Andy Green and Elena Smith grew up together in a family due to the marriage of her mother and his brother. What Elena did not know was that Andy, the man she had called uncle for over twelve years, had been loving her for the same years. To win her heart, Andy cut off all her relationships to others by all means, but as a result, Elena was trapped in the depths of despair, humiliation, and loneliness. Eventually, she decided to leave him. After eight years, Elena becomes a professional lawyer and comes back to the city again. At the time, Andy is no longer her uncle and the poor boy but the only heir to the top noble family. Determined to be intertwined with Andy again with deep love and hatreds, Elena has no idea what decision she should make. Facing the unsolvable affections, what should she do and where should she go?
The door of the operating room opened again.
"Families, where are the family members?"
A man was convulsed and shot ahead in a sudden big stride. "How is she?"
Nancy asked with an anxious expression on her face. "Are you the patient's family member?"
"...No." The man went into a trance. "I'm her friend."
"Get the families over here quickly. The patient has just suffered a sudden cardiac arrest and is now being resuscitated. This is a critical condition notice. You have to be mentally prepared for that."
"What..." The man gasped.
"Come on, call the families and get them over. It's too late."
After hesitating for a second, the man snatched the critical condition notice and signed two words on it – Andy Green.
"Hey, why did you just sign it?"
Andy's breathing became hard and heavy. "I'm her youngest uncle."
Nancy was furious. "What the hell is the relationship between you? Her life is at stake, understand?"
Andy's back was against the wall, sliding down bit by bit.
He lowered his head, and his shoulder blades stiffened into a silent curve. His tears fell to the ground while being blown by the wind.
"She's the one I love."
Late at night, a taxi sped along on the open elevated road.
"Miss, those cars behind... have been following us."
Elena had been drowsy, hearing what the driver said, she was suddenly out of her sleep and turned her head. Several black SUVs were coming close.
"Sir, speed up. Go to the nearest police station, quick!"
"Miss, I, I..."
"Don't be afraid, sir. Here is downtown. They don't dare to act recklessly. I'm a lawyer."
Hardly had her voice faded away, the driver pressed a sudden brake, and the taxi was surrounded by several SUVs.
The car window was slowly winded down.
A pair of dark eyes were revealed. The eyelids were like knife-carved, the eye ends were sharp and narrow, and the eye light looked like the edge of a knife.
Indescribable palpitations accompanied by fear spread throughout Elena's body.
She unlocked her phone and quickly pressed three numbers – 911.
Just at this moment, the SUV's door suddenly opened.
A tall man got out of the car, wearing a black trench coat, which was simple and cold.
The lighter pattered and a faint blue flame came out.
The man lighted a cigarette leisurely. His long slender fingers knocked on the bodywork with a casual air, and he faintly looked towards Elena.
The driver's voice trembled with fear. "Mi, Miss, now... now what's to be done? Why don't you get out of the car? I have the old and young at home..."
Elena couldn't hear the driver's words at all. She saw the man walking slowly over and his face becoming clear gradually...
It was a face with extremely aggressive features, which was rugged and arrogant. He had a clean chin, thin pale lips, and dark sharp eyes.
Elena felt nervous.
The man stubbed out the cigarette and flicked his finger. The cigarette flew out in an arc. And then the man opened the car door.
"Elena, long time no see."
The man's voice was low and sexy, very nice but cold. However, what was even colder was his eyes, which has no warmth.
Elena knew clearly that hidden underneath this man's eyes was his bone-deep hatred for her.
She got out of the car holding her bag and moved two steps to the side defensively, trying to stay as far away from him as possible. "Long time no see, Andy."
If she remembered correctly, it should be eight years.
The last time they met was in the year of her college entrance exam when she was unworldly, innocent, and pure.
And he, too, was not like this, even his eyes gleamed with danger.
When Elena thought of the word "danger", her hand that held the phone was quietly pressed down.
Suddenly, the hand ached.
The phone flew in the air in an arc and fell on Andy's hand. And his other hand grabbed Elena's wrist and brought it hard into his arms.
She was caught flat-footed. When she did a double-take, she had already crashed headlong into his strong hard chest.
Elena's eyes were fierce, and she kneed up to bump against his stomach.
Andy was already prepared. His body slid backward first and then bumped forward.
Elena was pressed against the cold hard car body at once. The man's lips were close to her cheek, and his nose tip had a smell of strong cigarette smoke.
"Andy, what do you want?"
"What do you think?"
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Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
"Mr. Evans, please maintain some dignity. Don't forget I'm your brother's wife!" Having caught her husband and best friend together in the bed, Elena wanted nothing more than to exact revenge on the people she once called family. She refused to be a pitiful divorcee and vowed to make everyone who had once looked down on her beg for forgiveness. And to start with her newfound freedom, Elena indulges in a one-night stand with a stranger. However, what was meant to be a fleeting escape turns into a nightmare when she learns that the stranger is none other than her husband's older brother! Would Elena be free from the shackles of her marriage? Or would the mysterious stranger make her life a living hell since he seemed to have a personal vendetta against his family? [The story is 18+ and involves mature content.]
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"