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Hunted By The Ones I Loved: A PMC's Reckoning

Hunted By The Ones I Loved: A PMC's Reckoning

My name was Alex Mason, a PMC operator, and I thought I had it all: a thriving career, a top-tier team, and a beautiful fiancée, Sophia. But a mission gone sideways, thanks to my boss's arrogant son, ripped my world apart. The day after I reported it, my entire identity, every safe house, my very existence, was auctioned off on the dark web for pocket change. I went to Sophia, aching and bleeding, seeking refuge, only to overhear her on the phone, casually selling my real-time GPS coordinates and psychological profile like a cheap side hustle. My blood ran cold, but the true horror was yet to come. Weeks later, I woke up in a public hospital, a John Doe, my body broken. Sophia and her brother Derek stood by my bed, feigning concern, after they had drugged me, delivered me to my enemies, and filmed my brutal public beating to sell for $9.99 online. The woman I loved had not only betrayed me but profited from my utter humiliation. Stripped of everything, my dignity shattered, I was utterly broken. How could someone I was going to marry orchestrate such a monstrous act? Why did she want me destroyed, broadcasted for the world to see? They wanted Alex Mason dead, and that' s exactly what happened. My true identity buried, I emerged from the ashes of my old life. Under a new name, Ben Carter, I' m building a life I never thought possible, and this time, I won't just survive; I'll reclaim everything they stole.
Beg To Be Lover

Beg To Be Lover

"You didn't remember your name, little kitten?" the man with hazel eyes asked me that. I was lying on the bed and he was leaning on me so I could clearly see his beautiful features. His face is also close to mine. He had a square face that fit his undercut hair with a mix blonde and black color. His beautiful hazel eyes are so cold and blank. His long pointy nose, and his naturally reddish lips that are partly a bit. He's such a beautiful man but he doesn't have any facial expression, an emotionless guy. However, I can still feel my heart beating fast and his dark aura still gives me shivers. "Answer me, kitten," he complained that his voice was cold as ice but very husky. I close my eyes when I feel his gentle caressing my cheek. I feel an electric voltage coming from his hot palm. I was flattered when I remembered something. He is... This guy looks like... "Xenus..." I uttered his name and for the first time, I could read his emotions, shocked. "How about your name, hmm?" he asked me again. I shook my head because I can't even remember my name. How come that I forgot the most important things in my life? My name...and a blank memories... “You are Cashren Jhed Lindbergh, the beloved wife of Xenus Maicodel Levanna-Lindbergh. My kitten, you just woke up today after the comatose state. Welcome home, love,” he whispered as he sealed me with a kiss. But he's fake... He told me that we are married. That we both got married because we love each other. I trusted too much because I believed that he was my husband even though I only remember a few things about him. But as the days pass and the year draws to a close, I gradually remember my past that he intended not to remind me of. He just used me...he just made me a...judgment... He also made me believe that he loved me very much but that was not the truth for the past four years. He's been in love with someone else and that's what I can't accept too much. He lied to me... I gave my trust and myself to him because I thought he was real but he wasn't. When I woke up from comatose, and after my therapy... She got me pregnant right away. We gave birth to twins but while he was missing from the mansion, he went to see his woman and that woman was legally adaptive to my children. Xenus meant it, because he was a heartless. I fell to the floor because I felt intense pain in my senses again. I've been suffering from my migraine but he didn't even know my situation. "Jhed!" I was relieved when I heard his voice and I immediately felt his presence enveloping me. He grabbed my arm but I quickly struggled. "Don't touch me!" I hissed him. "What... What happened?" he asked me worriedly. Even though I really see that I will not affect him anymore. “My love...” “Stop calling me that, Lindbergh. I'm not your love. It's Margaret," I said emphatically and he cupped my face. I hit his shoulder only for him to let me go. "Jhed, you're my love... I love you," he said and firmly kissed my senses but I hit his chest. “Stop! I don't want... I don't want to be with you anymore because I'm not you... You're not my real wife! I will still be back. I will return to where I came from...” "You... You're going to leave me, us?" How about them, our kids, Jhed?” he asked me. “Even if I wanted to include them...you know that's not possible! Because I am not their legal mother, even though I am the twins' biological mother! You are so... You are so heartless, Lindbergh... That's why stop pretending that you cared for me!” "That's not true, love..." "I'm leaving. You will take care of them. After all...the girl you love is already there," I said calmly and gathered all my strength to push her away from me. I stood up and walked towards the door. I can't be with the man who cheated on me anymore, no matter how much I love him, it's still irrelevant. He hurt me too much. "You're not going somewhere, my kitten," he said coldly and I was even more shocked when he quickly faced me. He effortlessly slung me over his shoulder and threw me on our bed. I was about to get up but he quickly passed me. My eyes widened when he tore my dress and planted a firm kiss on my lips, covering my left breast with one of his palms. My tears immediately flowed because of what I thought he would do to me. “Stop it... Stop doing this, Xenus!” I shouted and tried to move my face away from him. He ignored me. He quickly removed his necktie and tied it around both of my wrists, which were above my head. "My love... You can't go... You can't leave me like this... You know that I'm in love with you... You are mine... Mine, alone... I'm the only one...I'm the only one you should know as your husband..." he said coldly but there was tenderness in it. There is still tenderness in his voice. What he told me today was true but I tried to ignore it. "This is... Stop it, Xenus..." I warned him. He separated both my legs and because he had given me his full weight I could not move anymore. I don't have the
Not your divorced!

Not your divorced!

Lunar looked in his eyes after the kiss, he wanted more, they both wanted more. He pulled her closer, he was about to kiss her again when a knock on the door interrupted. He stood up and answered the door. "Hey!" He greeted aloud. "Hi daddy!" Kaila greeted in a loud excited tone. Daemon lifted her from the ground, as he turned to enter the room, khalid hopped in immediately. "Hey dad!" The kid looked up to greet his father. "Howdy little man!" He responded. "We haven't seen you all day. Grandma said you had a headache. Are you okay daddy?" Khalid asked in a concerned tone. "Is the headache gone now?" . "Yes son it's gone completely, not a single trace left." He smiled then looked at lunar. "Daddy, when are you going to make lunar our mommy?" Kaila's question brought daemon's attention from the flash backs of the kiss they'd shared earlier. The question put him in an awkward position, he didn't know what answer to give to not offend lunar or disappoint his daughter, as he struggled for a suitable answer, lunar broke the ice. "Kaila why do you need a mommy?" The question was a save but it was important to know why the little girl seems so desperate to get a mommy. "Because, mommies braid their daughter's hair, have ice cream with them at the park, teach them how to organise tea parties, sings them lullabies." She explained with a longing look in her eyes. "I see. But what makes you think i can do all that for you?" Lunar blinked rapidly, fighting the sting in her eyes. No one has asked her to become part of a family with such innocent sincerity. "Can't you?" Kaila asked. "I mean i can but why do you think i'm the best candidate for that. To be your mommy i mean." "Because i like you, you're kind, gentle and daddy spends a lot of time looking at your pictures on magazines...." "Okay that's enough information passed out." Daemon rushed to cover her mouth. "Kids!" He giggled nervously at lunar. Lunar pursed her lips, she couldn't believe what she just heard. She pulled kaila from daemon and placed her on her lap. "Kaila honey, how long has he been doing that?" She asked the little girl, she wanted more information. "A lot of time." Kaila replied nodding. "For a year now." Khalid blotted. "Hey! You guys are supposed to have my back here!" Daemon cried out. "We do. We just want to let the lady know how much you love her because we do too." Khalid said gesturing with his hand. "Dad, it's no secret that you do. Grandma talks about it, uncle stan, aunt Anit, aunt kiki, even grandpa. Everyone except you." His index finger pointed at his father. "Oh my! Even my thoughts have betrayed me!" Daemon said. "So are you gonna marry her daddy?" Kaila asked tilting her head sideways. Lunar smiled, giggled and listened the whole time, the family drama unfolding before her was an interesting sight to behold. "Kaila honey...i can't just ask her to marry me like that." He replied. "Why? But you already know her" Kaila wondered out loud. "No i don't" he protested "Yes you do. You've read and watched all her interviews" She replied. "Kaila it's not that simple books are not correct all the time." He said. "Ah!" Kaila gasped. "Hey! You ask us to read all the time and do our homework too." Khalid shot, if book information cannot be relied on then they've been lied to. "No honey, what i mean is. Books about celebrities, example the media, magazines and news papers are not always accurate." He hope this was a good enough answer. "Oh!" Kaila and khalid chorused. "So you can't ask her to marry based on that? Why? You know her name, she knows yours, give her a ring already!" Kaila pressed on. "No honey, i can't ask her to marry based on that because, adults are more complicated than knowing each other names, and it takes a lot for someone to ask someone to marry someone." Daemon was almost fainting from providing answers. "What he means is that, we are not ready yet to be husband and wife. You can't marry someone you don't understand to a certain level." Lunar said. "Oh!" Kaila and khalid chorused. "Wait just like that? You understood it like..." He snapped his fingers. "Uh huh" they chorused again. Daemon sighed exasperatedly. "Kids!" Lunar giggled "kaila, you don't need to worry about getting a new mommy. I'll braid your hair when you want, we'll have ice creams at the park and do a lot of fun activities that you like." "Hmmm will it be the same if we don't live in the same house?" Kaila's question put lunar and daemon in a tight position. Lunar met daemon's gaze. Neither of them spoke. For the first time, the question wasn't coming from the children, it was staring back at them in the silence between their heart.
TURNAROUND CEO

TURNAROUND CEO

Six years ago, Dami's life shattered in a single night. An accident stole her voice and her husband Axel walked away when she needed him the most. Heartbroken and alone, she disappeared from the world only to rise again under the ruthless wings of Lycan, a feared mafia lord who turned her pain into power. Now Dami is back wealthy, unrecognizable, and dangerous. When she discovers Axel's company and home drowning in debt, she buys everything he once owned, determined to watch him break the way she did. But her plan twists into something darker when she invites Doman, Axel's half brother and sworn enemy into her life. What she doesn't know is that Doman isn't just after Axel but he's after her. And he isn't working alone. Sophia, the girl Dami once called sister, has been feeding Doman information, plotting quietly from the shadows. Together, they unravel Dami's empire, isolate her, and tighten a noose around her life until a cruel betrayal pushes her over the edge and steals something she can never get back. But in her darkest moment, the last man she ever expected returns to her side, Axel. As Doman's cruelty intensifies and Sophia's secrets explode into the open, Dami finds herself caught between the past that destroyed her and the man determined to save her. Old wounds reopen, buried feelings resurface. And when a forbidden kiss is caught on camera, war ignites. Now, Dami and Axel must face the enemies who hunted her, expose the conspiracy threatening to consume her, and decide whether their broken love is worth saving or destined to burn them both alive.
Her Unanswered Messages

Her Unanswered Messages

Today was my 27th birthday, and also the day I buried my adoptive mother-the only family I' d ever known. Standing in the silent funeral home, the heavy scent of lilies mixing with antiseptic, I clutched the cold urn, while my husband, Ethan Miller, was nowhere to be found. Not a call, not a text, not even a presence at the hospital when she passed, or here now to say goodbye. The brutal realization hit me: my marriage was as hollow as this empty room. Just as I resolved to leave, my life took a dark, unexpected turn. His sister, Chloe, sauntered in with a smirk, calling me a "placeholder" for Sarah Chen, her eyes dripping with disdain for my simple black dress. Then Ethan walked in, beaming, with Sarah by his side, holding a bouquet of gardenias-her flowers, not mine. He ordered me, his wife, to prepare the guest room next to his for his mistress, Sarah. Sarah, a woman who looked eerily like me, then offered me her diamond bracelet as a "birthday gift" -a cruel, glittering symbol of my humiliation. My refusal was met with Ethan' s seething rage; "Take the bracelet!" he snarled, as if my dignity was an inconvenience. My quiet compliance, my shell of a self, was not the reaction he expected. Later that painful night, a chilling revelation struck me: his pet name for me, "Lily-flower," was never for me at all-it was always for her, for Sarah, the gardenia. I was just a substitute. But the final blow arrived when Sarah staged a fake allergic reaction to my soup, blaming me. Faced with protecting Maria, our kind housekeeper, from their cruel lies, I took the blame. And for that, Ethan forced a vile, burning liquid down my throat. This was not just abuse; it was a twisted game orchestrated to break me. Lying on the floor, choking on the bitter taste of betrayal, I knew one thing: I would leave, and I would never look back.
My Son's To Thier Straight Father

My Son's To Thier Straight Father

I'm in the bar with my friends because we're celebrating Cassie's birthday. That's why you let us drink. I only drink a little because I can't go back to my boarding house. And I'm also not used to drinking a lot because I have a low tolerance when it comes to drinking, so I get drunk easily even with just a few shots. "Kai, bat you don't drink lets party. Don't be unfair to us don't worry too much just let it be wasted" he said then drank the wine he was holding and went to the dance floor. And Dani gave me a glass with only something to drink because I also didn't want to be unfair to them. Cassie is also right, that's why Kuna is worth it. I drank a few shots of tequila and now Dani and Cassie and I are dancing together with the people here at the bar. I was a bit dizzy so I left there and went to the counter. And suddenly someone approached me, a man who claimed to be handsome and energetic and he was carrying wine. "What are you new here? I just saw such a handsome man." he said and my face warmed up "Yes, I just came here. I'm with my friend because it's his birthday" I said and looked at the two friends who were going to dance with a man. "Anyway here drink this" he said with a frown on my forehead while looking at the glass he held out. "Don't worry it's free, I'm the owner of this bar and your new here so you need to drink one of this" he said and because I'm also curious what it tastes like because based on the bottle it's very different from I drank earlier.
Gilded Cage: The CEO's Unwilling Bride

Gilded Cage: The CEO's Unwilling Bride

I was the "diamond" of the Sargent Foundation, a perfect orphan polished for the cameras and high-society galas. But beneath the glittering chandeliers, I was suffocating. When the pressure finally broke me and I tried to flee the Sargent Gala, I wasn't met with comfort. I was hunted down by security and dragged into a sterile, white-hot spotlight in a room I was never allowed to enter. Adrien Sargent, the cold-blooded CEO who controlled my every move, didn't want to help me. He wanted to devour me. He presented a legal cage: sign over my voting shares for his unethical hostile takeover, or he would have my only friend—the elderly butler who raised me—killed in his nursing home bed. I became a prisoner in the East Wing, stripped of my phone and watched by hidden cameras. During a midnight storm, I tried to steal a security card to escape, but Adrien caught me in his study. Reeking of whiskey and corporate rage, he didn't just stop me. He pinned me to his desk and branded my neck with a bite so deep it bruised, treating me like a thief who deserved to be claimed. The next morning, the house turned into a battlefield of lies. His PR consultant tried to claim she was the one in his bed, but Adrien found a pearl button from my pajamas under his desk. He didn't feel guilt; he felt violated. He accused me of orchestrating the entire encounter to blackmail him, his eyes filled with a terrifying, possessive fury. When his grandmother caught us, she didn't see a victim; she saw a liability. To save the family stock price, she gave us an ultimatum: marriage. "I’ll do it," I said, looking at the massive diamond ring that felt more like a shackle. Adrien thought he had finally broken me, but he didn't know about the encrypted file I just received. The corporate crisis he’s fighting was an inside job, and the trail leads straight to his own front door. I looked at my new husband on our wedding night and let my silk dress hit the floor. He thinks he’s trapped a rabbit, but I’ve just gained total access to his world. I will sleep with the enemy, learn every dark secret he’s hiding, and then I am going to burn his empire to the ground.
The Make You Miss Me

The Make You Miss Me

I looked around the studio where many of my fans were also watching. I am currently being asked by the host of TV ZR Channel or rather they are interviewing me. They had a lot of questions that I answered well and correctly. "Have you no intention of settling down, Ms. Jessel? Haven't you thought about getting married and having a family?" I smiled at the media's question to me. I touched the side of my lips and it seemed that I just returned to the memory...when in those times I was still with the man I loved for almost 16 years and until now he is still the one that beats my heart. But that memory is only in the past. You can go back but you will never feel the good feeling while you are still with the only man you have loved in your whole life. All you can do is bring back memories that only your mind can do. "For now... I haven't thought about that yet... I'm focusing on my career right now but if I can find a man who I'm sure I'll be happy with, you'll know. .. I won't be ashamed to introduce him to all of you," I answered with a smile and they couldn't help but stay because of the excitement of what I said. "If that's the case, Ms. Jessel. You haven't experienced love yet? What is love for you?" he asked me again. "Hmm... I've fallen in love once... With the right person but the only thing that wasn't right was the time. You have true love... but it's still inevitable that you end up in a complicated relationship. So, it's also true saying that love is not rushed and you should wait for that right time, so you don't get hurt... Because sometimes love seems like a blink of an eye. At first you will feel that love but in just a blink of your eye. He will just disappear... unexpectedly..." "Looks like you're pulling something, Ms. Jessel?" he asked me smiling and I smiled too. "Can you believe that once in my life...I had a happy family with my ex husband?" I asked and immediately there was a lot of noise around. I seemed to surprise them with the words I uttered. "So... You got married and when was that? And who is that lucky guy, Ms. Jessel?" They have many questions...but I can't answer them one by one. "He's around but it's hard to catch him. He's like a ferocious lion that just one look will make you back away in fear," I answered with a laugh and they were amazed. "You guys like to keep secrets," she said and laughed. I just smiled at her. "But...if your ex-husband is watching at this time... What message would you share for him?" I thought for a moment. I focused on the camera and I thought my ex-husband was also looking at me at this time. "Baby... You didn't make an effort to follow me, coax and ask for my hands again and continue our broken love... But this is all I can tell you... I'll make you miss me. .." I said seriously but I showed everyone my true emotions at this moment. That was the last thing I said and I know they were not satisfied but I didn't answer anymore, they had a few more questions. My bodyguards rushed after me when they saw me walking out of the studio where I was currently being interviewed about things related to my life. I walk tall while wearing my shades. They opened the backseat door. It was only then that I breathed a sigh of relief when the media didn't see me again. I feel like I'm being strangled by the neck because I'm not used to a lot of people. Even this should be my life. "Miss Jessel... Where are we?" "Let's go straight to the hotel. I want to rest now..." I said and sighed. I leaned my back against the headrest and closed my eyes. Two cars followed us and my bodyguards were in them. My secretary is with me in this car. "Ms. Jessel, your Dad sent it," my secretary told me and my eyes widened. I looked at the paper bag she was holding. I took it with a smile from his hands. "Thanks, pretty," I thanked her. That's what I often call the girls I talk to. I can barely remember their names. "Happy birthday, daughter," that's what was written on the paperbag card and my sweet smile broke out again. I'm, 35 years old now... Hmm... I'm too old... When we returned to the hotel, I received a bouquet of red roses. My secretary quickly took it away from me. When I saw the crease on my face. "Who gives this? She's allergic to flowers," my secretary said coldly. I looked at the flower just as my bodyguard was about to throw it away. I love flowers but...my body reacts especially when I smell them. Unfortunately... "Just give it to me," I said, "Wait," I stopped while covering my nose with the back of my hand, "Please, don't throw it away. It's too bad," I added. She is still beautiful. I held my chest as it tightened. I think I inhaled too much of the smell of flowers. I also started coughing and I know my nose is red. I can feel its itching. "What's going on here?" I stopped coughing when I heard that cold, baritone voice. My heart beat faster and the hair on my body started to stand up. "Sir Eryx..." I slowly turned to the man who app.