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Billionaire's Secret: The Single Dad's Love Affair

Billionaire's Secret: The Single Dad's Love Affair

Edward has become a better person since her daughter came into his life. It became more meaningful, colorful, and joyful. Everything was perfect as it was—not until one day, Rose, his daughter, started to look for her mother. Rose was ill and desired to see her mother before her condition deteriorated. But Edward was clueless as to how he could find the woman who happened to be his child's mother. She was nowhere to be found, and Edward felt hopeless about it. Edward became desperate as Rose's condition got out of hand. And he made a pledge that he would take her child's mother back, by hook or by crook. And he will not give a damn even though he knows he will hurt someone in the process, including himself. .... Mila Cooper, a happy-go-lucky woman who made the most of every opportunity that came her way. There's one thing she always wishes for: to find her true love. So what will happen if one day she falls in love with a stranger, a man who's still in love with someone else. A single father who’s still in love with his child’s mother. A man who can't be moved, as she describes him. A man who only wanted to use her for his own gain. …. “Be my daughter’s mom for three months,” Edward dropped it like a bomb, and Mila was dumbfounded when she heard that. She accepted his offer and little did she knew, she would discover more than Edward’s life, but about her as well. And when things started to be developing, secrets began to unravel. Secrets that leads them to their heartbreak and sorrow. Will love be enough to make things right? Or will it only complicate and make their world more tormenting?
Tears Of A Mistress

Tears Of A Mistress

"Yes, let's say I fucking love it." he said making me smile. We stayed in that position for a while and I shivered again for the second time. he changed our position so he was on top again. He put his hand on my side and moved freely on top of me. "Ohhh! Fa-Faster please." "I can't hear you, baby?" He was still teasing and slowed down his movement as he entered with full emphasis. I held his seat to make him lean more. "Alright, hurry up." "Next, baby." he said and sped up again. While he wasn't moving as fast as he was, he was relentlessly kissing my lips. I like this. I want to give him everything. he is the man who made me feel strange feelings. I feel that I will be very hurt when he leaves me. So I will do everything to be the only woman for him. We hugged each other and I was amazed by his last strength. I rested deeply and accepted the warm liquid he released from my insides. We kissed again and smiled at each other. He pulled out his length and left on top of me. He stood next to me and hugged me so I leaned on his chest and closed my eyes. "Flirt!" I woke up when someone grabbed my hair so I winced in pain especially when it pulled me down on the bed. "Suzanne!" "You're an animal! You're an animal, Atreo!" I was confused as I wrapped the blanket around my naked body. I looked at the woman who was beautiful, sophisticated, well dressed, and maybe the same age as Kuya. "Suzane, please, don't come here." I looked at both of them because I couldn't understand why the girl was crying. The woman looked at me when I stood up. I was shocked when he slapped me so I held my cheek and looked at it. I can see his tears and anger on his face. "You're flirtatious! You managed to hook up with my husband!" I was almost pierced and couldn't breathe from what he said. Husband? Is Atreo his wife? I looked at Atreo Ripler Alvarez. The guy I thought was single. The man I thought I could have. "Grace, let me explain." I cried and almost wanted to sink to the ground in my situation. I hate myself. I ran outside with only a blanket covering my nakedness. I could hardly see the road because of my flooding tears that blurred my vision. "You're flirtatious! You managed to hook up with my husband!" "You're flirtatious! You managed to hook up with my husband!" "You're flirtatious! You managed to hook up with my husband!" What the woman said kept echoing in my mind. I sat down on a rock and hugged myself as I continued to sob. "You are nothing but a mistress, Grace."
Love Curdled into Cruel Hatred

Love Curdled into Cruel Hatred

My mentor, Emily Stone, had me admitted to Serenity Hills Wellness Center, claiming it was for "stress." I knew it was to control me. But I had a secret purpose stronger than her grasp: my body donation agreement for ALS research, the only thing I had left to give as my life slipped away. Just as I believed I' d secured my final act of defiance-enough money for a quiet exit-Emily' s security team appeared. They dragged me back to her penthouse, a gilded cage I' d inhabited for five years, ever since she blamed me for her brother Liam' s death. Emily, fueled by a grief twisted into obsession, subjected me to endless torment, treating me as a possession to mold and punish. She mocked my weakening body, forcing me to perform impossible tasks, and unleashed her new partner, David Chen, to systematically brutalize me, physically and mentally. The torture culminated when David, feigning a rare blood disorder, coerced Emily into crippling me for a bone marrow transplant, severing my nerves to ensure I' d never walk again. I was confined to a wheelchair, my music silenced, my body broken, betrayed by the woman I had sworn to protect. I was left to wonder: Why did she believe such blatant lies? Why did her love for me curdle into such cruel hatred? And what was the secret that sealed my fate from the moment Liam died? Yet, even as Emily abandoned me to a fiery death, I clung to an impossible promise. This torment, this injustice, would not be the end of my story.
The Sunk Cost: Leaving My Billionaire Fiancé

The Sunk Cost: Leaving My Billionaire Fiancé

I was engaged to Atticus George, the youngest king of Wall Street. For ten years, his family raised me, and everyone in Manhattan envied my upcoming fairytale wedding. But just days before we were supposed to register at City Hall, I overheard him talking to his best friend. "She's a sunk cost. It's a long-term investment that yields no real excitement, but the cost of replacing the partner at this stage is too high." To him, our marriage was just a cold business transaction to unlock his family trust. Things got worse when I was falsely accused of assault and taken to the police precinct. Atticus showed up, but not to bail me out. He was there to protect the accuser's sister, Celena—the pregnant widow of his late best friend. When paparazzi suddenly swarmed the lobby, Atticus panicked. To shield Celena from the flashing cameras, he violently shoved me out of the way. I crashed hard into an iron bench, tearing my arm open. Bleeding and gasping for air, I watched him carry a fainting Celena to his car, completely ignoring my existence. At the hospital, he even signed her emergency admission forms as her "family." For ten years, I had poured my entire heart into loving him. I didn't understand how the boy who once promised to protect me could give all his desperate tenderness to another woman while leaving me bleeding on the floor. When he abandoned me yet again in the middle of the night just because she called crying, my heart finally died. I packed my bags and left a single note on his desk. "The contract is terminated." Then, I walked out of his estate and into the freezing rain.
My Innocent Girl

My Innocent Girl

The cold boss of The Brown Association has suddenly turned warm for someone. That someone is none other than his own personal assistant. He never thought in his wildest dreams that someone who is not the richest, not the best, not the prettiest can steal his heart, but damn, for him, she is the most beautiful girl. He slowly fell for her so deep that he was ready to do anything to get her, and if not, then he will be broken. After many heartbreaks, he finally gave up on her. She reciprocated the feelings, but only for a few days. What was that, anyway? Continued working, he turned completely cold-even more than he was before-to everyone, including her. Knowing what has caused him to return to his older self with an, even more, worse condition, she decided to make up for it. But it was too late. He had someone who'd love him back, and not leave him when he needed her the most. Misunderstandings are a part of their, or pretty much, any, love story. They were sad and broken, still, they were finding their happiness through walking over the shattered pieces of their heart. She was not the same either. And then it happened. The truth. She did everything she could to save him. Maybe that was the thing. The thing he wanted because she was there this time when he needed her. But what proves that she will not leave him now? The answer could be trust, but that was long gone between them. Frustrated by him not being able to trust her, she decided to do the thing he had never thought. Hell, no one ever thought of it. He had to face the consequences. And, he did.
Mistaking The Ruthless CEO For An Escort

Mistaking The Ruthless CEO For An Escort

Ava Kidd just wanted to escape her abusive stepmother when she got drunk at a high-end club and stumbled into the wrong hotel room. She woke up the next morning in a luxury penthouse, lying naked next to a terrifyingly handsome man covered in her scratch marks. Recalling rumors of the hotel's secret underground concierge, she immediately assumed she had accidentally slept with an elite male escort. Desperate to settle the bill, she offered him her only debit card with a pathetic $1,800. But the man, who was actually Garrison Terry, the ruthless billionaire CEO, was deeply insulted by the cheap plastic. He trapped her against the bed, coldly demanding a half-million-dollar service fee. When Ava frantically offered her dead mother's tarnished locket as collateral, he cruelly dismissed it as worthless junk. Ava was humiliated, her heart pounding with absolute terror. She didn't understand why this arrogant gigolo was acting like a deranged extortionist, demanding a fortune from a broke girl who had clearly made a mistake. Furious and refusing to cower, she sneaked out, put on his oversized designer shirt, and aggressively ate his $800 truffle breakfast. Having no money left, she grabbed her cheap red lipstick, wrote a defiant IOU on his expensive linen napkin, and fled the hotel. She thought she had escaped a criminal, but upstairs, the billionaire traced her lipstick-stained name with a predatory smile. "Ava Kidd, I will absolutely find you."