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The Cold Hearted CEO
Billionaires "Have mercy, sir!" the secretary cried out.
Slap!
"Shut your f*cking mouth!" he shouted at her.
"Ahhhh!" the woman screamed as her boss forced himself on her.
He covered her mouth, leaving her helpless. Her muffled cries mixed with sobs as her heartless boss continued his assault.
Her eyes widened in terror when she noticed a camera recording them. She broke down, crying even harder.
Sarina rushed home and immediately took a shower.
Afterward, she sat down to write her resignation letter to Cyborg Inc.
"Are you home, child?" her father called out.
"Yes, Dad, I'm just getting dressed," she quickly replied, tidying herself up.
"I'm heading out now, Dad," she said, leaving the house without waiting for a response.
On her way to the office, she sat in the taxi, staring at her resignation letter as tears threatened to fall. The closer she got to her workplace, the more her emotions overwhelmed her.
Upon arriving, she took a deep breath before entering the building. People stared and whispered as she walked past, heading for the elevator. Even inside, she could hear murmurs but chose to ignore them.
When the elevator doors opened, she stepped out, composed herself, and took another deep breath before entering her boss's office.
As she walked in, the CEO's swivel chair turned to face her. She approached and handed over her resignation letter. Without a shred of emotion, Atashi Cyborg-the cold-hearted CEO of Cyborg Inc.-accepted it.
Sabrina was shocked when Atashi tore the letter into pieces and scattered them across the floor.
"Clean it up, Secretary Sabrina Mendez," he ordered coldly.
"No, I'm resigning now," Sabrina said in a trembling voice.
Atashi responded with a cruel ultimatum:
"Choose one:
A. I kill your father.
B. I tell your father about our scandal or send it to his email.
C. Stay as my secretary."
Devastated, Sabrina broke down in tears and lowered her head. "I choose letter C," she whispered, defeated.
Turning away, she went to her desk near Atashi's.
"You're five minutes late today," Atashi remarked coldly, his words making her cry even more.
"Heartless monster," Sabrina muttered under her breath.
Marriage To The Heartless Man
Romance "Mommy! Dad, please! " I pleaded with my parents, tears streaming down my face.
They wanted me to marry the son of their business partner. But sh*t! I didn't want to. I was too young-barely 18! Worse, I already had a boyfriend.
Sh*t! What kind of life is this?!
"You'll marry him whether you like it or not. It's final!" my mom said coldly, not sparing me a glance. My dad sat silently, reading a magazine, his legs crossed as he lounged on our sofa.
"Daddy..." I called out, hoping for some support, but he didn't even look up.
"Go to your room and get some rest. Tomorrow is your wedding day," he finally spoke, but that was all.
Damn it! This is hell!
"M-Mommy huhu..." I sobbed harder.
I didn't want to marry because I knew it would only lead to pain and misery " I choked out through my tears.
"No. He'll never hurt you. Trust me. Stop crying and get some rest," Mom said dismissively as she stood and left me crying on the sofa.
"D-Daddy..." I called again as he, too, stood up. He glanced at me, emotionless, before walking away.
All I could do was cry. Tomorrow was my wedding day. There was no escape. My life would turn into hell starting tomorrow.
I was about to marry a man without a heart, someone who wouldn't care if he hurt me emotionally or physically.
Wedding Day
As I walked down the red carpeted aisle, I fixed my gaze on the man waiting for me at the altar. His perfectly sculpted face was devoid of emotion. His piercing blue eyes stared at me, making my knees weak.
"How pathetic you are. You couldn't even do anything to stop this nonsense of a marriage," he muttered coldly when I finally stood before him.
He gripped my hand tightly, and I bit my lip to keep from crying out in pain.
One question remained before I would be bound to this heartless man, who could never love me.
"You, woman, do you vow to stay by this man's side in poverty and hardship, with respect and love?" the priest asked.
"Say you do, woman, and prepare to suffer. You ruined my life, so I'll ruin yours too," Zyrus whispered maliciously, his cold words sending shivers down my spine.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
"I, Lhianne Aurora Acostora, am willing to stay, respect, and love this man, Zyrus Clark Dillesh, forever. So, yes, I do, Father," I said boldly, shocking my now husband.
"Zyrus Clark Dillesh, you may now kiss your bride," the priest announced.
"The pathetic woman," Zyrus muttered icily. "Well, this isn't new to you."
He lifted my veil and, without hesitation, claimed my lips.
I felt like I was floating as his soft lips pressed against mine.
Startled, I pushed him away when he bit my lower lip, leaving it stinging. I stared at him in disbelief, but he only smirked back at me.
My gaze shifted to the churchgoers clapping enthusiastically. Mom's smile stretched wide, while Dad remained emotionless as always.
I sighed deeply, bracing myself for the life of misery that awaited me The Deal With Mr. Amir
Romance Boss, I need to resign. Please sign my resignation," Akari pleaded.
She had been working here for five years, and her boss was like a demon who seemed to harbor a grudge against her. Although she applied to be a secretary, her role often felt more like a personal secretary slash maid, given the endless demands he made of her. Her contract was ending, and she wanted to submit her resignation letter. She had no intention of renewing her contract-she was going home, just as her parents had asked.
"My answer is still no, Miss Nakamoto," Amir replied, busy signing documents.
"But, Boss, I really need to go home. My mother is sick, and there's no one to take care of her. My contract is ending, please!" Akari said, desperation creeping into her voice.
She hoped to get away with it – Akari thought to herself.
"I'll give you a one-week leave. No more questions. Get out now," Amir responded, causing Akari's jaw to drop in disbelief.
"I swear I'll curse you, you insufferable man," Akari thought angrily.
...
"But, Boss, it's only been three days, not even a week! Three days! And now you're calling me back! Wait, whose child is that?" Akari yelled, furious that she was being summoned.
"Here. She's been freaking annoying, crying all day, and I need sleep," Amir said, thrusting a crying baby into Akari's arms, leaving her stunned.
"Boss, I'm not a nanny!" Akari protested, looking back at the now-silent baby.
"Thank God, I'm going to sleep now. You take care of that little demon," Amir said as he flopped onto the bed.
"Can I kill this man?" Akari thought as she glared at Amir before turning her gaze to the baby, who was now staring back at her.
"Whose child are you?" Akari asked the baby, who just smiled.
...
"What do you mean I can't resign until you find a babysitter?" Akari asked, glancing at the sleeping baby in her arms.
"Exactly. You're fired as my secretary, and now you're hired as the babysitter," Amir said.
Akari's jaw dropped again.
"No way, Boss! I'd rather you order me around and treat me like a servant in your company than make me a babysitter. Please, Boss, have some mercy, even though you're always acting like a demon," Akari protested, as Amir raised an eyebrow.
"Ah, I mean..." Akari stammered.
"Don't worry, I've heard that plenty of times when you gossip with my lazy employees in the pantry," Amir said, causing Akari to gulp nervously.
"I have a deal," Amir said.
"What deal?" Akari asked.
"If I can't find a babysitter for that child, you're free. But if I do, you will be her babysitter forever," Amir said.
"Sir, come on..." Akari protested.
"I'll give you half a billion after the deal," Amir offered.
Akari's eyes sparkled.
"Deal!" Akari agreed.
"I can finally buy the car of my dreams! This will be easy," she thought to herself.
Meanwhile, Amir had his own thoughts running through his head.
"This is the only way to keep you with me. I'm a selfish man. Half a billion is just the start. After this, I'll make sure you get even more, plus a bonus," Amir thought, smiling to himself.
...
"Akari, please, let me explain!" Amir begged.
"No! Get out of here! Go be with your woman! You have no shame!" Akari yelled.
"Muuahhhh!" Amir cried out.
"She's not my woman, I swear!" Amir tried to explain.
"You jerk! I wish I never agreed to anything with you!" Akari shouted.
"Please, baby, let me explain, okay?" Amir pleaded.
"Get out of here, and don't ever come back!" Akari screamed. The Sycophant Love
Romance Sky Marie Caswell A victim of rape by Kade Russell, the son of a wealthy businessman in their town. She was helpless to defend herself against him because he was rich and innocent in the eyes of others. Sky never got the justice she wanted.
Kade Russell Had long been interested in Sky, but she ignored him. Out of anger and jealousy, he raped her the night after a party. Since he came from a wealthy family, he believed he was untouchable. His rage only grew when Sky disappeared without a trace after their graduation
_"So, Mr. Russell, is it true what Miss Caswell is accusing you of?"_
_"That's not true, your honor,"_ Kade said, glancing at Sky.
_"What happened on December 5, 20**?"_
_"That night, your honor... (Before speaking, Kade looked at Sky) ... she said she wanted to be with me. She came with me willingly. All of my friends were there."_
_"Liar!"_ Sky screamed, bursting into tears.
_"Miss Caswell,"_ the judge warned.
_"And what happened after that?"_ the judge asked, looking at Kade.
_"We went to my condo, just as she said. I didn't force her. She undressed in front of me on her own. I never forced her. Everyone at school knows I'm not interested in women,"_ Kade claimed.
_"Do you have solid evidence?"_ asked the judge.
_"Yes, your honor."_
_"Call in the witness,"_ the judge ordered.
Sky was shocked when her best friend Samantha entered the courtroom. She was confused, wondering why Samantha was on the other side.
_"So, Miss Fajardo, what happened on December 5, 20**?"_ the judge asked.
_"Sky wasn't drunk that day,"_ Samantha said.
_"Sam, what are you talking about?"_ Sky was stunned, unable to look Samantha in the eye.
_"Continue,"_ the judge instructed.
_"Even before that night, Sky had a thing for Kade,"_ Samantha revealed, causing Sky's knees to weaken at the statement.
_"No, that's not true,"_ Sky whispered.
_"It was all part of her plan to get pregnant by Kade and become rich,"_ Samantha continued.
_"Liar! Samantha, what are you saying? I never said that. Even though I'm poor, I'm not that kind of person!"_ Sky shouted angrily.
_"Miss Caswell,"_ the judge intervened.
Sky sat down, shaking her head in disbelief, tears streaming down her face. She couldn't understand why her friend had betrayed her.
_"How long have you been friends with Miss Caswell, Miss Fajardo?"_ the judge asked.
_"Ten years, your honor,"_ Samantha replied.
_"So, is it true that Miss Caswell's accusation against Mr. Russell is false?"_ the judge asked.
_"Yes, your honor, it was her plan to get money,"_ Samantha confirmed.
_"No, you're a liar!"_ Sky screamed in fury.
_"Okay,"_ the judge said.
_"The court has found Mr. Russell not guilty."_
Sky collapsed to her knees, crying, shaking her head in disbelief.
_"Sky!"_ Samantha called out as Sky stormed out of the courtroom.
_"F*ck you! I hope you die, you shameless traitor! I wish you were dead!"_ Sky screamed at Samantha after her case was dismissed.
_"Miss Caswell, you should be thankful we didn't file charges against you. Do you know how much trouble you've caused? You almost ruined our family's reputation,"_ Mrs. Russell said as she and Kade walked out together, Kade smiling victoriously.
_"Friendship over, Sam. I never thought you'd lie like that. I'm sure they paid you off. Oh, and by the way, you're the one who's after money, not me. You're the one who wanted to marry him, not me. But you twisted everything!"_ Sky said, glaring at Samantha, who began to cry.
_"Can you shut up, Miss Caswell? What more do you want, huh? Since you're after money, just name your price,"_ Kade taunted, smiling.
_"Shove your money where the sun doesn't shine. Just because you're rich doesn't mean you can cover up your filth. The truth will come out. You're a devil, and even though you twisted everything, people will know what you did,"_ Sky said, glaring at Kade's friend, who quickly looked away.
_"Don't worry, Mr. Russell. I don't need your money. You can use it to pay for your son's therapy or donate it to those who believe they can buy souls,"_ Sky remarked, looking at the judge.
(Sky knew from the beginning that the judge favored Kade, but she wasn't about to give up. The case had been dismissed at the first hearing, but she wasn't going to lose hope.)
"Miss Caswell, let's go," her The Dangerous Mafia Obsession
Mafia First, meet the five leading men**, feared in the Mafia World because their aura perfectly matches their alias in the underworld. These five have been friends since childhood, as their fathers were also close. Unfortunately, they inherited their fathers' "sickness" they call obsession. Once their eyes land on you, they'll claim you without you even realizing it. What they want, they get, no matter the cost.
- **DEMON JAY STYLES** – The Demon Mafia Lord
- **KIEL LESTER THOMSON** – The Beast Mafia King
- **HELLION CLARKSON** – The Monster Mafia King
- **ZANDER PETERSON** – The Devil Mafia King
- **XAVIER SMITH** – The Evil Mafia King
**Second, meet the five leading ladies**, who are more beautiful than anyone, as if they caught all the beauty when it rained down.
- **KATHY MORGAN** – A simple woman living a peaceful life. Her parents work at a hacienda, and she was given the opportunity to study at a private school, Styles University (SU). However, her life takes a turn when she meets the grandson of her family's employer, Demon Jay, who becomes obsessed with her.
- **YANA GOMEZ** – A wealthy student at SU, Yana is engaged to a man she hasn't met but who knows her well. That man is none other than Kiel Lester Thomson, who has long been obsessed with her.
- **LISSANA PARK** – A working student and scholar at SU, she struggles to make ends meet. While working, she meets Hellion Clarkson, and from there, her life begins to change.
- **MIKA DELA CRUZ** – A poor woman working as a waitress in a bar. One night, she is ordered by her boss to entertain a customer at his table. That night, she catches the attention of Zander Peterson, marking the beginning of her complicated life.
- **SUNNY VARGAZ** – Similar to Mika, Sunny works hard to support herself, and they are close friends. She's forced to entertain a customer, Xavier Smith, to earn money for her father, who is in the hospital. Little does she know that this night will change her life forever. The Governor's Girl
Romance “What the hell! You idiots! All I asked you to do was keep watch, and you couldn’t even manage that?! Lucas, I’m not paying you to be stupid. Fix this right now!”
This echoed throughout Governor Vergara’s entire office as he spoke on the other line. Meanwhile, his board members quietly listened, fear evident on their faces.
“Lucas, fix this! Don’t call me until you’ve found her. I don’t care if you need to add more men just to find her today! Lucas, put this in your mind! I don’t want this day to end without you finding her! Clear?!”
After ending the call, he immediately sat down in his chair and slammed his expensive phone on the long table, his fist following shortly after, causing his board members to flinch in their seats.
“Everyone, get out!” he said calmly, but with a tone of authority. However, when he noticed that his words were ignored, his temper flared even more.
This is what he hated the most: having to repeat himself.
“I SAID, GET THE HELL OUT!” he shouted. His colleagues quickly stood up, hastily gathering their belongings, and scrambled to exit through the tinted glass door.
Once the office was empty, he desperately ran his hands over his face, trying to calm himself, but it was impossible after what his butler—who had been tasked to keep an eye on the woman he was obsessed with—had reported.
He picked up his phone and stared intently at the photo of the woman who had driven him crazy for so long.
“You can’t escape me, Eullah. You can’t escape me! If I have to pay everyone in this world just to find you, I will,” he whispered to himself.
He’s The Return Of The Amnesiac Husband
Adventure
"Congratulations on a successful surgery," Dr. Reyes said to me after our operation went smoothly.
I smiled.
"Thank you, Dr. Reyes. I couldn't have done it alone. The help and support of the whole team contributed to the success of the surgery. It's an honor to work with a professional like you," I said, exchanging words of appreciation with Dr. Reyes.
But a familiar figure approached us. "Cecilia, I have some news about your dad."
Dr. Reyes and I exchanged worried glances before I turned to Andrea. The fatigue I felt was replaced by concern when I saw Andrea's expression. "Cil... your father is in the emergency room."
My heart raced upon hearing the news.
I hurried to the emergency room, where I saw my mom waiting outside, clearly restless.
Her eyes reflected worry and fear, mirroring my own emotions. "Mom, what happened?" I asked.
"Your father collapsed suddenly, dear," her voice trembling. "The doctors are doing their best."
I frowned.
"How critical is the situation? What could be the reason behind Dad's collapse? Is there something you're not telling me?"
Mom sighed, clearly hesitating. "Cecilia, we've kept this from you, but our hospital is under threat. The Chrolex Corporation is targeting us, aiming to bring us down."
Upon hearing "Chrolex Corporation," I couldn't help but feel a chill. It was a familiar corporation I hadn’t heard about in a long time.
What are they planning to do to our hospital? What do they want?
"I've arranged a meeting with Mr. Vasquez, the CEO of Chrolex Corporation, and he insisted that you be the one to meet him," Mom added, looking at me as if she wanted to know something.
Mr. Vasquez?
I swallowed hard.
"Which Mr. Vasquez, Mom?" I asked.
Mom looked at me, her worry evident. "Cecilia, it's Mr. Nolan Vasquez."
I let out a deep breath, trying to calm myself. The name Mom mentioned was one I had tried so hard to forget.
"Tell me, Cecilia. Is there something going on between the two of you again? I'm not going to force you to meet him. But Cecilia..." Mom's voice trailed off.
I clenched my fists.
It had been seven years since he forced me to sign the divorce papers. I thought that was the end of our story, but why is it resurfacing now? What does he want?
Has he regained his memories?
With that thought, I couldn't help but tremble.
Nolan... Have your memories returned?
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The Jilted Heiress's Ruthless Billionaire Revenge
Gray Matter For five years, I abandoned my status as the heiress of the powerful Montgomery family to play the role of a poor, submissive housewife for Barrett.
Then, a bank notification popped up on my phone. Barrett had forged my digital signature and transferred our entire $50 million joint trust fund to a woman named Crista Reid.
When I called his boardroom to confront him, he humiliated me in front of a dozen Wall Street executives.
"Stop acting like a hysterical housewife. You're living in a penthouse I pay for, so don't embarrass yourself."
I broke into his encrypted laptop and uncovered the sickening truth. Crista was his mistress, and they had a five-year-old son together.
Barrett hadn't just stolen my money; he had spent years painting me as a helpless charity case he rescued, completely erasing the fact that my financial models built his entire company.
He thought I was just a discarded peasant he could manipulate, cheat on, and replace. He truly believed he held absolute power over my life.
He had no idea that I still possessed the highest security clearance of the Montgomery empire.
I pulled an old BlackBerry from a hidden wall compartment, plugged it in, and dialed my family's lawyer.
"Draft the prenup for Commodore Clayton IV," I ordered, choosing to marry Wall Street's most ruthless predator. "I'm done playing the peasant." The Jilted Wife's Spectacular Billionaire Comeback
Zhi Yao For ten years, I was the perfect, obedient wife to my wealthy husband, managing his severe OCD and hosting flawless high-society parties.
But on our tenth anniversary, when I brought him his special hangover soup, I caught him sleeping with my younger sister in our master bedroom.
Instead of panicking, he coldly handed me divorce papers with zero assets. He told me I was just a "placeholder" until my sister finished her degree and was ready to take my spot.
Desperate, I called my mother for help, only to find out she had known about their affair for years.
"You don't have Jana's drive or her looks. You clean house and you cook. That's not a wife, that's a domestic."
My own mother sneered at me, telling me to walk away quietly because our family needed his financial support.
They kicked me out of the penthouse with nothing but a suitcase, laughing that a woman who hadn't worked in a decade would end up begging on the streets.
I bled for this family for ten years, only to be thrown away like garbage when my sister wanted my life.
But they didn't know that while I was playing the boring housewife, I had secretly earned a Cordon Bleu diploma, a Cornell nutrition certification, and a Columbia master's degree.
Using a hidden photo to blackmail a property out of him, I packed my elite credentials and landed a $300,000-a-year job managing a billionaire's estate.
When my ex-husband drunkenly called days later demanding I come back to serve him, I calmly hit block. From Prison To Power: Rise Of The War Goddess
Black Knight Scarlett Hayes thought marrying James Whitmore would finally make her family see her as more than a burden.
Instead, it destroyed her life.
Framed for crimes she didn't commit, betrayed by the people she trusted most, and sentenced to prison while pregnant, Scarlett lost everything in a single night.
Then came the cruelest blow of all.
After giving birth in chains, she was told her baby had died.
The people responsible believed she would spend the rest of her life rotting behind bars.
They were wrong.
Five years later, Scarlett returns.
No longer the discarded daughter of the Hayes family. No longer the broken woman they left behind.
Now she is Commander Scarlett Hayes-a decorated war hero, the unseen force behind a global intelligence empire, and a woman powerful enough to make governments tremble.
She comes back for one reason only: revenge.
Her ex-husband, the stepsister who stole her life, and the family who buried her alive are about to learn exactly what happens when a woman with nothing left to lose takes back everything they stole.
But as Scarlett tears through the secrets of her past, one truth threatens to change everything-
the child she mourned for years may not be dead.
And the mysterious man connected to the night that changed her life has been watching from the shadows all along. Sir, She's Gone With Their Daughter And Never Returns
Leanora Tanouye My four-year-old daughter was dying of leukemia, waiting desperately for a bone marrow transplant.
I begged my billionaire husband to just call the registry or visit her, but he claimed he was too busy with board meetings to care.
Until the hospital informed me that my daughter's life-saving bone marrow had been suddenly reallocated to another patient.
When I walked down the VIP hallway, I found my husband.
He wasn't at a board meeting. He was gently peeling an apple, playing the loving father to his widowed mistress's daughter.
When my pale, sick daughter called out for him, he instinctively stepped back in disgust.
I later discovered the mistress had bribed the hospital to swap the registry numbers, stealing my daughter's marrow for her own child.
When I demanded a divorce, my husband laughed in my face.
"You haven't worked a day in four years. You're a purchased asset. You don't get to walk away."
He threatened to freeze my accounts, assuming I would be starving on the streets and begging to come back.
His family and the mistress publicly mocked my background, waiting for me to be utterly humiliated.
They thought I was just a useless, penniless housewife who relied entirely on his last name to survive.
They didn't know I never needed a single cent of his money.
I packed my bags, took my daughter, and made a single phone call.
Three days later, at his family's elite banquet, my husband waited to see me beg.
Instead, the most powerful corporate magnate in North America walked right past him, bowed to me at a perfect ninety-degree angle, and spoke.
"Welcome back to the throne, Madam." Signed The Papers: Watch Me Shine Now
Fritz Heaney For six years, I was the perfect, obedient wife to billionaire Hartwell Ware, enduring his coldness because I thought my love could eventually thaw his heart.
Then, my friend sent me a photo. Hartwell was at the airport, tenderly holding the waist of his first love, Eveline Craig.
He came home smelling of her synthetic rose perfume, accused me of stalking him, and coldly demanded a divorce.
His lawyer handed me a thick settlement agreement. It offered astronomical alimony and luxury properties, but it came with a humiliating ten-page non-disclosure agreement.
He wanted to buy my silence. He wanted to strip me of my rights to our son and gag me permanently, just so he could parade his new life with Eveline without any PR backlash.
Even now, he still thought I was a gold digger who had orchestrated a media scandal to trap him into marriage.
I stared at the man I had worshipped for two thousand days. My six years of desperate devotion had been nothing but a humiliating, one-sided delusion.
Hope was finally dead, and with it, my tears had completely dried up.
He expected me to cry, to beg, to negotiate for more millions.
Instead, I snatched the pen, crossed out the massive alimony, and signed my name on the dotted line.
"I am taking the basic child support, and not a single red cent more."
Leaving my five-carat diamond ring on the marble table, I walked out the door with nothing but my old suitcase. Marrying My Ex's Powerful Billionaire Uncle
Yuan Xiluo On my wedding day, my fiancé Connor received an urgent phone call.
He told me a D-list actress had broken her leg on set, then abandoned me right at the altar.
In my past life, I cried until my throat bled, begging him not to leave.
But my tears only brought endless humiliation. My mother and adopted sister mocked me, framed me, and forged my signature to steal my multi-million dollar trust fund.
They kicked me out of the family estate without a single dime.
I ended up freezing to death in the minus-twenty-degree New York blizzard, listening to my mother's voicemail telling me to die in the street as long as I didn't bleed on her carpets.
Until my last breath, I couldn't understand why my own blood relatives hated me so much, yet treated an adopted daughter like a precious princess.
The only person who showed me any mercy—draping his wool coat over my frozen corpse and giving me a proper burial—was Connor's ruthless, untouchable uncle, Harding Snow.
Opening my eyes again, I was back in the bridal suite, right as Connor was rushing out the door.
This time, I didn't shed a single tear.
I let him run to his actress, then walked straight into the VIP room to face the most feared billionaire on Wall Street.
"The wedding proceeds as planned, but the groom's name changes to yours." Too Late For Regret: My Dead Heart
Catlaina Sloggett Rain lashed against the twisted metal as Hallie lay pinned in the wreckage of her car, her chest crushed and fading fast.
The paramedic found her phone and desperately dialed her husband, Aidan.
"Your wife has been in a severe car crash! We're losing her!" the paramedic shouted over the storm.
A harsh, mocking laugh came through the speaker.
"Tell her this is a pathetic way to stop the divorce," Aidan sneered. "I do not have time for her crazy games."
The line went dead, and Hallie's heart flatlined.
Separated from her body, Hallie's ghost was forced to witness the horrific aftermath of her own death.
Her mother refused to claim her corpse because there was no insurance payout, telling the hospital to throw her in a ditch.
Pulled back to her penthouse, she found Aidan gently holding her sister, Cecile.
Cecile sobbed about Hallie's "fake crash" in Aidan's arms, but the moment he looked away, a wicked smirk of victory spread across her face.
Cecile was the predator, and Aidan was her willing protector.
He even ordered Hallie's brilliant, life's-work sketchbook to be thrown into an industrial shredder, giving all her corporate resources to fund Cecile's debut.
Hovering in the cold air, Hallie watched her three years of devotion turn to ash.
She was treated like garbage, a mere stepping stone for her sister's rise.
But just as her soul turned to ice, Aidan's face suddenly grew paranoid.
"Check her medical records," Aidan ordered his assistant coldly. "Find out who is helping her fake this injury."
Hallie's invisible spirit shivered with a dark, vengeful anticipation.
What would her arrogant husband do when his relentless digging finally uncovered her cold, dead body? My Accidental Billionaire husband
Favor V April They say what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, mine didn't.
I came back with a marriage certificate bearing a stranger's name, a ring worth more than my parents' love ever was, and a son whose father I've never seen, never known, never remembered.
I went to Vegas for a racing competition. I won. I celebrated. And somewhere between the victory and the sunrise, my life changed forever.
For six years, I've lived with the consequences of one reckless night. I built an empire. I raised my son. And I searched for the man who changed my life without even knowing it.
Then fate laughed in my face.
My sister married my ex-fiancé-the man I was promised to since childhood. The man I was supposed to become Mrs. Windsor for. The man who now wears my family name... and looks far too much like my child.
Every time I'm near him, the past presses closer. Every glance feels like a question I'm terrified to ask. I shouldn't notice him. I shouldn't feel anything. He is my sister's husband.
But some secrets refuse to stay buried.
Because the truth about Vegas isn't just in the ring on my finger or the child in my arms.
It's standing right in front of me.
And when it finally comes out, it won't just destroy a marriage, it will burn an empire to the ground.
Wrong Room: Sleeping With My Fiancé's Uncle
Natala O'neal To revenge herself on her unfaithful fiancé Kevin, Isidora hides her striking beauty behind a plain disguise, and targets his uncle - the most formidable man Kevin fears.
After one reckless night, Isidora leaves cash as payment and says lightly, "You were good last night." She tries to leave quietly, but is pulled into his arms.
"You think you can walk away after this?" he says, his tone low and possessive.
Cedrick is a feared, untouchable titan on Wall Street - elegant, aloof, and completely uninterested in women. Not even the most beautiful socialites in the city can catch his eye. When gossip spreads that he was seen pressing a woman against a wall and kissing her fiercely, no one believes it.
When the rumors name Isidora, the crowd scoffs. He rejects even the most beautiful women, so why would he notice a plain girl like her?
All doubt disappears when they see the dignified Cedrick drop to one knee to help Isidora with her shoe, pleading softly for just one kiss.
When Kevin finally sees Isidora's true beauty and begs for forgiveness. But Cedrick kicks him out at once, slams a marriage certificate on the table, and says sharply.
"Call her Aunt." I Slapped My Fiancé-Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis
Jessica C. Dolan Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé.
Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now-billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn't mind. I'd crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one?
Wrong.
One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That's when it hit me-he didn't love me. He didn't even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn't even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup.
So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster-my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise.
Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol.
Enter him.
Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I'd met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes.
It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised.
But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life.
And, as it turned out, the best decision I'd ever made.
Because my one-night stand isn't just some random guy. He's richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with.
And now, he's not letting me go.