High bun, eyeglasses, long sleeve shirt and plaited skirt. Dressed so strictly, FengJiu reached 28 without having any intimate interaction with men. At an early age, being an orphan, FengJiu dedicated herself on taking good care of her grandfather and their business, choosing to live a life different from a normal teenager. Now, as the CEO of Feng International, people view her as a stoic woman without emotions. Deep inside, FengJiu is like any other women, want to experience the beauty of life and romance. Due to the pressure of her grandfather in her marriage, FengJiu decided to let herself experience the life of a single woman without worries before tying the knot (marriage). For the first time in her life, she got drunk and party all night. Huh? Why is she naked? Eh? Ehh?! "Woman, after eating me dry, you have to take responsibility." a shameless man said. In an instant, she became his 'sugar mommy'. What?! This shameless NEET whom she 'adopted' is the owner of Lu Corporation, her enemy?! Before she could escape, she got tied on the bed. "Woman, you better chose wisely. You will marry me or I will marry you?" She strictly rejects him after knowing everything but every inch of her body craves for him otherwise. (N.E.E.T.- Not in Education, Employment or Training aka Unemployed) Book Cover: SilentScarlettt editor and proofreader: RenTheView and Moonlitnight.

[Chen Ju Fen] The chrysanthemum fragrant blooms at dawn. At the age of 22, she died by the hands of her so-called husband and at the feet of her 'sworn' sister. Dying regretfully for wasting her life on a man who had thrown her away so easily like an used tissue, she opens her eyes to the familiar sight of her bedroom at the age of 16; it was exactly one year before she married him. Now she makes a choice: follow with the original story or take another route. NOT A TRANSLATION: this is my own humble story. All rights reserved. Do not plagiarize. Cover picture belongs to me while other photos used throughout the chapters do not, and I don't claim them. They belong to their rightful owners. Viewer's discretion is advised. Story contains usage of strong language, violence, and heavy sexual contents. Read at your own risk! Highest Rankings reached: #1 Novel #1 Revenge #1 Short story #1 Mature

This is for offline purposes only! I DO NOT OWN THIS... credits to Jiuku Literature, author & translators. Follow@ http://m.520rm.com/Blog/detail/blog_id/24210 Synopsis: Everyone thought that the actions of Anne to be despicable. They saw her as a cheap woman, who stole her sister's love one and stay on Antonio's side as a secretary & bed warmer. The guy hates her and his making her life difficult. But no matter how he hates her, Antonio became restless whenever he saw Anne with Terry. But does he really hates her? Why can't he stop touching her? ~~More secrets will be revealed that would make your heart grieved for the MC~ Excerpt Antonio has been calling her phone until... Terry," Sheldon shouted: "Won't you answer the phone. What are you doing? " "It's not my phone ringing." "It's not mine too ... Uh, hers?" Both of them turned to look in the direction of Anne. Sheldon was too late in stopping Terry as he went ahead to answer it. "Anne, immediately you finish with the assignment I gave you, make sure you return straight away to the office or else you will suffer the consequences." For a moment Terry was startled on hearing the man on the other side of the phone. "Oh, so her name is Anne. She won't be back for a while, as it is now she is asleep in my house." Sheldon simply couldn't stand it anymore. "First of all, you go on to answer someone's phone without their permission, and then you go ahead to say that the person is asleep in your house?" "A woman sleeping in the house of a strange man? ... Whoever hears this is sure to misunderstand." On the other side of the phone, Antonio's face went cold, especially at the sound of hearing what the man said, that Anne was asleep in his house. He was madly furious. This is Not my Story Just sharing this beautiful novel from Jiukun Please do not leave harsh comments if this is not your cup of tea #NingXi

One Year, that's what they agreed upon. That's why she worked so hard to please him. That's why she did everything in her power to help him and his people. So she could live her second life, the way she wanted. In peace. One Year, they promised each other. To live a life as husband and wife. One Year, to convince everyone that they were a loving couple. One Year, to gather information on his enemies. One Year, to gather as much support and power from the royal court to his side. One Year, of playing pretend and fooling the whole Kingdom of their fake love story. Little did she know, it only took One Year for him to fall in love with her. Will he keep to his word of One Year? Or go back on it and break their promise?

How can you lose something you never have? When your own mother poisons you to gain pity from others, how should you feel? Why was I, the youngest, being married off? How could I care about something that was never mine? WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: Story contains adult content that is unsuitable for children. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

Seven years ago... I was his stalker. Three years ago... I was his wife. Two years ago... I was his ex-wife. Since the day he left me, my life has never been the same. It seems like I gathered all life's misfortunes - my mother died from cancer, our family business went down and my dad could not face the shame so he killed himself leaving me to take on the responsibilities of paying his debts. I have to work hard to make ends meet. I worked as a baker, a dance instructress, and an entertainer in order to pay the debts as well as to support myself. I was trying to be okay until he came back. He manipulated everything - owned the bakeshop where I worked as a baker, paid me to give him private dance classes and made me agree to perform in private with him. Do you think that is already worse? Nah-uh! He my family's debt so I am obliged to pay him based on his terms. I am Patricia Sandoval, sold to Stuart Cordoval - I am his personal assistant, private chef, personal dance instructor, exclusive entertainer and on-call bedwarmer of my beloved ex-husband. This may sound absurd, but yes, I am sold to my ex-husband. Note: This is originally a story written in Filipino but since there have been requests for its English version, I am going to slowly upload an English translation of this story.

Russian heiress Tatiana Rostova thought that her 'happily ever after' would be with her beloved fiance. However, the people she cared about most betrayed her and left her dying. Saved by a handsome Italian duke, a plan of revenge blooms. ******* Tatiana Rostova took upon herself to seek revenge on the two people she loved the most after their betrayal left her half-dead, even if it meant she had to sell herself to the devil-especially since the devil is in the form of the handsome six-foot-two, silver-eyed Italian duke named Lucca Cavelli. This wallflower vowed to take everything that is rightfully hers. But in the process of her revenge, will she be willing to risk her heart again? Cover designed by Ren Tachibana