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Estelle's life was once a fairy tale, filled with love and promise. However, tragedy struck on the day of their wedding. Estelle's father and Cristofer's parents were involved in a car accident that took their lives instantly. The loss was devastating for Cristofer, causing him to sink into deep sorrow and anger towards Estelle. One tragedy comes after another, and she finds herself battling cancer, heartbreak, and deceit. In a world where all seems lost, Estelle must dig deep to find the strength to fight for what she loves most. **** Cristofer's magnetic yet cold voice wrenched her mind back to reality, "Sign the divorce paper now!" Estelle laid down her legs, sat up, and asked, "Did you drink?" "It's none of your business." "Drinking is bad for your stomach." "I need to drink so that I won't feel disgusted when having sex with you." "You couldn't wait to divorce me?" Her voice sounded weak. She turned her back on him as the smoke nearly smothered her, and she started coughing again. "You know that, don't you?" Cristofer deliberately breathed out a stream of smoke in her direction and felt inexplicably pleased to see her coughing and trembling.
Hadale University Medical Center
Sitting in an empty hospital room, Estelle was patiently waiting for her ob-gyne to come in. This month she came here four times and often prayed for what she hoped would be granted.
Minutes later, the ob-gyne push-opened the door and walked towards her, face a bit sad.
"Mrs. Hans, you're still not pregnant."
The hope in Estelle Hudson's eyes vanished at once. She bit her lip and murmured, "I see."
With sympathy, the Doctor handed Estelle the pregnancy test report, saying, "Mrs. Hans, why not... let it go? You're too weak now. Even if you get pregnant, it will be difficult for you to deliver a full-term baby."
Silent, Estelle just bit her lower lip, feeling very chilly at the same time.
Her washed-out eyes worried the Doctor.
"Mrs. Hans, are you okay?"
"I'm fine. I'm listening." She replied with a quiver in her voice, and her lips were bloodless and pale.
The Doctor let out a deep sigh. "If you receive chemotherapy now, there is still a chance that you can live longer."
"No, I must get pregnant." Estelle stood up and made a decision, "Doctor, please give me another injection for ovulation. I want to try again."
The Doctor disagreed with her, and a pressure wrapped her voice, "You've had these injections for half a year. They are hormones. They will make cancer cells grow faster!"
"But I don't mind. Please?!" She begged while trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall at any moment.
"Mrs. Hans, why do you torture yourself like this?"
"Please?!"
"You win..." Yielding, the Doctor prescribed the injection and handed over the sheet.
"Go to the second floor and turn left. Do make the best use of the 24 hours following the injection, 'cause it is the golden period of getting pregnant."
Estelle took the sheet and said, "Thank you."
****
At 9 p.m., she was still all alone in the villa.
Estelle had long been used to such silence and loneliness. Besides, she had no time for grieving anymore. As there was not much time left for her, she barely had the time to relax, even just for a bit.
Now, she must make full use of the golden 24 hours.
She dialed the familiar number and waited.
Beep, beep, beep–
No one answered.
Rather than giving up, she dialed again. She would keep calling until he answered the phone.
This time, Cristofer Hans picked up the phone at the very last second.
His voice was filled with annoyance and impatience. "Estelle Hudson, what do you want? Is it fun to drag on the divorce like this?"
Drag on?
Estelle revealed a self-mockery smile. She had fought to maintain her marriage with Cristofer for four years, but it was time to put it to an end.
Silence fell for a short moment.
Her voice was small, hand clutching her phone tightly, saying, "You want a divorce? So be it!"
Cristofer paused for a second. "Do you mean it?"
"Yes, but I have one condition. You have to stay with me for one night."
Cristofer sneered. "Estelle Hudson, is this a new trick?"
"Well, if you say so. Cristofer, I only give you this one chance. If you don't spend your night with me, you can never divorce me and never marry Gretchen. Just think about it."
Then, she hung up the phone decisively.
She knew what choice Cristofer would make.
He was always willing to do anything for Gretchen Abrams, so he would be back home tonight.
High in the clear night sky, the perfectly round moon cast its silvery glow onto the ground, and thousands of stars twinkled and sparkled around it.
Looking at the sky full of stars, Estelle couldn't help thinking of her name Estelle, which means stars. And her mind started drifting away.
Cristofer, if I disappear from this world one day, will you think of me the second you look up at the stars?
We have a child. He's a good boy and looks like you.
But he's lying immobile in the ICU, with tubes and needles all over his little body. He's waiting for me to save him.
I must get pregnant with a second child. Only in this way can I have the cord blood to save my boy, but I'm running out of time.
****
Beep!!!
It's the sound of the fingerprint lock. Has he returned?
In front of the mirror, Estelle hastily applied more lipstick to make herself look better.
"Cristofer..." She strode toward the door.
The door of her room was pushed open. And a tall and handsome man in a well-tailored suit walked in. However, the moment he saw Estelle, he frowned, and a trace of disgust and contempt flashed across his eyes.
"Cristofer, there you are."
Estelle said in a coquettish voice, walking towards him in her red high heels. Running through her curly chestnut hair with her slender fingers and biting her rosy lips, Estelle looked quite sexy and seductive.
She placed her fingers on Cristofer's thin lips, gently caressed them for a few seconds, and then moved all the way down to his firm chest. Just as she was going to reach his penis, Cristofer stopped her immediately and let out a sneer.
"What? You don't like it?" Estelle asked in confusion. Meanwhile, she put one of Cristofer's hands on her soft and perky boobs, letting him feel them and squeeze them.
Wow. After all these years, they are still as soft and perky as before.
No, no, no. Cristofer, stop! She's a slut who got your parents killed. She's a horrible woman!
Cristofer exclaimed in his heart. Yet, he was still wearing a poker face.
"Are you so horny that you just can't wait to get fucked by me the minute you see me?" Cristofer said coldly.
"Yes, I am. And I'm already soaking wet even before you arrived," Estelle replied in a playful and naughty tone while stripping off her bra.
However, before she finished stripping off her bra, she was flung onto the bed by Cristofer. Then Cristofer took off his clothes piece by piece.
Yes! That's it! Take off all your clothes and fuck me!
Marry a billionaire after a one-night stand: “We have agreed to leave each other to our own business. I hope you have a good reason for coming here.” “Yes, we agreed to that, but not to a sexless marriage. Sex is essential for a lasting marriage.” Selene chuckled. Clint also smiled, then sneered. “Do you like sex without love? Did you marry me because you enjoyed the sex that much?” Selene frowned, aware of the implications of his words. But she did not know why he said it. And the unopened file named “HER” appeared in her mind again. “I believe it’s important for a healthy relationship.” “Only the sex?” “I thought we agreed on it.” “Nonsense!” Clint exploded with anger. After thinking for a while, Selene replied, “Okay, sorry for disturbing you. I’m going to bed.” Before she went back to the bedroom and lay on the bed, Clint suddenly caught up with her and pushed her onto the bed. “What are you doing?!” Selene was frightened. Clint was violently tearing Selene’s home dress and groaned. “Fulfilling my obligation as a husband!”
Arianna’s family was falling apart and facing a tragic demise; however, her heart sank when she clearly saw Travis Cooper’s name on the acquisition papers. She had no choice but to negotiate with him. Arianna lowered her head and relaxed her shoulders to ease the tension. She should show him gratefulness to make him happier, she thought, but she just couldn’t do it. “How would you be willing to leave my grandfather alone?” He casually poured her a cup of tea and placed it in front of her before replying, “I think the correct person to ask is the judge, no? The offenders are usually punished. This is a matter of justice, isn’t it?” Arianna was beginning to grow tired of his mood swings. “He is old, and his body is failing him. He would not last long in prison.” Arianna continued to try to sway him. “What can I do? I always admire devoted children.” His voice carried some ridicule, “But I’m not a charity. I only do transactions with interests. What would you do in exchange for the freedom of your grandfather?” Travis intertwined the fingers of his one hand with the other and rested his hands on his stomach as he leaned back in his chair once more. His expression was a bit lazy, “Since you entered this door, I’ve been waiting for the drama of you selling your body and soul to me in order to save your family member.” When Arianna didn’t reply, Travis explicitly said, “Maybe I’m just bored. I’d like to try something fun.” Arianna’s stomach felt like it had flipped. She looked at the handsome face that was now showing evil.
To obey his grandfather’s order, the playboy tycoon Seth Cohen had to marry the socialite and sole heiress Evonne Largent. They tied the knot and lived together under a loveless matrimony. She was obliged to marry the hottest CEO, Seth Cohen, to save their fallen business empire after her father fell into compulsive gambling, driving them to the verge of bankruptcy. Seth had no plan of getting entangled with his stunning and sexy wife, but every time he glanced at her, his body throbs, and he was drawn away. Evonne will do everything to stay away from him and pretend she’s not affected by the oozing sex appeal of her hot billionaire husband; however, her heart beats faster every time he is around. **** She saw the muscles move in his jaw, and she knew he was pissed. “Care to explain? Make sure it’s believable.” Seth’s voice carried a hot temper. There was a picture of her dancing on the tabletop, and Toby beside her was shirtless while Sally poured beer bottoms up straight to their mouths. “What’s there to explain?” “You’re married now,” He growled at her, throwing sharp glances. “Miss me with that bullshit.” She stood up and barely contained her anger. “There is a certain public image that needs to be maintained. You need to understand that.” He muttered sternly. “Oh please, I’m not going to stand here drinking the dirty water you give me as you indulge yourself in the purest of wines.”
She ran away from her wedding, which ended in her own demise and became her forever nightmare. She eloped with another man over the one who loved her. She was cheated on by that person who lured her into leaving her husband and driving her to death. She came back to life and lay on their matrimonial bed. A firm but gentle hand closed around her wrist and guided her hand back to the front of his pants. She looked at her small, pale hand next to his large, tanned fingers and let him press her palm into him. It would be easy to let him take her, easy to submit to him. She wanted it. She wanted to feel his large hands on every inch of her body. “Wait,” she gasped. “We have to stop. This isn’t talking.” “It’s better than talking,” he said, pressing his lips to her neck. “No, we need to talk,” she said. "Get off me, let me put my clothes on." “You can’t make love with clothes on,” he said, biting her earlobe. “Listen to me,” she said. “I’m trying to be serious, okay? I know I shouldn’t have run away.” “What is this about?” he asked in a cold tone. “I just want to work things out," she sincerely looked into his eyes. Disgust flitted across his face, and his mouth curled down, "I see what’s happening. You think I’ll forget your betrayal if you let me fuck you."
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Cercei's eighteen years of existence were marred by excruciating pain and suffering solely because of her uncanny resemblance to Vienna, the Alpha's daughter. Cercei found it unbearably cruel that she possessed the same beauty as Vienna, which made Vienna feel insecure, leading her to subject Cercei to relentless torment. Despite the numerous hardships, Cercei received love and care from her parents, and she remained humble. Although their Alpha never respected them and treated them as mere servants, her family found happiness. However, everything changed dramatically on her eighteenth birthday when their Alpha ruthlessly killed her father without a valid reason and mercilessly crushed his heart underfoot after digging it out. Enraged and seeking revenge, Cercei felt powerless until she encountered the King Alpha of the North, whom she slept with. This chance encounter changed her life abruptly, cracking all the hidden secrets and lies her mother had carefully concealed for eighteen years. The revelation shattered Cercei's belief in her perfect family and parents, leaving her questioning everything she had ever known.
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. .
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
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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!"