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Undercover fiancee
Modern Sophia , a street-smart pickpocket, makes the wrong move when she steals from a wealthy man at the mall-only to realize too late that he caught her. Instead of turning her in, Ethan Kingston, a billionaire under pressure to marry, offers her an unexpected deal: pose as his fiancée for two weeks to help him secure his inheritance.
Thrown into a world of luxury, deception, and hidden family rivalries, Sophia soon realizes she's in way over her head. Jason, Ethan's jealous brother, and Lisa, his manipulative friend, plot against her. Jasmine, Ethan's sharp-tongued sister, is out to make her life miserable-but Sophia holds a secret weapon. Unknown to Jasmine, she saw her steal the family heirloom to frame her.
As the charade spirals into chaos, Sophia and Ethan must decide-was this all just a game, or has pretending led to something real?
Whispers of Avalon
Romance Ava never expected her job as a restaurant assistant to land her in the heart of Avalon's elite. When she is chosen to work at the prestigious Alexandra estate for the holidays, she steps into a world where wealth and power rule.
Tyler Alexandra, a self-made billionaire, has spent years distancing himself from his family's legacy. But when his father announces his retirement, he is forced to return home only to meet Ava, the one person who sees beyond his last name.
As sparks fly, their growing connection is threatened by Tyler's ruthless sister, Adriana, and Ava's toxic ex-boyfriend, Nick, who refuses to let her move on. Meanwhile, Tyler's former love, Elora, reappears pregnant and in desperate need of his help.
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The Unwanted Husband Returns To The Top
Qian Mo Mo For three years, Connor lived as a ghost. A crippled, useless Uber driver, enduring a self-imposed exile orchestrated by his dying grandfather's will to prove he was worthy of the Hoffman empire. He even married into the wealthy Barlowe family, becoming their favorite punching bag.
On the very last day of his test, his final Uber passengers slid into the backseat. It was his wife, Genevieve, and her wealthy lover.
They didn't recognize him behind his mask. Right there in his rearview mirror, they kissed hungrily, mocking her "pathetic loser" of a husband and plotting to dump him after her sister's wedding.
The next day at the wedding, they didn't just want a divorce. They wanted to publicly crucify him.
Her lover framed Connor as a violent, cheating degenerate. They rallied the city's elite, getting his Uber manager to publicly fire him and convincing the entire ballroom to blacklist him from every job, apartment, and business in Ninverton.
They even brought in an arrogant Vice President from the Hoffman Group to publicly declare Connor was a fraud, sealing his social execution.
Standing alone in that lobby, surrounded by the mocking laughter of the people who had trampled on his dignity for a thousand days, Connor felt the last shred of his patience burn away. They were so utterly, hopelessly blind.
Then, his encrypted phone rang.
"Mr. Wise, the test is officially over. You are now the Global CEO of the Hoffman Group."
Connor looked at his cheating wife and the arrogant elites laughing at his demise. He dropped the signed divorce papers on the table.
The game was over. The slaughter was about to begin. The Ex-Fiancé You Can't Afford To Lose
Madel Cerda I stood in the ballroom with a diamond ring in my pocket, waiting to be crowned King of the empire I had built from the ground up.
Instead, the woman I loved walked to the microphone and signed my death warrant with a smile.
Serena didn't announce our engagement.
She announced that Luca Moretti—an incompetent associate I'd almost fired three times—was the new Underboss and her partner in life.
Then, she kissed him. Deep and possessive, right in front of the entire Commission.
My heart didn't break; it simply stopped.
Luca smirked at me, wearing a suit that was too tight, while Serena looked at me with cold, dead eyes.
"Dante is the old guard," she told the crowd, dismissing me like a waiter. "We are moving in a new direction."
They stripped me of my title. They humiliated me on live television. They thought they had taken my crown.
But they forgot one crucial detail.
I was the Architect.
I had built the encrypted logistics system that kept the FBI in the dark. A system that required my specific biometric code every morning to function.
I didn't make a scene. I didn't scream. I simply placed the ring on a waiter's tray and walked out into the night.
Forty-eight hours later, the Vitiello empire was in a freefall. The accounts were frozen. The shipments were flagged.
My phone buzzed. It was Serena.
"Dante," she panicked, her voice trembling. "Fix it. Now."
I took a sip of my espresso and smiled at the chaos on the news.
"I'm afraid I can't do that, Serena. You fired the only pilot who knows how to fly the plane."