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✓✓ SYNOPSIS ✓✓ Reina Mariposa! The mysterious and captivating owner of MARIPOSA CORPORATION, has it all ~ wealth, power, and beauty. But beneath her perfect mask lies a private and guarded individual, forged by a childhood that demanded perfection. Being the richest woman in the city, Reina's expectations are impossibly high, and those who fail to meet them are swiftly discarded. She is adored by many but feared by all, did I say all? My bad... HE doesn't fear her, infact, he owns her. ≈≈≈≈≈≈ Liam Beckett, the ruthless and cunning trillionaire owner of BECKETT CORPORATION. A meeting with Reina Mariposa sparks a fierce attraction but also awaken an intense possessiveness in Liam. Since that day, he wanted her and decided to relentlessly pursue her until he gets her. In this high stake game of power and seduction, Reina is trapped between her desire for perfection and the burning obsession of Liam.

Angelo Davidson! One word for him....Perfect! A hot, handsome and cute dude. Thick brows, pink lips, pointed nose and a perfect body. He is admired by lots of girls but he had no interest in any of them. He has two best friends named Vince and Kyle. His mother is the richest woman in Los Angeles! She has a company which she built all by herself. She started from scratch but now, the company is known all over Los Angeles. MELINDA'S EMPIRE. His father is late so she took it upon herself to make him happy always. Anything he wanted, he always get. He has a phobia! Gynophobia! Only his mother knows about it. It is the fear of women, the reason behind it is left a mystery. He's attending the richest school in Los Angeles. BLIZZ HIGH.....! A school where bullies have their way with scholarship student. Angelo never for once intrude on any of the bullying until one Monday. Everything changed. →→→→→→→→→→ Camile Andrade! She's innocent looking and calm. She's respectful, quiet and loving. She has bright hazel eyes and a sexy body. She may look innocent and naive but if you get to know her, she's a very crazy girl. She has one friend, Indy. She has a twin, Camila Andrade. Camila is the total opposite of Camile. Camile loves her so much that she can kill for her. They're orphans, their parents died on the same day in an accident leaving them all alone to fend for themselves. Camile made sure Camila had food to eat. She made sure they never go hungry. She does varieties of jobs just so they could finish school. Camila also does some jobs but that's to pay house rent and now they're entering college. They passed the scholarship exam to BLIZZ HIGH. They thought they would have a peaceful life in the school, unknown to them, that's the day their life became miserable. →→→→→→→→→→ What caused his phobia? What happened on that Monday? What will be the fate of Camile and Camila? Will they be able to go through BLIZZ HIGH successfully? What will happen when the twins become.....ENEMIES? Do you wanna find out? Then grab your popcorn and hop on this ride and I promise it's gonna be a blast.

EVERTON HIGH! A school for the rich. A school where every teenager wants to school in. Poor students are also allowed into the school through scholarship but they get treated like trash by the richer students. 3 Boys!!! Adrian, Alexis and Angelo! They're called the 3As and they're the cutest boys in the school. Adrian, the silent and mysterious guy. He is a study freak and almost all the girls wants him but one thing that's out of his dictionary, is the word LOVE! Alexis, the playboy. He is the cutest in the group. He always move from one skirt to another. And even though the girls know he can't stick to one girl, they still go after him. Angelo, the leader of the group. He is the hottest and coolest in the group. Every girl wants him but he is way too cold for their reach. "Love isn't for us!" That's one thing they always say. ••••••••••••• 3 GIRLS!! Emma, Doris and Chelsea! They're the cutest and hottest girls in the school. Emma, the intelligent and quiet one of the group. Let's say, she's the nerd but she doesn't wear glasses. Doris, the gossip queen of the group. There's nothing that'll happen in the school without her knowledge. And finally, Chelsea, the smartest yet cutest girl in the group. She has well built curves that'll make any guy go crazy. She has a touch of crazy in her and one thing she hates the most, are bullies. "True love will find us soon!" The girls will always say. ••••••••••• Apparently, Chelsea and Angelo were both highschool mates. She had a crush on him then but he hated her due to her face. Back then, Chelsea wasn't like this. She always has braces on and a scar on her face which covered part of her face. She got mocked and bullied by everyone in the school. She was called ugly wherever she goes. She wasn't pretty like this but due to an accident that occurred, she became as pretty as f**k. She was weak then but now, she's stronger and anyone that messes with her, will get to experience her crazy side. ••••••••••••••• What happens when these two meet? What accident changed Chelsea's face? Will the 3As eventually fall in love? You wanna find out right? Then grab your popcorn as we go on this exciting ride and I promise you won't regret it.

Dexter Verizon. The only son of his parents who are apparently dead. A wealthy and intelligent CEO of VERIZON, that's the name of the company. He is 25 years old and he's the youngest CEO in Los Angeles. He is cold hearted, handsome, cute and an arrogant person. He has a very painful past that no one knows about. He once had a girlfriend but she ended up leaving him which made him have hatred for all women. Saying they're all the same, women who are only after his money But all that changed when he met her. †††††††† Evelyn Gutierrez. A middle class lady who has only her mother to care for. Her dad died in a car accident and she has been the one taking care of her mother. She had many part time jobs that helped her in her school so she graduated at the end. Now she's looking for a stable job but she hasn't found one yet. She is 22 years old. She is kind, beautiful, caring and innocent looking. She has a touch of crazy in her and she is also curious. Too curious. And that curiosity has landed her into many troubles that almost caused her, her life. ★★★★ What happens when Dexter and Evelyn cross paths? What painful past did Dexter have? Will Dexter ever learn to love again? You wanna find out right? Then grab your popcorn and follow me on this interesting ride and I promise you won't regret it.

Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé. Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now-billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn't mind. I'd crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one? Wrong. One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That's when it hit me-he didn't love me. He didn't even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn't even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup. So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster-my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise. Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol. Enter him. Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I'd met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes. It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised. But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life. And, as it turned out, the best decision I'd ever made. Because my one-night stand isn't just some random guy. He's richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with. And now, he's not letting me go.

She spent ten years chasing after the right brother, only to fall for the wrong one in one weekend. ~~~ Sloane Mercer has been hopelessly in love with her best friend, Finn Hartley, since college. For ten long years, she's stood by him, stitching him back together every time Delilah Crestfield-his toxic on-and-off girlfriend-shattered his heart. But when Delilah gets engaged to another man, Sloane thinks this might finally be her chance to have Finn for herself. She couldn't be more wrong. Heartbroken and desperate, Finn decides to crash Delilah's wedding and fight for her one last time. And he wants Sloane by his side. Reluctantly, Sloane follows him to Asheville, hoping that being close to Finn will somehow make him see her the way she's always seen him. Everything changes when she meets Knox Hartley, Finn's older brother-a man who couldn't be more different from Finn. He's dangerously magnetic. Knox sees right through Sloane and makes it his mission to pull her into his world. What starts as a game-a twisted bet between them-soon turns into something deeper. Sloane is trapped between two brothers: one who's always broken her heart and another who seems hell-bent on claiming it... no matter the cost. CONTENT WARNING: This story is strongly 18+. It delves into dark romance themes such as obsession and lust with morally complex characters. While this is a love story, reader discretion is advised.  

She hides behind ugly suits and fake names. He's done trusting women. When they meet in a masked sex club, neither realizes they've been fighting each other across boardroom tables for eighteen months. At Taylor Industries, she's Joy Smith-the frumpy CFO who drowns her curves in shapeless polyester and wearing a wig. At home, she's the forgotten wife of a cheating lawyer who hasn't touched her in so long she's starting to wonder if she's broken. When she finds hot pink lace panties stuffed in her couch cushions...definitely not hers, it's not heartbreak she feels. It's freedom. Grayson Taylor doesn't do relationships anymore. Not after walking in on his actress fiancée with another woman. Now he channels everything into hostile takeovers and board meetings, especially the ones where his overcautious CFO fights him on every goddamn acquisition. Joy Smith is brilliant, infuriating, and funny when he pushes all her buttons. But Honey is tired of being invisible. Tired of never having felt real pleasure. So, when her best friend gives her the details of The Velvet Room-Manhattan's most exclusive masked club-she promises herself just one night. One night to find out if her husband's right, if she really is frigid, or if she's just never been touched by the right hands. She doesn't expect the masked stranger who claims her the second she walks in. Doesn't expect the chemistry that ignites between them, the way he makes her body sing, or the orgasms that leave her shaking. Doesn't expect him to hand her an email address with one command: "Only me. No one else touches you."

Camille Lewis was the forgotten daughter, the unloved wife, the woman discarded like yesterday's news. Betrayed by her husband, cast aside by her own family, and left for dead by the sister who stole everything, she vanished without a trace. But the weak, naive Camille died the night her car was forced off that bridge. A year later, she returns as Camille Kane, richer, colder, and more powerful than anyone could have imagined. Armed with wealth, intelligence, and a hunger for vengeance, she is no longer the woman they once trampled on. She is the storm that will tear their world apart. Her ex-husband begs for forgiveness. Her sister's perfect life crumbles. Her parents regret the daughter they cast aside. But Camille didn't come back for apologies, she came back to watch them burn. But as her enemies fall at her feet, one question remains: when the revenge is over, what's left? A mysterious trillionaire Alexander Pierce steps into her path, offering something she thought she lost forever, a future. But can a woman built on ashes learn to love again? She rose from the fire to destroy those who betrayed her. Now, she must decide if she'll rule alone... or let someone melt the ice in her heart.

I was at my own engagement party at the Sterling estate when the world started tilting. Victoria Sterling, my future mother-in-law, smiled coldly as she watched me struggle with a cup of tea that had been drugged to ruin me. Before I could find my fiancé, Ryan, a waiter dragged me into the forbidden West Wing and locked me in a room with Julian Sterling, the family’s "fallen titan" who had been confined to a wheelchair for years. The door burst open to a frenzy of camera flashes and theatrical screams. Victoria framed me as a seductress caught in the act, and Ryan didn't even try to listen to my pleas, calling me "cheap leftovers" before walking away with his pregnant mistress. When I turned to my own family for help, my father signed a document severing our relationship for a five-million-dollar payout from Julian. They traded me like a commodity without a second thought. I didn't understand why my own parents were so eager to sell me, or how Ryan could look at me with such disgust after promising me forever. I was a sacrifice, a pawn used to protect the family's offshore accounts, and I couldn't fathom how every person I loved had a price tag for my destruction. With nowhere left to go, I married Julian in a bleak ceremony at City Hall. He slid a heavy diamond onto my finger and whispered, "We have a war to start." That night, inside his secret penthouse, I watched the paralyzed man stand up from his wheelchair and activate a screen filled with the Sterling family's darkest secrets. The execution had officially begun.

Kara Martin was known as Miss Perfect. She was a beauty with good personality and successful career. Unfortunately, her life changed at one night. She was accused of adultery, losing her job, and abandoned by her fiance. The arrogant man who slept with her did not want to take responsibility. He even threatened her life if they met again. What's worse, Kara was pregnant with twins and she chose to give birth to them. Four and a half years later, Kara returned to work at a large company. As the secretary, she would frequently face their notorious CEO. Kara thought it wouldn't be a problem, but as it turned out ... the CEO was the father of the twins!

I was sitting in the Presidential Suite of The Pierre, wearing a Vera Wang gown worth more than most people earn in a decade. It was supposed to be the wedding of the century, the final move to merge two of Manhattan's most powerful empires. Then my phone buzzed. It was an Instagram Story from my fiancé, Jameson. He was at Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris with a caption that read: "Fuck the chains. Chasing freedom." He hadn't just gotten cold feet; he had abandoned me at the altar to run across the world. My father didn't come in to comfort me. He burst through the door roaring about a lost acquisition deal, telling me the Holland Group would strip our family for parts if the ceremony didn't happen by noon. My stepmother wailed about us becoming the laughingstock of the Upper East Side. The Holland PR director even suggested I fake a "panic attack" to make myself look weak and sympathetic to save their stock price. Then Jameson’s sleazy cousin, Pierce, walked in with a lopsided grin, offering to "step in" and marry me just to get his hands on my assets. I looked at them and realized I wasn't a daughter or a bride to anyone in that room. I was a failed asset, a bouncing check, a girl whose own father told her to go to Paris and "beg" the man who had just publicly humiliated her. The girl who wanted to be loved died in that mirror. I realized that if I was going to be sold to save a merger, I was going to sell myself to the one who actually controlled the money. I marched past my parents and walked straight into the VIP holding room. I looked the most powerful man in the room—Jameson’s cold, ruthless uncle, Fletcher Holland—dead in the eye and threw the iPad on the table. "Jameson is gone," I said, my voice as hard as stone. "Marry me instead."

I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ "I want to get a divorce, Mark," I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time-even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.

The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart-divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance-not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life-one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is... Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?

"I heard you're going to marry Marcelo. Is this perhaps your revenge against me? It's very laughable, Renee. That man can barely function." Her foster family, her cheating ex, everyone thought Renee was going to live in pure hell after getting married to a disabled and cruel man. She didn't know if anything good would ever come out of it after all, she had always thought it would be hard for anyone to love her but this cruel man with dark secrets is never going to grant her a divorce because she makes him forget how to breathe.