Lorena Lalina Schuett was a master of the "long game." She had spent nearly half her life perfecting the art of being invisible while standing right in front of the person she loved. To the rest of the world, Lorena was the cool, observant photographer, the one with the steady hands and the unreadable eyes. To Miu Natasha, Lorena was simply "Lali," the girl who had been there for every scraped knee, every heartbreak, and every triumph. But there was a poison growing in the garden of their friendship. It was a dark, thorny thing called jealousy. For years, Lorena had watched Miu give herself away in pieces to boys who didn't deserve her. She had watched them hold Miu's hand, kiss Miu's cheek, and call Miu "theirs." Every time it happened, Lorena felt a fresh layer of ice form over her heart. She was the one who knew Miu's soul, yet she was the only one forbidden from touching her body. The arrival of Miu's current boyfriend, Julian, was the breaking point. Julian wasn't just another guy, he was the guy who finally made Miu talk about "forever." And as Lorena watched Julian drape his arm over Miu's shoulders at a party, marking her with his casual, careless touch, the ice over Lorena's heart didn't just crack. It shattered.

Miu Natasha was a very rich girl. She had everything: lots of money, a beautiful look, and expensive clothes. For her, life was always easy and full of good choices. But even though she had so much, she was bored. She felt empty inside, like a beautiful, empty glass vase. Lalina Schuett was a poor girl who had a very tough life. Her family died in a car accident, so she was alone. She had to work very hard just to survive. She was smart and studied a lot, even though she worked long hours at a coffee shop and barely slept. She wanted to honor her family's memory. Miu was like a big, bright, but sometimes dangerous fire. Lalina was like a small, calm candle in the dark. These two girls were very different and were never supposed to meet. Their lives were going in completely opposite directions. But a simple, thoughtless game was about to bring them together. This game would mess up their lives, causing one of them to be completely broken and the other to be sad and troubled forever.

Lalina thinks Natasha married her as a cold business transaction or out of spite. In reality, Natasha has been secretly in love with Lalina since three years ago, and she orchestrated the "bailout" marriage not to own her, but to protect her from a dangerous underworld creditor. Natasha plays the "cold billionaire" role because she's terrified that if she shows her soft heart, Lalina will realize she's a "fan" and lose respect for her. Would that bailout turn into meaningful family? LENA G!P This story, MY BILLIONAIRE WIFE, is an original work of fiction. All characters, events, and dialogues are products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. No part of this story may be copied, reproduced, translated, adapted, or distributed in any form without the author's written permission. Unauthorized use, reposting, or plagiarism is strictly prohibited. © 2026 softwareengr

AMATORIOUS SERIES 1 How much can a wife endure just to love and save a marriage that was already over before it even began? Marriage is meant to be a union built by two people in love, bound by vows that promise a lifetime of commitment. For Johanna Klaire Watson, marriage was never that simple. She married the woman she loved, Yael Yverix Ritchie. A love born from longing, sacrifice, and unspoken devotion. But Yael had once belonged to someone else. She was the widow of Johanna's deceased cousin, and the past remained a constant presence in their lives. Johanna loved Yael deeply, painfully, and without restraint from the moment she first saw her as a child. Yet Yael vowed to make her life miserable for forcing her into a marriage she never wanted. In a marriage shaped by hate, guilt, and unfinished love, Johanna must face a question no wife should ever have to ask: How much of herself can she give before there is nothing left to save? Date Begin: January 22, 2026 Date Finished: March/26/2026

Lena thought the hardest part of getting married would be choosing the flowers, the dress, the perfect venue. She didn't expect the hardest part to be the woman planning the wedding. Miu was never supposed to be anything more than the organizer of Lena's perfect day. Professional. Distant. Temporary. But somewhere between late-night planning, shared glances across crowded rooms, and quiet conversations that last longer than they should, something begins to change. What starts as simple wedding preparation slowly turns into stolen moments, lingering looks, and feelings Lena can't explain. Because the closer the wedding day gets, the harder it becomes to ignore the truth. The life she planned no longer feels like the life she wants. Now, with the ceremony only weeks away and everyone expecting her to walk down the aisle, Lena must face a choice she never thought she would have to make. Follow the future she promised... or the love she never saw coming. Because some feelings refuse to stay hidden. And when they finally ignite, they burn red.

They had a single rule: No labels. ​During college, Lorena "Lena" Schuett was the golden girl of Multimedia Arts, popular, effortless, and always watched. Miu Natsha was the quiet power in the Business department-selective, sharp, and only noticed by the "right people." Behind closed doors, they were each other's best-kept secret. In the light of day, they were nothing at all. ​It was supposed to stay casual until the final walk across the graduation stage. But pride is a fragile thing, and when Lena dismissed their entire history as just "she's good in bed" to save face in front of her friends, she didn't realize Miu was listening. ​Miu didn't ask for an explanation. She didn't stay for a goodbye. She simply vanished into the sprawl of Bangkok, leaving Lena with an empty room and the sudden, crushing weight of everything she never said. ​Two years later, they aren't students anymore. Lena is looking for a second chance in a city that doesn't give them, and Miu is a woman who has learned that some bridges are better left burnt. ​They used to know how the other breathed in the dark. Now, they're about to find out how much it hurts to be enemies.

Lena has no idea that the secretary she hired today is the same woman who danced in front of her just last night under velvet lights and a mask. By day, Miu is Miu Natsha.. the calm, composed executive secretary of Lorena Schuett. By night, she becomes Maxine, a magnetic performer in the city's underground scene. When both versions of her start falling for the same woman.. the cold, controlled heiress who unknowingly desires them both-Miu finds herself caught in a spiral of fear, longing, and slowly unraveling truth. Because sometimes, the hardest lies aren't told to deceive anyone, they're told just to survive.

For seven years, Miu loved Lena in silence. From their college days to adulthood, Miu stayed by Lena's side as her best friend, hiding feelings she never dared confess. While Miu carried a heart full of unspoken love, Lena only saw her as the one person she could always rely on.

From the moment they met at seven, Lalina was an inescapable force in Miu's world. Lalina's affection was a relentless, suffocating presence. For Miu, it wasn't love; it felt like a leash, a cage woven from constant affection that sought to keep her tethered, to define her space. Lalina's every "Did you eat? Are you going out? How was your day?" wasn't just pestering; it was a constant, insistent claim on Miu's existence, leaving her feeling confined and restless, longing for a freedom she couldn't quite articulate. Miu's own heart remained aloof, actively resisting the vibrant, overwhelming intensity of Lalina. Then, Lalina left. To London. And with her departure, the suffocating presence vanished. The relentless texts, the spontaneous visits, and the insistent questions - all ceased. The constant affection that had once felt like a chain was suddenly gone, replaced by an unnerving, echoing silence. It was in this stark, unexpected void that Miu's world tilted. The absence wasn't just physical; it was a profound emptiness where a specific, irreplaceable pressure used to be. Each quiet meal, every solitary moment, every decision made without an insistent voice in her ear, felt less like freedom and more like desolation. Miu found herself longing for the very "leash" she had once resented, for the constant affection that, in its absence, revealed itself not as a cage, but as a vibrant, undeniable thread that had anchored her to life. This is the story of a love discovered only through its agonizing loss. It follows Miu as she grapples with the devastating realization that the intense, unwavering heart she had once perceived as a burden was, in fact, the essential, vibrant core of her existence. Thousands of miles apart, as Miu finally understands the true meaning of Lalina's constant affection, the question remains: Can she bridge the chasm between them, or will the painful ache of Lalina's absence be all that remains?

From scraped knees in kindergarten to the dizzying complexities of college, Lalina's world had always revolved around Miu. Her devotion wasn't just protective; it was a smothering, obsessive shroud, shielding Miu from every whispered secret, every potential suitor, every hint of closeness with anyone else. It was her purpose, her reason for being. For Lalina, it was the purest form of love, fierce and unyielding, a love that demanded nothing in return, or so she told herself. But for Miu, it was a suffocating cage, an invisible leash that tightened with each passing year, breeding a quiet, seething hatred deep within her, a hatred Lalina refused to see. Then, Miu dared to fall in love with someone else. Despite Lalina's fervent contradictions, despite her desperate, tear-filled declarations of unwavering love, declarations that now felt like pathetic pleas, Miu shattered the cage. She married. For Lalina, the world imploded, the sun extinguished, leaving her in perpetual darkness. Accepting a fate she couldn't control, a fate that felt like a personal betrayal, she fled Thailand, vanishing for twelve agonizing years, each day a hollow echo of what could have been. But destiny, a cruel puppeteer, had not finished its dance. When news of her mother's ailing health finally drew Lalina back, the universe conspired. A chance encounter, brutal in its suddenness, thrust her face-to-face with Miu once more. What future awaited them? Could she bear to lose Miu again? Or was she destined to relive the same heartbreak, forever trapped in the echo of a love that could never be?