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."
The sun beat down mercilessly upon the bustling city, casting its golden rays upon the high-rise buildings and the gleaming expensive cars that lined the streets. This was the world of the rich and famous, where success and power were everything, and the trappings of wealth were fully displayed.
"By the powers vested in me, I now pronounce you Mr. and Mrs. Cohen...." The words of the affable judge were cut short as Seth abruptly walked away. She offered a sheepish grin to the judge and took hold of the marriage certificate, hurrying to catch up with her newlywed husband. She knew that he would leave her behind if she were even a moment late.
Evonne and Seth went to a small courthouse on the city outskirts to get their marriage certificate. In today's world, people saw them as a successful couple. They had great careers and lived a luxurious life. But, despite all their achievements and different lifestyles, Seth's grandpa felt like something was missing in his beloved grandchild's life – a family and someone to carry on the family name. So, he convinced them to get married to fill that gap. Now, they were officially married and part of a wealthy group of people who lived a life of luxury and wealth.
The ride home was quiet, and they both felt tense. Even though they were now married, they didn't really know each other well. They were trying to fit into a society where how things looked was important, and the real feelings were hidden beneath a fancy surface.
The driver, with impeccable manners, respectfully opened the door for her, and she stepped inside the luxurious vehicle. She placed the certificate between them, hoping that it would spark some conversation. However, her hopes were soon dashed as she was met with a piercing glare from Seth. She had never before encountered such a cold and hateful gaze. Her heart skipped a beat, and tears threatened to spill over, but she remained strong. Why was she allowing herself to feel so vulnerable in front of this man? Taking a deep breath, Evonne closed her eyes and turned her gaze towards the window, watching the world pass by.
The journey home was an uncomfortable one, with an air of tension between the newlyweds. Evonne longed to close her eyes and sleep, but she was unable to do so. Why did they have to travel so far to obtain the certificate and rings?
The least Seth could have done was purchase proper rings instead of these cheap, coated bands they had impulsively bought from a questionable vendor outside the courthouse. Seth's reasoning was that Evonne did not deserve to wear his late grandmother's ring, as it would have dishonored her memory. Evonne quietly removed her ring, hoping that Seth would not notice. They still had another half hour until they arrived home. Evonne understood that Seth was trying to avoid attracting the attention of the paparazzi, but this was just too much.
She was jolted from her thoughts by the sound of his voice, speaking in Italian with a tone that suggested he was not pleased. Evonne's gaze was drawn to his hand as she noticed he had removed his ring and rolled up his sleeves, eliciting a reaction from her inner goddess. She quickly looked away, attempting to compose herself.
"Cyrus, take me to the office," He instructed, ending the call.
Evonne felt a surge of disappointment, and she couldn't help but voice her thoughts. "But today is our wedding night..."
He looked at her with a mixture of disbelief and annoyance. "And?"
"I thought we would spend the evening together, have dinner...."
"Don't be absurd. Haven't you already achieved what you wanted? A marriage without a prenuptial agreement. Don't ask for more."
His cold and dismissive response left her feeling deflated.
Cyrus had already pulled into the parking. He got out of the car to open the door for his boss.
"Return the car to me before you go home," he instructed.
Cyrus nodded silently in response.
Evonne was overwhelmed by a mixture of emotions, but she decided that a glass of wine and some ice cream would help soothe her. She may even bake herself a cake to drown her sorrows.
A few minutes later, the car pulled up to the driveway of their new home. Cyrus parked directly in front of the door and remained in the car, waiting for her to step out. Usually, he wouldn't show such behavior in front of his boss, but Evonne was too tired to care about the driver's attitude towards her. After all, servants had seen how their master treated her, and as a daughter from a fallen business empire, she had no power or respect.
Evonne let out a sigh as she made her way out of the car, grabbing her ring and marriage certificate along the way. She trudged up to her bedroom, heading straight for the shower. She scrubbed her body clean, removing all traces of makeup and any dirt that had accumulated in her hair. When she felt sufficiently clean, she stepped out of the shower, dried herself, styled her hair into a messy bun, and donned a cozy bunny onesie. She then applied a green face mask, gifted to her by her aunt, to improve the texture of her skin. Finally, she went downstairs to appease her hunger and soothe her soul.
Evonne was pleased to find that the household staff had retired for the evening. She made her way to the freezer, eager to indulge in her favorite treat of ice cream.
After taking a satisfying scoop, she perused the wine cabinet, selecting a bottle with a foreign name. Then, she returned to the kitchen, considering whether or not to bake a cake to accompany her ice cream and wine. "Should I bake or not?"
Finally, she decided to turn on some music and hop onto the counter while she enjoyed her dessert.
"Why not bake a cake with my wine and ice cream? All three of my favorite things combined. I got excited just thinking about it." Suddenly, inspiration struck, and she decided to bake a cake with her wine and ice cream.
The thought of combining three of her favorite things sent her into a frenzy of excitement. She quickly got to work, using wine instead of milk in the batter and making a bit of a mess in the kitchen. Before long, her creation was in the oven, and she couldn't wait to try it.
Evonne felt a rush of excitement as she swayed to the sounds of Troye Sivan, busily tidying up her surroundings. She set a twenty-five-minute timer and worked quickly to get everything in order. Once the cleaning was complete, she had just twelve minutes until her cake would be ready. Silencing the music on her phone, Evonne treated herself to one final scoop of ice cream before returning it to the freezer.
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.
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."
A woman’s beauty is a man’s weakness. She was his great temptation, yet he hated her weak appearance. A dashing military general rushed in front of her, shaking her frail body when he ordered, “KILL HER!” Her frantic reaction is to trade her own body to survive. She must survive to return to her own world. But what she didn’t expect was the tough training to become the youngest space warrior. Her life journey began when she woke up on an unknown planet. Facing danger and trouble. She trades her body and freedom to survive. She felt abused. She learned to hate him. The unknown planet became her prison. Two desperate souls fighting to survive. One is fighting to feel loved. The other is fighting for freedom. Passion Anger Lust Danger Devotion For them, their love is worth suffering! Would she survive days and nights on the battlefield when her frail body dragged her gradually? What secret lies behind his dangerous appearance?
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.
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.
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true stature—the wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"
Rose looked at the reports in her hand and was in shock... The reports said that she was one month pregnant, however, how can she get pregnant when she didn't have any man in her life... "Was it because of that dream? Could I get pregnant because I have sex in my dream?" She thought... She didn't have any mental problems, however, except for this she can't able to think about anything... However, she still didn't get out of her surprise when she met the man in her dream... Kevin Davis looked at the reports in her hand and asked, "Is this child mine?" However, Rose didn't answer but asked... "Was that night not a dream?" Kevin was angry because it was his first time and she thinks it was a dream... Kevin forced her to marry him however, Rose didn't want it... She wanted to abort the child but he didn't let her... In the end... Rose agreed to marry him... She looked at Kevin's blue eyes and said, "I will marry you, however, I had two conditions..." "First, after marriage, you can't control my freedom, I still had the right to do whatever I want. Don't worry I won't harm the child." "Second, if I ever found out that you had cheated behind my back then I will leave with my child and you can't stop me..." Both of them got married... However, after she falls in love with him... She found there are hidden secrets in his past...
Ethan always viewed Nyla as a compulsive liar, while she saw him as aloof and insensitive. Nyla had cherished the notion that she was dear to Ethan, yet she felt coldly rejected when she realized her place in his heart was insignificant. No longer trying to break through his coldness, she stepped back, only for him to alter his approach unexpectedly. She challenged him, "If you trust me so little, why keep me around?" Ethan, who had once carried himself with pride, now stood before her with a humble plea. "Nyla, I've made mistakes. Please don't walk away from me."
Five years ago, Alessia La Rosa's life took a drastic turn when, suffering from memory loss, she wed to Dominic Carter under her grandfather's mysterious arrangement. But their marriage was a facade, bringing her only humiliation and heartache as Dominic showed no love, and she couldn't conceive. Upon discovering Dominic's infidelity, Alessia sought liberation through divorce. Yet, fate had more in store for her. Five years later, spurred by an anonymous email hinting at her lost child's whereabouts, she returns to the city with her twin babies in tow, determined to uncover the truth. As she navigates the tangled web of her past, a surprising twist awaits. Dominic, upon meeting her again, finds himself drawn to the woman she has become, unaware of her true identity as his former wife. Little does he know, the woman he's falling for is not only his ex-wife but also a powerful Doctor and Master Hacker.
Looking at the divorce papers my lips curled up into a mocking smile. 'How big fool I am? How can I think that he will give a chance to this marriage? How can I forget that I was nothing more a tool in his eyes to vent his anger until his beloved Tara is back. Since, she was back, how can he let me stay there?' "After you will sign these papers, you will receive 100 million dollars as alimony." the lawyer added. Because of his words, I came back to my senses took the pen from him, and signed the name. I have also gotten exhausted from this marriage both physically and mentally. Even though I had wanted my child to be born into a complete family, I didn't want my child to have a stepmother and live miserably like me for the rest of his life. After taking the papers from my hand, the lawyer gave me the bank card, turned around, and was about to leave when he paused at the door. He then turned around and added, "Mr. Carter said that he hoped that you won't pester him, or you have to bear the consequences." The lawyer's words were like a knife stabbing in my heart, but I still nodded. Anyway, I also don't plan to have anything to do with him anymore. I just want to live a good life with my children. After the lawyer left, the ward fell into silence. I placed my hand on my belly and said to my children, "Baby, I am sorry, Mommy can't give you a complete family! But I promise you, I will do my best to give the love of both mother and father." 'As for giving one of my child, I will never do that. They are my babies and my alone. I and I will give birth to all of them and raise them no matter what.' Four Years Later... Anya came back to the country with her three kids, to inherit the company left by his grandfather...
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."