Coming back to Seoul is bittersweet for Elera. She still felt the sting of her parent's sacrifice as a maid and driver for Kims'. Now Elera returns as one of them... the wealthy. She was now the wife of a cheating chaebol husband. One that justifies his cheating by claiming they are in an open relationship. In this glamorous world of entitlement, murder and secrets, Elera knows all too well the facades that the elite hide behind. She learned long ago not to fight the system. But being back opens old wounds and masked intentions surround Elera once more. Past relationships and whispers of affairs intertwine with new seductions and ulterior motives. Navigating it all, Elera yearns to unmask the true natures around her. But the web of deception runs too deep. All she can do is dance carefully amidst the secrets, wanting to trust yet unsure of who is real. Because in Seoul's elite circles, everyone hides behind a mask. #1 Koreandrama #2 melodrama

Nandi Mkhize doesn't believe in love. Not for her. So when Haneul Lee offers her a fake relationship, she agrees, no feelings, no risks, no strings attached. But Haneul isn't just any man. He comes from a world of power, legacy, and ruthless control, a world where love is weakness and Nandi is the perfect target. What begins as a simple deal quickly turns into something neither of them can control. Because the more they pretend, the more it starts to feel real. And in a world where power decides everything. Falling in love might be the most dangerous move of all.

Title change from ~My boy~ He was the handsome Kento Tanaka, the boy with enticing dark eyes and raven black hair. And he was the boy that got me pregnant... Kento Yamazaki 🇯🇵 Ambw / contains mature content ⚠️ General Fiction Published: 17/06/2019 Finished: 06/12/2019 #Blacklivesmatter✊🏽

Bellamy Jackson is a sweet girl known by many but only hangs out with 3 people she calls her best friends. Bellamy is a one of the top competitive dancers in her state. Dancing is one of the most important things in Bellamy's life. It helps her forget about her lonely life at home and provides a safe space in her mind. She loves dancing. Kayson Hayes, is an odd one. He has black fluffy hair that reaches just past his eyes. He always where's a black surgical mask to school because he believes that the school air is contaminated. Well, nobody knows he thinks that. But nobody has actually seen his face. He only speaks when he needs to, and is horrible at expressing his emotions. The only thing that helps him is underground fighting. He loves fighting. ------------------------------ "People like to talk, what would your date think if he saw you under here with me? Or someone told him you were under here with me doing something?" He asked huskily, I glared at him. "Nothing. Because we aren't doing anything," I shrugged, he smirked. Kayson is smirking? "And if we were?" He questioned, moving his free hand down my waist and stopped at my hip. His other hand trailed from my waist chain to my back before traveling up to the nape of my neck, my breath hitched. I had to tilt my head up to look at him. "What are you doing?" I breathed, he stared at me deeply with a look in his eyes. He dropped his hands. "I don't know."