Emily Brow is a girl with a lot of life ahead of her, "literally". At the age of twenty-two, she has achieved many things, one of which is being an exemplary daughter to her parents. However, for herself, she is a lie disguised as a saintly virgin, as her personality is that of a rebellious girl yearning for her freedom. Her parents take care to support her in whatever she decides, as Emily is their only daughter, Daddy's princess! Her level of grades in university gives her all the trust she needs; study leaves, money, luxuries, and unconditional love. Even though she knows she is a fraud, her conscience always repeats that she deserves everything her parents give her because they only expect a daughter who excels in studies, and that's what she does. "Being one of the top achievers at the University of London." She has disguised her mischiefs, late-night studies are an illusion, a disguise for her parents, as the true scenario is going out partying with her friends and getting drunk. And to this day, Emily's mischiefs have not been discovered, at least not by her parents, but the same cannot be said for her friends. The nocturnal streets of London bear witness to Emily's pure fun and all the encounters she has with the night lover, "the Russian mobster." Nikolay is the Russian she met that night of partying and whom she can't help but see now. Nikolay came to London for the organization's business and ended up staying after meeting that girl who he can't get out of his mind today. It started with a "hello," then a dance, and they ended up sharing a kiss that marked both of their hearts. + "No, please, don't go with him," Emily's friend drops to her knees to catch her right leg, preventing her from taking a step. "Your parents and your friends need you, please, that man..." "Shhh, that man is the one I love, please, I want you to respect my decision." "But... my brother." "Don't talk to me about your brother, he doesn't even know what he wants. Promising me love! Ha, why make promises when he has a pregnant woman." "I don't want to defend him, he cares about you a lot and..." "And you're doing it again. I'm sorry, but I have to go." Emily slowly lowers herself to the same level as her friend. "I love you, and I want you to always remember that. That man you're afraid of is nothing less than the man I love and want for the rest of my days. I don't care how much danger I'm in or what I have to leave behind." The pain and words of Emily are so sincere that it was very difficult for her to make the decision to distance herself from her family. For her, Nikolay is not the man who gives her the love that any masculine man can offer. What kind of qualities should the perfect man have for Emma? Simple! She has always desired a rugged, strong, protective, romantic, thoughtful, daring, and faithful man.Â
"Oh, the night was ready for chaos! The streets of London beckoned us with their brilliance and mystery, promising us an evening of recklessness. My friends and I plunged into the crowd, leaving behind our worries and responsibilities. Who needs to study when you have an entire city as a playground? My disguise of a diligent student faded into the shadows as I embraced my true identity: the bold and vibrant girl.
Amidst the crowd, my friends and I decided to make a stop at an elegant nightclub called "Ecstasy." The atmosphere was electrifying, with bright lights and a dance floor filled with moving bodies. As I traversed the room, my eyes met a pair of intense blue eyes that seemed to read my soul. It was as if time stood still, and only he and I existed amidst that frenzied crowd.
My heart started racing as I cautiously approached him. I couldn't help but feel a magnetic attraction to this mysterious stranger, who exuded an aura of confidence and charm. As we got closer, a mischievous smile formed on his face, and I knew at that moment that something extraordinary was about to happen.
"What's a beautiful girl like you doing in a place like this?" he asked with a deep and seductive voice. I nervously chuckled, captivated by his charm.
"Oh, just looking for some fun and adventure," I replied, trying to maintain my composure. The music continued to resonate in my ears, but his presence had the power to overshadow any other sound at that moment.
We found ourselves in the center of the dance floor, our bodies moving to the rhythm of the music, but it was as if we were dancing to our own melody. The touch of our hands sent electric currents through my body, and the warmth of his closeness enveloped me like a blazing flame.
Amidst laughter and knowing glances, we shared stories and dreams as if we had known each other for a lifetime. His sense of humor was contagious, and every word of his elicited spontaneous laughter from my lips.
"You know? I never thought that an unexpected encounter could change my life so much," I smiled shyly.
"And I never imagined I would find someone as special as you amidst a crowd. You are my most precious surprise," he gently held my hand.
"Sometimes, the best things happen when you least expect them," I sighed, simultaneously playing with my fingers. "I feel so fortunate to have found you that night."
"And I am eternally grateful for that twist of fate." He whispered, making a bold approach. "Since that moment, I can't get you out of my thoughts."
"I feel the same way." I couldn't help but blush, "Your presence in my life has filled every empty space and awakened emotions I didn't even know existed."
"You're my muse, the spark that ignites my creativity and passion."
"There's no place I'd rather be than by your side," I looked straight into his eyes. "You make me feel complete, loved, and desired in a way I've never experienced before."
"You're the only person who can make my heart beat so strongly," he released my hand to gently touch my cheek. "Every time I look at you, I feel like time stands still and everything else disappears."
"So, are you telling me that you've enchanted me?" I smiled flirtatiously.
"Completely enchanted," he gave me a smile, revealing his perfect teeth. "Every time you smile, my world lights up."
At that moment, I got lost in a warm and loving embrace. The world around me faded away.
As the night progressed, our conversations became more intimate, and our lips drew closer. The kiss was magical, a culmination of emotions intertwined in a single eternal moment. It was as if our hearts synchronized in perfect harmony.
But, as in every fairy tale, the night came to an end. We realized that our paths had to diverge, at least for now. We exchanged phone numbers with the promise to meet again.
As the weeks went by, the tension grew stronger. Nikolay and I knew that our time together was limited, and that only fueled the fire of our passion. Each encounter became more intense, each caress more desperate, as if we wanted to absorb each other's love before the world tore us apart.
One night, while we were in a dark park, surrounded by a gentle breeze and the rustling of tree leaves, Nikolay looked into my eyes with a mix of tenderness and concern. I could see in his eyes that he, too, was grappling with his own emotions, with the weight of the secret.
"Are you okay?" he asked, softly caressing my cheek.
His words triggered a surge of emotions within me. The burden of the lie had become unbearable. I felt trapped between the love I felt for him and the guilt of deceiving my family.
"I don't know how much longer I can bear it," I whispered, letting my tears blend with the darkness of the night.
Nikolay enveloped me in his arms, protecting me from the outside world. "I know, sweetheart. But we must be strong. Soon we will find a way to be together without having to hide."
Olivia is in charge of the nightclub, but at the same time, she is one of the members of the organized crime. She leads a double life to avoid being discovered. During the day, Olivia is a simple pastry chef, but at night, she transforms into an untamed woman with a dark aura. Noah is the typical wealthy, handsome, and intelligent man. However, he is not as perfect as everyone thinks; he has more than one secret that only a few know about.
Leo arrived at the Kosvolk mansion in desperation, and unintentionally stumbled upon the woman who would be his contracted wife. However, his eyes were met with a regrettable surprise upon meeting the only daughter of the mafia boss Dimitriy. Leo determined that he would never commit himself to a spoiled, pampered, and indulged girl, as it would be an insult to him and the Novikov name. Little does he expect that the mafia boss's daughter has her own tricks up her sleeve, including the power of seduction. Will he be able to resist the charms of the girl who has it all?
He screamed in despair, furious about the small clause in Müller's will (marriage) that had halted what was already destined, after waiting two years to determine who would be the owner of everything. Adal Müller had to desperately search for the perfect candidate who could help him achieve his goal of "completely obtaining the inheritance." With great desperation, he asked his secretary to marry him, assuring her that it would be temporary. However, she refused and confessed that she would marry her boyfriend and was not interested in his lucrative proposal. But all was not lost, as she came up with the great idea of introducing him to a friend who would be willing to accept his proposal in exchange for money. Who is she? Who is Gisela Fischer? Would she accept to marry the great magnate Adal Müller? The secretary continued to sweet talk him, promising that her friend would accept and that both would win; one would gain the entire inheritance and the other would receive the extra money she needed."
Harry Green is a dominant, handsome, and seductive man. His egocentric, cold, and responsible personality is and will be apparent to society because respect is one of his attributes, while at night his daring and dark side comes to light when one of the mall employees discovers her boss's great secret. Alexandra Morin is the girl who drives the unbreakable Harry Green crazy.
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." Darcy stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You're 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. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She stared at me in the mirror. "You can't even glance at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of gazing at that scar?" Heather Bailey got a surprise from her husband: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. She was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman. After signing the divorce papers, shockwaves caught her up. Her flower shop was burned to the ground. 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 from influential families, she started her revenge on Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted, but that was just the beginning.
My boyfriend called, "Baby!" as he jumped out of bed and scrambled to pull his pants off the ground. "Please, I can explain my love." Shutting my eyes, I inhaled deeply and tried not to cry when I realized that my dream of the man not being my boyfriend had been dashed. "What?" I asked, "What do you want to explain?" How did you lie about having a business meeting while you were in bed enjoying yourself with my best friend, even though I told you I was in serious pain, is that it?" I stood there, my heart pounding, and tears streaming down my face...
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!