Romance Books for Women
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In His Brother's Arms
Aria thought she had the perfect marriage. For three years, she's been the devoted wife of Justin D'Cruz; her best friend, her first love, and a member of the powerful D'Cruz billionaire family. But her fairytale shatters the day she discovers the truth: Justin has a mistress. Worse, he's plotting to divorce her... and he never planned to give her the one thing she always wanted-a child. Shattered and betrayed, Aria's world collapses. Until the most unexpected person steps in; Justin's elder brother, Aaron. He's everything Justin isn't-protective, steady, and willing to fight for her. He offers her a shocking solution to divorce Justin and marry him instead. Aria is forced to make an impossible choice. Now, caught between the hatred of her ex-husband and the forbidden love of his brother, Aria must decide: will she let her broken heart destroy her, or risk everything for the man who wants to put her back together?/0/55020/coverorgin.jpg?v=ea71ecf84187976e671851f6f01f3561&imageMogr2/format/webp)
LOVE, OBSESSION & TRAUMA
This is a story about two billionaire families and business partners who wanted to maintain long lasting relationship by marrying their children to each other, unfortunately the boy turn out to be a drug addict, flirt and violent. The billionaire son abused and assaulted the billionaire daughter not minding that she is asthmatic. She fainted from asthma attack and went into coma after her abusive partner assaulted her. Her body was found by the roadside by a noble young poor guy June who took her to the hospital and struggled to pay her bills. She woke up three days after with amnesia after losing her six weeks baby due to domestic violence. Her mother vowed to get justice she is an attorney. The billionaire daughter fell in love with June and elope with him from the hospital, meanwhile the nurse who treated the rich lady started an obsessive affair with June. One other lady also wanted to marry June and it became a war of love, obsession and battle. June discovered he had super powers and uses it to protect his loved ones and got justice for his family./0/81145/coverorgin.jpg?v=842564f0eca43c0757fe91842c5c7b3a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Afterthought Boyfriend
The pen hovered, ready to sign the lease for our new apartment, signaling a huge step forward after seven years with Chloe. This was supposed to be it, our future, a real home we'd finally share. Then, her phone buzzed for the third time in minutes, betraying the familiar source of chaos: Liam. "He needs me," she whispered, already pulling away, leaving me stranded with two unsigned leases and a bewildered agent. My heart sank when I scrolled social media to find Liam's smug selfie with Chloe, her arm around him, captioned "My angel, always there." Her follow-up text wasn't "Are you okay?" but an angry accusation: "Are you trying to make me look bad? I'm dealing with something real here." The supposed "crisis" was a lie, a performance designed to put Liam first, as always. Seven years of always being second, of cancelled plans and hollow apologies, now burned with the bitter truth: he wasn't having a relapse, he was just having my Chloe. Every single time, her excuses and empty promises had left me feeling like an afterthought, my feelings dismissed. How could I have been so foolishly hopeful, clinging to the belief that her fleeting affection was genuine love, not just a desperate cling to a safety net? Then, my boss offered an escape: a lead designer position in San Francisco, a chance for a fresh start. I was done with the lies, the neglect, the constant battle for a love that wasn't truly mine. Looking Chloe in the eye, despite my fever, I declared, "We're over. Your apologies are always too late." This time, I was choosing myself, walking away for good./0/82553/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106200519&imageMogr2/format/webp)
No Longer His Doll
I loved Michael so fully, a quiet burning devotion for my youth pastor, believing he was my soulmate. Then he left me for his "true love." In a fit of desperate jealousy, I hired men to just `scare` him, but it went horribly wrong. He suffered a head injury, waking with amnesia, claiming I was the only woman he remembered, the only one he loved. Guilt gnawed at me, but I clung to his twisted miracle, marrying him fast. My mother warned me, her voice weak but firm: "Sarah, this isn't right." I dismissed her, blinded by supposed love. Months later, in an isolated cabin during brutal childbirth, I heard Michael' s voice, cold and ruthless. He confessed his amnesia was a lie, a scheme with my stepsister, Jessica, his true love. They planned to steal my baby and force me into degradation. My baby girl was murdered by him, yet I was forced to breastfeed Jessica' s child, a constant, sickening humiliation. My mother' s warnings echoed, a devastating realization setting in: I was just a pawn, a "milk machine." But when Jessica cruelly revealed my own child had been slowly poisoned, something in me snapped. Broken, but not defeated, Mama V – an old friend of my late mother – recognized me when Michael dumped me at a decrepit city club, fully intending to sell me into a life I couldn't bear. She offered me a choice: sing for my life, or be swallowed by despair. I chose to sing. And I chose to live./0/95068/coverorgin.jpg?v=01872a17da8164d9292807c383689879&imageMogr2/format/webp)
DARK SEDUCTION {EROTICA SHORT STORIES}
Behind every forbidden glance or every reckless touch, is a secret too dangerous to resist. From the lecture hall to the royal court, from quiet bedrooms to stages. Dark Seduction lures you into the shadows where lust, power, and obsession collide. These stories unravel desires told to deny, teacher and student, bodyguard and singers, lawyers and clients, kings and maids, lovers turned enemies. Some sins are whispered. Others are screamed in the dark and All of them will leave you breathless. Indulge in eleven volumes of forbidden desire, where every chapter is soaked in heat, danger, and submission./0/83961/coverorgin.jpg?v=95598cf88d367bb5ed7c3dbb6602b056&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Sacred Reckoning
For years, I was Gabrielle Johns: a dedicated librarian in our sleepy Utah town, and the devout wife of Matthew Scott, a man cherished by our church. My deepest prayer was for children, and after embracing IVF and discovering I was having quadruplets, I truly believed God had answered my prayers fourfold. My brutal pregnancy was a testament to my faith, and Matthew, my "devoted" husband, orchestrated prayer circles, praising my suffering as a mother's beautiful love. Then, six months in, at a church potluck, my world shattered. Hiding in the garden, I overheard Matthew and two elders. Matthew, the man I loved, calmly explained how I was merely a "vessel," a "righteous sacrifice" carrying children for his mistress, his sister, his old friend, and his deceased fiancée's parents. He chuckled, deeming me "so trusting," "so naive," for believing these impossible pregnancies were ours. My casserole dish crashed, mirroring the implosion within me. Each kick from inside became a violation, a chilling reminder of his cold deception. I stumbled home, the truth a gaping wound, forced to play the loving wife while a cold rage hardened my core. He' d not only used my infertility, he' d caused it, poisoning me for years with "supplements" to destroy my eggs. My love incinerated, replaced by a singular, burning desire. The devout, forgiving Gabrielle died that night. The woman who remained knew one thing with absolute certainty: She wanted revenge. She would make Matthew pay, not with quick death, but with a living hell far worse./0/51735/coverorgin.jpg?v=c6aeecb27bb3c3324d176d5b7e3b3b07&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Dangerous Love
Erada and Olivia are identical twin sisters who were separated at birth, one grew up as an heiress to one of the four main families in Green city while the other became the leader of the most notorious group of mercenaries, Daera, her name brings fear into everyone's heart, cold and merciless, she will kill everyone who stands in her way. When Daera decides to seek revenge, she is determined not to spare anyone, not even her identical twin sister. In her quest for revenge, she meets Draco Steele, the CEO of Glam jewelries, the most formidable billionaire in Green city and Olivia's first love, Erada's aim was to use Draco just to exact her revenge but she slowly starts too fall for this dark dangerous billionaire. What happens when the two sisters gets stuck in a messy love affair ***/0/91470/coverorgin.jpg?v=adf14bc6d5565dcfe52b91b85b795c14&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Five-Year Deception, A Lifetime of Payback
I was the long-lost Donovan heiress, finally brought home after a childhood in foster care. My parents adored me, my husband cherished me, and the woman who tried to ruin my life, Kiera Reese, was locked away in a mental facility. I was safe. I was loved. On my birthday, I decided to surprise my husband, Ivan, at his office. But he wasn't there. I found him at a private art gallery across town. He was with Kiera. She wasn't in a facility. She was radiant, laughing as she stood beside my husband and their five-year-old son. I watched through the glass as Ivan kissed her, a familiar, loving gesture he’d used with me just that morning. I crept closer and overheard them. My birthday wish to go to the amusement park had been denied because he’d already promised the entire park to their son—whose birthday was the same day as mine. "She’s so grateful to have a family, she’d believe anything we tell her," Ivan said, his voice laced with a cruelty that stole my breath. "It's almost sad." My entire reality—my loving parents who funded this secret life, my devoted husband—was a five-year lie. I was just the fool they kept on stage. My phone buzzed. It was a text from Ivan, sent while he stood with his real family. "Just got out of the meeting. So exhausting. I miss you." The casual lie was the final blow. They thought I was a pathetic, grateful orphan they could control. They were about to find out just how wrong they were./0/85369/coverorgin.jpg?v=0872952bf9220b1a280dd03e133c43c1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Betrayal, Her Burning Revenge
The leather seats of the Rolls-Royce were cold against my bare skin, just like the emptiness inside me after another stolen encounter with Ethan Vance. I was Scarlett Hayes, a sharp fashion designer, entangled with a tech billionaire, a genius admired by the world. But tonight, the usual rush was gone, replaced by a chilling void as I watched city lights blur past. Then, a message on Ethan' s laptop caught my eye: "Ethan, the storm scares me..." From "Willow." Willow, my sickly stepsister, a name that tasted like bitter poison. My phone buzzed. It was Ethan. "I have to step out for a bit. An emergency. Stay here." He rushed out, leaving me with a cold dread. I tracked his car to a high-end hotel, and what I saw shattered my world: Ethan, tenderly carrying Willow like she was made of glass. He was her protector, her long-lost sweetheart; the two painful parts of my life colliding. Suddenly, Willow wasn't just some delicate girl. She was Ethan's past, and now, my stepsister. Rage, betrayal, and a deep, aching hurt swirled inside me. The arranged marriage my father forced on me wasn't just an escape anymore. It was a weapon. My revenge. Two days later, homeless and broke after a vengeful shopping spree, Ethan found me. He offered me refuge. I saw the handsome, deceptive face of the man who had played me for a fool. A week later, at Willow' s welcome-home party, the ultimate humiliation struck. In a cruel game, Ethan chose Willow repeatedly-for kindness, for trust, and finally, on a sinking ship, to save. His silence when asked who he loved more was a public verdict. He chose Willow. He always would. Something inside me snapped. I lunged at Willow, my hands finding her fragile neck. Ethan pulled me off, his face a mask of cold fury, choosing her even then. "He was never yours," Willow hissed after I was detained. "This whole affair? It was my idea. He recorded everything. All for me." The betrayal was monstrous. I walked out, went to his penthouse, and systematically destroyed it. I burned everything to the ground. The "ailing" groom in the South, Liam Sterling, was not what I expected. He was healthy, charming, and looked at me as a long-lost dream, confessing he had orchestrated the arranged marriage just to meet me. Just as I found a flicker of peace, a fragile hope for a new life, Ethan came back. He interrupted my engagement party, a wild, desperate man, publicly declaring his love for me. But it was too late. I rejected him. I had a new, real life. On the eve of my wedding, in a final, mad act of possession, Ethan kidnapped me. He took me to a secluded private island. He tried to rekindle our past with lavish gifts and desperate affection. I feigned compliance, secretly planning my escape. I managed to get a message to Liam. He came for me. As we escaped, a cliff collapsed. Ethan, in a single, selfless act, threw himself in front of us. He saved us. The last thing I saw before everything went black was Ethan, lying broken at the bottom of the cliff. He lost. I won. But deep down, a question lingered: what kind of love could twist so violently?/1/106488/coverorgin.jpg?v=915746e254587d9caafc882c0b845293&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Revenge Marriage: The Jilted Ballerina's Comeback
I stood in the ballroom of the Pierre Hotel, holding a champagne flute that felt like a fragile anchor against a rising tide of anxiety. Across the room, the crowd of New York's elite parted as my fiancé, Campbell Brock, stepped onto the stage to announce a historic merger-and a shocking engagement to someone else. "I am proud to announce my engagement to Kandice Rose," he said, pulling the "real" daughter of the family into his arms while looking right through me as if I were a ghost. I dropped my glass, the crystal shattering at my feet, but the public humiliation was only the beginning. By the next morning, I was a viral meme dubbed the "Meltdown Girl," and the American Ballet Theatre had suspended me from my position as principal dancer for "moral turpitude." My bank accounts were frozen, my reputation was in tatters, and Kandice was on a livestream tearfully claiming I was a jealous foster girl who had tried to seduce Campbell behind her back. I had spent four years building a life with this man, only to be discarded like a piece of old wallpaper the moment a better business deal came along. How could the man who promised me a future turn me into a national joke overnight, and why was the world so eager to believe I was the villain in my own tragedy? When my high school best friend, the notorious billionaire playboy Charlton Bernard, found me drinking tequila in a dive bar, he didn't offer me a shoulder to cry on. He slid a marriage contract across the table and pressed a black titanium credit card into my hand. "Marry me for a year, Daphne," he said, his eyes burning with a dark, protective intensity that made my heart race. "We'll join their reality show as newlyweds and show the world exactly who the real winner is." I looked at the card, then at the man who had always been my shadow, and realized that being sensible had only gotten me dumped on a stage. "Let's go get married."/0/50640/coverorgin.jpg?v=aa2cd5d3cc2eda4c3d2e473d4c2cf906&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Sweetest Obsession
The complex love between desire and pain intertwined a captivating tale of obsession and redemption. The story unravels around the fascinating love between Samantha and Liam. They have been a perfect and ideal couple since they got married after all the heartbreaks they encountered just to fight for their love for those people who are the cause of their separation. They fix their painful history of love. After they confront the person who concealed their separation rendering between love and hate./0/18414/coverorgin.jpg?v=e6fcc829662eea7afc45d07accf869e2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Cruel Blind Alpha
Leah Indica was always a nice, sweet, innocent girl. She always helped anyone who needed help, it was her passion. She loved to make people happy, more importantly she wanted a mate to make happy, to love, and to cherish him. At Eighteen, she finds a mate. He is known as the most cold hearted Alpha in Romania. He has wiped away many of packs and has gone on killing sprees for fun. She tries to help him and be the best possible mate for him, and she overlooks the fact that he is blind. However, he seems to not have the same feelings in return. He only cares about one thing, his eyesight, which he can never get back. He often takes his rage out on her, when all she wants is his love. She wonders herself if she could possibly melt his cold exterior. She tries to help him in so many ways, but sometimes overwhelming love can consume a person. ~ Alec's hand gripped my wrist hard, "You're coming with me back to my pack." He stated. "No, I'm not." I pushed myself to say this. His nails were now digging into my skin. "Ouch! You're hurting me. Let me go!" I struggled to get my hands free. The man gave me an apologetic look, "Alpha, you're hurting her." Alec retracted his hands while I rubbed my mine. "Okay, let me make this clear," The sadistic smirk showed off his white teeth, "You either come with me or I'll declare war and slaughter your pack. You know I will and can." My jaw dropped at his demands. "Are you serious?" This is absurd. "Do I look like I'm joking." I could tell he wasn't, he meant every word. "I can't leave my family," I stated. "You will. Or else you'll have none. If you don't come, I'll torture your family. Even down to the youngest one." My mind wandered off to my goofy little brother, and he had crossed a line. INCLUDING: ~Mature Language~ ~Marijuana and Alcohol~ ~Domestic Abuse~/0/23420/coverorgin.jpg?v=a7a7c01bc17c05d6788c3b1add224064&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Diary of a family love cycle
They started as strangers. Khaleel Kamara is the popular kid in school and Tonaya Whitley is a foster girl that got assess into an elite private school through scholarship. Upon starting of a new semester, Khaleel and Tonaya were needed to improve their grades. They were paired up on a project that could help with the problem. Working on the project, Khaleel found a diary which might lead Tonaya to finding her parent but also reveals a path to Khaleel's unknown true identity. However, on their journey, they started to develop feelings for each other which made them came across Jealousy, Rivalry, Bully and Envy. *** Daniya Kamara and Morgan Koch grew up together, they started as friends. When puberty hits, they both developed hidden feelings for each other. However, despite trying to avoid ruining there friendship, they still expressed their feelings, but then...Morgan moved away to college in different country and Daniyan stayed to pursue his career on art. They tried keeping up with long distance which started to erase the trust they had for each other. What will happen to there friendship? And will they be able to hold on to their trust for each other?/0/47042/coverorgin.jpg?v=36c06cc7e6a33e7bd7261d1d0720d8b6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Luna who said No (Luna awakening her true power)
Due to unfounded charges, Sarah's parents pass away, and Sarah joins the pack as an enslaved person. All she wanted was to grow up and leave the pack. She thus decided to reject her Alpha mate after learning that he was the son of the pack's Alpha. Everyone had adored Nathan since birth thanks to his good looks, friendliness, and zeal as the pack's future alpha. He was saddened to learn that his partner was a pack enslaved person, but he couldn't help but pay attention to Sarah. He was utterly insane up until Sarah rejected him. Sarah, who turned down her partner, learned the truth about her birth; she was a witch's daughter with exceptional mind-reading skills, and she went on to become a well-known negotiator. The Moon Goddess offered Sarah another chance two years later, but Sarah discovered that her companion was still Nathan. What else is going to occur between them? Will Sarah decide to accept Nathan after his significant personality shift or reject him once more?/0/86777/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106212439&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Best Friend Zone: A Brutal Awakening
"Ava, I only see you as a friend." Ethan's quiet words in the noisy bar landed like a ton of bricks, shattering my decade-long crush into a million pieces. I had just poured out years of hidden feelings, only to be met with those five simple words. It was a clear, brutal end to a love story I had directed, starred in, and watched all by myself. He finally looked at me, his expression full of a pity I didn' t want. "You' re my best friend, Ava. I don' t want to lose that." That phrase, 'best friend' , felt like a curse, a box he put me in, safe from my affections. For years, I had held onto fleeting moments, replaying them like favorite movie scenes, only to realize they were just casual gestures from a friend. My entire devotion had unknowingly sabotaged any other chance at a relationship. I was his sun, but he saw me as just another planet in a predictable orbit. The realization was liberating and devastating all at once. Driven by a desperate need to numb the ache, I found myself in a dark bar, downing tequila shots. It was there, amidst the haze, that Liam Walker, my deceased best friend Lily' s younger brother, found me. He saw through my pain, calling Ethan an idiot for not seeing my brilliance, a compliment that pierced through my drunken despair. He saw me not just as a friend, but as someone brilliant. His fierce kindness was too much, leading to a messy, desperate kiss that I instantly regretted upon waking. The guilt, tied to Lily' s memory, was a heavy weight. I believed I had crossed an irreversible line with the boy I'd practically watched grow up. My panic reached a peak when Ethan called, only for Liam to answer and coldly declare, "She was a little busy crying her eyes out after you broke her heart. You' re a bit late with the concern." He hung up, leaving me with a terrifying but thrilling jolt of electricity. Before I could process it, I sent Liam away, convinced I was just like Ethan, careless with others' hearts. But watching Ethan with his new girlfriend, Sarah, and realizing he had let my unrequited love fester out of fear, shattered my remaining illusions. Why did he never love me, even for a second? Why did he let me waste all those years? The bitter truth solidified: he was a coward, too afraid of real loss to embrace something real. And in that moment, I resolved to reclaim my life, to shed the heavy coat of unrequited love, and for the first time, choose myself./0/28426/coverorgin.jpg?v=9b7b74709846220d56bd2c5701729252&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Hot Professor
Sandra Morgan, is a rich spoiled kid. She gets everything that she wishes for. There isn't a guy who can resist her charm. However, a bet that she lost to her friends made her kiss the third guy coming from the college entrance, not just a kiss but a kiss that will make him turn on and arise the desire to an instant that he will wish to make love right there. To everyone's surprise,e who thought that it would be a piece of cake for her, the man pushed her away let alone being turned on. As if it was not enough that they find out that this man was none other than a new professor of philosophy and is in charge of maintaining disciplines. What will happen next? How will Sarah survive the wrath of Professor? “ Weren't you scared doing all those dirty things? ” the officer asked, looking at her with dumbfounded eyes “ Sometimes you are too scared to be scared, ” she replied, PS: This story is not just about romance. It deals with all the issues that teenagers nowadays face like bullying, drugs, sex, homosexuality, rape, incest, etc. This story has mature content and is R18. Read only if you can take all../0/57054/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260526092610&imageMogr2/format/webp)
ALPHA'S HUMAN MATE.
Chris, the Alpha of a powerful werewolf pack, grapples with his fate after discovering that his fated mate, Jill, is a human. This shocking revelation not only challenges his deeply ingrained prejudices but also threatens the stability of his pack. Jill's father, Daniel, is entangled in a sinister plot involving a dangerous drug, vynul, which pushes werewolves into violent, uncontrollable states. As Chris battles his growing attraction to Jill, he must also confront the havoc wreaked by vynul and the elusive Cain, the mastermind behind its distribution. Amidst political intrigue, rogue werewolves, and the looming threat of exposure to the human world, Chris's determination to protect his pack is tested. His struggle intensifies when he discovers Phil’s scent permeating his personal space, indicating her bold, rebellious nature. Torn between his duty as Alpha and his undeniable connection to Jill, Chris navigates a treacherous path filled with violence, betrayal, and forbidden desire. The story unfolds in a high-stakes environment where the lines between love and duty blur, and the survival of both humans and werewolves hangs in the balance./0/19822/coverorgin.jpg?v=56169e4331fd318a2a1b3c73ebc34806&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Give Me A Second Chance
Riya and Kayish were madly in love, so deeply that everyone believed that they would end up in a happy married life. That's how he loved her. He was very possessive of his property, especially when it comes to his girl. On the other hand, Riya was blindly in love with him. She left her parents because of him, she found her happiness within him and was ready to start a new life but an unexpected tragedy happened in their life that no one could have ever predicted. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She had a good news for him. She was so happy. After all those things that she has been through, finally, their family will be complete. She already waited a whole day and she now she just couldn't wait to share her happiness with him. But just as she was about to tell him, he broke her fragile heart into million pieces and left her saying it was all just a drama he played with her all along; The marriage which she preached was just another key to win her trust and to fulfill his vengeance. He dumped her that day without knowing that he left a piece of him growing inside her. Does he get the chance to know about his child? What will happen when these two cross their paths in the future? Will they let go off their revenge and ego and hatred to get back their love? Or will it be too late for him to realise his mistake? Read to find out what happens. ; )/0/85682/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106210312&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Heartless Plan, Her Bitter End
For three years, I painted by day and worked dead-end jobs by night, all to fund my brilliant musician husband, David, battling a rare illness. My latest sacrifice was night shifts at the Sterling Art Gallery-dangerous, but it paid for his experimental treatments. Then, a laugh drifted from a private room, strong and vibrant, just like David's, but not the weak one I knew. "You should have seen her face, Em," he chuckled, "She actually believes I need that new 'serum' from Switzerland. Another fifty grand, just like that." My world shattered as Emily, his childhood friend, replied, "Three years of this, and she still thinks you're a poor, dying musician." He gloated about this "brilliant plan" to exploit me, calling marrying me his "biggest mistake," all while planning to use our unborn child as his "ticket out." Before I could process the monstrous truth, the gallery was raided; my mother, bringing me soup, was brutally thrown, her head striking a pedestal. David and Emily, seeing everything from their sleek black car, simply drove away, leaving me and my dying mother. He arrived at the hospital later, weaving a masterful performance of a worried husband. As he reached for my hand, the nurse delivered the fatal blow: my mother was gone. Then Emily waltzed in, lilies in hand, cooing fake sympathy before flaunting a photo of her and David, with a caption solidifying their "true love." A rich male friend tossed hundreds onto my blanket, "For your trouble. Should be enough to cover a funeral for whatever working-class family you came from." My grief calcified into icy rage. "Assault, robbery, and accessory to murder," I stated calmly, "And you know, it's amazing what a security camera in a high-end gallery can pick up. Even the sound. I'm sure the police will be very interested in the recording of my husband and his mistress discussing three years of felony fraud just before the 'robbery' happened." Silence fell. He had underestimated me. I lost everything-my mother, my husband, my baby that would never be. But in losing everything, I had nothing left to fear. "You want me to sell my grandmother's apartment? Fine. But not for us. For me. You will transfer five hundred thousand dollars into my personal bank account. Today." I hung up, laying a trap./0/18727/coverorgin.jpg?v=23f1b349b0b7d09be79e3086189cba82&imageMogr2/format/webp)
