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Married To My Ex-Fiancé's Silent Uncle
Twenty minutes before the "Wedding of the Century" at The Plaza, I stood outside the Presidential Suite in a fifty-thousand-dollar Vera Wang gown. I was the girl from a West Virginia trailer park about to marry Hugh Maxwell, the golden heir to a billion-dollar defense empire. I pushed the door open only to find Hugh pinned against the bed with my own stepsister, Floy. She was wearing my bridal diamond necklace, and the sounds of their laughter scraped against my eardrums like sandpaper. I didn't scream; I listened as Hugh grunted that once the wedding was over and the trust fund unlocked, he’d dump "that hillbilly trash" on a bus back to the mountains. They weren't just cheating; they were planning to steal my family’s land deeds and leave me with nothing. When I set off the sprinklers and exposed their naked bodies to the paparazzi, the Maxwell family didn't apologize. They called me a "greedy peasant" and threatened to ruin my life unless I signed a new deal to save their crashing stock. I realized then that I was never a bride to them. I was a transaction, a rounding error in a ledger to be used and discarded. They thought my poverty made me weak and my silence made me a victim. "If we don't have a marriage certificate by midnight, the bank freezes thirty percent of our liquidity," their lawyer warned. So, I gave them exactly what they wanted. I used a loophole in their hundred-year-old family covenant and married the only other direct heir available. I didn't marry Hugh. I walked into the ICU and married his uncle, Fleet Maxwell—the legendary war hero who had been in a vegetative state for months. Now, I am the matriarch of the Maxwell dynasty. I’ve suspended Hugh’s executive powers, exiled my mother-in-law to the Swiss Alps, and taken control of the family vault. They think I’m just a gold-digger waiting for a "corpse" to die so I can collect a fifty-million-dollar widow's payout. But last night, as I lay beside my comatose husband, the man they called a vegetable gripped my hand back.On a late spring morning, the sunlight, soft and diffuse, gave way to the first strong rays of the day. Flowers were colouring the world for the warmer days to come, waving in the lazy breeze like a smile born of the cosmos—happiness in brilliant shades.
"Achoo --"
Essie Yi sneezed again. She was still in bed, draped in a heavy blanket. Just as she turned to her side she hit her face on something warm and was startled out of her sleep.
'How does the wall get here?'
Forcing her eyelids open, Essie sat bolt upright and whipped her head around in wide-eyed confusion.
After taking a moment to shed the sleep away from her eyes, she recognized the familiar floral curtains hanging at each side and the small oval table next to her bed.
It was her room. Yes!
Essie put her hand on her chest and breathed a sigh of relief. Perhaps it was just a dream.
She closed her eyes and was just about to drift off again when a big hand reached out from behind and touched her back. The suddenness of the touch made her tremble like a dry leaf. As she turned her head around, there was the handsome face of a stranger sleeping next to her.
"Oh my God!" a panicked scream broke out from her lips, shaking the walls of the room.
'What is going on? Did this guy break into my apartment?'
The man lying next to her was startled out of his sleep by her screaming. He shot up from bed like a jack-in-the-box, momentarily shocked and disoriented. Then, suddenly, his expression froze, allowing an eerie chill to permeate the air.
Essie jumped into the corner of the bed and quickly wrapped herself up with the blanket. It was unnecessary, as it was obvious that the other party had seen her naked.
Suffice it to say, the man didn't seem very happy.
Essie grasped her aching forehead, desperately scrambling in her mind to make sense of everything, but her effort was all in vain.
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Mystery of Love
Essie wakes up on her bed in the morning and is shocked to find an unknown good-looking man sleeping beside her. On the desk, she also discovers the marriage certificates bearing the names of her and this man. She tries to figure out what has happened and finds that it’s only a mistake. Yesterday, s/0/18252/coverorgin.jpg?v=05d8524293f4a2e3b7b0bb299c61b4e8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Luna
My name is Alyaez Turner and I never wanted a mate. All I wanted was to leave my mother and start a new pack, a fresh start for me and I knew I wanted this which is why I ask myself the same question every damn day. Why the hell did I attend the mating ball? Then I think back to myself, if I hadn't/0/38018/coverorgin.jpg?v=46aac320161748d208c0d91e3466572b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Despised Son-in-law Strikes Back
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came cr/1/106591/coverorgin.jpg?v=7112ffc44f6337f03a03bec3d6824a38&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Flash Marriage To My Best Friend's Father
I was once the heiress to the Solomon empire, but after it crumbled, I became the "charity case" ward of the wealthy Hyde family. For years, I lived in their shadows, clinging to the promise that Anson Hyde would always be my protector. That promise shattered when Anson walked into the ballroom wit/0/30174/coverorgin.jpg?v=cef715ce14bffb4c48b60ad05e901be9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Second Marriage: He's Blind Yet Love Isn't
"Sir, she's not dead yet. Do you want me to run her over again?" "Do it.” The battered and bloodied Rebecca overheard her husband's order and gritted her teeth. The couple had never consummated their marriage, and consequently, they never had a child. However, their childless marriage drove her m/0/32573/coverorgin.jpg?v=53c6cf48f7a40f193a5baaf36f36fc01&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Goodbye, My Wretched Love
After getting into a violent car accident, Claire woke up in a hospital in immense pain. She had thought that her husband of three years would come to see her, but unexpectedly, he strode into the ward next to hers to take care of another woman! And as if that wasn’t bad enough, he even threatened t/0/17922/coverorgin.jpg?v=806640ec11b7f2ddb91419a2d7c16595&imageMogr2/format/webp)
On Her Knees
The back of his hand hit my face for the third time but this slap really stung. The force of it rocked my head back but it wasn't enough to knock me off my feet. "Kneel," he commanded again, his voice thick with fury. I brought the back of one of my hands, that were bound in front/0/18582/coverorgin.jpg?v=4f3a13f495dc12364b9fdbe435e70911&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sucker For Love
Their seven-year marriage was doomed to end. Their wedding anniversary was just a week away, and Molly discovered that her husband Walter had cheated on her. Enraged and determined to get revenge, she rushed to the hotel for an affair. Little did she expect to wake up in Greyson's room. He was the/0/18489/coverorgin.jpg?v=3796b72138b49ad6b3f17c801780a089&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Count On Your Love
Years ago, Amanda’s parents died in a car accident and her brother survived but showed no sign of brain activity. She agreed to transfer her father’s stock share to her uncle in exchange for a good medical treatment for her brother. She was even forced to live abroad until her uncle ordered her to c/0/41864/coverorgin.jpg?v=4580e6d1766eca959e4791a3d06f49af&imageMogr2/format/webp)
