"I'm having the baby". "Ryan is just a driver", Gina screamed at the top of her voice. "The both of you are from two different worlds." "Doesn't matter" Vinnie says with a shrug. "I love him." "You know you don't", her friend said fully convinced. "You shouldn't tie him down with a pregnancy, knowing you'd get bored eventually. Ryan deserves better than that." ________________ In the dazzling realm of High Society, Ryan, once a chauffeur, is entangled in a perilous mix of love and revenge. His forbidden affair with Vinnie, the Vanderbilt heiress, takes a dark turn with an unexpected pregnancy. After being forced to take responsibility, Ryan becomes a live-in son in-law of the Vandabilts, Ryan discovers the terrible secrets of his new family and life's challenges loom large. Can he navigate the treacherous vendettas of High Society and emerge unscathed? Get ready for a gripping journey through deceit, startling revelations and the enduring strength of love in a world where every secret comes with a price.
In a dimly lit movie room filled with the smell of old popcorn and the distant hum of projectors, a man clad in black sits alone. His dark clothes seem to blend into the shadows around him, like he's part of the darkness.
It's hard to see him clearly, just a faint outline against the flickering movie screen. The room feels heavy, matching the sadness on his face. His eyes show no emotion as he stares into the cinema's darkness, expressing a deep sadness that words can't capture.
As the movie scenes play, he stays in his own world of solitude and reflection. The soft light reveals the tired lines on his face, telling a silent story of someone looking for a break from the harshness of life. In this dark space, he quietly watches both the drama on screen and the quiet struggles within himself.
Ryan was not always the man who consistently wore a frown on his face. He used to be a sight for sore eyes, wearing the brightest smile, even though his life was far from perfect. However, everything changed after one careless night, but it all really started with a breakup.
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"You're back? Welcome home" Ryan greeted Clara as she entered the house. He glanced at his old wall clock, noting that his girlfriend had returned earlier than usual.
"Babe?" He called out when he noticed the frown on Clara's face. "Are you okay? Did something happen at campus?"
"What's that?" Clara asked, pointing at the envelope Ryan was holding, ignoring his questions.
"Oh," Ryan exclaimed with a burst of excitement. "Take a guess," he teased, but Clara rolled her eyes at him.
"You can see I'm not in a good mood, Ryan," she replied with a deeper frown. "So, spill."
"How about you find out for yourself?" He handed her the envelope, and she snatched it from his hand, quickly scanning its contents.
"What's this?" Clara inquired as her eyes darted across the paper.
"That's my job offer letter!" Ryan announced with infectious excitement. "I just landed a position at Acetone Tech!"
Clara couldn't hold back a scoff, her gaze fixed on Ryan with disbelief. "You..." She paused, stifling further words with an exasperated sigh, her frown deepening as she clenched the paper in her hand.
"What's wrong, Babe?" Ryan inquired, genuinely perplexed by his girlfriend's lack of enthusiasm.
"You didn't secure a job with Acetone Tech!" Clara erupted in frustration, her voice filled with disappointment. "You got hired as a driver for their family."
Ryan attempted to soothe her with a gentle tone. "But it's still a great opportunity, Clara. I'll be working regular hours, wearing a suit, meeting rich people, and the pay is really good."
Clara's frustration intensified as she retorted, "Are you even listening to yourself? This salary is less than what the Acetone's dog food costs!"
"Clara," Ryan called softly, struggling to comprehend why she wasn't pleased with his new job. "This is the best paying job I've ever had."
"That's precisely the issue," Clara exclaimed in a loud voice. "You're barely making ends meet! You're poor. How much longer am I supposed to endure this? We've been together for nearly four years. How long do I have to suffer with you?"
Ryan attempted to reason with her, saying, "I know it's been challenging, Babe, but..."
"Don't call me that!" Clara shouted, her frustration reaching its peak. "Just look at you. You're content being employed as a driver in someone else's home? Your employer is a man like you, you know?"
Ryan was wounded by her harsh words. They cut deep, and he struggled to grasp why she was acting this way. He hoped that her anger was just a result of a bad day at school.
"Did you have a rough day?" Ryan asked with genuine concern in his voice. "Did something happen at school?"
"I've had a terrible dating experience with you, Ryan," Clara bitterly retorted. She met his pained expression, but her frustration wasn't spent. "People talk every day. They say I deserve better. They say I deserve to be taken care of. They say I deserve to be with a man who doesn't live in such a shabby apartment."
Ryan fell into a momentary silence, absorbing her words. Clara had uttered many things to him over the years, but this felt like she was finally releasing all her pent-up emotions, and it cut deep.
"Clara, I..."
"I can't do this anymore," she interrupted him, determination in her voice. "I'm done, Ryan."
"Are you breaking up with me?" Ryan's voice quivered, the thought of a breakup seeming unreal. After all they'd been through, he never expected she'd just leave, especially when things were finally looking up.
"But this job would get us out of this apartment" He tried to reason with her. "I'll save up to get us a more decent place."
"I'm nearly graduating from college with a law degree, Ryan," Clara reminded him with a sniff. "I'm a promising young woman of twenty-four, and I do not want to be tied down."
"What about our dreams, Clara?" Ryan's voice barely rose above a whisper. "What about all the plans we made together?"
"You'll have to dream with someone else, Ryan," Clara declared. "Because I'm done."
She brushed past him, gathering a few of her belongings while grumbling about the lack of possessions worth packing in her closet. "All my clothes are so outdated!" She said in a loud voice.
Ryan stood there in disbelief. He was in denial as he couldn't imagine life without his girlfriend. Clara had threatened to break up many times before, but she had never followed through. Why now?
As Clara continued to vent her frustration about dating a financially struggling man, Ryan's thoughts turned to all the times he had worked hard to pay her tuition over the years. He remembered the countless occasions he had borrowed money just to make her happy.
"Yeah, you can bring the car," Clara said and Ryan turned to see her talking to someone on the phone. She appeared ready to leave, but as soon as the call ended, he made one more plea.
"Please, Clara, let's talk about this."
"My ride's here, so excuse me," she said, walking past him towards the door.
Ryan stopped his pleas when he saw an SUV parked outside. He watched Clara get into the backseat without a backward glance, and just like that, the car swerved around a corner, disappearing from sight.
After two years of marriage, Kristian dropped a bombshell. "She's back. Let's get divorced. Name your price." Freya didn't argue. She just smiled and made her demands. "I want your most expensive supercar." "Okay." "The villa on the outskirts." "Sure." "And half of the billions we made together." Kristian froze. "Come again?" He thought she was ordinary—but Freya was the genius behind their fortune. And now that she'd gone, he'd do anything to win her back.
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
What happens when an all business Alpha planning his chosen's mating ceremony, smells the most wonderful fruity scent that belonged to his curvy mating ceremony planner. Confident plus size Ji'lahni, her two cousins, and friend owns a successful Wedding planning company along with a dance, and self defense workout studio, get hired by their new friend who is like a mother to them to plan her sons wedding I mean mating ceremony? What will happen when the sassy plus size women step into the world of werewolves? Read to find out.
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?
Maia grew up a pampered heiress-until the real daughter returned and framed her, sending Maia to prison with help from her fiancé and family. Four years later, free and married to Chris, a notorious outcast, everyone assumed Maia was finished. They soon discovered she was secretly a famed jeweler, elite hacker, celebrity chef, and top game designer. As her former family begged for help, Chris smiled calmly. "Honey, let's go home." Only then did Maia realize her "useless" husband was a legendary tycoon who'd adored her from the start.