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Why does love feels so uncomfortable

Why does love feels so uncomfortable

-- Lara Smith, the only daughter of the influential Smith family, had never truly owned her life. Even though she was born into wealth and privilege, her parents saw her less as a daughter and more as a bargaining chip. When their company teetered on the edge of bankruptcy, they used her as collateral in a desperate deal - a move that would entangle her with two men, William and Rufus, both chosen for her benefit, though she felt nothing for them. Her heart, however, had always belonged elsewhere. The day Tomson - her childhood sweetheart - returned, old emotions came rushing back. It felt like destiny had given her a second chance at love. But that chance turned to ruin. Tomson shattered her, playing her heart like a pawn in a chess game, using her vulnerabilities against her until she was left broken and humiliated. In the wreckage of her trust, Liam appeared. Unlike anyone she had ever known, Liam was patient, kind, and unwavering. He didn't just speak of love - he proved it in every gesture, every glance, every word. Slowly, he rebuilt her faith in something she thought had died forever. With him, she began to heal, to dream, and to believe again. Then tragedy struck. A plane crash. Liam was gone. The news ripped through her like a blade, leaving her hollow and numb. But grief soon turned into suspicion. Something didn't feel right. The pieces didn't add up. Her instincts were right. Liam wasn't dead. His "death" had been fabricated, his body replaced with that of a dead police officer. And behind it all was Olivia - Lara's rival and Tomson's bitter ex-girlfriend. Olivia had orchestrated the lie, weaving it into a web of deceit designed to destroy Lara's happiness, fuel old misunderstandings, and keep her trapped in a cycle of heartbreak. But Lara was no longer the naive girl who could be moved around like a game piece. Fueled by determination, she set out to uncover the truth. Each clue brought her closer to the heart of the conspiracy, unraveling the schemes and betrayals that had haunted her for years. In the end, she exposed Olivia's lies, dismantled the manipulation, and reclaimed her life. Liam was freed from the shadows of the plot, and together they emerged from the chaos stronger than ever. Against all odds, Lara and Liam finally found the peace they had fought for. And for the first time, Lara wasn't just living for her family's name or their fortune - she was living for herself, and for the love that had survived every storm. ---
Branded By The Devil's Cruel Kiss

Branded By The Devil's Cruel Kiss

Elie Joyce’s entire life was controlled by Ebert Ewing, a ruthless billionaire who held her sick grandmother's survival and her family's freedom in his hands. But on a freezing, stormy night, he forced her into a scandalous scrap of red silk and handed her over to a notorious, disgusting predator. "You aren't an escort. You're just a free gift." Ebert mocked her, using her as a disposable bargaining chip to secure a corporate funding round. When the predator humiliated her, forced high-proof vodka down her throat, and violently pinned her to the floor, Ebert simply watched with dead eyes. And when Ebert finally intervened to brutally beat the man, it wasn't out of mercy. "She is my property. Even if she is trash that I threw away, a filthy pig like you doesn't get to touch her." Afterward, he dragged her battered, barefoot body into his car, only to kick her out into the torrential rain, leaving her on the dark streets to die. Standing in the storm, shivering and bleeding from broken glass, the last shred of Elie's hope shattered. She had sacrificed her dignity and soul, enduring his violent bites and cruel control, just to keep her family alive. Why did she have to suffer this endless, twisted humiliation for a psychopath who only saw her as trash? But she didn't break. Tearing a strip of his expensive shirt to bandage her bleeding foot, Elie gripped her broken stiletto like a knife. With her eyes turning cold and calculating, she limped out of the shadows. She was going to survive, and Ebert Ewing would soon realize she was no longer his obedient prey.
Savage Love (Dare you to love me!)

Savage Love (Dare you to love me!)

GENRE: Dark Romance/Erotica Tags: Mafia, Clans, Romance, Death, Secrets, S£x, Love Triangle, Jealousy, Suspense, Twists, Action, Possession, Tragedy, Unrequited Love, Sci-fi, Age Gap. By, Ariel Mirabel ••∘∘•• DON'T COPY OR REPOST, IDÎOT 😒 『••✎••』 ✭{ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 }✭ Amour sniffed back her tears as she watched the scene before her. Never in her life would she have imagined getting herself in this situation she currently was. It felt like a never ending nightmare. The sound of footsteps was what rented the room, it was coming from a tall figure, his gaze never left the man that was tied down on a chair with both his hands chained down on the table The figure held a sharp silver colored knife in his hand, twirling as if it was his play toy, a vicious smirk playing on his lips Every step he took instilled fear and panic inside the man that was tied down. "Boss.. Boss please forgive me! I was drunk so I thought she was one of the clan's whóre I swear I didn't know she was yours" The man begged like his life depended on it. "Which hand did you use to touch her" Aurelio spoke calmly. "My.. My... L-Left-" He wasn't chanced to finish his sentence when Aurelio cut off his left hand completely. Blood splashed on his cheek as it began bumping out of the man's hand. "Aarrrgghh!!!" The agonizing cry from the man echoed in the room as he peed on himself. Aurelio turned to Amour who looked horrified with the scene she just witnessed. His hands found his way to her neck and he gripped it tightly, bringing her face close to his so he could have a clear view of the terrified look on her face. "This.. Is just the highest level of my kindness compared to what I can do. Remember this, you're mine! Mine to touch, mine to f**k, mine to do whatever I want with... No one else... But me" A drop of tear fell from Amour's eyes. •••• Aurelio Giovanni is the second in command of THE DARK BULLS, one of the biggest mafia empire in Los Angeles, he's the underboss He ruthless, to him "second chance" doesn't exist in his vocabulary Just like air, one never knows his next move. He can be as calm as a gentle breeze but the next minute, a raging hurricane What happens when he sets eye on 22 years old Amour who's just curious to discover the world around her? How did both of them meet? What happens when Aurelio claims Amour as his possession? Will Amour ever escape from his déadly clutches? Or not? What if there's more to it than what meets the eye? Find out! ✍️ Seriously, this is a story you won't wanna miss. Hop on in this ride full of secrets and mysteries you love ❣️
Conquering The Cold Zillionaire Surgeon Heiress

Conquering The Cold Zillionaire Surgeon Heiress

When the Pollard family kicked Alyssa out into the freezing rain, Walter threw a ten-thousand-dollar check into a dirty puddle. "Take it and get out. Don't ever come back," he sneered. Her adoptive mother and stepsister stood on the mansion's porch, mocking her as a worthless country girl who tarnished their wealthy name. They laughed, claiming she wouldn't even be able to afford community college and would be begging on the streets in a week. They looked at her cheap clothes and worn backpack with absolute disgust. They were completely unaware that for the past five years, Alyssa was the secret mastermind who had built their failing gallery into a multi-million-dollar investment empire. Every key investment, every fortune they made, came from the anonymous notes she had slipped into their unread books. They genuinely believed they were business geniuses, while treating the true architect of their wealth like a stray dog. Looking at their smug, arrogant faces, Alyssa didn't feel a shred of sadness, only a cold, sharp irony. They actually believed they had raised her. She stepped close, whispered the master code to Walter's most secret offshore account, and watched the blood completely drain from his face. "I raised you," she said, turning her back on the mansion without hesitation. Walking into the storm, she pulled out a heavily encrypted phone and gave a single, cold order. "Initiate a full hostile takeover of the Pollard Group." It was time to end this little game and step into her true life—as the world's most elusive medical genius, and the long-lost billionaire heiress of the Summers dynasty.