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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.
Two Brothers, One Contract: I Chose My Own Heart

Two Brothers, One Contract: I Chose My Own Heart

I heard the debt collector say in a malicious tone, "One point two million dollars. If you cannot pay it back, then you will have to settle the debt with your daughter." My father, Richard Parker, who had gambled away our lives and piled up crushing high-interest loans, clutched my hand tightly. "Chloe, please help me. Have mercy on me!" He said pleadingly. I'm Chloe Parker, and in that moment, my blood turned to ice. I shut my eyes in despair. Just then, a black Rolls-Royce silently came into view. Inside sat a man who seemed like a predator hiding itself for a hunt. With nothing more than a single glance, he made the menacing debt collector flinch. "Sign the contract," he said to me, "or let them take you. Your choice." He held out an agreement and two photographs. "These are my two sons. It will be your eighteenth birthday three months from now, and after that, you will pick one and be engaged to him." His sons in the photos looked about my age, and they bore a faint resemblance to each other. Yet one of them looked cold and distant, the other gentle and refined. Behind me, the thugs who were brought by the debt collector were still watching us like hungry wolves. My father stood there, spineless and useless. I had no choice. So I signed my name with a trembling hand. Yet I did not notice that the man studied my face and murmured under his breath so softly I could not hear, "She looks just like her..."
Still Inlove With My Ex-Girlfriend

Still Inlove With My Ex-Girlfriend

I smiled when I saw Russel on stage, he didn't know I was here because he didn't want me to go when he was singing. I just want to see his actual singing, he's my boyfriend. I looked around the whole place and just smiled because of the number of people watching him now. He's famous and handsome and he also has a lot of fans but I'm sorry for them because they admire my boyfriend. I'm ready to go because it looks like it's about to start. "This song is for the person that I missed so much." Everyone started laughing and murmuring started around me, my heart jumped for joy because I was sure he was referring to what he said. Aziel, Russel's friend, started strumming the guitar. They are a group that sings and they are five in a troop. Russell grabbed the mic and got ready to sing. 'Honey, why are you calling me so late. It's kinda hard to talk right now. Honey, why are you crying, everything is okay. I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud.' A smile appeared on my lips when I heard his very cold voice. Such a beautiful voice! That's why I fell in love with him even more. The girls who thought you were tickled immediately started to giggle, I can't blame them, Russel's voice is really beautiful. The drum started to beat, which the women stopped more and more. 'Well, my girl's in the next room sometimes I wish she was you' I was suddenly stunned to hear those lyrics, I looked at the stage and saw Russel just facing the stage. 'I guess we never really moved on' My brow furrowed because he seemed to be staring at something below, I was just on the side so it looked like he hadn't noticed me yet. I followed his gaze and it was like I was frozen in place when I saw who he was staring at. 'It's really good to hear your voice saying my name it sounds so sweet.' He's staring at her, he looks at her very differently than he looks at me. I could clearly see how a smile appeared on his lips. Those smiles... I've only seen them again since they broke up. Coming from the lips of an angel. Hearing those words makes me weak. And i never wanna say goodbye but girl you make it hard to be faithful.' I could feel my heart beating faster and at the same time it was hurting, I looked at the woman who was now also staring at Russel. "With the lips of an angel." I just felt my tears fall one after the other. I think... he's still into her. That girl is his first love, first girlfriend and first heartbreak. That's right, I'm still the loser at the end..
Spring After A Cold Winter

Spring After A Cold Winter

The termination notice arrived, cold and impersonal, ending my three-year stint as the "unofficial queen" of Hayes Tech and Nathan Hayes' s girlfriend. Just like that, I was collateral damage for the return of Chloe Davis, his high school sweetheart and "white knight." But then, a strange relief washed over me. This corporate execution was a stark contrast to the messy life I lived, a life already tangled in Nathan' s possessive grip. My desk, the one Nathan himself had moved so he could "see me whenever he looked out his office window," now faced a tightly shut blind. Outside, his sleek black car pulled up, and he opened the door for Chloe, a practiced gesture of chivalry he' d never once shown me. His adoration for her was a look he reserved only for her. He was giving her the world, and I was just the discarded memory, a piece of sidewalk furniture he walked past without a glance. My phone, once buzzing with his messages, now remained dark, a testament to his new home with Chloe. Then came the calls from unknown numbers, the news reports of their perfect reunion. During this silent abandonment, I made several trips to the hospital, clutching papers that spelled out a truth I wasn' t ready to face. He stayed home that night, pressing my hand to his cheek. "I' ve been so busy, I didn' t even notice you were sick." His tenderness, a poison I' d willingly consumed, was so easily mistaken for genuine affection. "Ava," he whispered after a night of desperate passion, "you' re not mad I fired you, are you?" How could I be? He was my salvation, the one who paid off my mother' s debts, the possessive voice that rumbled, "Ava, you' re my golden cage bird. The one who can never leave me." But everything had already changed. I just didn't realize how much until Brenda, Chloe's best friend, showed up, displaying my pathetic devotion for scorn. "Homewrecker," she spat, then lunged, slapping me across the face before slamming my head against the tabletop. Waking in a hospital bed, Nathan was there, but his concern was for Chloe' s reputation, not my pain. "Ava, Chloe is different. She's not like you. Just be good, okay?" He didn' t wipe away the single, hot tear that rolled down my temple. To him, I was a nuisance, an inconvenience. So, I had to die for him to let me go? The words were torn from my throat, raw and desperate. He laughed, a strange, humorless sound. He couldn't see it, but I was done. It was time to settle my own accounts. I would give him a spring he would never forget.
 A Sheikh to Marry

A Sheikh to Marry

PROLOGUE : What wouldn't we do for our children ? A mother is capable of doing anything to save her kids. That's exactly the case for me-Carla, a twenty-year-old woman, mother of twin girls, and divorced from an irresponsible and criminal ex-husband. I find myself in a delicate situation when my ex kidnaps our daughters and forces me to steal priceless jewelry from the office of the powerful, ruthless, and bloodthirsty Sheikh Mohamed, who has come from his country solely to attend the inauguration party for the purchase of his new company in America. To avoid losing my children, I accept-against my will-to do what that vile man asks of me. I do everything I can to get a job as a waitress at the party in order to carry out my mission. During the event, I see the Sheikh from behind, deep in conversation with his advisors and collaborators. I quietly slip away toward his office, which, to my relief, isn't locked. My heart races as I start searching through the drawers until I find a small bag filled with golden jewelry. I feel a rush of relief that everything has gone smoothly, but I'm not proud of what I've just done-I've never stolen anything in my life. But I have no choice. My daughters' lives are on the line. I thought I had planned everything perfectly. What I didn't expect was for the Sheikh to catch me red-handed. What fate does the Sheikh have in store for me ? Will I make it out of this ? Will I be able to save my children ?