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Jilted Girlfriend? I Am The Tycoon's Wife
Cara Lewis sat quietly as her boyfriend of three years pushed a plate of dessert across the table, wearing a rehearsed mask of sorrow. He claimed he had to break up with her for her own good, blaming his lack of connections on Wall Street and insisting he couldn't give her the life she deserved. He acted like a martyr making a tragic sacrifice, waiting for her desperate tears and trembling denial. Instead, Cara calmly pulled out a stack of glossy photos and an elegant engagement invitation. She exposed his secret affair with the wealthy Hailie Lewis, completely dismantling his hypocritical social climb. Leaving the cheating narcissist pale and humiliated, Cara paid the bill and walked out, thinking the trash had finally been taken out. But her newly single evening took a chaotic turn when a teenage gaming partner called in a panic. He begged her to crash his elite prep school and pose as his aunt to save him from expulsion. Cara agreed, flawlessly playing the role of the secret new wife to his uncle, a notoriously ruthless Wall Street titan. She was thoroughly dominating the snobby school board when the office doors suddenly swung open. The real billionaire uncle, Beck Greer, walked into the room. Cara's heart dropped into her stomach as his glacial eyes locked onto her, knowing her social existence in New York was about to end. Caught in a terrifying, inescapable lie, Cara made an insane calculation. She stepped forward, firmly hooked her arm through the billionaire's, and smiled sweetly. "Honey, what took you so long? Julian and I were being bullied." She waited for the executioner's axe to fall, but the untouchable tycoon simply covered her hand with his and played along.Across the white tablecloth of Serafina, Bradyn Hubbard—Cara Lewis's boyfriend of three years—set his wine down and leaned forward. He pulled a thick, cream-colored envelope from his jacket and slid it across the table until it rested in front of her.
Cara looked down. The gold foil lettering was fresh from the press.
Engagement Gala
Groom: Bradyn Hubbard
Bride: Hailie Lewis
Venue: The Lewis Estate, Long Island. Next Saturday.
"Cara, let's be realistic," Bradyn said, his voice dropping into a conspiratorial whisper. "Hailie is my ticket to the top. Marrying her is the only shortcut for a guy like me to get a seat on the board. I don't love her—she's just the ladder I have to climb for my career."
Cara stared at the card, then lifted her cold amber eyes to meet his. "So you're proposing what, exactly?"
Bradyn gave a smug, self-satisfied smile.
"We break up publicly. But in private? Nothing has to change. You funded my MBA and paid my rent for three years—I haven't forgotten that. Stay quiet, be my little secret on the side, and once I secure the Lewis assets, I'll make sure you're taken care of in luxury."
Cara stared at his shameless face, her voice dropping into a dangerous, silky calm. "You sold yourself as a kept man to my stepsister, and you expect me to be your dirty little secret?"
"Don't make it sound so ugly, Cara," Bradyn scoffed, waving a dismissive hand. "That's how men get ahead in Manhattan. Be realistic, Cara. You're broke and you have no one. Who else is going to take care of you? Don't be stupid. Just take the deal."
Cara looked at him for one quiet second, her lips curving into a razor-sharp smile.
"In your wildest dreams, Bradyn."
Without a second's hesitation, Cara picked up her crystal tumbler and threw the cold bourbon and ice straight into his face.
The freezing liquor drenched his styled hair and soaked the collar of his designer shirt. Bradyn gasped, shooting up from the velvet booth in sheer shock, frantically wiping his stinging eyes.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" he snarled, glaring at her as neighboring tables turned to stare.
Cara set the empty glass down with a quiet, deliberate tap.
Without breaking eye contact, she reached into her Saint Laurent bag, pulled out a thick manila folder, and dropped it heavily onto his soaked lap.
"Open it, parasite," Cara said calmly.
Bradyn's hands shook as he ripped the folder open.
A thick stack of forensic-grade photographs spilled across the table. His breath caught in his throat—the photos showed him and Hailie completely naked, tangled in the satin sheets of a suite at the Baccarat Hotel.
Taped right behind the prints was a notarized invoice.
Columbia MBA Tuition & Fees: $186,000.00
Tribeca Penthouse Lease Subsidies: $94,000.00
Bespoke Wardrobe & Networking Tabs: $62,000.00
TOTAL REIMBURSEMENT DUE: $342,000.00
Bradyn's face turned an ashen, sickly gray. "You... you tracked me?"
"Three hundred and forty-two grand," Cara said, tapping the total with a manicured nail. "Wire it back to my account by Monday morning. If you don't, these photos go directly to Hailie's father and the Lewis board."
The shock on Bradyn's face instantly curdled into ugly fury. He slammed both hands on the table, leaning in with a desperate hiss. "You crazy bitch! You gave me that money willingly—that was trust money! You can't sue me for gifts!"
"I invested in a partner, Bradyn, not a freeloader," Cara said coldly. "You lived off my money for three years just to become my stepsister's leashed lapdog. Pay back every cent by Monday, or wear the collar in public."
"You fucking bitch—" Bradyn lunged forward, grabbing for her wrist.
Cara smoothly stepped back, out of his reach. She stood tall, smoothing the front of her tailored coat, looking down at him with absolute disgust.
Slowly, deliberately, she raised her hand and flipped him a clean, effortless middle finger.
"Congratulations on the engagement, Bradyn," Cara said softly. "You and Hailie deserve each other."
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Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion
[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "Each time you break a rule; I'll claim a part of your body as mine" Forced to marry the heir of the largest mafia syndicate to pay for her parent's debt and her grandmother's hospital bills. "Live with my son for 30 days, if you don't fall in love with him, I'll cancel this contract." Can Malissa live with the handsome, hot and dominating Hayden for 30 days without falling for his charms? However, there are rules to living with this lusty monster and as Malissa breaks them, she learns of pleasures that she never knew existed. As his touches set her on fire, her heart starts to melt. But does the two have a future together when Hayden is in love with someone else and Malissa cannot get over her ex-boyfriend? READ NOW to find out!/0/22414/coverorgin.jpg?v=e5b2262d55055b47424edc3834cba055&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Possession of the Mafia Don
'I had not expected to breed you, little girl.' He said, his voice emotionless but his eyes were hot with lust,' You were just a plaything to be used till I tired of you, But there was no way I would let any child of mine grow up as a bastard.' My breath caught in my throat at the sheer cruelty, the heartlessness of his words. Was that all I had been to him? The young innocent woman and the older, heartless Mafia Boss who cannot have enough of her. A story of desire, a story of lust Above all a story of LOVE./0/24103/coverorgin.jpg?v=20220120185249&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Play The Game
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The Alpha's Power Play
Marlowe Hale needed a job, not a miracle. When the Blackwood Harbor Wolves hire her as their new athletic trainer, she tells herself it's just a paycheck, and definitely not a chance to dig into the eight-year-old accident that killed her father and ended her career before it started. She didn't ex/0/52627/coverorgin.jpg?v=7c09f965df3aecb8d55dfcc0f81ff6ae&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE BILLIONAIRE'S PLAY TOY
"I don't know how long it's going to take you to realize this sweetheart, but you belong to us." Pulling my head back, he says, his fierce eyes meeting mine. "You're ours to fuck, ours to love, and ours to claim in any way we want, isn't that right Cindy?" "Mmm, yes Sir." "Well it seems to me lik/0/21480/coverorgin.jpg?v=89b6daa6afaf7a0d7c09be9954e25099&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE PLAY BOY MISTRESS
have you ever seen a fire melt ice!?... well it's the same case for sabastin. who was a play boy that is not ready for any commitment and always flirt with anything in skirt. what happens as he tries to win the heart of renna who was a widow and has a cold heart towards everyone. Can a one night sta/0/5042/coverorgin.jpg?v=3e7f1da1c7c3bfd384acfc6c0a9a4474&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The Desire Play
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The Play Boy's Doll
Moans escape me, and I feel my eyes turn moist with pleasure as I hold his head to my breast with my left hand. He keeps rolling his tongue over my nipple, and sucking it while slamming his long fingers deep into my pussy, and pulling them back out, only to repeat the action. "Oh God, I'm gonna p/0/91717/coverorgin.jpg?v=5e2eb35dff80f40a21a01f8a179be91f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE BILLIONAIRE'S PLAY THING
Ethan Hale never thought desperation would drive him here. He was suffering from a failed engagement, rent was overdue and his pride was hanging by a thread when the discreet contract landed in his lap. A year of surrender to a man who can buy and break anyone? Insanity. Dominic Blackwell isn't ju/0/51647/coverorgin.jpg?v=1febd372b92f469e461e8dab1bf277f0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE BILLIONAIRE'S POWER PLAY
In the glittering heart of 21st-century New York City, Sebastian Hayes, a formidable billionaire, faces a pivotal business dilemma that propels him into an unexpected realm of strategic alliances. Enter Emma Thompson, a woman from more modest beginnings, burdened by her own financial struggles. When/0/1959/coverorgin.jpg?v=13ed7f0b025517a9b5bb70218c097366&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The Betrayed Wife's Ultimate Play
My final prenatal appointment was today, but the drive turned into a nightmare. Now, I lay on a gurney, pregnant and bleeding, the world a blur of flashing lights. My husband, Matthew Scott, the golden boy ADA, was here, but his entire focus was on Sabrina Lawrence, his childhood friend, not me./0/67111/coverorgin.jpg?v=02bc5c5c0820f2e6f194e9209e8a5444&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Power play
Sophie, an ambitious, hardworking intern at a prestigious marketing firm. She's tasked with working under the company's demanding CEO, James Carter, known for his ruthless, authoritative leadership. Their first meeting is tense but sparks fly when Sophie challenges his idea in a meeting. Read and fi/0/81047/coverorgin.jpg?v=d71f00e7e3b0e9784a8e2b26402b1347&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The System's Cruelest Game
My younger brother, Leo, died in the emergency room, a casualty of our parents'twisted "tests." For years, "system prompts" had controlled our lives, confirming that Leo and I were mere side characters in our adoptive brother Ashton's "golden-boy" narrative. The ultimate test arrived when our pare/0/81156/coverorgin.jpg?v=4a6efbc9188cdee9046cfe0db030f05f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The King's Cruel Game
I thought I lived a romance, me and Rex, King of The Devil' s Brigade. He saved me and my best friend, Clare, from a highway ambush years ago, my knight in shining armor. We found love, safety, cherished trophies in his clubhouse. But one night, Rex' s whisper shattered everything. He confessed/0/17974/coverorgin.jpg?v=09f57fb4029438c207cc024c7d692bd5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Game He Plays
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The Game Of Faith
Laura, a young woman, faces a sudden and unwarranted eviction from her apartment late at night, orchestrated by her family members including Meredith and her own grandfather, Mr. Hale. Distraught, she is left to fend for herself in the streets until her path crosses with Gil, a mysterious figure who/0/86625/coverorgin.jpg?v=665cb24e5db69cbac5a32f9e210d5067&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Roommate's Cruel Game
The first sign of trouble was a pair of dirty, lace-trimmed socks, carelessly left on my kitchen counter by my rich, entitled roommate, Tiffany Gold. I was Chloe Miller, a scholarship student barely affording university, and she treated me like her personal maid, a role I was rapidly growing to res/0/60030/coverorgin.jpg?v=88f388f1185e2786057fea540d09feaa&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire Heiress Game
Michelle thought she had a perfect marriage until she discovered her husband's affair. Fast forward four years, and she's ready to embrace her identity as a wealthy heiress. But just as she's making peace with her past, her ex-husband Jared, the one who broke her heart, reappears in her life. Fueled/0/60884/coverorgin.jpg?v=6fb9e376952b5761fafae7d6c69bdcf3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Marriage Game
Meet Emma Hart, 24, drowned in debt all her life, from bills to bills, and loans to pay off, the cycle never seems to end. Fresh out of college, she manages to get a few jobs, saving up to clear her debts, until her mother falls sick... lung cancer. Destitute and helpless, she must learn to shake th/0/16420/coverorgin.jpg?v=9832a91f80db1e1f59318cd347bf03f6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
