Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
In a dimly-lit hotel room...
Rena Gordon passionately kissed the handsome stranger.
Earlier tonight, her ex-boyfriend, Harold Moore, announced his engagement-with another woman. Rena was so devastated that she got drunk at a bar. Under the influence of alcohol and the strange man's charm, she somehow ended up here.
Now that Harold was marrying a rich girl regardless of his four-year relationship with her, then she could also indulge herself a little, right?
Just as the man was pulling her clothes off, Rena leaned on the man's shoulder and forgot herself, murmuring, "Harold!"
The man stopped abruptly, and the lust in the atmosphere instantly dissipated.
The next second, the lights were flicked on.
The bright light made her squint, but when her eyes finally adjusted to the light, she saw the man's face clearly.
It was Waylen Fowler-the most sought-after lawyer across the country. He was very famous in law circles, and he was an elite with countless assets.
But most importantly, he was the future brother-in-law of Harold, who had just betrayed her.
Rena sobered up instantly.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She almost had sex with the brother of her very rival in love!
Waylen also pulled away from her.
Leaning against the wall, he lit a cigarette. After taking a long drag, he looked her up and down and said playfully, "Very interesting, Miss Gordon."
He flicked the ash off his cigarette and asked with a faint smile, "What were you thinking about just now when you kissed me? Did you want to have sex with me to make Harold jealous?"
Obviously, Waylen also recognized her now.
Rena couldn't pretend that she didn't know this man.
After all, Waylen was famous. She just didn't recognize him earlier because of the alcohol.
She knew that she couldn't afford to offend such a big shot, so she lowered her head and apologized meekly. "I'm sorry, Mr. Fowler. I drank too much."
Fortunately, he didn't make things difficult for her. After finishing off his cigarette, he stood up straight and tossed a coat at her. "Put it on. I'll drive you back."
Rena thanked him softly.
In Waylen's Bentley, while neither of the two spoke all throughout the drive, Rena would occasionally steal glances at him.
The man had an angular face and a perfectly chiseled jawline. Although she didn't know the brand of his shirt, she could see that it was very expensive.
Rena guessed that there must've been tons of women lining up to hook up with this man.
After a few minutes of silence, Waylen stopped the car in front of their destination. He turned his head slightly and stared at her slender and straight legs for a few seconds before finally handing her his business card.
Rena knew what this meant.
But she was surprised that he'd still want to sleep with her after finding out who she was.
Although he was charming and probably good in bed, Rena hesitated. It was a bad idea to get entangled with a big shot like him, so she said, "Mr. Fowler, we'd better not stay in contact."
Waylen shrugged indifferently.
Rena was indeed beautiful, but he wouldn't force himself on her if she was not interested.
So he tucked his business card back in his pocket and said, "Being conservative suits you."
Rena was a little embarrassed, but before she could respond, Waylen got out of the car and opened the door for her like a gentleman. She almost wondered if it was all just a dream and that nothing had actually happened between them in that hotel room tonight.
As soon as she got out, the car slowly drove away.
A cool breeze blew over, sending shivers down her spine. Only then did she realize that she had forgotten to return the coat to him.
When she was hesitating whether she should try to catch up to him or not, her phone rang.
Glancing at the caller ID, she saw that it was her stepmother Eloise calling. The latter's anxious voice sounded from the other end of the line, saying, "Rena, come back home now! Something bad happened!"
Rena tried to ask her about it, but Eloise couldn't make it clear on the phone and just pleaded with her to go back home as soon as possible.
For the whole 17 years of her existence, Alana did not know the word freedom and happiness having been confined in the basement of her family's house accused of killing her own mother. She's beaten, cursed at, and barely survived from crumbs of food thrown at her. She thought this is her final destiny and has accepted the bitter fate of her life not until the night of her 18th birthday, a mysterious alpha appeared at her door telling her that she is the long-lost daughter of the alpha king and claiming her as his mate he's been looking for several years now.
A man like Travis Sinclair wants nothing more than a woman who matches his sexual prowess and is used to getting everything he wants. A cold-hearted billionaire ,he lives by one rule - no love, no commitment. Ayanna Davies isn't looking for a relationship. She's focused on her work and the financial security it brings. As a high end escort, her client is full of filthy rich men who are willing to pay handsomely for her services. But when Travis Sinclair becomes one of her clients, she begins twice about mixing work with pleasure. Not knowing that he is an old acquaintance whom she despises.
“Do I want a taste?” his voice deeper than he had ever spoken. His eyes pinned on me like I was the only thing that fascinated him. “What do I do?” I thought to myself as he moved closer to me, I wanted to run away, to resist him but I was pinned to the wall by him. “Gosh I hate this man so much” his scent, his body, his beautiful green eyes, he was driving me crazy. I know this is wrong, he has a fiancee and all but that makes me want him even more. “Get on the bed and spread your legs” his cold voice woke me up and then I remembered I was just a maid to him. “Yes master”.
Julia and Evan were the perfect couple-or so she thought. But everything changed when Evan abruptly ended their relationship, leaving her heartbroken and unable to tell him she was carrying his child. Years later, Julia has built a life for herself and her son, Andy, while Evan has risen to unimaginable wealth and success. Their paths cross again at a chance meeting, but Julia soon discovers Evan has moved on with someone else. Julia is done with the pain. She's fought battles alone, raising a son who deserves the truth about his father, even if Evan doesn't deserve her forgiveness. When Julia told Evan years ago she had something to say, he didn't listen. Now, it's time for him to listen. But is it too late to reclaim what he lost? "We should break up," he'd said, the words cutting through her like glass. The pregnancy test in her pocket stayed hidden, just like the child they would never share. Now, it's Evan's turn to hear the truth-and to face his deepest regret.
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."