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My Gangster Boyfriend

My Gangster Boyfriend

First and foremost, he's a man who avoids physical contact because he doesn't want to catch any germs or bacteria. He's also a man who doesn't know the words 'Please,' 'Sorry,' and Oh, I forgot, he doesn't know the word 'respect' either. He's sensitive. Sensitive to food, the smell of those around him, and even the color of your skin – he'll meddle with it. That's how sensitive he is. He doesn't want to associate with those who don't meet his sensitivity standards. He's high-maintenance. And yes, he's even more high-maintenance than I am. He always knows what he wants and how to get it. He's a cunning, tricky bad boy. He knows how to play, and he's a skilled player. What does he play? This fool plays with feelings. Oh, I forgot, he's a heartbreaker. He's not someone who goes around pleasing others and ensuring their happiness. I'm telling you; he doesn't care about anyone's feelings. Also, he doesn't want to be taken advantage of or pushed around. He doesn't want anyone overshadowing him or not recognizing him. He's an attention seeker! He lets people think what they want. He never worries about someone's approval and does what he thinks feels right. He's a damn selfish, one-of-a-kind man. He cares only about himself. He believes he's better than anyone else, and no one in the world is above him. Yeah, he's got an excessive amount of confidence in himself! He has standards on who he'll talk to. He doesn't like those with missing teeth, metal in their teeth, or bleeding lips. I mean, those wearing lipstick. He's not nice! Definitely not. He's a cold person. He's a bad boy. He's mean and harsh. He's a cursing machine! He has a terrible temper and gets into a lot of fights! Oh, I forgot again – he's nothing but a gangster!
Betrayed Bride, Reborn Architect

Betrayed Bride, Reborn Architect

My masterpiece, "Greenhaven," was about to change the world. Five years of my life, my soul, poured into sustainable architecture, culminating tonight in a grand unveiling. I scanned the ballroom for David, my fiancé, my partner in work and life. We were a team, meant to marry after this launch. But he was distant, cloaked in late-night meetings, telling me to trust him. Then I saw him on stage, not with me, but with Victoria Hayes, my ruthless rival, her arm possessively around his waist. The CEO announced "Elysian Fields," a project backed by David Thompson and Victoria Hayes. My designs flashed on screen, every detail mine, but my name was nowhere. The applause was thunderous. David leaned into the microphone, his smile sickeningly bright. "Victoria has not only been my partner in business but has become the partner of my heart. We're engaged." Cameras flashed, capturing their faces, the thieves who stole my life's work and my future. My phone vibrated: a text from my boss. "Don't come to the office tomorrow. You're done. We can't be associated with this kind of scandal." Blacklisted, ruined. In one moment, I lost my project, my fiancé, my career. My world, built around David, crumbled. I stumbled out into the night, nowhere to go. My apartment was our apartment; my friends our friends. I had one last, desperate hope: my estranged uncle Robert. He was a disgraced civil engineer, a recluse I hadn't spoken to in a decade. "Sarah?" he answered, his voice raspy. "Uncle Robert," I choked, "I need help. I have nowhere else to go." A long pause, then: "I have a car coming for you. It will be there in twenty minutes. It will bring you to me." He hung up. Sliding down the cold brick wall, I understood. I was leaving my old life behind, a lie. I was running toward a future I couldn't imagine, a future that began with a man I barely knew. My only family left. But the betrayal didn't stop there. Weeks later, David arrived at my uncle's, demanding I sign away my design rights, threatening to sue me for breach of partnership. Victoria emerged, displaying expertly faked emails framing me for industrial espionage. "Sign the papers, Sarah," Victoria hissed. "Or this gets leaked to every news outlet and the district attorney. Industrial espionage carries a hefty prison sentence." Just when I thought I was utterly trapped, two large men grabbed me. "Take her. We'll hold her somewhere she can have time to reconsider her position." I was thrown into a car, plunged into darkness. They weren't just destroying my career; they were taking my freedom. The cold isolation in their private facility was designed to break me, but it only fueled my rage. Victoria appeared, demanding I sign a confession, cementing their false narrative. "No," I defied. The guard tasered me. But the real breaking point came when Victoria, with chilling calm, slammed a heavy book onto my hand, twisting my fingers at unnatural angles. "Architects are nothing without their hands," she sneered. My scream echoed the agony and a new, burning hatred. They were celebrating their wedding in my designed atrium in two days, while I was imprisoned, crippled. They aimed to destroy me, but they had only forged me into something stronger. This was no longer about a career or a broken heart. This was about justice. This was war.
His Betrayed Wife: A Vengeful Return

His Betrayed Wife: A Vengeful Return

Savannah, an oil heiress, gave up everything for love, marrying Sheriff Brady and settling into a seemingly perfect ranch life in Kansas, pregnant with their first child. However, the idyllic bubble burst the moment her daughter, Lily, was born when the doctor revealed an impossible truth: her four closest friends, cohabiting with them, were all pregnant by Brady. He dismissed it as a mere "accident," while his mother, Martha, brazenly declared it a divine blessing for the family’s legacy. Savannah’s demand for a divorce was met with a brutal slap from Martha, who scorned her as barren and labeled Lily a "useless girl." Soon after, baby Lily inexplicably died, only for Savannah to discover her tiny daughter had been secretly buried in their backyard like a discarded secret. Then, Martha was poisoned, and Savannah was cruelly framed for the murder, leading to her committal to a grim state mental asylum where Brady seized control of her entire inheritance. Trapped, medicated, and despairing, Savannah wrestled with the unfathomable betrayal by the man lauded as a hero, questioning how her life had devolved into such a waking nightmare. But a flickering ember of hope ignited when a new nurse delivered a cryptic signal—a small, silver X—leading to a dramatic escape from a staged asylum fire with the help of Ethan, the man she once abandoned. Vowing to reclaim her name and avenge her child, Savannah embarks on a relentless path to expose Sheriff Brady’s monstrous truth, whatever the cost.
BAD BOYS GIRL

BAD BOYS GIRL

SYNOPSIS Wyatt a young boy of 16, well built muscular body, nice hair which he changes its color steady you will never know the color of his, got dark brown eye contact, red lips, just call it a sexy looking guy lived with his rich granny who provided all he needed ever since his parents went to rest (die) which made him spoilt. Wyatt's grand mom Mrs cressida owns one of the richest schools in new York, Mrs cressida is a retired teacher. Mrs cressida made a decision of registering her grand son Wyatt in her school ROSEY GOLD HIGH, she never liked the fact that her grand son was far from her in a boarding school and she was damn tired of reports from the school authority about her grand son molesting girls. Alizeh is a young pretty average height girl of 15 with a shinny brown hair, brown eyes, pink lips, neatly curved hips and nice butt. Alizeh lives with her rich parents and lived comfortably but alizeh never showed off, you could only see richness in her crazy dress sense, her looks and the way she styles her hair. Alizeh attends Rosey gold high and she never had a friend if not lux her only friend who understands her mode, alizeh is a very calm girl but strict and mean. Alizeh having only one friend and talks to no one never stopped her from having an enemy. Cyrus the head of the red lipstick girls never stopped making alizeh's life miserable, not until Wyatt as every girls prince charming came. ©Pop Precious