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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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THE CAMPUS LOVE LIFE
Trevor is the best Engineering student in his country and known as the good boy. He then meets terry who was an old primary school friend. They fall in love,but it turns out to be only lust. Their relationship turns him to a sex maniac, what he wants in ladies is just sex. He then met Gladys and b/0/26305/coverorgin.jpg?v=1e2940f7e0bda896e1263fbadfc7bef4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love Life Partner
Iman and Bilal love and get married after a lot of trouble. Their first night is very sexy. A few days later Iman gets pregnant. They go out of town to attend their evening for Bilal's business. The story takes another turn. The Story of a Mother, Daughter, Dolly, and Lolita Lolita's father dies in/0/47433/coverorgin.jpg?v=aea60a989e96be2b94cbf7381636783c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Forbidden Love: Life of a heartless human
Does a human being exist in this world that doesn't have a heart? Well, that's the fate of a girl, she's poor and innocent, and she hasn't even hurt a single fly before but what could the gods give in return for that? She's heartless, she lives on an artificial heart because she doesn't have enough/1/102898/coverorgin.jpg?v=5b53d87fab2f098dd3f4faee24464c6d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Career and Love Life Flourished after a Divorce
On the third day after my unexpected miscarriage, my husband, George Wood, brought home my stepsister, Savannah Ahmed. She was eight months pregnant. My stepmother, Julia Ahmed, said, "The Food family needs a child to continue the family legacy." My father added, "Clara, you must learn toleran/0/75400/coverorgin.jpg?v=8dc1701f55f83563847aa20c84792717&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Claimed By The Lycan Twins
"Have you ever found yourself in a complicated situation, have you ever been sold by your family, rejected by your mates for another woman, or worse, discovered you are an abomination to the world that needs to be eradicated?" I doubt that. ........ The royal family issued a notice seeking a bree/0/86733/coverorgin.jpg?v=0527c8a0806a5948ce3ad29fa75d1295&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love Lost, Life Fading
Ava Jenkins stared at her reflection in the darkened bus window, a stranger looking back. Her fiery red hair and loud clothes screamed for attention, but inside, she carried a secret heavier than a brick: Idiopathic Pulmonary Arterial Hypertension. Her heart was failing, and there was no cure. She j/0/84863/coverorgin.jpg?v=725763f985ade864016fb1b516b13689&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reclaiming Life, Finding Love
The paper in my hand felt like a death sentence: glioblastoma, an aggressive brain tumor. That same day, my estranged wife, Chloe, flashed across my laptop screen, pregnant with another man' s child, her new partner, Mark Jensen, by her side. Before I could even process the betrayal, my five-yea/0/86538/coverorgin.jpg?v=0ed6766301f9ecb61662c50ad2fe3a90&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love Drained, Life Reclaimed
For twenty years, all Ava Lewis wanted was to find her biological family, the missing piece of her identity. When her adopted sister, Brittany Miller, beamed and said, "Almost there, Ava. You're going to love our old town. It's where all the family traditions started," Ava believed it was the start/0/86159/coverorgin.jpg?v=09f804e078e0b7f45b4ef6ad7f554b40&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rejected Love, Contracted Life
My 22nd birthday was supposed to be perfect, the night I finally confessed my love to Ethan Vance, my guardian and the only family I had left. I found him in his study, surrounded by the familiar scent of old books and leather, but his smile vanished as I told him, "I want you, Ethan. Not as a guar/0/85397/coverorgin.jpg?v=f6dcc8992e823ce4414f40c939fb5a24&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love Lost, Life Reclaimed
My mother' s voice cut through the party noise. "If it wasn't for my sacrifice, how could Kyle be so successful today?" She was openly boasting that she' d given my college fund to my cousin, Kyle. I stood hidden in the shadows, my hands shaking. Years of scholarships, working dead-end jobs, metic/0/86531/coverorgin.jpg?v=24e22ad953b0ac5addf383624699c9c4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Stolen Life, Stolen Love
The first thing I noticed was the jarring yellow light, not the soft city gray I expected, and a small boy playing on my bedroom floor. He looked at me with wide, innocent eyes and smiled, saying, "Mommy, you're awake!" My heart hammered. Then my husband, Mark, walked in, followed by my parents, c/0/18756/coverorgin.jpg?v=da6191af547c875e8205f5f75411be77&imageMogr2/format/webp)
One Life, One Love
Cecilia contracted with Shaw, the arrogant CEO, to earn the money her mother’s operation needed. She was asked to do nothing but be his girlfriend in the public. However, he wanted her to be his real beloved, in every aspect. In front of her rival in love and stepmother, he officially introduced h/0/86519/coverorgin.jpg?v=6c1c778aab3d86b23bfb1c9a834181ea&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Second Life, True Love
The official notification arrived on a Monday morning: Chloe Davis, my son David's fiancée, was confirmed dead in a car accident. I dropped the document in the trash without a change in expression, because I already knew. I had lived this life once before. And in that life, I had died. In my first/1/102051/coverorgin.jpg?v=2d0cfeed499f81ff6149153e643f00e2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love Lost, A Life Reclaimed
My world shattered with a piece of paper. A DNA test revealed I wasn't a Daugherty by blood, but an impostor. My husband, Kane, divorced me, and the real heiress, Britt, took my home, my life, and my son. Five years later, I was a waitress drowning in my foster mother's medical debt when they walke/0/86571/coverorgin.jpg?v=fddff7eb019811ebba861a0b9ef27a67&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Comeback: Love, Loft, Life
The first thing I felt was the sterile cold of the hospital sheets. My whole body ached, a deep, hollow pain I remembered too well. Then I saw him: Mark, my ex-husband, standing over me, not a trace of concern on his face. "Jane, you have to sign this." He held a clipboard, ready to trick me into s/0/25457/coverorgin.jpg?v=530c7b1c6c03a439700dfc099f7f0a54&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love Me Back To Life
I realized I was in love with this one-eyed boy. I couldn't believe it and I had doubts in me. Was it love? Was it infatuation? Thoughts of James constantly overwhelmed me. I spent most of my evening hours with him; I tried to suppress the feelings I had for him Come to think of it, its so/0/85683/coverorgin.jpg?v=bf1f19cf5b5864b88dfadc492f89cab0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reclaiming My Life, Redefining Love
I opened my eyes to a sterile hospital room after three years in a coma, a miracle, Dr. Reed called me. My memory, a slow agonizing puzzle, was finally whole. I remembered everything. The first person I saw wasn' t my fiancé, Mark. It was my old professor, Dr. Reed, holding my hand, her face a mix/0/86737/coverorgin.jpg?v=36e996935f8d76bf1522cde66e7d052a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed By Love, Reclaimed My Life
I drove to my father's mansion, divorce papers on the passenger seat, ready to tell him about my broken marriage. But voices from his study stopped me cold. My stepmother' s pleased tone and my father' s soft replies revealed a horrifying plot: they had orchestrated my forced marriage to David, dru/1/102817/coverorgin.jpg?v=5db96ea18f7728b0364157540f7d5c40&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Orchestrated Love, My Shattered Life
After a brutal assault cost me my fiancé, my childhood friend swooped in to save me. He married me, cherished me, and I fell in love with the perfect life he built. I thought I had finally found my happy ending. Then, pregnant with our child, I overheard him confessing to my half-sister. He had orc/1/108581/coverorgin.jpg?v=5cff8f8b83f46a623bf0c54e69126052&imageMogr2/format/webp)
