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Lacey had no other dream but to be married to a rich man. And she has three prospects. Both of these three are ooze with sex appeal, charm, and good looks. And most of all, they are both billionaires. So whichever one of them Lacey chooses, she can lie in the bed of money. Yes, she is so desperate to find a man who will give her all her luxuries. Prospect Number One was his childhood best friend, Garreth McBride. Lacey recalls telling him how much she likes him and wants to marry him. But he just laughed at her face, like she was some kind of joke to him. Prospect Number Two was his college classmate, Keith Rothchild. He was a well-known former hockey player with who Lacey hooked up. And he was the first of everything. Prospect Number Three was his boss. Lacey thought Rafael Chadwick was the best choice of the three. He was a kind, sweet, and gentlemanly boss. But that was just what she thought too...
"Mom, I want ice cream! Buy me ice cream, please... " Lacey was pointing at the ice cream truck with her eyes pleading, but her mother did not listen to her. Lacey screamed in pain as her mother pinched her left arm, leaving her shocked and confused.
She cried that everyone had turned their attention to her.
Lacey was rubbing her eyes with both of her hands as she continued to cry.
"Ice cream, I want ice cream. "
"Lacey, will you shut up? Her mother said and pulled her away from the park.
Why? She just wanted that ice cream. If her father were here, he would buy her an ice cream. But it's been a day since Lacey has not seen her father.
Why was her father not coming to see her? She just wanted her father, not her mother, who was always hitting her.
She saw how her mother glared at her when she tried to point it out to the ice cream truck, with her mouth-watering, imagining the taste of the ice cream. Lacey saw many kids like her lining up in front of the ice cream truck.
"Ice--"
*Pak*
A slap came from her mother's hand that landed on Lacey's right cheek. As for Lacey, a five-year-old kid with skin as plump as a peach and white as snow, her mother's slap at her became visible.
"Mom..."
"If I were of no use to you, I would not take you with me!" said her mother, repeatedly pointing at her and poking her forehead.
Holding her forehead, Lacey immediately backed away.
There were so many questions in her mind about why her mother was doing this to her. But since she was young, she would not understand.
As her mother approaches her, trying to hold her again, Lacey runs away from her mother. She ran as fast as she could when she saw her mother's angry face while trying to catch her.
She ran in the direction of the park. Lacey stopped running when she saw her mother not following her. She sat on the grass and hid in an old tree. She didn't care if the very beautiful dress that her mother wore for her became dirty.
She would accept the hit coming from her mother. But for now, she doesn't want to see her mother.
Annoyed, she removed the colorful clip from her hair and threw it away. Lacey turned around, but there was no one there. She crouched down beneath the old three.
Almost half an hour had passed and Lacey was still hiding in the three, crouched down, waiting for her father to call her.
She didn't notice that someone was approaching her side. When she looked up, she saw the three kids the same age as her.
"What are you doing here?" asked the kid, wearing a red shirt while licking the ice cream he was holding. Instead of answering, Lacey looked away and avoided looking at the ice cream the kid was holding.
"We saw what the woman did to you," said the kid who was wearing the same shirt as she and her father's favorite sport to watch--baseball games. He sat next to her, and Lacey moved a bit.
"It looks like it hurts your right cheeks. " Lacey quickly moved away when he was trying to touch her.
"I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. " He said and raised his hands.
"Can we leave her now?" Lacey turned her head to the kid who spoke.
"Can't you see that she doesn't want us here? " The kid said, frowning. He remained standing not far away.
"I..." Lacey wanted to say something, but not until she heard her mother's voice.
The three immediately ran when they saw her mother. She even heard them mumbling "witch" until they left, leaving Lacey with her mother, who looked like she wanted to swallow her whole.
Lacey prepares herself to be hit by her mother.
"Just this night, I could have the man I want." Paige Montana fell in love at first sight with a man she shouldn't have had to. First, he was her teacher, and second, he was her stepfather's brother. But one day, after she saw Nicolai bringing his girlfriend to their house, he told them that he was getting married. Paige couldn't accept and... She made a mistake.
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
Eve is left with no choice other than getting married to Jason who is arrogant and has not an iota of respect for her. Eve is in need of changing the poor status of her family and Jason needs to secure his company by getting a wife. Their marriage is built on pretence and deceit for the sake of keeping his company and her family's new wealth. However, things change the minute Jason finds out Eve was a virgin the next morning after their first sex.
"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!
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."