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Marrying My Ex's Rival For Sweet Revenge

Marrying My Ex's Rival For Sweet Revenge

I was at my lavish engagement party, smiling perfectly beside my star hockey player fiancé, Jaimen Blackburn. Then my phone buzzed with an anonymous message. It was a high-definition photo of Jaimen naked in a hotel bed with his ex-girlfriend, taken just hours ago. I hijacked the stage and projected the disgusting photo onto the massive ballroom screen, publicly dumping him in front of everyone. But instead of getting sympathy, my own mother called to curse me out for ruining their "golden ticket" to wealth. Jaimen's mother, a ruthless billionaire, immediately prepared to destroy my life. She planned to use an ironclad NDA I was forced to sign, threatening to bankrupt me if I ever spoke out. I was left entirely homeless, hunted by vicious paparazzi, and facing total financial ruin for a betrayal I didn't even commit. Seven years of my youth and loyalty were reduced to a public joke. Why was I the one being punished, silenced, and thrown to the wolves when he was the one who cheated? Just as I hit rock bottom, a sleek black Bentley pulled up in the shadows. Out stepped Gannon Farley, Jaimen's biggest nemesis and the billionaire captain of the rival team. He handed me a seven-figure contract, a massive pink diamond, and the original copy of my NDA that he had just personally stolen. "Be my fake fiancée, and we'll destroy them together." I looked at the contract, picked up the pen, and signed my name.
My Lover, His Father

My Lover, His Father

"Eve," he called, placing wet inhumane kisses on my neck as his strong but warm hands held my tiny waist. I closed my eyes. "Yes...sir?" I moaned helplessly, feeling the harsh tingles in between my legs. "Eve," he called again, trailing wet kisses towards my ear. "Ad....Adrian," I breathed. "What am I doing?" he asked, nibbling my ear lobe. "Touching....touching me?" "I shouldn't be touching you," he said, exploring my neck like a thirsty vampire. "I....i want you to," I stuttered shamelessly. He wrapped my neck with his hand, choking me slightly. Oh, heavens. "My son is crazy about you," he said, gripping me tightly. "I don't want him," I whispered, taking in his wicked kisses on my neck. "You should. And.......I have a wife." ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 Evelyn (Eve) Millers, a twenty-year-old college first-year student and the only child of her wealthy parents, is a lover of mafia romance stories. She dreams of a love life with a mafia boss, but a night of tragedy changed her reality in a way she never expected, tossing her life in danger until she fell into the safe hands of her college mate, Mario Morelli, a guy whom she rejected his pure advances but eventually found out he is from a mafia family. He took her to his home where she met his huge family, most especially his HOT but dangerous-looking father, Adrian Morelli, the mafia DON. Have her wishes come true? What will she do about a wish coming true but owned by another and backed with great obstacles?
The fitness king falls in love after that night

The fitness king falls in love after that night

I thought the worst night of my life was the night I caught the man I had loved for five years with another woman. Heartbroken and humiliated, I ran from the apartment and into the night, desperate to escape the pain. I never imagined that one wrong turn would lead me into the hotel suite of Robert Kane-the billionaire known as the Fitness King. One stranger who would soon become my fake fiancé. By morning, Robert and I had no choice but to pretend that what happened between us was something it wasn't. To protect his reputation and an important business deal, he offered me a six-month contract marriage. I accepted. It was supposed to be simple. Pretend in public. Keep our distance in private. Walk away when the contract ends. But living with Robert changed everything. The man I expected to be cold and arrogant slowly became the person I trusted most. And before I realized it, my fake husband had become the man I was afraid of losing. Then my past came knocking. The man I thought had betrayed me returned with a secret that made me question everything I believed about that night. An old rival appeared determined to destroy my place beside Robert. And the person I trusted most gave me a task that could force me to betray the man I was beginning to love. Now I'm trapped between a past I can't understand, a marriage that was never supposed to be real, and secrets powerful enough to destroy us both.
The Shattered Wife's Ascent

The Shattered Wife's Ascent

My husband, David Chen, the CEO of "InnovateX," called for a celebration on our fifth anniversary. He announced, with a theatrical wink, that the two representatives for the Global Tech Summit in Hawaii would be chosen by a game. He drew his own name first, then reached into the glass bowl, his hand going straight for a specific spot, and pulled out a precisely folded slip: his much-younger assistant, Emily White. A wave of whispers and knowing glances went through the office. Emily, wearing the new perfume I' d noticed in our bathroom, practically ran to him, her red nails lingering on his arm after an embrace that lasted far too long. I stood frozen, the silent partner, the co-founder, the wife whose marriage was a secret to protect his "young, bachelor CEO" image-an image he was now building with Emily. The next morning, Emily sabotaged a crucial presentation I' d spent two months perfecting. David, instead of holding her accountable, punished me. He canceled my trip and ordered me to fix "my department's mistake" over the weekend, all while comforting Emily and giving her credit for my work in front of the entire company. The humiliation was a physical weight, pressing down on my chest. Later, I found an elegant Vera Wang box on our bed, a dress I' d dreamed of. My heart leaped, hoping for an apology, a real celebration of our secret marriage. But David nonchalantly explained it was for a client, "to seal a deal." Hours later, I found his phone, a notification for "E's final dress fitting tomorrow" on the screen. The wallpaper was Emily, in my wedding dress, with his chilling caption: "My future Mrs. Chen." The glass shattered in my hand. My entire world shattered with it. The silence in our once-shared home was deafening, the truth a cold, hard slap. This wasn't about business; it was about betrayal, about a life I poured my soul into, stolen and given to someone else. I was ready to vanish, a ghost in my own life. But the rage that simmered beneath my quiet compliance ignited a spark. Now, I wanted something more than to disappear. I wanted justice and I wanted everything back.
Reborn To Ruin Her: The Billionaire's Accidental Heiress

Reborn To Ruin Her: The Billionaire's Accidental Heiress

The last time I saw my sister, Tiffany, she shoved me in front of a semi-truck. Now, I' m back, reborn, watching her try to drug the ruthless Vegas magnate, Damian Blackwood. This time, I didn't stop her. I even helped, booking the penthouse, just so I could finally watch her crash and burn. But when Damian' s men seized me, not Tiffany, my meticulously crafted revenge plot shattered. He thought I was her, Mistook my unique birthmark for hers, and exacted a terrifying "punishment" that left me pregnant. I was desperate to escape Tiffany's disaster, only to realize I was now trapped in my own. As Tiffany' s delusional claims of marriage and a fake pregnancy spiraled into a lawsuit from Blackwood, I discovered my own terrifying secret. Moments after realizing I was truly pregnant and my life was ruined, Damian' s chief of staff approached me not as an accomplice, but with a question. Then, a revelation: my birthmark was the key to my true identity. I wasn't Chloe, the family failure, but Chloe Van Astor-the long-lost heiress of a rival dynasty, betrothed to Damian from birth. My tormenting "parents" and Tiffany were arrested for kidnapping and fraud, their cruel charade exposed. Damian, the man who nearly destroyed me, emerged as my destined partner. Now, he' s sealed off the Las Vegas Strip, making a public spectacle of his proposal, ready to claim me and our unborn child. My past is over. My real life, as Mrs. Blackwood, begins now.
From Neglected To New York Queen

From Neglected To New York Queen

"The wedding is back on," my mother' s voice announced, shattering the calm of my Los Angeles penthouse. An arranged marriage to Everette Bryant, a relic from my grandfather' s past, was suddenly my future. I thought I could lean on Danial and Ismael, my childhood friends, my rocks during a mysterious illness. But a new intern, Judi Coffey, had entered our lives, and something felt off. Judi, with her innocent facade, quickly became the center of their universe. She stumbled, she cried, she even deliberately broke my award, all to gain their sympathy. Danial and Ismael, once my protectors, turned their backs, their concern solely for her. "Angelina, what's wrong with you? She's just an intern," Danial accused, his eyes cold. Ismael added, "That was harsh. She's just a kid." Their blind loyalty escalated. Judi' s manufactured crisis, a flat tire, pulled them away, leaving me alone. Later, Danial, enraged by a broken vase, shoved me, causing a head injury. He didn't even notice my allergic reaction, a symptom they once rushed to treat. How could they forget everything? The bee stings, the shellfish allergies, the times they held my hand in the emergency room. The gardenias Danial planted, now the source of my suffering, went unnoticed. I looked at their faces, at the two men I had known my entire life, and saw strangers. My decision was made. I burned our shared memories, resigned from my firm, and put my house up for sale. I was leaving them, all of them, for good.