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The Billionaire's Stolen Heirs

The Billionaire's Stolen Heirs

"Ahhhh!" I screamed out in pain while holding my reddened cheek with my hand and the pregnancy test kit with the other. "I'll kill you if you ever mention to Derek that you're carrying his child! Take this money and abort that thing in your womb, you whore!" Christina yelled at me with anger written all over her face after giving me a stinging slap, she looked like she could erupt any moment from now. -- Grace didn't plan for any of these to happen, she was just a secretary to one of the prominent billionaires in New York. One night at a gala, Mr. Derek, the CEO, who was drunk, took a liking to her and slept with her against her will. Unfortunately, Christina, Derek's Fiancee who was betrothed to Derek to broaden their family's business and enterprise, walks in on them while they are sleeping. To secure her position, she pushes Grace out of the bed and slips in beside Derek who was too drunk to remember who he slept with. She later fakes a pregnancy to trap Derek's attention and love. When Christina finds out Grace is pregnant with Derek's babies, she threatens her life and sends her out of the country while Derek is kept in the dark. What happens when the truth unfolds years later, and the Billionaire CEO finds out he has twins in another part of the country and that his so-called wife was a cheat and a fraud who slept with his brother and gave birth to his child? Will Grace let Derek take her children away from her or will fate bring them together or keep them apart?
The Female CEO's Obsession

The Female CEO's Obsession

At twenty-four, Annelise de Valois has the world at her feet. She's the CEO of a rapidly expanding empire. Old money flows through her veins-the kind that makes new money look like spare change. She lives in a heavily guarded château that no one can breach-no rivals, no suitors, not even paparazzi with drones. Her grandfather, a business legend, backs her. Other titans of industry admire her. Her enemies? They either grovel or disappear. Whatever she wants, she gets. A company? Snapped up. A competitor? Obliterated. A scandal? Buried before it even sees the light of day. She has everything. Except him. Leander Grimaldi. He's too young, too trusting, too fucking pure for someone like her. A five-year age gap isn't much, and the decades-old alliance between their families shouldn't even matter. The real problem is him. Leander has never known betrayal, never played the cutthroat games of high society, never learned to second-guess every word or every smile. Meanwhile, Annelise lives and breathes that world. She doesn't just play the game-she is the game. While he wanders through life unguarded, she calculates every move ten steps ahead. While he sees the best in people, she sees their weaknesses and exploits them. She should stay away. She should let him think of her as nothing more than a family friend-a big sister who looks out for him, protects him. But she doesn't. She lets herself get too close. She wants him too much. And she always gets what she wants. Even if, this time, taking it means destroying the one thing she can never buy back-his trust.
Meeting Abroad

Meeting Abroad

It's Friday, I just got out of work and who says Friday says Weekend! Except that as my boss took leave for 3 weeks, automatically I too am on vacation, since I am a medical secretary! When I get home, I call Seda, my childhood friend. -S: Maviish! -Me: Mdrr how are you? "I'm going to translate gii by girl mdr" -S: I'm fine and you? -Me: Well yeah wait, I'm on vacation! -S: Vallaha mi? (Swear?) Luck! I work tomorrow. -Me: You work in sales, that's normal. -S: How come you're on vacation? -Me: My boss has taken his leave. He will come back 3 weeks later. -S: Hmm dac. Have you heard from your guy? -Me: In his dün konuştum onunla, ama yarin onu görücem nasil olsa. (Last time I spoke to him was yesterday, but I'm going to see him tomorrow anyway.) -S: Nasil yani? ( What ?) -Me: Yanina gidicem, Ispanya’ya. (I'm going to join him in Spain.) -S: Are you serious? And your mother ? -Me: She was against it at first, but she finally gave in. I took the tickets anyway, I'm going to surprise him. -S: Oh, he doesn't know about it. -Me: No, that’s the purpose of a surprise. -S: Good.. Hayirli yolculuklar ozaman. (Have a good trip then.) -Me: Neyin var? Sevinmedin gibi.. (What's wrong? You don't look happy..) -S: Bah nn. He doesn't deserve you to move for him. -Me: Seda.. -S: Well it's true. Ok he's nice, he's not a bad guy.. but I don't know, I don't feel it. -I know. That's why I go to see him without telling him. -S: Ah well, you have doubts too! -Me: Biraz huylaniyom evet. Ispanya'da iş için gittiğini söyledi ama, ben pek inanmadim. His haftalardir garip davraniyor zaten. (I have a little doubt yes. He told me that he left for work in Spain, but I didn't really believe him. He's been weird for the past few weeks.) -S: You reassure me there. Go see him tomorrow and you'll let me know! -Me: Tkt. Hadi öptüm canim. (Come on kisses my darling.) -S: Optüm! (Kisses !)
ALVANDIA'S GODDESS: SHE'S MINE

ALVANDIA'S GODDESS: SHE'S MINE

"Damatris what are you doing?" "Don't tell me you don't like it, I've seen you do it with your friends. Why don't you do it to me?" "I can't, you're like a sister to me, I can't fuck you." "I know you like me, I can see it in your eyes, if you don't have sex with me, Regina would.... " *** "Bennett what're you doing?" "Let me see where that bastard Fred touched you" he held me staring lustily at my body. "How dare him hurt you? Why didn't you call for my help immediately?" "Why would I call another man into my matrimonial home." "Because I love you, he said as he flung me on the bed." "Bennett, let me go, no! You can't do this to me, I'm married" I cried as I watched him bring out his huge dick. *** "No! She can't be the one, I love her, dad please do something." "Nothing can be done right now, look round, your people are dead, we need her blood." "I can't sit and let you kill the woman I love. I don't care if mum's sick or not." "We will elope together." "You'd do no such thing." "Watch me." I said as I walked out of the throne room. **** "O my God, I think I'm gonna cum, I screamed as he thrust faster." "Give it to me baby, yes! Emm, just like that. I love you. "O my! Go faster, I'm cumming..." I screamed, when I felt a loud bang and passed out. ~~~~ At age 19, she was married to him, her egocentric husband. Things didn't go smoothly for her at first, all her past mistake came hitting and made her life miserable. When she thought she'd finally gotten peace, they came searching for her, leaving her loved ones in cold blood. Why was her life cursed, why's has nature been cruel to her? she ran as fast as she could cause her life depended on it, they've taken everything she loved from her, what else do they want. Suddenly the memories came back, they hit her real hard. She needs to fight back and revenge the death of her loved ones, but would she be able to? When an ant is in between two hefty elephants, what happens to that ant? It crushes. What happens to her when she finds her true family? Finds that the two guys she loves are sworn enemies, both on earth and on the spiritual. Will she be able to cope when the mystery unveils itself and she founds who the main culprit is?.
The Wife's Strategic Strike

The Wife's Strategic Strike

My life as Olivia Vanderbilt Miller, wife to the powerful Ethan Miller, was a meticulously curated masterpiece of luxury and influence. Our annual Children's Foundation Gala was meant to be another perfect night, a testament to our powerful alliance. I even smoothed down my custom Oscar de la Renta, ready for my husband to pick me up. But pulling up to the curb, Ethan’s familiar Maybach held a stranger in *my* passenger seat, a bright-eyed intern named Chloe, shattering the illusion. She chirped at me, utterly unmoving, while Ethan was on his phone, signaling me to calm down. What followed was a ruthless campaign of disrespect: a stolen sapphire necklace meant for me, brazenly flaunted on Chloe’s social media. Ethan, instead of defending our marriage, dismissed my growing unease as jealousy, comparing his intern to his bullied sister. He effectively abandoned me, moving to his city apartment, allowing this audacious intern to systematically erode our trust. The betrayal wasn't just Chloe's audacity, but Ethan’s shocking revelation: he’d been *testing* me. He was orchestrating this humiliating spectacle to ‘correct’ my behavior, driven by his own unresolved childhood trauma. His cruel indifference, his inexplicable defense of her, confirmed a devastating truth: this was no accidental slight, but a deliberate dismantling of our trust. Olivia Vanderbilt Miller doesn’t crumble when hurt; she strategizes. So, at our family Thanksgiving dinner, I unveiled my retaliatory masterplan: a fake pregnancy, a hint of suspicious paternity, and divorce papers, served with a serene smile. What do you do when your husband engineers your public humiliation? You secure your future and leave him with an impossible paternity question.