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Falling In Love With My Husband Who Was Delusional

Falling In Love With My Husband Who Was Delusional

I woke up naked and drugged on a luxury yacht, only to find a marriage license thrown at my face. The groom was King Bennett, the ruthless, paralyzed billionaire titan. I wasn't supposed to be the bride. My stepsister Kassidy was. But my own father had drugged me and swapped us out like livestock just to secure his corporate deal. Trapped at sea, I hacked the yacht's network to find proof of my innocence, only to uncover something far worse. A hidden video of Kassidy in a hotel bed with Evan, my boyfriend of three years. "She's just so boring," Evan laughed on screen, kissing my stepsister's neck. My family and my lover had coordinated my absolute destruction. When I tried to show King the evidence, a glitch blasted the obscene audio instead. Disgusted, he shattered my tablet, branded me a cheap whore, and forced me to clean up broken glass on my hands and knees until I bled. I was entirely alone, stripped of my dignity, and framed as a manipulative gold-digger by the very people who sold me. The betrayal was a cold, hollowing void. I had no one left to lose, and no weaknesses left to exploit. But they made one fatal mistake. When I helped King back into his wheelchair, I felt a faint, involuntary twitch in his supposedly dead leg. The world's top doctors said he was paralyzed forever, but my medical training told me otherwise. I wiped the blood from my hands and smiled. I didn't need to escape anymore; I had just found the ultimate leverage to make them all pay.
My Half-Vampire Mate

My Half-Vampire Mate

His eyes traveled all over my body, from head to toe. It made me self-conscious for some reason. "The dress fits you well,” then he paused and murmured, looking at the floor. "I was wondering if you'd like it or not." "Huh?" His head turned to me again as if he was freed from a trance. "So now will you tell me what I have to do for you, sir?" I said sarcastically. "What?" He looked at me with surprise. "What? You have to have some purpose for keeping me here by force," I said, pressing on the last two words. He paused for a few seconds and then the lamest thing I could have ever imagined came out of his mouth. "Yes, you are here to serve me," he stated blankly. "What? Did I hear you right? You knocked me out, kidnapped my sister, and blackmailed me into coming here just to be your servant?" I cried out in disbelief. A smirk began to settle on his face as he took in my reaction. He was enjoying this absurdity even more! "Yes, dear. You are here to serve me. From now on, you will be with me 24 hours. All matters regarding me are your responsibility from now on." This is insane! Is he really a pervert? What is he trying to pull? "But you already have a lot of servants!” I protested. “And they're always at your beck and call too! Why the hell would you have me kidnapped for this? And who gives new clothes and breakfast in bed to a servant?” This was driving me crazy. Was he playing with me? Probably, a rotten rich vampire prince playing for fun. But I was not going to play hooky with him. No way! *~*~*~*~*~*~* He kidnapped her sister and forced her to be with him. She waited for the right time to get herself and her sister free. But when the time will come, will she want to get away from him?
Carrying His Heir After The Divorce

Carrying His Heir After The Divorce

After two years of a cold, loveless marriage, Kara signed the divorce papers without shedding a single tear. Her only condition to her billionaire husband, Julian, was simple: "After this, we never see each other again." But fate played a cruel joke. On the exact same day she agreed to the divorce, she found out she was pregnant with his child. Meanwhile, Julian was at the hospital, tenderly caring for his recently awakened first love, Seraphina, already planning their grand wedding. When severe morning sickness made Kara vomit outside Seraphina’s hospital room, Julian’s eyes burned with contempt. "Have you made enough of a scene?" he hissed, comforting his crying mistress. Later, when he caught Kara violently throwing up at home, he cornered her with a cold, knowing sneer. "Are you pretending to be pregnant to delay the divorce?" he mocked. "Impossible. We always used protection." He had completely forgotten the one night he stumbled into her room, blind drunk. Even her own mother slapped her across the face and threw her luggage into the hallway, disowning her for failing to keep her wealthy husband. Kara sat alone on the cold floor, her heart pulverized into ash. The man she had loved for years viewed her as a manipulative liar, and her own family saw her only as a failed business transaction. Staring into the dark night, a chilling calm washed over her. She picked up her phone and methodically deleted Julian's number. On Monday, she would finalize the divorce, protect her baby, and vanish from his world completely.