Tristan is just an ordinary employee with a small salary in big company, but he needs a lot of money to pay for his father's treatment. In a desperate situation Tristan joked about finding a sugar mommy to help with his financial problems. He had no idea that the joke would lead him into a complicated situation. What should Tristan do, when someone very powerful offers him to be a sugar baby and traps Tristan in a complicated family conflict? "I only want your money and I pay for what you gave me with my body. Don't expect more, because between us there can't be any heart involved!"
"Break off all your lover from now on," William said in a sharp tone. "Man or woman."
"He's not my boyfriend, you know I never interested to that word," Dave said with a chuckle. "Only one of the staff is facing to submit a report."
"Then don't tease him. I know he's to your taste, but from now on you have to stop playing around."
"Oh come on, Dad, my work has always been above par. My romantic life has absolutely nothing to do with my job."
"You're getting married, Dave. Gotta get married!"
"Ha? Married? With whom? This is a joke?"
"Sovi Leonard?" Dave's eyebrows shot up high.
William nodded firmly. "Yes. She will be back in three months, after completing her masters in London and after that you will be engaged and married very soon."
"Why?" asked Dave in a flat tone.
"Why?" his Father replied. "You will be my heir, Dave. I need to introduce you to all our connections and business associates, just like your grandfather did me. It's tradition."
Dave snorted in annoyance. "That's not what I meant. I was wondering why I should marry Sovi?"
"You didn't like Sovi? You were very close when you were little and she was very enthusiastic when her father proposed your wedding plans."
"That's what I mean, Dad. I've always considered Sovi like my little sister. It would be weird for me to marry her because I never had romantic feelings for her."
"Nonsense. Sovi is the perfect woman for you. You two are getting married and I will process my name change to yours after that."
Dave got up from his chair and came out from behind his desk to sit on the sofa in front of his father. He looked at the man's face with questioning eyes.
"What's the rush, Dad? I wasn't ready for everything you said just now."
William threw his back against the back of the sofa. "I took this business transfer from your grandfather when I was a two younger than you, Dave. There's no reason for you to feel unprepared."
"I don't want to marry Sovi. Never!" Dave argued stubbornly.
"You must marry, even if not with Sovi, you must still marry. But, Sovi is the best for our family. The heir to the Jan family must be sure to be married and have the certainty of being able to produce the next generation, before accepting the transfer of names from the previous generation. It's a hereditary tradition," William snapped impatiently. "You've played enough during this time, with your very carefree and reckless life. It's time for you to grow up and take over the leadership of this family!"
"Just point to Gary, then," Dave muttered half grudgingly. "Just because he's not your biological son doesn't mean he can't be the heir to this business. He's proven capable and reliable, is married and his child is due in five months. Beside, he is your golden child. You always love him more than me, so why don't you choose him as a heir instead of me? Be clear and fair, Dad!"
William took a deep breath and stood up from the couch, supporting himself with the dragon-headed staff in his hand. "He is indeed capable and reliable, even more than you are capable of, but after all blood relations are thicker than water. There have been instances where a Jan in the past gave full trust to his intelligent stepson rather than his stupid biological child to accept his legacy. It took only five years for that brilliant stepson to destroy the Jan name and build his own. Since then, it has taken decades to restore the Jan name to our country's business scene and there has been a lot of sacrifice."
Dave was silent, not daring to say anything else. He knew his father was harboring disappointment because of his refusal, but he also did not want to take the conditions put forward for him.
"Then give me five more years, Dad. No, three years I think will be enough. I will find a woman to marry me myself, not in an arranged way like this."
William's brows knit together. "I don't have three years."
"What do you mean, Dad?"
William didn't answer, but walked straight to the door and out of Dave's study. "Just be ready for Sovi! I had talk to her Father about this."
Dave stared out the window at the city streets 13 floors below, trying to imagine what Sovi Leonard's face would look like now.
He had known Sovi since she was five, whiny and sulky. He often teased and made Sovi cry, but the girl kept clinging to him.
Sovi and her family moved to Manila when the girl was twelve and they have not seen each other since. So, how could his father think of setting them up now? Dave sure, there is something hidden by his father.
Dave's thoughts were interrupted by a knock on his office door. "Come in!" he exclaimed.
The door opened and a man with a stack of files in his hands trudged in, trying to keep the files from falling.
Dave stared at the man who entered in awe. The man is very pretty. Yes, pretty, although it is not customary to describe a man with that word.
Why was his skin so white, that had crossed Dave's mind, when the man got closer to his desk, he shouldn't take a bath often because his skin might become transparent.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Dave, I brought the file you asked Mr. Kim before," said the pretty man.
Dave's brow furrowed looking at the pile of files placed on his desk. "Why did you bring him? Where is Kim?"
"Mr. Kim had to meet a client who came suddenly and it just so happened that I just finished compiling the files you need."
"What's your name? I've never seen you before."
"My name is Tristan. I just transferred from the North branch two weeks ago, Mr. Dave and I actually had your weekly meetings with you."
Dave tilted his head to observe this man named Tristan more closely. How could a man like this escape his sight? He is bisexual and he likes both handsome men and beautiful women. However, Tristan is someone different. He is handsome as well as beautiful. A unique blend.
"I'm going to go through this file and please tell Mr. Kim to come face to face with me again after he's done with the client. There's something I need to discuss with him."
"Yes, Mr. Dave, I will. Excuse me."
Dave watched Tristan's back disappear behind the door, but the soft vanilla scent he left in the air made Dave's blood boil.
Dave picked up the phone on the table and dialed a number. "Neena, can you bring me a copy of the latest staff data? I need to see something."
Dave put the phone down and waited. Tristan, hm?
***
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"Then let's get a divorce!" With courage, Leora left her husband's house, after being accused of poisoning his mistress. Her in-laws and sister-in-law had planned various ways to kick her out of Peter's house and in the end Leora gave in. However, no one expected that things would turn 180 degrees after the divorce. When everyone who had hurt her was happy with each other's lies, Leora returned. This time, she was no longer the poor orphan girl from the orphanage. She has changed and not only that, she also carries a big secret that will make everyone turn to worship her feet.
Loving someone so deeply turned out to only make Sadie's life miserable until the end. She regretted her wasted life because of her blind love and when she miraculously got a second chance at life, Sadie was determined to fix everything. However, it turned out that it was not easy either, because many things could not be changed just like that. "I will not let you go again, Sadie. This is not only a second chance for you, but this is also for me!" "Even if my heart is not for you?" "Your heart is for me, you just don't want to admit it yet. Don't worry, I am a persistent person and you will give in to me, even if it takes my whole life. You, will be mine."'
Injustice, betrayal, and a one night stand with a strange man, made Valerie Quinn Rayner's life miserable and turned upside down. She decided to leave and disappeared, leaving someone with a broken heart. Eight years later, Valerie is back to reclaim what was arbitrarily taken from her and she is ready to fight for her neglected rights. However, someone who was once abandoned by Valerie knows she is back and is determined to ask her to pay for his loneliness. Destiny brings them together again in a tangle of secrets, ambition, and power, which it is not known where it will lead them, until reality determines their destiny. "Be my Luna and I will take revenge for you."
Saddened that his medical test results were unclear, Jonas declared himself a Beta. But, it turns out it was a fatal mistake that changed his life, when Xander, his best friend, a dominant Alpha, broke his heart on prom night. What happened that night made Jonas decide to leave Xander's life, focus on his dreams and leave all the stories of their friendship behind. Eight years later, they meet again at a party and this time Xander won't let Jonas escape again. They were destined to be together, as they had promised before. Not as Alpha and Beta, but as... Mate. Then, there is someone between them, Jordan, who make Xander so jealous. What will Xander do to make Jonas his?
At first it was just a simple plan to live together in an apartment to save expenses. However, who would have thought, a simple plan would grow so complicated because not only feelings of love are involved, but also past secrets, loyalties, and betrayals. "I don't want to lose you, Baby. You are my life." "How dare you said that! You don't love me
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Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
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