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Silent confessions

Silent confessions

"Calista!" Nix called out to me. "What? Is there a problem?" I felt the tension in his eyes. "You're not going to jail anymore, Caliee. The accident proved everything!" He shouted, embracing me and kissing my forehead. I couldn't help but slowly start to cry. "It's okay, Caliee, I told you that you're innocent." "T-thank you, Nix." I checked all my social media accounts and found both negative and positive comments at the same time. This is the reality that I can't avoid haters in the online world. Many are on my side, many are on Caleb's, as if we're fighting our own beliefs. I sat down on the couch, feeling incredibly happy and anxious at the same time. I know Caleb won't give up on me. "Calista!" I heard someone call my name outside the hotel door. "Come out!" they shouted, banging on the door. When I opened it, the heavily intoxicated Caleb greeted me, "C-Caleb?" I asked. Many were holding him back, but he was struggling, "L-let go, bro." He looked at me as if scrutinizing my entire being. "Fine! Let out your anger on me, what else do you want? Everything's been proven... It was all an accident!" As the guards left, he entered my room, slowly approaching me until I leaned against the wall. His eyes were filled with rage and hatred, as if he could kill me at any moment. "W-what do you--" I couldn't speak anymore as he punched the wall next to me. “Why, Calista? Why did you take away the woman I love?" He shouted at me while continuing to cry. "W-what do you want!" I shouted back, pushing him away. He threw my belongings, hitting my foot, causing me to stumble. "D-damn it, what!" I held my injured foot, looking straight at him, observing his angry face. I took a deep breath and spoke again, "What do you want to make you quiet? My body? Money? Wealth! That's all I have! If you want me to bring back your fiancée..." "I'm not God! Do you understand? If I could bring her back, I would've done it already, I regret it every day, every hour." I want this to end, I'm so tired. I can't take it anymore. I straightened my head bravely. I uttered the words I knew I would regret. "If I have sex with you, will you forgive me?" I bravely asked, tears slowly streaming down my cheeks. He stared at my entire body, unable to even look into my eyes. "I will never forgive you," he replied weakly and hoarsely. "Why? It wasn't intentional, it was all an accident! It's not my fault that your fiancée died, I lost my brakes, how many times do I have to tell you that I-I'm not at fault!" "It's your fault! because damn you, why? Calista? why did you kill my fiancée!" A loud shout stunned me. It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it's an accident, I didn't mean to kill anyone, I didn't have brakes that day! "Why don't you just give up? Why do you still fight for your beliefs, even though both of us know that it's really you! f*ck you! Calista." I took a deep breath and looked at his face. "W-will you have sex with me! After that, my debt to you will be paid, can we do that, prosecutor Villanueva?" I bravely asked again. He stared at me, unresponsive. "Stop," he shouted loudly. "Why? Don't you want to? So I can pay you back! You'll disgrace me! Take away my dignity! Because it's my fault! Because I'm a b*tch! Because this is what you want, to feel every day that something is being taken from me! That I'm being robbed! But you don't want money, you want me to regret it every day, so here it is." He approached me and kissed me, my tears flowing as he kissed me, while he undressed me, I was sobbing softly, he continued kissing me, from my ears down to my neck, he observed my entire body. He slowly laid me down, slowly removing my clothes, as he did, I closed my eyes. He continued to explore my body, from my thighs to even the deepest parts of my femininity. DESCRIPTION: "Caleb Wyven Villanueva" is a prosecutor who is willing to do everything for his loved one, recognizing nothing, but what is in accordance with the law. But what if one day this man wakes up that the woman he loves is already de@d? Will he fight for her? Or will he just let go?
The Billionaire's Invisible Secret Wife

The Billionaire's Invisible Secret Wife

For eighteen months, Seraphina had been the secret, invisible wife of Julian Montgomery, New York's most ruthless billionaire. But her quiet devotion shattered the day a viral photo plastered the internet, showing Julian on an intimate date with his socialite ex-girlfriend. While the world celebrated the "perfect couple," Seraphina was trapped in a cubicle at his own company. Her jealous manager framed her for an invasive PR proposal right in front of Julian, pointing a finger directly at her. "It was Seraphina! She's always trying to pull some flashy stunt to get noticed!" Julian didn't say a single word to defend his wife. He just looked at her with cold disdain, silently allowing her to be publicly humiliated and punished with a night of grueling labor. And when a childhood friend simply gave her a ride home to comfort her, Julian saw them from his Maybach, his eyes turning to ice as he plotted to punish her for breaking his rules. Seraphina felt a suffocating, bitter despair. Why was he allowed to parade his ex around the city, while she was condemned as a manipulative schemer for just smiling at a friend? She had endured this freezing, loveless marriage just to be near the man who had once saved her life. Staring at the digital proof she had secretly recovered to destroy her lying manager, Seraphina finally wiped her tears. She was done being the pathetic, obedient ghost in his shadow; it was time to tear down his rules and take her life back.
Wrong Bed:My Fiance Became My Nephew

Wrong Bed:My Fiance Became My Nephew

To save her family's failing shipping empire, Chloe Beaumont was forced into an arranged marriage with Derek Carlisle, a union ruthlessly orchestrated by his billionaire uncle, Nathaniel Sterling. But the wedding night ended in a catastrophic mistake. A drugged Chloe was accidentally guided into Nathaniel's private suite, while her older sister, Seraphina, drunkenly stumbled into the bridal suite and slept with the furious groom. When dawn broke, the horrific truth blew their world apart. Chloe woke up bruised and terrified in the arms of the cold-blooded man who had trapped her into this marriage. Seraphina realized with absolute horror that she had just slept with her newlywed brother-in-law. If the scandal leaked, the corporate merger would instantly collapse, and the Beaumont family would face immediate bankruptcy. The sisters were completely cornered. Chloe was sobbing uncontrollably over her ruined innocence, while Seraphina was suffocating under the guilt of accidentally delivering her sister into the lion's den. They were nothing but disposable commodities in a billionaire's twisted game of control. To contain the fallout, Nathaniel coldly decreed that the wedding would not be canceled. Seraphina would simply take her sister's place and marry Derek. Looking at her shattered sister, Seraphina wiped her own tears away. The panic in her eyes died, replaced by a chilling clarity. "I'll marry him," she told the untouchable billionaire. "But I demand a seat on the board of Beaumont Shipping. With full veto power."
The Despised Wife's Spectacular High Society Comeback

The Despised Wife's Spectacular High Society Comeback

Summer woke up to the blinding light of a crystal chandelier, only to realize she had transmigrated into the trashy romance novel she read last night. She was now the universally despised contract wife of Julian Sterling, a ruthless New York billionaire who immediately threw down a leather folder and demanded a divorce. Faking a drunken stupor to survive the night, Summer thought she could at least enjoy the wealthy lifestyle, but reality hit her hard. Her bank account had exactly fifty cents. The original owner had secretly sent every penny of her massive allowance to a parasitic, gambling-addicted brother. Worse, the maids were serving her daily fertility pills—a direct violation of her ironclad prenup that would leave her penniless on the streets if Julian found out. Even her rebellious teenage stepson and his vicious friends treated her like a joke, openly mocking her in her own foyer. A billionaire's wife with fifty cents? It was a cruel, terrifying joke. She was completely trapped with a husband who despised her, a stepson trying to humiliate her, and a toxic brother threatening public ruin if she didn't pay up. But Summer refused to be a victim in this new life. She flushed the forbidden pills down the toilet, permanently blocked her leeching brother, and effortlessly thwarted a vicious plot to drug her stepson. When Julian coldly called to order her to a high-society charity gala, he left a sharp warning. "Do not embarrass the Sterling name again tonight. Keep your mouth shut." Summer simply smirked. She bypassed the pastel dresses and zipped up a striking emerald green silk gown, her eyes burning with cold ambition, ready to show New York exactly who they were dealing with.
ENTANGLED WITH THE THREE BILLIONAIRES

ENTANGLED WITH THE THREE BILLIONAIRES

Shelly Mchan, a young woman in her early twenties, arrives at Hawthorn company, hoping to gain Independence and freedom. She get's entangled with three men; one her boyfriend, the other her boss and the other, her boss's twinn. These three men, known as the King brothers belong to the wealthy conglomerate family ranking second in the US wealthiest and most influential families. Any woman will do anything to sleep with any of these three powerful brothers but Shelly Mchan who sleeps with all three of them finds herself trapped in the web of their lust and enemity. How horrible can it be to find yourself in the middle of the power tussel between these three powerful brothers? When their conglomerate father announces that the largest share of his inheritance and company goes to any of his three sons settled down in marriage, Shellys gets thorn between saying the truth and changing her status as she finds out that she's pregnant for one of the brothers but doesn't know who in particular is the father. Could it be her overprotective boyfriend or her boss's twinn who's so obsessed with her, or even worse, her domineering and possesive boss who says he hates her but his actions speaks otherwise? Who could be the actual father? who could be the one that her heart really longs for? If she could marry into the Kings family and become Mrs. King who among the brothers will be her man? What if the father of the baby isn't the one her body yearns for, her mind shuts down for or the one her heart throbs and races for?