Amanda's return to the country was greeted by sad news. She lost her beloved sister. The grave was still wet, but her papa urged her to get married. Not with the man she loved. However, with a widower who was none other than her late sister's husband. She wanted to ask for his blessing to marry her lover, but the situation made things complicated. Amanda never expected to be presented with such a surprising request. Marry a former brother-in-law and become a birth mother to a month-old baby girl? It was both ridiculous and sad considering their ages. But how could she refuse? "Everywhere there is a sugar baby or sugar daddy, while I'm a sugar mommy. Radit is too young to be my husband. This is crazy!"
"Marry Radit."
"WHAT?"
Amanda looked up. Her eyelids widened perfectly with a face that still looked gloomy. She did not expect to hear such a shocking sentence just now from her father.
"You heard it right. I want you to marry Radit. To be his replacement wife as well as Ayra's surrogate mother."
"NO!!" refused Amanda sarcastically. This time she spoke out loudly in opposition to what she thought was a crazy request. "I do want to get married, Dad. Of course, it won't be Radit, but Andre. He even proposed to me in London."
Amanda confidently held up her left hand. More precisely on the ring finger, which was already embedded with a blue gem ring given by her beloved. However, her father remained unmoved. As if the evidence just now meant nothing.
"I never ask anything from you. Please obey this time. You're the only one I can count on."
Amanda chuckled softly. "I love Andre, Dad. I only want to marry him!"
"Ayra needs a mother's love. Only you can give her that. I'm not willing to let Radit marry another woman. You're Dinda's elder sister, so it's only right to take your sister's place. Don't be selfish, Manda!"
"Selfish??" snapped Amanda with a grumble. "What about me, Dad? My future is at stake. This isn't right. Radit is still -"
"Manda! Dad?!"
The voice just now cut off Amanda's emotional outburst. Her father sighed softly and smiled bitterly.
"You finally came, Radit."
"Sorry, Dad. I was accompanying Ayra who was still fussy," said the man named Radit.
"That's all right. You guys can talk. Iapa went up to the room first ."
Amanda snorted softly. She caught her breath for a moment. Her eyes then took in the man's appearance from head to toe. It had never occurred to her to be Radit's wife.
"Papa told us to get married. You would have refused too, wouldn't you, just like me? So let's -"
"I agree."
"Hey?" Amanda laughed and shook her head in disbelief. "You realize who you're talking to, huh?"
Radit nodded briefly. It left the girl in front of him speechless.
"I know. You're my sister-in-law, but back when Dinda was my wife. Now... she's gone. People who die can't come back to life, right?" Radit then concluded. "The only thing on my mind is Ayra. I hope you will understand."
"That's easy for you to say?"
"Yes. Dinda won't be angry because her position is being replaced by you."
"Crazy person!" hissed Amanda in disbelief at what she had just heard.
Instead of responding to the curse, Radit rose to his feet while revealing a faint smile. "I don't think there's anything more to talk about. I assume you agree. This is all for Ayra's sake."
Amanda was shocked that Radit did not seem to object to the sudden arranged marriage. At the same time, she couldn't understand what was going through her former sister-in-law's head.
Tonight is the last time where relatives and neighbors attend the seven-day event of the late sister. Amanda, who had been silent, was disturbed by a soft voice that reached her eardrums.
"Tell Radit to go to bed. While Manda is back from abroad too. Poor child, let someone take care of him."
"Yes. Maybe Manda's soul mate was blocked because she was preceded by the late Dinda?"
"That's why you don't want to be stepped on."
Many more conversations made her earshot. The girl with shoulder-length hair chose to walk to the second floor. Hoping to calm her frantic mind.
"So what??"
Amanda almost spit out her drink because she was surprised by her father's presence from the right side. She snorted softly and then noticed the man's unusual gaze. Her eyebrows knitted together as she glanced at the woman who had just joined them.
"Dear," the woman called Amanda in a low voice. "Radit is a good man. We are proposing this marriage for your sake and his. Especially Ayra. She certainly still needs a mother's love. You're the one who's right for her."
"Oh yeah?" Amanda smiled wryly with a cynical look. "You said this so I wouldn't be distracted by taking care of Ayra, right?"
"Amanda!!" her father scolded. "Mind your manners! Tiara is my wife even though she didn't give birth to you."
"Great! Just keep defending your favorite woman!" snapped Amanda, who was getting angry.
The father was about to speak up, but that intention was aborted after getting a gentle rub on his right arm. The couple stared at each other for a few seconds until finally turning to Amanda again.
"You're almost 35 years old, Manda," said her stepmother. "You should get married. Andre is not a good man, dear."
"Don't be a smart ass!" Amanda quickly denied it. "Life in the entertainment world has many consequences. Especially news that's not true. I'm sure Andre is the right choice."
"What about your niece? Ayra needs a mother figure, kiddo."
"I can take care of her without being married to her father!" said Amanda in a raised tone.
"Dear, think again." The forty-year-old woman looked at her sadly.
"Everywhere there's a sugar baby or a sugar daddy, and me? Heh. I'm not going to be a sugar mommy. Radit is too young to be my husband. This is crazy!"
"Age is just a number. What matters is -"
"Right," Amanda cut in quickly. "Just like you and my dad. He is older than you by more than 20 years. It's natural, even though it seems ... so."
"Stop diverting the conversation, Manda. We're talking about you!"
"I still don't want to. Period!" Amanda leaned in with a gaze full of rejection.
"What a rebellious child! It's so hard to tell your parents." Her father was getting angry. Again, his wife tried to calm him down by gently stroking his right arm. Meanwhile, Amanda, who was already annoyed, immediately got up. "Where are you going, huh?"
"I'm tired," Amanda replied with her body already standing upright. "Papa has never understood what I want."
"Manda, wait! You have to marry Radit. Otherwise -"
"What? If not...Tiara will marry Radit. How about that, huh?"
"You!! Aggh!"
Amanda was about to walk away. However, her stepmother's shriek made her turn around.
"Dad?!"
"Aziz? The stern man I've heard about from the neighbors' gossip? A 38-year-old widower with two teenage kids? Oh, it doesn't make any sense if it's really him." Alena couldn't wrap her head around her mother's order just now. She hoped it was just a dream, but unfortunately, it was about to become a reality soon. How could her peaceful life as a college student suddenly turn 180 degrees into a forced marriage with a widower?
The will read by the lawyer makes Vienna's life a nightmare. She never imagined that she would marry Ray - a cousin who was allegedly the son of her father's murderer. She wanted to run away from the harsh reality, but when she saw her mother her guts shrank and she ended up accepting the reality in front of her eyes. The girl vowed to avenge her father's death even at the expense of herself. Vienna's plan is certainly not easy considering that her cousin is also tough and has always been cold and cruel to her. Moreover, the man also has the support of a lover who is a partner of their family company. Who would have thought that love never chooses who it falls on. Vienna realizes that inside the hatred and resentment she nurtures, there are beautiful feelings for the man who has the title of her husband now. What will Vienna do this time? Will she continue her grudge or give up on Ray in the name of love?
"When are you coming home, baby?" "Do I have to answer that question?" If I could choose my destiny, I'd like to live a simple life as long as I could see my husband every day. However, regrets always come too late. Mas Ares will never be able to come home because...
The first marriage ended because the husband could not provide mental support. The second household was also forced to run aground due to a gambling case. Even after the third time as a wife, Namira could not feel happy. Moreover, the sad memories of that first night made her traumatized to reopen herself. So, how will she live her life again?
"I'm willing to be a daddy to your son, but don't ever expect me to treat you like a wife." To realize her son's dream of having a daddy, Lily is willing to enter into a contract marriage with Keenan, who also happens to be desperate to find a wife to inherit his family's company. An agreement was made where the relationship between the two would appear harmonious only in front of the child. However, they cannot resist the fate that has fostered unusual feelings. Unfortunately, the appearance of a past figure is also inevitable. Making it hard for both of them to go further. Will Lily and Keenan stay together? Or will each of them choose to give up when there is no more reason to survive?
After being diagnosed by a doctor that she got MRKH syndrome, the content of which is not getting pregnant and bearing a baby, Serena Queen Adhisty is going to be frustrated. She decided to go away from Barra, her boyfriend. And eleven years later destiny made Serena and Barra meet in the same company. She was shocked and did not know that her ex-boyfriend was the general manager there. Serena wants to move from the company. Unfortunately, she is trapped by Barra.
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
"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.]
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
Blinded in a crash, Cary was rejected by every socialite—except Evelina, who married him without hesitation. Three years later, he regained his sight and ended their marriage. "We’ve already lost so many years. I won’t let her waste another one on me." Evelina signed the divorce papers without a word. Everyone mocked her fall—until they discovered that the miracle doctor, jewelry mogul, stock genius, top hacker, and the President's true daughter… were all her. When Cary came crawling back, a ruthless tycoon had him kicked out. "She's my wife now. Get lost."
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
Five years ago, Alessia La Rosa's life took a drastic turn when, suffering from memory loss, she wed to Dominic Carter under her grandfather's mysterious arrangement. But their marriage was a facade, bringing her only humiliation and heartache as Dominic showed no love, and she couldn't conceive. Upon discovering Dominic's infidelity, Alessia sought liberation through divorce. Yet, fate had more in store for her. Five years later, spurred by an anonymous email hinting at her lost child's whereabouts, she returns to the city with her twin babies in tow, determined to uncover the truth. As she navigates the tangled web of her past, a surprising twist awaits. Dominic, upon meeting her again, finds himself drawn to the woman she has become, unaware of her true identity as his former wife. Little does he know, the woman he's falling for is not only his ex-wife but also a powerful Doctor and Master Hacker.