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He Said He Loved Her, But She Kissed Me

He Said He Loved Her, But She Kissed Me

My life was falling apart, much like my Brooklyn apartment with its persistent leak. Then, I stumbled back into the life of Gabrielle Chadwick, the woman who' d ripped my soul out three years ago, only to find her in my best friend' s bed. She was now a ruthless tech CEO, engaged to the same insidious man who' d convinced me I was just her "project." My old wounds bled anew, and I tried to escape, even inventing a fake girlfriend. But Gabrielle wouldn't let me go; she trapped me, demanding answers, which I met with accusations of her playing games. At a lavish industry event, to finally sever our toxic tie, I publicly declared my love for someone else, shattering her. Hours later, she found me, furious, desperate, and after slapping me, kissed me like her life depended on it. We reignited, but then she vanished for an "emergency meeting," leaving me with that familiar sinking feeling. The next day, news broke: Gabrielle was merging her company and marrying her fiancé, and I was fired, my project snatched away as a condition of their deal. Heartbroken, I deleted her number, booked a flight to Berlin, ready to erase her from my life for good. But as my boarding call echoed, the airport screens flashed: "Merger Off! Chadwick Innovations Stock in Freefall!" Then, I heard her scream my name, saw her running towards me barefoot through the terminal, tears streaming down her face, telling me everything was a lie and a fight for us.
His Neglected Wife

His Neglected Wife

My marriage to tech billionaire Carter Ashton was a cold, calculated alliance. We projected power at Dallas galas, but privately, it was pragmatic and devoid of love. Then, one sleepless night, my world shattered. I picked up Carter's tablet, left carelessly. His opened messages revealed "BLH"—Brooke Lynn Hayes, his young intern: "Tonight was amazing. You’re incredible." "Can’t wait to see you again, away from… her." My husband, married for reliability, was just like my scandalous father. The betrayal turned visceral when Brooke Lynn, thinking *I* was the "other woman," burst into my home with friends and attacked me. As they tore at my clothes, Carter arrived. He didn't defend me, his wife; instead, he dismissed it as a "misunderstanding," protected his intern, and offered a museum board seat to buy my silence. "She’s just a kid," he sneered, "she got carried away." His words cut deeper. To be dismissed, humiliated, and told his infidelity was "how it works in our world"—casually offered "discreet companionship" if "unfulfilled"—ignited a raw fury. He disregarded my pain, despite knowing my mother's quiet suffering from similar affairs. But I wouldn’t be my mother. His callousness wasn't just a wound; it was a spark. Done with being silent and suffering, I decided to play his game. My phone buzzed: "Heard you had some excitement. Need a distraction? - R." Rhys Donovan. A new game, on my terms.
My Senorita

My Senorita

​For months, a mysterious, beautiful bird made Angelo's balcony her home. What Angelo didn't know was that his little visitor wasn't just a bird-and she had a front-row seat to his chaotic love life. Every single day, she watched a revolving door of women enter his apartment. ​"What is he doing? He seems to be enjoying himself..." the birdie mumbled to herself, peeping through the bedroom keyhole. Lost in curiosity, she leaned in too far. The door cracked open, losing its latch, and she tumbled onto the hardwood floor. ​When she looked down, the feathers were gone. She was completely nude, possessing the body of a stunning twenty-four-year-old woman. ​"Oh my goodness... how did I transform?" she gasped, staring at her new hands in shock. ​The heavens had taken pity on the lonely creature, granting her a human life. But with no memory of a family or a home, she was entirely at his mercy. Angelo named her Señorita. ​At thirty, Angelo is the ultimate eye-candy-and he knows it. Secretly dubbed the "National Playboy," he doesn't believe in love. To him, women are purely a pastime, and his only criterion is how good they are in bed. But fate has a wicked sense of humor, turning his innocent pet into his ultimate temptation. ​Bound together by necessity, the chemistry between them quickly ignites into a record-breaking, breathless romance. ​But Angelo's heart is a fortress. When the feathers clear and the truth comes to light, will he accept his Señorita for who she truly is? ​And more importantly... can a bird destined for the skies truly stay human forever?