XossNaomi
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SCREW YOU MR. CEO!
Romance Vanessa and Andre came from different worlds. She struggled to make ends meet, while he was a wealthy and powerful man with everything at his fingertips. Their first encounter was memorable for all the wrong reasons: he embarrassed her, cost her job, and nearly ran her over, splashing water from the road. In retaliation, she broke his car, landing herself in hot water as he threatened to sue if she didn't pay for the damage.
Facing unemployment, Vanessa reluctantly accepts Andre's offer to become his assistant, intending to use the opportunity to pay off her debt. But Andre's intentions aren't pure; he plans to torment her to feed his ego, constantly belittling and ridiculing her. However, as they spend more time together, an unexpected connection blossoms. Despite the obstacles, will their budding romance endure? The Mate Contract
Werewolf "What do you think we do with the girl after the child is born?" Nevan asked his Beta, "I will make sure to pay the money to her father, she can't leave Midland alive, lest the enemies use her against us."
"I Nevan Brown-Daise, the Alpha of the Crescent Blood Moon pack accept you, Elsa, as my mate," he pronounced.
He is the Alpha male of his clan, after the war with a rival pack eight years ago, they ambushed him and invited one of the most deadliest witches known to place a curse on him, A curse which would kill him at age 35. He had to bring in an Heir, the next Alpha of their clan before his death although he had no idea where his mate was.
Elsa Henderson was the first Daughter of a drunk and a gambler. Her father had made enough bad names to keep him away from the outside. He wanted to sell off his daughters to pay the loanshark and Elsa had to volunteer herself so her younger sister would be left alone. She lives just like any other normal person with no idea about the identity of her wolf which had been sealed by her mother before her disappearance. Be A Vampire's Surrogate
Werewolf "I know you mortals, you'd do anything to earn cash, Why reject this? I'll pay you so much that you'll never have to suffer till you die."
She felt belittled by the way he spoke, he was no better than she was! well, except the wealthy part... the handsome part too, he was damn perfect.
He knew she had a question because he had his hawk-like eyes on her ever since she arrived. "What is it flower girl? hmm?" he played the words on his lips with a smile.
"How many times?"
"What? sex?" he asked. This man had no reserve in his tongue.
she gulped down saliva with a simple nod,
"The doctor said you're fine, so we'll keep doing this until you take my seed in you,"
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Six years ago he accidentally killed his sister's husband and only child, She was in so much pain after everything so he promised to do anything for her until she comes with the most unbelievable request. she forced him pay her back by giving her his own child.
He had to find a surrogate for the child since he had no family.
what happens when he picks a human instead of their own kind?
A human who is unaware of her past and the stories related to her mother, the rogue wolf from the blood moon pack. CEO's Crush
Billionaires On our first meeting, the crazy man almost ran me over, I was lucky it was just a splash of water, but still I had to pay him back, he ruined my work clothes with muddy water. I threw a stone at his car, hoping to gain his attention because he had to apologize, but it broke the glass.
"You know you're paying for that right? dont worry I'll come to find you" he said, he drove away In hurry, promising to find me soon.
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Ashlyn Shor, a young girl with the most troublesome personality, how can she live as a personal assistant to the person she hates most?
Her troublesome and crazy Boss who Is the CEO himself. You might like
Jilted Wife Returns As A Billionaire Heiress
Paula Gardini Chloe had just given birth to twins, lying exhausted in a cramped, bustling hospital ward.
When she called her husband, Julian, he was busy partying with his actress mistress. He coldly hung up on her, having already drafted a brutal divorce agreement that would leave her with a pittance.
Strangers in the next bed loudly mocked her pitiful state, gossiping about how Julian was dumping her. For years, Chloe had erased her own identity to fit into his elite world, only to be thrown away like garbage. She was completely alone, clutching her helpless babies, bracing herself to sign the cruel papers just to survive.
She couldn't understand why her absolute devotion was met with such chilling indifference. Why did she have to suffer this ultimate humiliation while he celebrated with the woman who ruined her life?
But then, a senior doctor noticed a unique mole on her wrist and ran a secret DNA test. The results were staggering: Chloe was the long-lost daughter of the billionaire Beaumont family. With her fiercely protective parents and three powerful brothers suddenly forming an impenetrable fortress around her, Chloe picked up her phone and texted her arrogant husband.
"City Hall tomorrow at 10 AM. If you don't show up, my lawyer will handle everything. And trust me, you won't like their terms." His Tamed Wife, The Wild Heiress
Whisper 119 She married him out of desperation, becoming the perfect docile wife while he treated her like dirt beneath his shoes. But everything shattered the night she overheard him mocking her with his friends-and discovered the necklace she'd cherished, her only link to the boy who once saved her life, didn't even belong to him.
It was all a lie.
No longer the doormat he married, she discards her fake identity and reclaims her birthright as the hidden heiress of Salvadore City. Now she's on a mission: find the necklace's true owner among his circle of friends, no matter how many hearts she has to break along the way.
But her husband isn't ready to let go. Convinced she's playing games to make him jealous, he's blindsided when divorce papers land in his hands. By the time he realizes the woman he dismissed was never who he thought she was, she's already moved on-living her truth, chasing her destiny, and leaving him choking on regret.
Some cages, once opened, can never be closed again. The Silent Heiress's Million Dollar Gambit
Maui My stepmother’s bodyguards were seconds away from dragging me back to a life that was essentially a prison cell wrapped in silk. I couldn't even scream for help because the words always died in my throat—a clinical condition called selective mutism that felt like drowning on dry land.
I had just discovered the sickening truth: my father was planning to sell me to a sleazy investor named Sterling to cover his company’s bankruptcy. They were going to drug me, ship me off to a private island, and strip away the only thing I had left—my late mother’s multimillion-dollar art trust.
When I arrived at the manor, my stepmother Lydia handed me a glass of wine laced with bitter sedatives, her smile sharp as a razor.
"Drink up, darling. It’ll make the transition to Mr. Sterling much easier."
My stepsister Harper stood in the corner, wearing a dress bought with my mother’s stolen money, mocking my inability to speak. My father didn't even look me in the eye as he calculated my price tag, treating his own daughter like a piece of damaged, mute inventory.
They thought because I didn't speak, I didn't hear them laughing about the "accident" that killed my mother or how they planned to burn her final restoration work. They assumed my silence was a sign of surrender, a white flag waved by a broken girl who would never fight back.
How could the people who were supposed to be my family treat me like a commodity to be traded? Did they really think my silence meant I was weak, or that I didn't know every dirty secret they were hiding in their ledgers?
I didn't drink the wine. Instead, I burst into the VIP suite of Carlisle Pierce, the most cold-blooded billionaire in New York, and slammed a crumpled napkin on his table with a desperate, last-second gambit.
"MARRY ME. NOW. $1 MILLION." While I Was Bleeding Out, He Lit Lanterns For Her
Katie Oettgen As I lay on the floor of our manor, bleeding out from a ruptured ectopic pregnancy, I used my last ounce of strength to call my husband, Cole.
I begged him for help, my vision blurring.
But the only thing I heard was the clinking of champagne glasses and his mistress's giggle in the background.
"Stop the drama, June," Cole snapped, his voice cold. "We're about to go on stage. Don't call again."
He hung up, leaving me to die alone on the Persian rug while he accepted an award with another woman on his arm.
I woke up in the hospital days later. My baby was gone. They had removed my fallopian tube.
Cole finally arrived, smelling of expensive scotch and his mistress's perfume. He didn't hug me. He didn't cry.
Instead, he leaned over my hospital bed, pressing his knee into the mattress until my fresh stitches tore open and bled.
"You embarrassed me by calling an ambulance," he hissed. "My mistress, Alycia, says you're faking it. Clean yourself up."
He left me bleeding again to go announce a $10 million donation to Alycia's "groundbreaking" medical research.
I stared at the TV screen, numb. The research Alycia was taking credit for? It was mine. I wrote that patent years ago under a pseudonym.
They thought I was just a poor, orphan housewife who needed Cole's money to survive.
They had no idea I was actually a billionaire scientist hiding my identity.
I pulled the IV needle out of my arm. A drop of blood fell onto the divorce papers I had been hiding.
I didn't wipe it off. I signed my name right over it.
Then I walked into the bank, reactivated my dormant account with $128 million, and bought the penthouse directly overlooking Cole's house.
The mourning widow is dead. The avenger is born. The Neglected Wife's Vicious Comeback Game
Xiu Luo On our third anniversary, my husband canceled our dinner, claiming a sudden work emergency.
I tracked his phone to an exclusive French restaurant, only to find him tenderly fastening a blessed bracelet—one I had flown across the world to get for him—onto his college ex-girlfriend's wrist.
The sheer shock triggered a violent placental abruption. Bleeding out in my car just across the street, I frantically called his number. Through the window, I watched him glance at his screen, frown in annoyance, and press decline to focus on his lover. While I was wheeled into a freezing operating room for an emergency C-section utterly alone, he took his mistress back to our marital bed.
He didn't even bother to check if I was alive, completely oblivious that our premature daughter was fighting for her life in the NICU. I soon discovered our entire marriage was a sham. He had used my family's wealth to save his company, and now he was trading me to secure a massive business deal with his ex's father. The man I loved didn't exist; he only saw me as a disposable asset.
"I'm going to make him wish he had never been born."
After secretly securing my baby in a private retreat, I ordered a medical-grade silicone pregnancy belly to hide my flat stomach. I stepped back into our penthouse, ready to burn his precious empire to the ground. Shielded By The Ruthless Military Boss
Mo Yufei I was an intern nurse working exhausting shifts, yet my mother constantly forced me into blind dates with wealthy, arrogant men to secure our family's social standing.
During a terrifying hospital lockdown, an assassin disguised as a doctor held a scalpel to my throat. I was almost killed, but a high-ranking military colonel threw his own body down a flight of concrete stairs to shield me.
I survived with cuts and bruises, but when I went home, my mother didn't care about my near-death experience. She was only furious that I had rushed out on my blind date with Preston, a rich financial analyst.
She forced me to meet him to apologize. When Preston grabbed my arm, bruised me, and mocked my attack as a pathetic lie, my mother still took his side.
"Men get angry," she told me coldly. "It's your job not to provoke them. You will beg for his forgiveness, or you are no longer welcome in this house."
I had narrowly escaped an assassin, yet my own family was willing to feed me to a monster just for a fat paycheck and neighborhood gossip.
My heart went completely dead.
So, when the intimidating Colonel appeared, offering me maximum military protection through a sudden marriage, I didn't hesitate.
I walked back into my parents' house and calmly slapped a crisp marriage certificate onto the coffee table.
"I won't be apologizing to Preston. I got married today." Returning To Ruin My Cheating NHL Husband
Xiao Ye On our third anniversary, I stood outside a luxury restaurant, holding a limited-edition watch for my husband, Liam.
Through the window, I saw him intimately wiping cream from the lips of his first love, Clara. Just as I realized the diamond bracelet on her wrist was the one he lied about, a violent cramp ripped through my eight-month pregnant belly, and blood soaked my dress.
"Liam... I'm bleeding," I gasped into the phone in agony.
"I'm not falling for these games," he coldly replied, hanging up as Clara laughed in the background.
I almost died on the operating table during an emergency C-section, spending my first night as a mother completely alone. While my premature daughter fought for her life in the NICU, Liam was busy sleeping with Clara, eventually bringing her to my home to wear my bathrobe and drink from my glass.
When my best friend confronted him, he confidently claimed I was just throwing a tantrum on a Caribbean vacation. He couldn't even recognize me when we crossed paths right in the hospital hallway. The man I loved was dead to me.
He later called, demanding I come home to play the perfect pregnant wife for an important family dinner. I didn't cry, and I didn't ask for a simple divorce.
Instead, I strapped on a hyper-realistic silicone pregnant belly and smiled.
If they wanted the devoted, pregnant Sterling wife, I would give them the performance of a lifetime before burning their world to the ground. Sold To The Ex's Billionaire Uncle
Su Banqing Seraphina Hayes went from a billionaire heiress to a desperate daughter overnight. To pay for her dying father's surgery, she stood in the freezing rain to beg her ex-boyfriend, Liam, for help.
Instead of helping, Liam threw a check into a muddy puddle to humiliate her. Left with no way out, Seraphina was forced to sign a brutal marriage contract with Julian Sterling—a ruthless billionaire who also happened to be Liam's uncle.
But her new husband treated her like a bought possession. At Liam's grand engagement party, Julian forced Seraphina to wear a scandalous diamond necklace and enter alone. Then, he walked in with his famous ex-girlfriend on his arm. The entire ballroom mocked Seraphina as a discarded clown. Liam pulled her onto the dance floor, grinning as he whispered in her ear.
"When he's done with you, you can always come crawling back to me to be my mistress."
She stood surrounded by cruel laughter, her pride shattered. Why did Julian spend hundreds of millions to save her family, only to publicly execute her dignity? Was she just a cheap prop for his twisted games?
But they underestimated her. Seraphina didn't break down. She leaned in, her voice like ice.
"You're just the piece of gum I scraped off my shoe this morning. Disgusting, and easily forgotten."
Leaving Liam pale and stumbling, she walked out of the ballroom like an untouchable queen, unaware that her ruthless husband was watching from the balcony, a dangerous spark of genuine interest finally lighting up his eyes. 
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