Because committed a grave sin, Han Ji Eun have to reborn as a problematic Duke's daughter! And one of her punishment is restore her reputation.. But, why did no one tell her that being noble isn't easy?
March 25, 2018
Han Ji Eun walked down to the Mapo Bridge with heavy steps.
The purple bruises on her temples still ached even though she already taken a painkillers.
Her skirt was torn so badly and forced her to wear the sweatpants.
Her mother would scold her because they didn't have enough money to buy a new uniform.
Ji Eun was sure that her mother would also beat her with a cane.
His father also definitely wouldn't care about it.
He might be drunk somewhere or gambling or maybe both.
The handheld of the bridge shining because of the touch from her hand. Illuminate the words written there.
Do you remember what it felt to be in love?
The sun tomorrow will shine brighter.
The best things in your life are yet to come.
Don't you miss the taste of samgyetang?
The words seemed to be insulting her somehow. She hopes that someday someone will delete it.
Since earlier, something bitter pressed against her throat.
Her chest tightened as she struggled to hold back the tears.
No, you can't, she said to herself. Nothing will change even if I cry.
Her memories of school hurt her so much.
She knew that she was an ugly duckling.
And then everyday, everyone always calls her with dirty nicknames.
As if, they had the right to beat her on the grounds because they said that she gave them a sore eye.
The teachers at school also seemed to be closing their eyes. Even though they knew what was going on, they only assumed that it was just a prank and a normal activity for teenagers to do.
Being born into a poor family also adds to the array of her problems. She is very grateful just have something to eat every day. Even it's only just a bowl of rice.
Ji Eun even tries to apply somw part-time job, so that at least she can buy books. Reading books was the only consolation for her.
But with her overweight body and the dull face, even the restaurant did not want to recruit her because she was considered as slow and unattractive.
Was it I, who asked to be born like this?
Why isn't anything right happening in my life?
Ji Eun's steps grew heavier. What to do?
She didn't want to go home or waking up just to see tomorrow.
She wanted to run away.
But where?
Poor Ji Eun doesn't even have any close family friends or relatives.
At that moment, she turned her head down.
The dark sky was reflected on the surface of the Han River. The wave and depth seemed to calling to that girl.
Promising the calmness and comforting vibe for her..
I must be crazy!
But Ji Eun knows that she does.
This life had long drained her sanity.
She can't take it anymore. Even if there is happiness tomorrow, she doesn't care.
After all, there are still days when everyone will mock her, beat her or ignore her ..
Who is a crazy person who wants to wait for that happiness to come by itself?
Ten seconds later, Ji Eun climbed onto the trellis and jumped.
The river water was not as cold as she thought.
In fact, it feels warm and so calming.
Even though she started coughing because her lungs were getting in the water, but she didn't regret it at all.
The only thing that she regretting is maybe, maybe because she didn't do it sooner.
Seventeen years of futility.
Her consciousness began to disappear and a stinging sensation attacked the throat, nose and even her head.
Then out of nowhere, a question emerged from her mind.
Is there someone attending my funeral?
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
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The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart-divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance-not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life-one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is... Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!
Elodie took a deep breath and knocked, the sound echoing in the quiet corridor. A moment of silence passed, broken only by the pounding of her heart. Finally, the door snicked open, revealing a surprised Dashiell. 'Can't you see the Do Not Disturb sign? We don't want-' His initial frown quickly morphed into confusion at the sight of his wife. 'What are you doing here?' he demanded. 'Your girlfriend invited me,' Elodie replied, her voice laced with icy calm. She tried to peer past him, but his broad frame blocked the view. A saccharine voice chimed in from within the room. 'Elodie? Oh dear, we didn't mean for you to find out this way. It's just that-' Elodie cut her short. 'Oh please, Selene. Spare me the fake apologies. You wouldn't have sent me all those texts if you didn't want me to know.' Dashiell shifted uncomfortably, his face a mask of annoyance. 'What texts?' Elodie stepped past him, taking in the luxurious suite with a sardonic smile. The king-sized bed, the scattered rose petals, the lingering scent of sex – it all painted a vivid picture of their betrayal. She looked up at Dashiell, her gaze unwavering. 'I want a divorce.' ****** Dashiell lived a life of luxury, surrounded by the best things money could buy. But when a car accident left him vulnerable, he met Elodie, a seemingly ordinary woman who nursed him back to health. Mistaking her for just another employee, Dashiell entered into a loveless marriage with her solely for convenience. However, fate had a different script in store. Elodie, the 'ordinary nurse,' held a secret more precious than any diamond: she was the sole heiress to Northstar, a vast and powerful enterprise. Unaware of her true identity, Dashiell cast her aside when his ex-girlfriend returned, leaving Elodie humiliated. But Elodie was not one to be easily broken. She shed the facade of the meek nurse, reclaiming her rightful inheritance and stepping into the role of Northstar's CEO. Now, the woman Dashiell discarded was the one holding the reins of power. As Elodie thrives in her new role, Dashiell is consumed by regret. He finally sees Elodie for the extraordinary woman she truly is, realising the depth of his mistake. But will his remorse be enough to win back the heart he so carelessly discarded?