Perhaps my gaze was too intense; Wang Sheng turned his head as if he was consciously aware, and instantly saw me standing in the distance.
Perhaps my gaze was too intense; Wang Sheng turned his head as if he was consciously aware, and instantly saw me standing in the distance.
I saw a WhatsApp message from someone named Kim on my boyfriend's phone. I had always assumed Kim was a guy because the name seemed so neutral. That was until the day my boyfriend, James Simpson, was in the shower and Kim sent a voice message when I was indulging in a skincare routine.
It had been a while since last time we met, so naturally, we were enjoying a tender moment together. When Kim's message came through, I was lounging on the hotel bed, legs crossed.
The voice message popped up on his phone, and without much thought, I tapped it open.
"Hey, bro, what are you doing? Why aren't you replying to my messages?"
As soon as I heard that, I sat up straight. The reason was simple, that was a woman's voice.
At that moment, I thought someone might have sent the message to the wrong person. But as I scrolled up through their chat, I realized Kim was indeed a girl, around my boyfriend's age and with plenty to talk about with him.
Their chat history was kind of boring, mostly sharing bits of their lives.
Sometimes it was a dish they cooked, a book they read, or a glimpse of the sunset by a bridge.
The messages were straightforward, with no hint of flirtation. The girl even jokingly called him "Bro."
I scrolled back through six months of messages, discovering that James had been in contact with this girl for half a year. Initially, they only talked every few days, but now it was multiple times a day.
I always considered myself an open-minded girlfriend. I never checked James's phone or questioned his interactions with female friends.
But Kim felt like a constant source of irritation, piercing my heart, and a silent fury surged from my chest to my head.
Just then, my boyfriend walked out of the bathroom. Standing at six feet tall with a perfect build, a towel wrapped around his waist, his legs were long and straight. His slightly longer than crew-cut hair was now fluffy and soft from the blow-dryer. Normally, I would have jumped up to ruffle his hair and start kissing his cheeks.
This man had always been like a magnet to me, drawing me in, making me infatuated.
Seeing my blank expression, he frowned, a bit displeased that I didn't rush into his arms as usual.
"What's wrong? Why are you just sitting there?"
"Who is this Kim on your phone? What's your relationship with her?" I tried to keep my anger in check because my boyfriend hated it when I lost my temper.
"Oh, her? She's a college friend. Don't you remember? She came to work here this year and contacted me for some help." His expression was nonchalant, his voice slightly hoarse. I knew this look meant he didn't think much of the girl.
"Isn't it a bit frequent, the way you two are in touch?" I tossed the phone onto the bed with a gloomy face, still asking.
Seeing my strict expression, his distracted demeanor disappeared.
"What are you suggesting? If I had an affair with her, would I let you check my phone? I haven't deleted any chat history. You can look if you want, just don't make a fuss over nothing."
My boyfriend detested arguing with me, but my fiery temper flared up whenever things didn't go my way, and I couldn't control it.
We'd had plenty of fights because of my temper.
This time, because of Kim, it seemed like another argument was inevitable.
"Jane, we only see each other once a month. Please don't do this to me, alright?" My expression was clearly unpleasant, showing I wasn't ready to let it go. At this point, my boyfriend started to lose his cool too.
"So you're saying there's nothing wrong with talking to her three times a day?"
I tried to keep calm and talk to him in a composed manner, but my unfriendly expression and the coldness in my voice made it clear I was not happy.
Realizing that continuing the discussion was pointless, James got dressed and stormed out.
Bang! The hotel door slammed shut with a force that echoed my frustration, and I could feel the vibration as I lay on the bed.
Lyric had spent her life being hated. Bullied for her scarred face and hated by everyone-including her own mate-she was always told she was ugly. Her mate only kept her around to gain territory, and the moment he got what he wanted, he rejected her, leaving her broken and alone. Then, she met him. The first man to call her beautiful. The first man to show her what it felt like to be loved. It was only one night, but it changed everything. For Lyric, he was a saint, a savior. For him, she was the only woman that had ever made him cum in bed-a problem he had been battling for years. Lyric thought her life would finally be different, but like everyone else in her life, he lied. And when she found out who he really was, she realized he wasn't just dangerous-he was the kind of man you don't escape from. Lyric wanted to run. She wanted freedom. But she desired to navigate her way and take back her respect, to rise above the ashes. Eventually, she was forced into a dark world she didn't wish to get involved with.
Livia Shelby, 19, is forced into marriage with Damian Alexander - a ruthless CEO with a cold heart. Hate simmers beneath the surface, and sometimes it blurs the line between resentment and desire. But what happens when the love that grows between them is bound by a contract... and forbidden to be spoken? Author's Note: This book has been previously published on several platforms. This version is a revised and improved edition.
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Katherine endured mistreatment for three years as Julian's wife, sacrificing everything for love. But when his sister drugged her and sent her to a client's bed, Katherine finally snapped. She left behind divorce papers, walking away from the toxic marriage. Years later, Katherine returned as a radiant star with the world at her feet. When Julian saw her again, he couldn't ignore the uncanny resemblance between her new love and himself. He had been nothing but a stand-in for someone else. Desperate to make sense of the past, Julian pressed Katherine, asking, "Did I mean nothing to you?"
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Season 1: Esther Davenier has spent her life proving she belongs-first to the elite family who raised her, then to a society that values bloodlines over loyalty. But when a long-lost "real" daughter is found, Esther is discarded like yesterday's scandal-her name erased, her face mocked, her engagement stolen. They thought they could bury her. But Esther doesn't go quietly. Armed with multiple powerful hidden identities and a dangerous new ally-CEO Evander Westvale, the man they said she could never have-Esther steps back into the limelight not to reclaim what was stolen, but to take what was never offered. Now she's more than ready to turn the game upside down. Season 2: When the powerful Davenier family reunites, Victor Davenier moves the Victory Group back to their homeland to spend more time with his daughter-Esther Davenier. Because of this, Roger Davenier, Esther's twin brother, finds himself buried in responsibilities, leaving no time for love-until a beautiful secretary, Alexandra, walks into his life uninvited and slowly pulls him closer. But Alexandra is caught between a protective mother hiding a dark past, a jealous rival determined to humiliate her, and a powerful client who sees her as more than just a secretary. Drawn into a dangerous game of power, desire, and betrayal, she must find her strength to survive. And Roger? He's no longer sure if he's protecting his secretary... or falling hopelessly in love with her.
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