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While I Was Fighting For My Life, He Chose Her

While I Was Fighting For My Life, He Chose Her

As Lena bled on an operating table struggling for her life, her billionaire husband was eating candlelit dinner with another woman three blocks away. The gossip sites had the pictures up before the anaesthesia wore off. His office confirmed he'd received the emergency call. Confirmed. As if his wife haemorrhaging was a text that would get attended to at his leisure. She lived through surgery. She just didn't survive the woman she used to be. Three years spent contorting and shrinking herself into a marriage with a bedrock foundation she never knew was rotten to the core. Three years of being the docile, altruistic, non-descript wife of Ethan Ashford while underneath all that polish, a name she buried somewhere waited infinitely patiently. Lena Jeon. A name that moves markets. A name that opened doors cash couldn't touch. A name that the Cole family, and specifically, the stunningly predatory Vivienne Cole, spent eight months constructing a conspiracy around, their pawn being Ethan Ashford, their greatest asset, Lena's silence. An empire-level trap designed for a woman they believed was too broken to defend herself. Little did they know they'd actually just woken up. Lena is out of her hospital bed and in her husband's office now, the enemies' expertly crafted scheme already showing hairline fractures of which they aren't yet aware. Vivienne is anxious. Margaret is watching. And Ethan, the man who made the wrong choice on the worst night of her life, stands before his wife and asks the question three years too late. Who are you? The answer will shatter it all. But the true question, the one that will consume your thoughts and leave you staring at the ceiling, isn't about revenge. It's whether Lena can burn it all to the ground without burning herself completely away as well, without destroying the part of her that still, against her every instinct, loves him.
Rekindling Love After Divorce

Rekindling Love After Divorce

Amanda's life fell apart on her daughter Kendall's second birthday when her husband, James, disappeared. Worried and scared, Amanda got a mysterious message that revealed a shocking truth - James was living a secret life, partying at a club instead of being there for their daughter's special day. But that wasn't all. Amanda discovered a dark secret about her family involving James's family that put her life in danger. Afraid and alone, she made the hard choice to leave James and ask for a divorce. Three months later, just as Amanda was trying to move on, James came back, demanding custody of Kendall. He was angry that Amanda had left him after a terrible accident that left him in a coma - the real reason he never showed up on their daughter's birthday. Amanda refused, determined to protect Kendall from the family that had hurt her so badly. Their fight for Kendall led them to court, where James won, leaving Amanda devastated. Desperate to keep her daughter safe, Amanda planned to go into hiding with Kendall. But then, tragedy struck. Amanda woke up from an accident to find Kendall missing. With no clues or leads, Amanda had to put her anger aside and work with James to find their little girl. Now, Amanda and James must race against time to find Kendall and uncover the truth behind her disappearance. As they dig deeper into the mystery, they'll have to face the painful secrets that tore their family apart. Can Amanda and James set aside their differences and save their daughter before it's too late? As they come face to face with the reasons behind their separation, will they find a way to heal their broken family and start anew?
The Billionaire's Private Stripper

The Billionaire's Private Stripper

"No physical touch, Mr. Rousville. That's my only rule," I firmly promised Mr. Rousville. Because I couldn't even swing. He was holding my waist. "You're so heartless, baby. Let me touch you and kiss your soft and sexy body," he said, coldly. I rolled my eyes behind my mascara. I slapped his hand that made him moan, because it still had strength. He ran out of patience and suddenly he picked me up and pushed me down on the bed. Before I could get up, he was quickly on top of me. I bit my bottom lip because of him caressing my leg. He pulled it which I kept. I heard him chuckle. He separated both of my legs and I was embarrassed because he caressed my womanhood even though it was still blocked. He was the only man I let touch me. He was the first man to claim me, believe it or not. I felt his full weight on me and he first kissed my neck down to my shoulders. He covered my left breast and I moaned when he squeezed it hard then he kissed me passionately. I pulled out his hair and kissed him back passionately. Everywhere his hands landed on my sensitive body. Until he took off my black brassiere. He released my lips and I was still catching my breath. His kisses went down my collar bone and he ran his wet tongue over my skin. "Ohhh, Mr. Rousville!” I moaned loudly as he licked my nipple and inserted it into his warm mouth. One of his hands is on my seat. Squeezed until it landed on my womanhood again. My legs opened spontaneously and I tightened my grip on his right arm when he removed my undies. "Ahh! Ohhh!” I moaned loudly because of his middle finger touching my womanhood. It tickled and my whole body felt like electricity. "Baby, behave. That's my only rule," he said and kissed my lips. "Shut up! Just fvcking enter your fvcking finger—ohh! Like that! Ohhh! Ohhh, yeah! He is delicious!” I moaned again and again as his finger slipped inside me and he pulled out gently. His finger started going in and out of my womanhood. I enjoy every movement of it and it tickles me. The pleasure swirls in my stomach until it accumulates there. He added a finger and it was quickly sliding between my thighs. I meet it and my lips part. I still closed my eyes tightly and turned my head. With the intensity of his two fingers going in and out of me and his playing with my clitoris, I completely exploded. I moaned with great pleasure and let out a lot. His kiss went down my flat stomach and down to my belly button. I grabbed his head again and he pulled down my undies. He completely adored my femininity. “Uhm... Ohhh...” I moaned when he slid his tongue inside me and he sucked in my juice. His tongue stroked it until I was completely wet. He stiffened his tongue and it was already sliding into my entrance so that my hips were rising to meet him. He licked, sucked and kissed my little cunt. He gently bit it a few times and pulled it so that the pleasure of the sensation he was giving me doubled. Until I explode again. My eyes widened when I looked at him who had also come up between my thighs. His lips are shining. His chest rose and fell violently and I pulled his hand so that he was on top of me again. I greeted him with a strong kiss and I could still taste my juices on his lips especially on his tongue but I didn't pay attention to that as long as I kissed him back. When he put his tongue inside my mouth I sucked it which made him moan. My palm landed on his broad chest and I ran it up to his hard penis. Not once did he remove my red mask even when he had the chance. That's one thing I liked about him. I removed his belt and because it was difficult, I pushed him to the floor with all my strength. "Shh." I smirked as I removed his belt and quickly pulled down his zipper. I took out his monstrous pet and it was hard as steel. "Urgh, baby..." he moaned when I touched his manhood. It is rooted and pulsating. I could see his pre-cum and I couldn't stop licking it. A long moan escaped his mouth when my tongue ran over his head but before I could swallow it when he pulled my elbow. I hit him on his chest. "Tsk." I was surprised when he held both of my breasts and rubbed them. His hand went down to my waist. I could feel his warm palm until he guided me. We both moaned as he inserted his throbbing manhood inside me. His length and size filled me up and it felt good. I bit my bottom lip hard and started grinding on top of him. My hips moved up and down and he moved in and out of my womanhood. I put one hand on my hair and my right palm was on my chest. The sensation was so good while I felt him. He held both of my waists tightly and guided me to move. "Uhm... Ahhh, Mr. Rousville!” My lips are parting and my eyes are staring. The pressure in my heart is swirling again and everything is accumulating there. I fell on top of him and hugged his head. His seat is moving and he thrusts violently. “Fuck! Oh, fuck!” "Ohhh! Ohhh! Mr. Rousville!” I buried my face in his neck because we both reached the peak of our d