Meramera

"Blue, let's talk." My husband responded coldly to me. I smiled before answering "About what Sean?" I was going to say something to him too but he got ahead of me so he will go first. "I have something to tell you too, but you go first" when I offered to him. He took something from the drawer and placed it on the table, he's giving me this cold look again. "Sign this." I looked at the brown envelope before I took it. Something is telling me not to open this, I nervously opened the envelope, and guess what i wasn't wrong. A divorce paper. I looked at Sean as if to indicate what this meant. "Sign it." He pointed out the brown envelope. "B-but why? What did I do?" I asked with a trembling voice. "Blue, let's get over this, we didn't like it" he answered. "I made a promise to Brianna" he took a ballpoint pen and placed it on the side of the brown envelope. "Brianna huh? You really like women, what can I do?" I have to let go. As for who would like someone like me, Sean was right. There were tears in the corner of my eyes, I was looking at the divorce paper, thinking if I should sign this or no Considering that he is a famous actor and owns a large company, how will Sean's fans react if they find out that his girlfriend is a man? They'll probably just bash him, his career means a lot to his family and to him. Actually he is Sean Gilo Falva and I'm just a normal fan, Blue Carvaro. "Before I sign it, can we hug you at least for the last moment?" I saw confusion in his eyes. Why did I say we? Because I'm pregnant, I'm 2 weeks pregnant, I want to tell him not to throw away our future child. "Sure..? I thought yo-" "Nevermind that, I also forgot to tell you" I cut him off. He nodded, you can still see the confusion in his eyes. I smiled bitterly, I came to him and hugged him tightly, he hugged me back. After that he signed the divorce paper. I then packed my things and left the house, he was just outside the house, he's watching me leave. I rubbed my tummy "sorry baby I can't do anything, your father doesn't want us so I'll hide you from him" I didn't realize I was crying, I wiped my tears before getting inside the car.

Good morning everyone I'm ma'am Cheska Marie Alfonso 23 years old major in math. Are you the boys in the back room? Jusko just stares at the five people as if they are about to eat a person, What's your name Mr. I call in blue. It looked at me from head to toe. good right, hot bro, Is Nash a sexy new toy? Yup, our new toy, smiling at the same time. I heard their conversation so much that I was nervous and my knees were shaking. New I'm new to teaching I guess I'm still unlucky I promised myself. Ma'am Cheska, don't pay attention to them. They are gangsters. That's what one of my students said. I came closer and bowed down. How many years have they been? That's their male person ohh I promise that it's almost a whisper. They are 23, ma'am. They are going back and forth. They are their servants. We are here in the room and if we don't obey, we will be punished. I was surprised by what he said, what kind of punishment will they award to their fellow students who are studying here. What's the use of the teachers here if it's not even a name Questions in my mind. Excuse me miss hot miss sexy Miss wet What the fuck Don't stop yelling at us Don't fight us anymore Because next time all the boys inside this room our touch all the parts of yours hmmm let me try He said as he approached Don't promise I'm in tears Ok but next time taste it with a smile They have come out since I apologized to my student I picked up all my things and was about to leave Ma'am please don't leave us Iwan ni Isa No one stays here since the opening. Until now, we haven't learned anything, they said. They are poor. I was saddened by what I found out, but I'm afraid to stay here any longer. Please miss cheska help us they promised at the same time Little by little I nodded because of their smile

"Who is the traitor to you?" I kindly asked the three men kneeling in front of me, I know them. they are the traitors in my company‚ even if I know the truth I want to ask them first, so it won't be boring. "No one to speak?" I raised the gun I was holding and pointed it at the man in the middle. "Sir" my staff called me but I ignored it. "Sir" he called again. "Sir! Sir Red is here!” shouted my staff, I immediately let go of the gun I was holding and ran out of the basement‚ fuck! what is he doing here? "B-babe‚ what are you doing here?" I asked nervously, he turned to me with his two hands behind his back. He approached me with a smile on his face, his smile. I know those smiles. “Ouch!” I complained because he slapped me, he didn't slap me hard. "What have you done Calix Damien?" he asked with raised eyebrows, making me swallow my own saliva. Fuck! I'm a killer but I'm very afraid of our red. "answer!" he shouted at me. “Um—” "Do you answer now?" he asked me with wide eyes. "Didn't you say" "Answer, that's the right answer. Now, you can go outside tonight!" he shouted at me and left in front of me, leaving me speechless. “Fuck” "Oh go ahead and swear, I'm going to lie in your mouth" he turned his gaze sharply at me. I wanted to complain but I chose to keep quiet, fuck! what is wrong with our man and I'm so scared of him? "You're nervous, sir, aren't you? Me too" my staff Aries whispered to me, even my staff are now afraid of him too

I'm looking at the cute guy in front of the cafe, he's with a girl. They're laughing, they look so closed together. I started staring at them coldly when suddenly that girl hugged him. fucking hell My jealousy heats up again! I was distance away from them so basically they won't see me. That girl..how dare she touch him! "W-wait! D-drix! Calm down!" He said as he tried to let go of my grip. After that girl left. He called me and said to catch him up at the cafe. I immediately went to him while staring at him blankly. He looked shocked when he saw me, he was about to say something but I just took his arm and pulled him through my car. And now I was on top of him. He looks so cute with his clothes earlier. Its making me crazy as fuck! Again and again. Seeing him smile is the thing I wanna see all the time. This cute boy of mine is mine and only mine! "Get off of me! Get off my back!" He said as he tried to push me. My baby is so cut. Damn it! "Stop staring at me like that! Look at me with your eyes!" He glared at me while saying those words. I chuckled because of his cuteness. "Why is it wrong to stare at you like that?" I said as I kissed his cheek. He's still glaring at me and I found it cute. I smirked when I felt that he stopped pushing me. Ha my baby's giving up so easily. I kissed him on the lips, it was just a peck and badly I want more than that. "I'm hungry. So will you please get off of me now?" he cutely said. This little guy..damn I can't handle his cuteness! Those fluffy cheeks of him, I wanna pinch it always! "Mkay you win" I sighed and got off of him. I stand out of the bed while he's smiling at me. So beautiful "Ha pano town you lose again" He said making me role my eyes at the air. "Are you jealous?" He asked while smiling playfully at me. Damn "Yeah in English jealousy." I said annoyed. While he laughed out loud making me annoyed even more. "Stop it already baby" I pouted when he laughed again. "Oum, okay Let's just eat" he said as he pulled me for a kiss. It was just a peck. That's what I wanted.

Trigger/Content Warning: This story contains mature themes and explicit content intended for adult audiences(18+). Reader discretion is advised. It includes elements such as BDSM dynamics, explicit sexual content, toxic family relationships, occasional violence and strong language. This is not a fluffy romance. It is intense, raw and messy, and explores the darker side of desire. ***** "Take off your dress, Meadow." "Why?" "Because your ex is watching," he said, leaning back into his seat. "And I want him to see what he lost." ••••*••••*••••* Meadow Russell was supposed to get married to the love of her life in Vegas. Instead, she walked in on her twin sister riding her fiance. One drink at the bar turned to ten. One drunken mistake turned into reality. And one stranger's offer turned into a contract that she signed with shaking hands and a diamond ring. Alaric Ashford is the devil in a tailored Tom Ford suit. Billionaire CEO, brutal, possessive. A man born into an empire of blood and steel. He also suffers from a neurological condition-he can't feel. Not objects, not pain, not even human touch. Until Meadow touches him, and he feels everything. And now he owns her. On paper and in his bed. She wants him to ruin her. Take what no one else could have. He wants control, obedience... revenge. But what starts as a transaction slowly turns into something Meadow never saw coming. Obsession, secrets that were never meant to surface, and a pain from the past that threatens to break everything. Alaric doesn't share what's his. Not his company. Not his wife. And definitely not his vengeance.

The thunder cracked over the Hamptons, but it was nothing compared to Elena Sharp's scream. She lay twisted on the marble foyer, accusing me of trying to kill her baby. My husband, Julian, walked in, saw the scene, and his eyes froze me out of his life forever. He didn't listen, shoving a separation agreement across the desk, accusing me of murder. Stripped of my name and home, I was thrown out, left with nothing but my clothes and a terrifying secret growing inside me. My accounts frozen, I ended up in a crumbling Philadelphia row house, forced to pawn heirlooms. During a fire, my water broke, and I delivered our premature daughter, June, whose lungs were damaged. I stole formula to feed her, facing massive medical bills. Accused of destroying an heir, I was exiled while carrying his true legacy, fighting for every breath. The injustice burned, but June's life was my only fight. Three years later, June needed life-saving surgery. Julian's dying grandmother called me back with the funds, forcing a cruel charade with the man who hated me, a man still oblivious to his daughter.

Vivian clutched her Hermès bag, her doctor's words echoing: "Extremely high-risk pregnancy." She hoped the baby would save her cold marriage, but Julian wasn't in London as his schedule claimed. Instead, a paparazzi photo revealed his early return-with a blonde woman, not his wife, at the private airport exit. The next morning, Julian served divorce papers, callously ending their "duty" marriage for his ex, Serena. A horrifying contract clause gave him the right to terminate her pregnancy or seize their child. Humiliated, demoted, and forced to fake an ulcer, Vivian watched him parade his affair, openly discarding her while celebrating Serena. This was a calculated erasure, not heartbreak. He cared only for his image, confirming he would "handle" the baby himself. A primal rage ignited her. "Just us," she whispered to her stomach, vowing to sign the divorce on her terms, keep her secret safe, and walk away from Sterling Corp for good, ready to protect her child alone.

Vesper's marriage to Julian Sterling was a gilded cage. One morning, she woke naked beside Damon Sterling, Julian's terrifying brother, then found a text: Julian's mistress was pregnant. Her world shattered, but the real nightmare had just begun. Julian's abuse escalated, gaslighting Vesper, funding his secret life. Damon, a germaphobic billionaire, became her unsettling anchor amidst his chaos. As "Iris," Vesper exposed Julian's mistress, Serena Sharp, sparking brutal war: poisoned drinks, a broken leg, and the horrifying truth-Julian murdered her parents, trapping Vesper in marriage. The man she married was a killer. Broken and betrayed, Vesper was caught between monstrous brothers, burning with injustice. Refusing victimhood, Vesper reclaimed her identity. Fueled by vengeance, she allied with Damon, who vowed to burn his empire for her. Julian faced justice, but matriarch Eleanor's counterattack forced Vesper's choice as a hitman aimed for her.

Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins-a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. "It's time to reveal your true identity, darling."

For three years, I documented the slow death of my marriage in a black journal. It was my 100-point divorce plan: for every time my husband, Blake, chose his first love, Ariana, over me, I deducted points. When the score hit zero, I would leave. The final points vanished the night he left me bleeding out from a car crash. I was eight weeks pregnant with the child we had prayed for. In the ER, the nurses frantically called him-the star surgeon of the very hospital I was dying in. "Dr. Santos, we have a Jane Doe, O-negative, bleeding out. She's pregnant, and we're about to lose them both. We need you to authorize an emergency blood transfer." His voice came over the speaker, cold and impatient. "I can't. My priority is Miss Whitfield. Do what you can for the patient, but I can't divert anything right now." He hung up. He condemned his own child to death to ensure his ex-girlfriend had resources on standby after a minor procedure.

"One rainy night: Morris Shaw was chased and killed, accidentally hit Aria Rice, so, Aria took him home, escaped the robbery. Seeing him covered in blood, she thought he was a murderer, so she avoided him after that. MK Multinational Group: Without wealthy-family background, Aria was often bullied by her colleagues as an intern. On that day, the president came to inspect the company and all Aria’s colleagues dressed up beautifully in order to attract the president. Only she went to buy an ice cream and ran into the president when she came back. Morris: ""it seems that you like ice cream very much."" The murderer? The president? How could he be her boss?"

Five years ago, I saved my fiancé' s life on a mountain in Aspen. The fall left me with a permanent vision impairment-a constant, shimmering reminder of the day I chose him over my own perfect sight. He repaid me by secretly changing our Aspen wedding to Miami because his best friend, Annmarie, complained it was too cold. I overheard him call my sacrifice "sentimental crap" and watched him buy her a fifty-thousand-dollar dress while scoffing at mine. On our wedding day, he left me waiting at the altar to rush to Annmarie' s side for a conveniently timed "panic attack." He was so sure I' d forgive him. He always was. He saw my sacrifice not as a gift, but as a contract that guaranteed my submission. So when he finally called the empty Miami venue, I let him hear the mountain wind and the chapel bells before I spoke. "My wedding is about to start," I told him. "But it' s not with you."

At my best friend's birthday party, I drank tainted wine and passed out. When I woke up, I heard the doctor say it could cause severe nerve damage. I teased my fiancé Cayden Hewitt, asking who I was and where I was. He hesitated, staring at me, then called my rival Liam Hewitt. "You're Julia. He's your fiancé. You're getting married soon." I froze, thinking he was joking too. My best friend, Vivian Green, slipped her arm through Cayden's, looking every bit like a couple in love. Eventually, I was about to marry Liam. But Cayden, with eyes red from emotion, stood in front of the car to stop it, pleading, "Julia, don't marry him. I've realized I can't let you go."

"We're friends," I said, voice barely steady. Aaron's lips curled, slow and cruel. "No, we're not." "Friendship's too pure for this." His hand slid to my waist, hot and claiming as he yanked me flush against him. "Do friends kiss like this?" He kissed me. Hard. Possessive. "Or grab each other like this?" A squeeze to my ass. A gasp. "Or think filthy little thoughts?" His breath burned against my ear. "Touch themselves to it?" My cheeks flamed. My body betrayed me. "Stop lying, Venus." His voice was a growl. "I feel it. Every time I'm near you." I whispered, "But you don't even like me." His smile was pure sin. "I don't have to like you to fuck you." Then the offer: "Let's get it out of our system. No lies. No strings. Just truth." He grabbed my chin, eyes lit with hunger. "Say the word, princess." A whisper against my lips- "I'll ruin you." And God help me... I wanted him to. --------- Aaron Sinclair needs a bride to claim his inheritance. Venus Carter needs a miracle to save her dying mother. What begins as a cold contract marriage spirals into a dangerous game of buried trauma, stolen identities, and forbidden attachment. He's ruthless, closed off, and refuses to love. She's resilient, lost, and refuses to stay unloved. But when secrets unravel revealing a stolen childhood, a tragic past, and a vengeful stepmother, their fake marriage is the only thing standing between them and destruction. In a world ruled by power and silence, will love dare to speak first or break them both instead?