I worked diligently and conscientiously as James's secretary for nine years. Just when I was finally about to be promoted to deputy general manager, he brought in his first love and replaced me. He said she had a higher education and was better than me. I looked at the man I had loved for ten years, speechless.

Vivian had loved him so much so that she didn't care about her own life. It was unrequited love for which she had been badly hurt and eventually handed the divorced paper to him. Christian didn't realize how much he had been in love with her until the car exploded and he lost her. Even if she was presumed dead, he had to find her because he had something important to tell her - "I love you!"

To make some money, I work online as a love consultant. 　　One day, I got a request from my boss, who has a face like stone. 　　And he wants to pursue... me! 　　I advised him, "You two are not fated to be together. She already has someone else in her life!" 　　Later, he trapped me in a corner, "Honey, what do you mean by 'someone else'?"

'You see this hair? You can't imagine how many times I've imagined it wrapped in my fists while I fuck your tight, sweet pussy,' he stated, his voice deep and inviting. And gosh, if words could fuck, I'd have an orgasm right now. My breath hitched, and I could feel my chest rising up and down. God, so he thinks of fucking me too? My cheeks reddened as I imagined him pounding into me. 'Do you want me to fuck you, hm?' he asked, his hands twirling my hair, then moving to the curve of my ass. ──── ୨୧ ──── He watches her like a sinner craving salvation- but there's nothing innocent about what he wants. Niccolò Romano isn't her brother. Not by blood. Not by law. But sharing a house with your childhood best friend turned cold, silent, six-foot-something heartthrob? That's dangerous. Lenora walks around in tiny shorts and soft tank tops, driving him crazy-and maybe she knows. Maybe she wants him to snap. And when he does, it's not sweet. It's intense. Possessive. Obsessive. He shows up in her room at midnight, voice low, jaw tight, telling her no one gets to touch her, look at her, or even think about her. Because she's his. And he doesn't care who finds out-parents, campus, or the entire world. Off-limits? Too late. Forbidden? Way past that. Once Niccolò lays his hands on her, there's no undoing it. No hiding it. No going back. She was never his to want- but now that he's had a taste, He'll ruin everything just to keep her. Living under the same roof, Lenora must decide if she can resist Niccolò's pull-or surrender to the past and passion that bind them. 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑/𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 : ❥ mature/sexual themes/smut ❥ alcohol references ❥ language ❥ mild violence ❥ obsession ❥ tension started- May 1st , Finished June 11th Copyright all rights reserved

I was the perfect wife for five years, but he never loved me. He only had eyes for her, his first love. So I decided to end our marriage and move out. But a week later, he showed up at my door. "Divorce?" He looked at me with red eyes. "Say that again."

Macy:I had an affair with my stepsister's fiancé, but I was coerced. That man just wanted revenge on my family. I ran away, and then he found me, saying he loves me? It's too late. I don't wanna be a tool for his amusement anymore.

Four years into her marriage, Alessia discovers that her elite, socially respected husband, Ethan, is actually a criminal. He runs an entertainment company on the surface, but in reality, he uses it for money laundering. And it's even worse than she first realized-the truth is far more terrifying. They even have a three-year-old child together. Alessia suddenly regrets ever meeting Ethan. She decides to divorce him and leave with their child. However, as more evidence emerges, pointing not only to Ethan but to even darker secrets surrounding him, Alessia finds herself pulled deeper into the mystery. Her once peaceful life is thrown into chaos. Note: Some chapters may contain explicit or violent content; reader discretion is advised.

David: I have a wife, and I also have a mistress. She doesn't want my money, nor does she want me to divorce my wife for her. She's only with me to satisfy her physical needs. I feel like she is so familiar to me, and I find myself increasingly unable to control my feelings for her. Eventually, I remembered that we had met a long time ago. I even said that I would only marry her in my life.

Copyright © 2025 by Bookish Dae When sweet florist Saskia discovers her biker boyfriend, Atlas, had sex with a club girl and called it an "audition", a brutal MC tradition he considered just business. Her perfect world shatters. Now, the ruthless Titan president must burn his kingdom to the ground and wage the hardest war of his life: a relentless campaign of gut wrenching groveling to win back the one woman he never should have lost.

|18+| ❛𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒊 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 ❜ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Dark mysterious eyes. Fierce blazing eyes. Two enemies under one roof under the binds of an arranged marriage. While trying their best to ignore themselves and feelings just for the sake of their various companies, they couldn't help the sexual tension between them. There's a thin line between love and hate they say. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "Sit on my face," I say firmly, laying down on the bed while she stares down at me like I had two heads. "But...how would you breathe?" Isabella asks, looking at my face and I chuckle. "That's my problem to deal with àmore," I urge her, seeing the lust on her face. "Just sit on my face, please."