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Bound By The Billionaire's Golden Leash

Bound By The Billionaire's Golden Leash

For two years, I lived as a ghost in the Horn manor, a world built on blood money where my every breath was monitored. Fulton Horn, my stepfather’s nephew and the executor of my life, held the golden leash around my neck, forcing me to play the role of his secret mistress while he paraded a socialite as his fiancée. Everything shattered at a high-society gala when the scent of raw seafood made me vomit at the feet of Fulton’s future bride. The ballroom erupted in whispers of a secret pregnancy, but Fulton’s reaction wasn't concern—it was cold, predatory calculation. He immediately forced me into a clinical "inspection" to ensure his "merchandise" was sound, then destroyed my only chance at escape by framing my friend in a scandal and blacklisting my credit. He dragged me to his penthouse, ripped my clothes, and told me I was nothing but a "placeholder" for his dead first love, Arlena. I was drowning in his obsession, forced to model his fiancée’s engagement gown while he claimed he was the only one who could "protect" me. "You are what I say you are," he whispered, "and you belong where I say you belong." I didn't understand how he could be so cruel, or why he was so determined to keep me in a cage of secrets. But when I looked closer at the photo of the "original" girl he loved, my blood turned to ice. It wasn't a girl named Arlena. It was a picture of me from six years ago, smiling and unbroken. I realized then that Fulton hadn't just found a replacement—he had spent years carefully destroying the girl I used to be so he could keep the broken pieces for himself. Reaching for the hidden keycard, I finally made a choice: I would find a way to kill the ghost he loved before he finished killing the woman I had become.
My Casanova's Slave

My Casanova's Slave

with the beauty and charm that Arwena has, no man can even come close and touch her. She works in a club as a manager, so she is used to men fantasizing about her. until the student friends landed at the paradise club where he worked, and something caught his attention. One of the students stared at him. He was used to that kind of look so he just ignored it. but he didn't think it would lead to the point that Edward, younger than him, would like him. He passionately coaxes her until she does everything he commands even if she becomes a woman just for obeying all his commands. he couldn't help but fall for it despite the long distance and his unspeakable past to the young man. She falls again for a man who will eventually leave her because of delusions. she fell in love first with her ex-boyfriend, Max, which made her personality full of bitterness and coldness. She wanted to explain to Edward but he didn't listen to any of her explanations, instead calling her his father's mistress. Arwena did everything to prove herself and achieve something for herself. Edward returned after a few years, and when he returned he was met with a cold and rude treatment. can things be restored if the truth will be the reason for him to feel bitter and angry for Edward? Can love fix what caused everything? And finally, will he be able to get the justice that he can only find in Edward?
Strawberry Shame, Billionaire's Revenge

Strawberry Shame, Billionaire's Revenge

The box arrived on Valentine's Day, filled not with chocolates, but with used, strawberry-flavored condoms – a twisted message from my fiancé, Ethan Vance. For three years, I, Sarah, the rightful Miller heiress, endured his mockery and Chloe Peterson's manipulative presence, all while my tech billionaire grandfather insisted I choose an heir from four men who only ever loved Chloe. This time, on our shared birthday, Chloe, feigning injury and tears, framed me for kidnapping within moments of arriving at our Aspen ski resort party, turning Ethan and the others against me, leaving me shivering and deserted in the freezing lodge. Ethan, my supposed fiancé, ripped off my jacket to give to her, his eyes blazing with fury, as his friends-my so-called "chosen heirs"-circled like vultures, accusing me of cruelty and jealousy. Left locked in the sub-zero night, my phone dead from the cold, I finally blew the emergency whistle Grandpa gave me, summoning my quiet bodyguard, Mark Davis, who arrived like a dark knight in shining armor. "I said, take off your ski jacket." I faced Ethan Vance, heart hardened. "I don't want you anymore." Tonight, at the grand dinner, my new fiancé, Mark Davis, CEO of Skyward Holdings, will stand by my side as I reclaim my dignity. He' ll watch as I expose Ethan and Chloe, turning their cruel games back on them, and watch as they lose everything. This isn't just a birthday party anymore; it's a reckoning.