Mr Playboy Betrothed to Mrs Tomboy

The Lone Daughter of Martyrs: Her Glory Blooms After Divorce

On the day my parents' ashes were being returned from overseas, I waited for my husband of five years, Domenic, to go to the military base with me. He was the only family I had left. He never showed. His assistant called with an "emergency"—his mistress's mother had twisted her ankle. This was the same man who had given my mother's ruby necklace to that woman, calling it "outdated trash." The same man who, when I brought my parents’ urns home, sided with his mother when she called them "disgusting" and ordered the maids to throw them in the basement. "Take that box and get out," he told me. "Do not come back until you are ready to apologize to my mother." He didn't care that the box held the remains of two national heroes. He didn't care that I was their daughter. I finally understood he never saw me as his wife; he saw me as a stray he'd picked up, a pet he could discard. But he made a fatal mistake. The "penniless orphan" he married was a decorated Delta Force veteran and the secret architect of his entire ten-billion-dollar company. He thought he was throwing away a problem. He was about to find out he had just declared war on the woman who held his entire empire in the palm of her hand.

Mockery Turned Majesty: Her Rise After Divorce

Rena hid her legendary medical talent to live quietly as a housewife, only to be mocked by her husband. "Rena, how could you compare to Elyse? She's a renowned surgeon. You're just a housewife who can't even hold a scalpel." His family scorned her background, unaware she had once been the youngest lead surgeon in the peacekeeping forces. Her mother once ruled the medical field, and her father-head of an old-money dynasty that stretched back generations. When humiliation pushed too far, she chose divorce and returned to her true world-where elites, tycoons, and even mafia families welcomed her back. At the medical summit, her ex finally realized the wife he scorned was a legend. By then, a powerful mafia don had already claimed her. "Rena, you belong to me. If I catch you looking at your ex-husband one more time, I'll make sure he vanishes from this world for good." He was a feared mafia kingpin, worshipped by all, and yet here he was, kneeling at her feet.

Rejected Luna, Claimed by the King

As a wolfless charity case at the Hyde Pack's celebration, my world shattered when Braydon, my supposed protector, publicly announced Katherine Parrish as his Luna, erasing me. Heartbroken, I fled into a terrifying contract marriage with Alpha King Dallas Marshall for protection. Braydon's public assault and threats forced me to reveal my secret marriage, challenging the King. My "protection" felt like a prison. Braydon revealed I was a "key" to power, not a mate, confirming my fears. Enraged by my attempt to take a morning-after pill, Dallas forced me to swallow it, then branded my lips with a furious kiss. His chilling silence hardened my resolve. I immediately drafted an addendum to our contract, setting strict boundaries to reclaim control.

Rejected by the Son, I Chose the Don

On my wedding day, my father sold me to the Chicago Outfit to pay his debts. I was supposed to marry Alex Moreno, the heir to the city's most powerful crime family. But he couldn't even be bothered to show up. As I stood alone at the altar, humiliated, my best friend delivered the final blow. Alex hadn't just stood me up; he had run off to California with his mistress. The whispers in the cathedral turned me into a joke. I was damaged goods, the rejected bride. His family knew the whole time and let me take the public fall, offering me his cousins as pathetic replacements-a brute who hated me or a coward who couldn't protect me. The humiliation burned away my fear, leaving only cold rage. My life was already over, so I decided to set the whole game on fire myself. The marriage pact only said a Carlson had to marry a Moreno; it never said which one. With nothing left to lose, I looked past the pathetic boys they offered. I chose the one man they never expected. I chose his father, the Don himself.

The Placeholder Bride's Secret Billionaire Revenge

For two years, I was the invisible force behind tech billionaire Kieran Douglas, convinced that our "private" romance was his way of protecting us from the tabloid spotlight. I managed his mergers, warmed his bed, and waited for a future that didn't exist. The illusion shattered at 6:00 AM when a Page Six alert debuted Kieran's "real" romance with socialite Aspen Schneider. Before I could even process the betrayal, Kieran sent me a cold, professional text: "Order flowers for Aspen. Pink peonies. Her favorite." When I tried to walk away, my own mother called me a disgrace and threatened to lock my inheritance forever unless I married a sixty-year-old businessman to save her failing estate. At a high-society gala that same night, Aspen intentionally crushed my burned hand in front of the cameras, while Kieran stood by and dismissed me as a "mediocre assistant" who had overstayed her welcome. I stood in the cold New York rain, drenched in champagne and humiliation, realizing that every sacrifice I made for Kieran was a joke. I was a ghost in a penthouse that was never mine, discarded the moment his "soulmate" returned. To the world, I was just a placeholder whose time had run out. But Kieran forgot one thing: my father's multi-million dollar trust fund unlocks the moment I legally marry. I didn't need love; I needed a signature and a shield. I walked into a discreet law firm and signed a marriage contract with a man I believed was the city's most notorious, scandal-ridden playboy. I thought I was marrying a degenerate "beard" to buy my freedom and secure my revenge. I didn't realize the man who signed that paper wasn't a playboy at all, but Gaston Collins-the most powerful and dangerous man on Wall Street-and he had no intention of letting our fake marriage stay fake.

The Mafia's Substitute Bride

"Ah, no, please let me go! I can't do it again," Sofia cried as Leonardo thrust hard once more after cuming inside her for the fifth time. "You can. Now be a good girl and take me as deep as you can. You're my wife, and it's your duty to serve me in bed," Leonardo groaned, never stopping throughout the whole night. Sofia's life takes an unexpected turn when she's forced to marry a billionaire mafia boss because her stepsister backs out. Sofia shuns the idea of marrying a wealthy man after her mother's life of hardship. However, her stepmother trades her off to the ruthless billionaire, Leonardo Morelli, in exchange for a business deal. Known as the devil, Leonardo Morelli lives up to his reputation-cold-hearted and merciless. He despises Sofia without even meeting her, believing she's the daughter of a whore. Although their union is meant to last only three years, he vows to make her life miserable, blaming her for the last-minute bride switch orchestrated by their parents. As they navigate this contractual marriage, enduring each other's company becomes a daunting challenge. How will Sofia find a way to survive under the same roof as this formidable devil? Full of action, suspense, and thrillers. 18+ detailed sexually explicit content, B D S M, Forbidden, Mafia Billionaire Romance