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It's Hurt To Loving You

It's Hurt To Loving You

On the day Aki was diagnosed with terminal cancer, but his husband, Ethan Montifalco, was taking care of his first love's children. In the hospital corridor, His Doctor Keith Santos said grimly while holding a biopsy report, "Aki, the results are out. If the surgery is successful, your survival rate is 15 to 30 percent." Aki held her bag tightly. Her Little face was pale and solemn. "Keith, how long will I live if I don't have surgery?" "Six months to a year. It's different for everyone. In your case, it's better to do two rounds of pre-therapy first before the surgery. It will prevent the risk of spreading or undergoing metastasis." Aki bit his lip while forcing out, "Thank you." "Don't thank me. I'll arrange for you to be admitted to the hospital right away," Keith said. "There's no need. I don't plan to get treatment. I can't take it anymore," Aki said. "me" Keith wanted to say something more, but Aki tipped his head at him. "Keith, please help me keep this a secret. I don't want my family to worry." The Ford family went bankrupt. Aki had to bend over backwards just to cover her father's medical expenses. If his family knew about his illness, they would no doubt be worried about his situation. Keith sighed helplessly and said, "Don't worry. I'll keep my lips sealed. I heard that you're married. Your husband—" "Keith, please take good care of my dad. I have to go now." Aki seemed very reluctant to talk about this and left quickly before he could answer. Keith shook his head. Rumor had it that he had dropped out of university and secretly married. The top genius in medical school had fallen from grace into devastation. Throughout the two years of his father's treatment, he was the only one who took care of everything. Even when he had collapsed from illness and was sent to the hospital by passersby, but his rumored husband had never shown up. Thinking back, Ethan had truly treated him well in the year they had gotten married. Alas, when his first love returned to the country, everything changed.
Too Late For Regret: His Secret Heir

Too Late For Regret: His Secret Heir

Five years ago, Grace made a devastating deal to save her fiancé, Jake, from federal prison. She publicly dumped him, threw her Cartier engagement ring at his chest, and pretended to be a heartless gold digger who abandoned him for money. Now, Jake had returned as a ruthless tech billionaire, and his first act was buying the very hotel where Grace worked as a struggling maid. He didn't know she had secretly given birth to his son, Cody, who was currently fighting for his life in the pediatric ICU. Driven by a dark, obsessive hatred, Jake made her life a living hell. He forced her to clean up shattered glass with her bare hands and crushed her fingers under his expensive leather shoe. When Grace desperately begged him for three million dollars to pay for her son's life-saving treatment, Jake mistook it as a plea to save her new lover. "You want the money? Get on your hands and knees and crawl to the desk like a dog." Grace swallowed her shattered dignity, dropped to her knees, and crawled across the floor as he poured red wine over her head. She endured the agonizing humiliation, unable to understand how the man who used to kiss her forehead every morning had become a sadistic monster. Clutching the check, Grace walked out of his penthouse. But with the hospital pressing for answers, she knew the secret couldn't stay buried forever. What would Jake do when he finally discovered the "lover" he just humiliated her to save was actually his own dying son?
Loving you unconditionally

Loving you unconditionally

"Stand there, it's your art", said ante sakin and held my arm then stood up ... I have done nothing because I have no right ... "I'm sorry sir zayn, faith is so lazy, don't worry, faith will do whatever you want", ante smiled at that zayn ... I looked at the one named zayn and I saw that he was also looking at me and smiling at me ... but what I noticed were his eyes looking at my body ... I immediately covered the parts of my body that he was looking at..and begged him with my eyes .... "Don't cover your body sweetie, your body is just perfect for me", he said rudely to me..and smiled too ... I was just terrified because his eyes were full of desire looking at me .... So I immediately went behind ante and hid..I don't want to see that rude man, he's scary ... But instead of ante and trisha helping me, they left in front of the man and Trisha pulled my hair and brought it closer to that zayn .... "Hey don't be artistic you're not beautiful, so get organized", trisha shouted at me and she let me go ... "Please be patient, Faith is a bit shy, but she's strong in bed", ante said fondly to zayn ... I just cried over what I saw and I didn't know what to do .... I felt zayn stand up and hold my arm but only weakly, so I looked at him .. His eyes had no emotion so I got up and adjusted my clothes ... Zayn signaled to his colleague to give the brief case to kila ante which contained the money ... Ante immediately took it and opened it, I saw how bright ante and trisha's eyes were ... "I think we're done here, so we must go now", zayn said without emotion and turned their backs on them ante .. I was taken by one of his bodyguards and put in his car when we arrived here .... I just came because eventually they will also evict me ante ... and maybe it's also right that they sold me ... I just cried because of what they did ...
Married To Mr Arrogant

Married To Mr Arrogant

She's poor, but sassy, and sometimes weak. She's been abused. Most of all, they took her parents away from her. Alexa Banks was always haunted by those memories... That night, that image of her dad's murdered corpse in front of her house. That memory lived with her, and pushed her down. That night was why her mom died, leaving behind her younger brother to fend for alone. Her father was a poor man who had went through a lot in life to fend for his small family of four. Everything was going smoothly and manageable for them until the night their door bell was rung, and in front of them was him in his pool of blood, murdered. Alexa had a younger brother, Jace. Jace had a heart disease passed down to him by his mother (hereditary disease). For a 10 year old, Jace wasn't allowed to go to school like other kids, he wasn't allowed to go to parks like he wanted. His heart disease made him lead a boring life, much to his dislike. Oh, did I forget? He was one stubborn lad. Alexa worked as a part timer in a restaurant. Her boss is rude, jerky and grumpy. He made it difficult for her to work in the restaurant. Anderson Green is an every girls' man. He is handsome, sexy, intelligent, smart and to crown it all, he is the heir to a business mogul, and oh... He was a man whore too. Everything changes for Alexa when their two worlds get intertwined.😗 Will she be able to find out what happened to her dad?🤔 Will her brother get to lead the normal life he wants?🤔 What happens when the world of the Rich and Poor intertwine?🤔 Find out in this heart reeling story 😘🥂
From Fiancée To Fortune

From Fiancée To Fortune

Our engagement party was everything I had dreamed of, bathed in the warm glow of chandeliers, my heart full as I squeezed Ethan' s hand. Five years, finally official. We were the perfect couple. But then, a piercing wail shattered the perfect facade. Ethan' s ten-year-old niece, Lily, pointed a trembling finger at me, accusing me of "indecent" behavior-a simple kiss. His sister-in-law, Chloe, twisted the narrative, claiming Lily was traumatized, and shockingly, Ethan walked right past me to comfort her, leaving me humiliated and frozen. The man I was about to marry, the man who was supposed to be my partner, was prioritizing a carefully staged tantrum over my feelings, over us. When the sacred symbol of our commitment, my engagement ring, was purposely dislodged and he allowed Lily to "retrieve" it as a family ritual, I began to see the cold, hard truth: I was an outsider in his life, and he was choosing them. Then, walking into the suite that was supposed to be ours, I found it filled with Chloe and Lily' s belongings, our master bedroom claimed, and a lacy nightgown that wasn't mine. The realization hit me: this wasn't just about weakness or family loyalty; it was a deliberate, intimate invasion, a calculated act of displacement before our life even began. My entire world began to crumble as I was accused of embezzlement, my career ripped away, and Ethan called, asking me to confess to a crime I didn' t commit "for the family." Why was I the target? Why was he so willing to sacrifice me? How could the man I loved be orchestrating my downfall? The pieces clicked into place with a screenshot: Ethan had set up the shell corporation. My betrayal was a meticulously planned conspiracy to steal my inheritance. I held my head high as the police arrived to arrest me, knowing I had a fight on my hands, but I was ready.
Blood Bound to My Bully Vampire Brothers

Blood Bound to My Bully Vampire Brothers

"Don't touch me, you monsters!" I screamed, thrashing away from them but it was futile. I was like a little cotton ball they could crumple in their hands because I was pinned to the floor. Dante held my hands as if I was a broomstick and the other, Caius held my legs with just a simple hand without putting any effort. Cassian stood like the big brother he was, watching, giving the orders and Elias squatted before me. God, how can one be good-looking and wicked at the same time. He pulled my skirt upwards, used his fingers to rub my pussy which suddenly reacted to his touch and ripped the thong in one swift drag , brushing my delicate core purposely. I begged, I cried, scared of what they're going to do to me but they were suddenly stones, concerned on what they wanted alone. "Beat her pretty pink little pussy until she screams." Cassian ordered and I gasped, my heartbeat slamming against my ribs like a war drum. No. No, no, no. "Like this?" He asked darkly, slapping my pussy hard, pain and tingles spread across my body and I screamed. "Fuck, she's throbbing brother." Elias growled and Cassian nodded, his eyes fixed on my folds. "Just like that Elias!" He growled, "beat her and show her what it means to defile our rules." I was living a Peaceful Life until my mum got Married to Vampire King and I was stucked with my three Step brothers who showed me hell and desired me at the same time. I had to run. These men were sick, they were truly cursed in the brains and needed help because how the hell am I trapped in this? But where would I run to? I was trapped. And the worst part? They were enjoying every second of it. TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ [Contains clear explicit scenes, vulgar and degrading words, kinks and spicy scenes]
Trapped By My Fiancée's Crazy Sister

Trapped By My Fiancée's Crazy Sister

My sister Carmelita was the family's radiant princess, about to marry Wall Street emperor Kingsley Sterling. I was just Gretta, the mentally unstable, disgraced younger sister. But no one knew the truth behind my ruined reputation. Years ago, Carmelita meticulously crafted rumors to paint me as a shameless outcast. When my baby boy was dying of a severe fever, I knelt in our family's gravel driveway in the freezing rain, desperately begging for help. She just smiled in her custom charity gala gown, looking down at me with utter disgust. "They won't see you. You're an embarrassment." She shut the heavy oak door, leaving my son to grow cold and take his last breath in my arms. She even blamed our grandmother's fatal heart attack on the scandal she herself had created. I was entirely abandoned by my parents, left with nothing but faded scars on my wrists, while she enjoyed her flawless life. Why did my innocent child have to pay for her cruel vanity? Why did she get the perfect fairytale ending while I was forced to live as a hollow ghost? The weak woman she destroyed died on that driveway. Before my grandmother passed, I promised her I would take everything back. So, I slipped into Kingsley's penthouse, spiked his whiskey, and pressed record on a hidden camera. When the mighty CEO woke up naked next to me in a panic, I handed him a contract. "For the next month, you belong to me, and you will not touch Carmelita without my permission."