Miley Smith is so angry at her fiance for his betrayal that she decides to find another man. By chance, Miley meets that man in the bar. Miley only knows that man is called Morris Lawrence and nothing else. She thinks they are not familiar with each other. But every time Miley gets hurt, Morris would show up in a doctor's uniform. When Miley wants to hire a lawyer, he becomes a partner in a law firm, finding the best lawyer for her. When Miley deals with the company's business, he becomes a big client of her company. Who is this man, exactly?
Everyone had a woolly-minded moment, and Miley Smith was no exception. What she did this day would then be an unforgettable experience in her life.
Outside Room 808 in Prosper Hotel, she took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
As the door clicked open, a man's face appeared in her sight. He was indeed like a man who could earn a living by his beautiful appearance. With sharp eyebrows, captivating eyes, and a straight nose, his handsome face was as perfect as a masterpiece under the best plastic surgeon's hands.
She thought it reasonable for a man to have plastic surgery if he chose this job.
"Come on, let me in!" She was a little displeased. This man was topless with only a bath towel around his lower body and seemed to have waited long for her. But he leaned against the door frame and looked her up and down as if she was a thief.
All right, he managed to make himself more attractive this way.
With a pout, she pushed the man aside and staggered into the room for the big soft bed in the middle.
"Come over here!"
She collapsed spreadeagled onto the bed and supported her head with a hand. Then, she crooked a finger at him.
His brows deeply furrowed, he walked up to the bed and looked down at the woman who invaded his territory.
"Who are you?"
His tone was as cold as his eyes. Miley was stunned, but then her smile became even wider. "Oh? You want to know who I am? Do the money boys nowadays all so arrogant?"
Money boys? The man's face was dark with anger.
After a brief gaze at him, she jumped out of the bed and threw her arms around him. Then, she grasped his bath towel and poked his nose.
"Remember, I'm Roy Shawn's fiancée, his future wife. Remember?"
Patting his face with her cold hand, she grinned from ear to ear.
"Roy Shawn? Roy Shawn from Milroy Advertising?" The man gripped her wrist and asked with a frown.
She blinked and said unhappily, "Why do you have so many questions? Are you checking my identity? Isn't it enough to pay you money? Do you have any professional ethics?"
Her lips puckered, she pulled his bath towel away directly.
The man gasped, but then he lifted her chin with a captivating smile. "Mrs. Shawn, are you sure you want to court death?"
"Court death? Good, let me die now."
Miley murmured and stood on tiptoe to kiss his lips.
Feeling her softness with the bouquet, the man lowered down his eyelids and yet remained unmoved. But the next second, she entangled him with her arms just like vines...
She didn't get undressed, from which he could tell she was a conservative type. But her movements were so bold and seductive that he could barely hold it.
"All right, Mrs. Shawn, I can satisfy your need."
With a light laugh, he scooped up the woman who was clinging to him like an octopus and strode to the dreamy bed...
The next day, Miley opened her eyes and was dazzled by strong light. The sun was shining outside, while the room...
It was filled with scents of hormones.
Thinking of what had happened last night, she had a cold shiver and sat up. After looking around, she sighed with relief. To be honest, if she hadn't drunk a bottle of drugged wine, she wouldn't have done this so boldly. Fortunately, that money boy was sensible and had left before she woke up. Otherwise, she would feel more than embarrassed.
Trembling, she crawled out of bed and gave him a negative score in her mind. Why was it a negative one? It didn't mean that he was incapable. Instead, he was so capable that she could hardly stand up now, which made her unsatisfied...
Standing by the bed, she was stunned to notice a red spot on the white sheet. She had maintained her virginity for five years and never expected herself to lose it in this way. How pathetic!
When she calmed down and looked away, she saw a note on the nightstand.
She took it up and soon exploded with rage.
Accused of murder, Sylvia Todd's mother was deemed a traitor by the entire pack, condeming Sylvia to live the rest of her life alone in humiliation as a lowly slave. All she wanted to do was to prove her mother's innocence somehow, but fate never seemed to be on the side of the traitor's daughter. Still, Sylvia never lost hope. As the future lycan king of all werewolves, Rufus Duncan possessed great power and status, but he had an inexplicable reputation for being cruel, bloodthirsty, and ruthless. Unbeknownst to everyone, he had been cursed long ago to transform into a killer monster on every full moon. Even though fate did not always look upon the two, it brought Sylvia and Rufus together as each other's destined mates. Will justice be served for Sylvia's mother? What about Rufus' secret? Can Sylvia and Rufus defy all societal norms and stay together? Will these two unlucky souls have their happy ending?
"You're pathetic!" Brenden sneered, each word cutting deep into Corinna's heart. Years of emotional wounds had drained every ounce of love she once held. "I've wasted enough time on you. If there's a next life, I hope we never meet again." Her words severed the bond between them like a blade. From that moment on, Brenden was haunted by her absence—unable to sleep, longing for the warmth he took for granted.
“Drive this woman out!” "Throw this woman into the sea!” When he doesn’t know Debbie Nelson’s true identity, Carlos Hilton cold-shoulders her. “Mr. Hilton, she is your wife,” Carlos’ secretary reminded him. Hearing that, Carlos gives him a cold stare and complained, “why didn’t you tell me earlier?” From then on, Carlos spoils her rotten. Little did everyone expect that they would get a divorce.
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
Anabel found out she was pregnant and dialed her husband's number to share the good news to him. They have been married for two years without a child. Desmond's mother had been accusing her of being barren and unproductive. When the call was picked, she was flabbergasted and broken. She was hearing a loud moan of feminine voice. "Ohh! Yeah! Don't stop fucking me! Fuck me harder baby!" accompanied with sound of skins slapping against the other. She went home to confront her husband and end up receiving a divorce paper. Desmond divorced him for a lady his mother was rooting. Few months later when he found out that his ex-wife is a billionaire heiress and she is pregnant with twins, he went crazy!
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...