see the bad people who bullied you, Mom?" Five years later, Haylee stepped off a plane at JFK Airport, holding the hand of her genius five-year-old son. She was no longer a helpless victim, but a top-tier medical director holding the key to a billion-dollar empire. "We aren't running anymore," Haylee said softly, her voice laced with steel. "We're here to take everything back."
The Moonlight Heartbeats

The Moonlight Heartbeats

“It doesn't even mean anything! He's just stupid for not realizing it.” I annoyingly said as I sipped on my soft drink. Karen, my friend, snapped her finger. "But aren't you worried? Look at the way they look at you!" She said. I then traveled my eyes all over the students here inside the canteen. They're all, mostly girls, glaring at me like I'm some kind of villain who's the thief for stealing their prince. I rolled my eyes and faced Karen again. "I don't care at all as long as they wouldn't hurt me physically." I said calmly. Karen didn't say another word again so I just focused my attention on finishing my snacks. Right after I finished my snacks, the bell rang. Karen and I stood up and went directly to our classroom. As Karen and I walked down the hallway, I still noticed, until now, the bad looks from the female students. I just said 'I don't care at all' even if they kill me using their eyes but as time passes, their glaring eyes make me uncomfortable. It bothered me until we finally arrived at our classroom. I went straight to my seat, near the back and near the window. Our adviser is the one who arranged us to where we should seat and our adviser wants the arrangement by seatmeat to be girl and boy, that's why Karen isn't my seatmeat. It was just okay with me anyway because my seatmeat is also one of my friends. "How long have you been?" Jerson immediately asked. He's one of the boys volleyball team. He has looks so he's popular here, and that's also the reason why most of the girl students hated me for being close with him. There are more people who are angry with me because of what I did yesterday. I'm playing truth or dare with my friends so when the bottle stopped in my direction, I chose dare. So they dared me to kiss the most popular at our school. I don't have a choice but to do the dare, because if I can't do it, my weekly allowance for buying channels and Guccis for them will surely be used up. And from the word 'Most Popular', of course none other than the one and only Ellandro felcemier Del Salve. From his manly features, masculine body, and for being a billionaire despite he's just a college student, this will really capture the hearts of women... Expect for me. He's a snobber and a cold talker so he's not my type. So I was able to steal it with a kiss. I think he won't mind the kiss anyway but his fan girls... Argh! It's just jokes! I'm the one who's really angry, if only they could do what I did? "We still talked." I answered after a long silence. My neighbor and I didn't talk anymore because our next subject professor had already arrived. I find the discussion so boring, so my mind flew with some thoughts. What I did yesterday is wrong. Stealing a kiss on billionaire's lips! Honestly I'm a bit embarrassed for what I did but I'm trying to stay calm. Maybe that wasn't his first kiss, after all he is a billionaire. I'm sure he isn't virgin anymore. So he won't mind that right? It was just a 3 second kiss anyway. After a few seconds of kissing, I also ran immediately so that maybe he didn't see my face either. But its fan girls can see me so I don't lose anything! It's guaranteed to spread and worst, maybe what I did reached the dean! It must be okay. I have a reason, I guess it was just a dare. But what if he got angry with what I did and he will put me in jail using his money? Or maybe it will punish me? He is still known as the most protected in their family. Even mosquitoes don't let him land, so how can I? His family and bodyguards maybe thought that I'm some kind of insect and they will hate me forever for stealing a kiss from him! What if they kill me after school? They will hear about what I did and the Del Salve family will be angry, so what if they plan to kill me? I hope not! I have not yet heard of anyone who knew the Del Salve family apart from him. Will he report? It seems that I still don't have a chance to apologize? Right! What I need to do is to just tell him my sorry for what I did! Maybe he will forgive me and my mind will be quiet! "Final decision! I'm sorry!” fvck! I think what I said came out of my brain! "Do you need to say something, Miss Vandeleur?" the teacher asked me because my neck immediately warmed up towards my two ears. I winced in shame. "N-Nothing, Ma'am!" I stammered. They looked at me curiously for a while but eventually their attention returned to the front and the teacher's discussion continued. My eyes darted to Karen's seat. She's laughing at me like I'm some kind of a joke. I glared at her and that made her sign a peace. I turned to the person next to me when I heard the taste of it. I noticed the violent closing of his mouth as if he was trying to hold back his laughter while staring ahead. "Is there something funny?" I asked sarcastically. He stared at nothing for a long time and when he calmed down a bit, he turned to me, with a serious look. I'm just tired. I know that face to well!! That just stops the laughter! "You must be
Confined To Mr. Billionaire.

Confined To Mr. Billionaire.

"Curiosity killed the kitty Miss Jackson. My body tensed. I turned slowly around to find Mr. Parker standing in front of me, hands in his pants pockets. I bit my lower lip. I expected him to be furious when I glanced at him. His expression was emotionless. He then began heading toward me, and I stepped back. This continued until my back collided with the door. Then he put one hand on my side and leaned forward, close to me. "Miss Jackson, what was rule number three?" His face was so close to mine that I couldn't breathe. Why couldn't I answer his question? Because I was more concerned with the space between us. "I had a question for you, Miss Jackson." He said it once more. "T-that t-there are forbidden spots i-in the home where I shouldn't g-go." "You seem to recall the regulations. This is one of those forbidden regions. So, the next time you get yourself into trouble, think again." I gazed at him. I became caught in those sea-colored eyes. Mr. Parker is the only man who has ever had such an impact on me. I feel anxious when I'm near him. I'm not sure what this emotion is, but it's distinct. A sensation I've never had with anybody else. "Understood?" he inquired one again. I agreed by nodding. "Certainly, Mr. Parker." ***************** Liam Parker is a billionaire who is 25 years old. The only thing that matters to him is his kid and his profession. He is arrogant, attractive, and cruel. Anna Jackson is a 24-year-old simple and joyful girl who lives in an orphanage with her Nanny. What will happen when Anna arrives as Liam's son's babysitter? Let's see what happens in the story.....
Elaine's Fury: The Woman Reborn

Elaine's Fury: The Woman Reborn

For five years, they told me my cousin Juliette was in Asia, atoning for a data breach that almost destroyed our family's tech company. I played my part as Elaine Stewart, the perfect philanthropic daughter, engaged to my father's brilliant successor, Cole. My life was a carefully managed performance to uphold our family's public image. That lie shattered on the night of our biggest product launch. I saw them on the private airfield next to the event hall. My fiancé, Cole, and my cousin Juliette. And between them, holding both their hands, was a little girl. My world stopped. The girl was Kiarra, the four-year-old "niece" Cole had told me about. His daughter. I soon discovered my entire life was a PR stunt, a shield for their secret family and a much darker corporate crime. My own father had framed Juliette for a data breach he orchestrated, and she was blackmailing him. My mother was in on it, funding their lavish life to ensure their silence. Then I found the video call recording. My cousin and my fiancé, laughing at me. "My sweet, naive charity case of a cousin," Juliette's voice dripped with mockery. "She's so easy to fool." They thought I was a pawn, good for photo ops and nothing more. A cold fury burned through the shock, melting away the girl I used to be. The company's annual shareholders' meeting was in two weeks, live-streamed to the entire world. They were expecting a celebratory corporate video. But this year, I would replace it. I would replace it with irrefutable proof of the affair, the secret family, and the blackmail. They were about to find out how wrong they were.
Blood Contract: Winter's vow

Blood Contract: Winter's vow

Some debts can only be paid in blood... or marriage. When Isabella Caldwell wakes to her father's anguished howl, she discovers her family's fortune has vanished overnight. But the truth is far worse than bankruptcy, fifteen years ago, her father caused the deaths of Alexander Blackwood's parents, and now the bill has come due. The terms are simple and non-negotiable: Isabella will marry Alexander, or her family loses everything,including her mother's critical medical care. Alexander Blackwood has spent six years meticulously planning his revenge. Cold, calculated, and utterly ruthless, he's built an empire from the ashes of his family's destruction. Taking Winston Caldwell's daughter as his wife is the perfect punishment for the man who orphaned him at sixteen. What he doesn't expect is Isabella herself,fierce, talented, and unflinching even as her world collapses around her. She agrees to the marriage but makes one thing clear: he may own her name, but he'll never possess her spirit. As these two damaged souls begin their paper marriage, unexpected sparks ignite between them. But can passion overcome the weight of the past? Or will Alexander's need for vengeance consume them both? BLOOD CONTRACT is a dark, emotional romance featuring a brooding anti-hero, a resilient artist determined to survive, and a marriage arrangement that's binding in more ways than one.
The Runaway Wife's Resolve

The Runaway Wife's Resolve

My life with Ethan was a dream. High school sweethearts, married five years, he was a charismatic tech mogul, and I loved him deeply. Then, I got pregnant, and he seemed absolutely over the moon, especially when we learned it was twins. That dream shattered when I overheard a hushed conversation between Ethan and our fancy OB-GYN. He was demanding an early C-section for me-not for my health, but to align with his mistress Chloe's due date. The "twins" he cried tears of joy over? One was hers, a sickening ploy to pass off her baby as ours for a crucial inheritance. My world tilted on its axis as I discovered I was only carrying one healthy baby. His tearful joy, his endless doting-every cherished moment was a well-rehearsed performance. When I fled, he staged a massive "missing person" search, dragging me back to his hospital while still talking about our "high-risk twins" to control me. Then, on our wedding anniversary, I found him with Chloe, kissing her passionately, planning their wedding right there in the hospital wing he always steered me away from. How could the man I'd loved for a decade be such a monstrous deceiver, using my body, my pregnancy, and my life as pawns in his twisted game? The hypocrisy burned, the casual cruelty a punch to the gut. Everyone around him, even our doctor, was complicit in this horrifying web of lies. But as I watched his humiliating, live-streamed "wedding" to his mistress from my hospital bed, my heartbreak hardened into icy resolve. I finally understood the extent of his betrayal, and that very realization ignited a fierce determination within me. I signed the divorce papers, ready to escape this gilded cage and fight for my freedom and my child's future, no matter the cost.