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For the richest man in the country, his wife .. namely me .. is just another property of his that he absolutely refuses to sell or forfeit. Even after 3 years of separation, getting a divorce from him is still an impossible task to accomplish! I have by all means refused to contact him.. and he didn't bother to contact me as well. but why is it when I finally decided to find another man to love and live happily with my ex cold husband turned into someone I never met before. could I have been mistaken about him all along ? #1 separation 01/10/2021 ( 01 octobre ) #1 richmalelead #1 arranged 14/04/2021 (14 avril) #1 regret 06/04/2021 ( 06 avril ) #1 hesitation 18/04/2021 ( 18 avril ) #1 exhusband 02/05/2021 ( 02 mai ) #1 complicatedrelationships 11/06/2021 ( 11 juin ) #1 misunderstanding 22/09/2021 ( 22 septembre ) #1 jealous 19/10/2021 ( 19 octobre ) #2 marriage 09/02/2022 ( 09 fevrier ) #1 marriedlife 02/06/2022 ( 02 juin ) #1 regret 04/06/2022 (04 juin)

"Leave me alone, Azlan," Shahana choked out, her voice tight with anger and despair. "I'm not going anywhere with you." Ignoring her pleas, Azlan reached for her wrist, his grip firm but not brutal. Shahana flinched, the memory of countless similar moments flashing before her eyes. She tried to pull away, but his hold was unwavering. Desperate, she cast a pleading glance at her father, who stood frozen, his face a mask of conflicting emotions. His wife reached out to comfort him but was stopped by a subtle shake of his head. "Azlan, listen to me," Shahana said, her voice shaking. " I don't want to be in this relationship anymore. I want a divorce." The words hung heavy in the air, met with a tense silence. Azlan's jaw clenched, his eyes hardening. He wouldn't let her go, not without a fight. Yet, amidst the fire of his determination, a flicker of pain flickered across his face. Shahana, emboldened by the spark of vulnerability, shifted her gaze towards her in-laws. "Baba," she pleaded, her voice trembling slightly. "Please ask Azlan to stop. I don't want to leave with him." Azlan's father, a man known for his calm demeanor, took a hesitant step forward. "Azlan," he began, his voice measured. "Perhaps we should all..." Before he could finish, Azlan cut him off, his voice laced with a controlled fury. "No, Dad. This is a private matter. Let us handle it." Even in the heat of his emotions, respect for his family shone through. He may be a ruthless businessman, but he wouldn't disrespect his father, the one person he truly valued. However, on this issue, he was determined to have his way. Ignoring everyone, he marched towards his car, grabbed her arm, and ushered her into the passenger seat. Without a word, he started the engine and sped away.

He owns the city. She scrubs his floors. Eira Vale just wants to clean her twenty rooms, buy rice on sale, and get home without being noticed. But when she accidentally walks into the wrong suite-and sees the country's most dangerous billionaire half-asleep with a gun under his pillow-her quiet life takes a sharp, expensive turn. Now Caden Veltran, the ruthless, gorgeous, untouchable king of crime, insists she's the only one allowed to clean his penthouse. He says it's "for convenience." But he watches her like she's his personal obsession. And when she folds laundry, he sleeps comfortably for the first time in years. She just wants to keep her job. He wants to make her his reason to breathe. Too bad she's completely oblivious. - "Rumor has it you're causing quite a stir downstairs." She blinked. "About the laundry?" He snorted, shaking his head. "About me. About you. Us." She frowned slightly, polite confusion evident. "There is no us. I am staff." He bit back a laugh so hard it hurt. "Thank you for clarifying." She nodded. "You're welcome."

NOTICE🚨🚨🚨 DMM has began to undergo Major editings. You can continue to read if you wish to but edited chapters would be uploaded daily if possible. ****** Katherine Lane has always craved simplicity, a life untouched by the demands of wealth and high society. But one reckless night changes everything when she finds herself entangled with Caspian Montgomery-a man who embodies everything she once ran from. Caspian commands power with an iron will, feared as much as he is desired. Ruthless, powerful, and entirely out of reach. As the heir to an empire, he commands fear and respect in equal measure, a man whose world is built on control. He is as feared as he is desired. With wealth, power, intelligence, and the allure of a Greek god, he has it all. He is a man accustomed to control, and when he discovers Katherine is carrying his child, letting go is not an option. What was meant to be a fleeting moment becomes inescapable when Katherine discovers she's carrying his child. she is thrust into the very life she once fled-one of power, privilege, and unforgiving scrutiny. But Caspian doesn't just demand his heir; he demands her. Katherine must navigate the dangerous intricacies of wealth and influence. Here, power is a currency, love is a weakness, and every move is a calculated game. But as much as she resists, Caspian is relentless-possessive in ways she never expected, drawn to her in a way that defies logic. To him, she is not just the mother of his child; she is his-to protect, to control, to claim. Bound by an unexpected marriage, Katherine must navigate a world where love and power are indistinguishable, and where the most dangerous thing of all may be surrendering to the man who now holds her fate in his hands. # 1 in marriage, 11/11/2023 #1 in age gape, 11/11/2023 #1 in billionaire,11/11/2023 #1 in one night stands 11/11/2023 #1 in wealthy11/11/2023 #1 in Humor 23/11/2023

Avyaan Vedang Vishwanathan "He never believed in love. Until she became his wife. Now he believes in nothing else but owning her." ............ Udita Avyaan Vishwanathan. "He felt like danger... but for once, I wasn't afraid. I wanted to fall-if it meant falling into him." ....................... Join the beautiful journey of Avyaan and Udita finding their peace in each other

Yulia transmigrated inside a novel where the original yulia who was obsessed with crazy villain, and get killed by his hand. But why sadistic villain is getting obsessed with me insted of heroine.... Not mine. I'm not original author of this story. Just sharing it cause i love it so much.

"Y-your H-highness? I-i'm sorry b-but t-there m-must b-be a-a m-mistake..." A loud growl sounded through the whole ballroom causing me to start shaking and a whimper to escape my lips. This caused the King to stop growling. He pulled me to his chest and yelled out to the whole ballroom. "MINE!" Audrey is an Omega in the Rapid River Pack. Lucas is the Alpha King, Ruling over all and his own pack, The Moonlight Eclipse Pack. Audrey is beaten daily loosing all hope of every meeting her mate. Lucas just wants his mate but feels like she doesn't exist. What happens when the two meet at the Annual Lunar Eclipse Ball? Credits to @M_Rainberry for the amazingly wonderful cover!!!

"As you exit through that doorway, you leave from my life as well," I declared while maintaining an unwavering gaze. Love had dissipated entirely, leaving behind a void where once cherished memories had resided. In their stead, a storm of anger, hatred, and disgust now raged. He regarded me with a disbelieving expression as if my words were too incredulous to fathom. "I'm sorry, please give me the opportunity to be a father to Dah-" "Leave!" I uttered in a dangerously subdued tone. He did not merit the title of father. In truth, he did not warrant existence at all. Do you know why? Because he had robbed me of everything: my innocence, my happiness, my education, my teenage years, and my family. Everything. He was a monstrous presence, and my daughter would never address him as 'daddy.' Allow me to introduce you to Tori Donovan, a 22-year-old woman who grapples with the challenge of providing her 4-year-old daughter with the best possible life. Her past has been fraught with hardship, yet she has admirably shielded her daughter, Dahlia, from its adverse effects, diligently assuming the roles of both mother and father. Now, let me acquaint you with Ian Weizmann, the man who impregnated Tori at the tender age of 18 and subsequently absconded from his responsibilities. He is affluent, remarkably handsome, and occupies the position of CEO at Weizmann Corporation. What transpires when he unexpectedly crosses paths with a four-year-old girl in a shopping mall who bears an uncanny resemblance to his high school sweetheart? Embark on a journey with Ian, Tori, and, most certainly, the enigmatic baby Dahlia.

Being a modern free spirited girl, Gongsun Li couldn't accept her fate as a cannon fodder concubine when she found herself transmigrate into her favorite novel. So, she decided to ask the emperor for divorce and live a carefree life. But why does the icy cold emperor seems to explode like a raging volcano everytime she asks for a divorce?! Snippets: Gongsun Li was actually sleeping like a pig. A warm smile appeared in Zhu Zhen's face as he wrapped his arms around her tiny figure and pulled her closer ever so gently. Finding a sudden warmth, G.Li snuggled closer to the source in her deep slumber. She was so obediently lying in his arms, neither struggling nor cursing. Zhu Zhen wanted to stop the flow of time, then and there! "Silly stubborn wife, Why won't you obediently lie in my arms every night? Why won't you let me always hold you like this?", he whispered his complaints while nuzzling his nose in her hair. Suppressing the lump formed in his throat with a bitter smile he murmured, "Only if you would let me, Then I wouldn't be so desperate, Then I wouldn't be so hurt." Oh btw,this is my original story and all rights are reserved...😏