As a devil, he could only use his methods if he wanted to keep people. In the entertainment world, she is the most noticed music star, and behind is also a bird tied by a golden rope, forever unable to escape his hand. At eight, she was taken to the beautiful Snow White Park. Fantasy mansion, servants, can\'t count, only the mysterious male owner is missing--her titular adoptive father... It is said that he is the cruelest man, a heinous crime, covering the sky with one hand; At the same time, he is the most passionate, perpetually dangerous guy... Ten years later, she emerged from the cocoon and turned into a butterfly, and in the dark, those dark eyes still watched intently. At the age of eighteen, the mysterious adoptive father finally appeared... The legend came true is also when her nightmare began... On her wedding night, gathering many stars, the groom died for no reason, and the room was also that demonic man. He sneered to the bone, his big hand gently stroking her belly, "Getting married, it\'s fine, but, I want to know if this place will be my grandchild or...my child!" The darkness covered, the illusion shattered... He said coldly: "Don\'t ever think about leaving." She could only look up at this terrifying man...A forbidden love that continued every night...
At night, the wind blows the clouds away, and the heavy raindrops settle on the transparent glass of the floor-to-ceiling window, gradually melting away, leaving only a fragile piece.
The inside of the mansion was filled with the smell of fresh blood.
A young man was held tightly by many bodyguards. His strangely cold face was covered with fresh blood, his cold lips were tightly clenched, and a streak of blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth.
However, looking at his face, it is impossible to guess his age. Moreover, he seems mature and challenging.
"That mighty brat, thinking that he can fight and come here to rob people by relying on himself, has this skill?"
A calm voice was in the air, mixed with a hint of sarcasm, and a luxurious suit appeared. The middle-aged man sneered, and after saying that, his big hand reached out to the woman who had long been tied up beside him.
"Um..."
The woman looked at the man in horror, wanting to struggle to escape the man's grasp, but could only let him do whatever he wanted.
"What? Do you think there will be a miracle?"
The middle-aged man laughed evilly, then pulled the woman's long hair. His black eyes flashed, "What do you think it can do? Looking at its appearance, it is also about to be defeated. I'm beaten to death, don't you... do you want to see him die for you? You are my woman and don't need to destroy a young person's future just because of this."
The woman desperately looked at the young man not far away, tears streaming down her face.
" Matthew, you dare touch a hair of hers, I will let you die without a place of burial!"
The cold voice of that handsome young man seemed to cut through the rainy night, and even his blue pupils were sharp and hard like eagle eyes.
"Want me to die?"
The middle-aged man seemed to hear a joke, "Those words that come out of your mouth really don't hurt at all, even though you really are a stubborn kid!"
He looked over at the fifteen-year-old man, whose ferocious appearance was unlike his fifteen years old, but it made his heart beat a little faster. He has a tall, muscular body, showing tenacity. But after all, he was a regal man with one hand covering the sky. Of course, he couldn't be intimidated so easily. Can he
- Matthew, being the cruelest guy in the world, can he be afraid of a brat? The young man wanted to struggle to stand up but was grabbed by the bodyguards, coldly against Matthew's sarcastic eyes, fiercely snarling at every word...
"You'd better now. kill me, or you'll regret it!"
" Ha.. ha.. ha ha ! "
Matthew laughed maniacally, his courage worthy of applause, "I'll give you a reason to kill me in the future!" After saying that, the big hand blatantly tore the woman's clothes next to her.
In front of many people, the attractive body of a woman was revealed.
"Let her go, you bastard!"
The young man got mad and hit the bodyguards. His cold, fierce blue eyes seemed to spit blood. Without waiting for him to come forward, the air suddenly rang with the sound of a gun...
"Dang..."
The young man suddenly fell to the ground, fresh blood flowing from his shoulder.
"Ah...." The woman looked at the young man, desperately shaking her head, indicating that he didn't need to move forward.
A group of bodyguards, like bloodthirsty insects, for a second time aggressively grabbed the young man...
"You bastard, do you think this woman is still an innocent girl?"
Matthew coldly shouted, then squeezed the woman's high breasts, "She's been played with many times before. Do you consider her a treasure? But I only consider her a whore. Just a whore!"
The young man endured the pain, the blue tendon on his forehead almost bursting. He also appeared to have lost too much blood, his prideful lips gradually turned white, but he still tried to save the woman.
"Want to enjoy women with you? Stop it for me. Today I want to show it how lewd the woman it likes is!"
Matthew arrogantly shouted, stood up, took off his belt, grinned, and pressed on the woman next to him...
The woman's face was white, and her body struggled even more fiercely.
"Let her go!"
The young man tried to suppress the pain that made him think he was about to faint and wanted to struggle to stand up...
He was like a leopard. His body contained valuable energy, but he was beaten and injured by the bodyguards. Again. This wound seemed to be fatal, although it did not kill him. In the end, he could not move, could only helplessly watch the woman struggling in agony. Matthew
's laughter and icy voice hung in the air, along with his breath as cold as rain.
"What? He's only a fifteen-year-old boy, is it hard to forget his taste once he's tasted it? By the way, have you forgotten that I'm your man?"
Matthew slapped the woman's constantly hiding face, his big hand fiercely strangling her, "It's just a stray dog that I was kind enough to raise. You dare to run away with it. You don't commit to being my woman. Well done, and today I want to see it... it's seen with my own eyes that a bunch of men is sharing you!"
As soon as the words finished, the man's strong body completely bent down, using his strength to move, making the woman scream through the dark rainy night.
The young man's hoarse voice dissolved in a low growl, his consciousness growing weaker and weaker.
After a long while, Matthew was finally happy on top of the woman, contentedly turning his back, pointing at his bodyguards...
"You, you all, play with it, don't let him. This brat is dead, let him see with his own eyes how much lust he wants!"
"Yes!"
A bunch of excited bodyguards, like chickens out of cages, greedily stared at the nearly dying woman. Her body was smooth, and it was even brighter under the light.
The woman struggled, along with the shrill screams that ended up sinking in each time, each time being trampled.
Finally, the young man fainted and fell into a pool of blood on the ground.
Rain fell to the heavens and landslides.
Eight years later...
Heavy rain until early afternoon, ticking as if there was no sign of stopping. The alley was murky and wet, full of quarrels between women and children.
Everyone says that CEO Anderson is a formidable figure in the Kingdom of Alssta, someone not to be trifled with. His name alone inspires fear, and those who see him instinctively bow and lower their heads. Some even claim that CEO Anderson's home is a den of dragons and tigers, filled with corpses and bones. Rumor has it that the young bride, who was married off in her sister's place, has already died... When they meet again, CEO Anderson flashes a menacing smile and takes out...
Otis and Mei had known each other since college but broke up before graduating. Both of them ran off to places thousands of miles apart, thinking they would never cross paths again. Yet, fate had other plans, and they ended up becoming roommates. The moment Otis pushed the door open and saw Mei sitting on the sofa, he froze. "You look like my ex-girlfriend." Mei immediately jumped up, stomping her foot in frustration. "I am your ex-girlfriend!!!"
1. Ophelia always believed she would be with Finnian. At the age of eight, they became step-siblings and faced the hardest times of their lives together. Finnian once promised, "Ophelia, wait for me to succeed, and I will marry you." But on her birthday, he publicly announced his relationship with the famous actress, Eamon. 2. The man she had waited for all these years found someone new, while her family's business teetered on the edge of bankruptcy. Ophelia stood amidst the storm-not only were there those waiting to see her fail, but others with malicious intentions biding their time to strike. But what everyone expected didn't happen. Instead of succumbing to despair, Ophelia stunned everyone by organizing a grand wedding that shook Selista. The Radcliffe family, the most prestigious family in Dolasiats, hosted an extravagant wedding in Selista for their beloved daughter-in-law and sole heir, Logan. In an instant, Selista became the gathering spot for more than half of Dolasiats' elites. No one could figure out which lady from Selista had such incredible fortune. When Ophelia appeared in a pristine, dazzling white wedding gown that captivated every gaze, the entire audience was stunned. Finnian, attending the wedding, dropped the wine glass he was holding. It shattered to pieces on the ground. 3. Ophelia knew full well that this marriage was not stable; it was merely a transaction of benefits and could end with each going their separate ways. But Logan had given her so much. After registering their marriage, she gradually made concessions, fulfilling his every demand. From moving in under the same roof, to sharing the same bedroom, and then... Each night, he was possessive, indulgent. She could no longer endure it. Her eyes turned red, and she trembled as she protested, "Can you restrain yourself a little?" The man leaned down, kissed her damp hair, and in a husky voice coaxed her gently at her ear, "Be good and call me husband*."
At her own engagement party, she was betrayed by her best friend, making her a laughingstock in front of everyone. With no other choice, and being a person with pride, she couldn't just walk away humiliated. So, she impulsively grabbed someone to salvage the situation. Unexpectedly, the man she happened to pull was none other than the cold and fearsome CEO of RS, someone everyone dreads to cross paths with. But she wasn't the innocent, defenseless white lotus people saw on the surface. Just wait and see-who would prove to be stronger!
Once, there was a kind-hearted young girl who saved the life of a little beggar boy. Amid hunger, bitter cold, and the overwhelming sense of despair, the girl drove away a pack of stray dogs that threatened the boy and gave him a box of chocolates she loved dearly. This simple act planted a seed that would blossom sixteen years later. The boy, now grown, returned to find the girl who had once saved him, silently protecting her in the guise of a naive, seemingly useless husband.
Calista Whitaker and Dorian Blackwood were childhood sweethearts, engaged for a long time. But just when the crucial moment approached, an unexpected twist occurred- On the day of the engagement, Dorian's affair was unexpectedly exposed. While the marriage alliance between the two families hung in the balance, a weary yet striking man appeared, his gaze both proud and leisurely, skimming over their clasped hands. Alpha Zephyr introduced him flamboyantly as another son of his. Despite his youth, he had already taken control early on and now held the lifeblood of the Blue Moon pack in his hands. As Dorian scrambled for an opportunity to explain, news of the broken engagement spread across the city, yet no one knew that Eamon Blackwood had secretly arranged a meeting with Calista. The man casually tossed her a tempting proposition: "Miss Whitaker, would you mind if the groom were to change?" -Would you like to turn this half-baked victory into a guaranteed triumph and become my accomplice?
Amy didn't expect that her husband whom she had loved and trusted earnestly for many years would be cheating on her by having sex with his secretary. When she confronted him, he and his secretary mocked and ridiculed her, they called her barren to her face, afterall, she had not conceived for the past three years that she had been married to her husband, Callan. Terribly Heartbroken, she filed for divorce and left to the club, she picked a random gigolo, had a hot one night stand with him, paid him and dissapeared to a small city. She came back to the country six years later with three identical cute boys and three identical cute girls of the same age. She settled and got a job but soon find out that her CEO was the gigolo she had sex with six years back at the club. Will she be able to hide her six little cuties from her CEO, who happens to be the most powerful man in NorthHill and beleived to be infertile? Can Amy and the most powerful man in NorthHill get along considering the social gap between them.
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"