I noticed that my boyfriend Wang Jun had been acting a bit strangely these past few days, so I kept an eye on him, and it turned out there really was a problem - he has found someone new on the side. Having discovered the fact that they were cheating, I started to take action. I casually befriended Lu Xinxin and even went on a short trip with her; we hit it off very well. Lu Xinxin and Wang Jun were dating frequently, which deeply affected me, and I was thinking of ways to expose their true colors...
Everyone saw my husband, Sam Rogers, a model husband, yet I suspect he had cheating.
Recently, I had noticed that Sam has been coming home late every day, citing reasons like overtime, business social events, and meetings.
When it came to overtime, I was skeptical. Given his current position, it was unlikely he needed to work late as frequently as before.
He claimed that business social events and various meetings were just another form of overtime.
If it was socializing, then why didn't he smell of alcohol? He retorts, asking if I would prefer him to come home drunk every night.
No matter how he explained it, I couldn't shake the suspicion because there was a faint scent of perfume on him. It was subtle, but as a woman, my sense of smell was naturally keen.
Since questioning him yielded no answers, I had decided to take action and follow him. I refused to believe his nonsense.
I ordered a coffee and waited by the window in a café across from his office, ready to catch him in the act.
After work, a stream of people flowed out of his company's main entrance.
Ten minutes later, even his boss emerged, got into his car, and drove off.
Yet, Sam was nowhere to be seen. Just as I was about to believe he was working late, he finally sauntered out.
He stood at the entrance, checked his watch impatiently, made a call, and then calmly stepped back, leaning against a pillar by the glass door, looking like he was waiting for someone.
Within ten minutes, a convertible racer gracefully pulled up in front of him.
I picked up the binoculars from the table and saw a woman dressed to impress in the driver's seat. He deftly opened the passenger door, bent down, and got in, and the car roared away.
I got up from my seat and hailed a cab to head home.
Our home is a two-bedroom apartment Sam bought with a mortgage.
At the time, I wanted to contribute, but he insisted I keep my money for myself, saying women had many expenses.
We were just one official document away from being married.
He said we'd handle both when he got promoted, calling it a double celebration.
His promotion was a sure thing, expected in three to six months, so I was willing to wait.
I was a civil servant at a government agency, working five days a week with no overtime, no physical strain, and great benefits. I enjoyed my job, even though it could get busy at times, but mostly it was relaxed and respectable.
When I got home, I documented my first day of surveillance in the shared work log on our computer.
This was a habit from when we were in love, sharing our joys and frustrations openly, not just for ourselves but for each other, to prevent repeating mistakes.
But that was a habit from the past. Would Sam even remember?
The next day, before Sam left for work, I discreetly placed a tiny bug in his pocket, securing it so he wouldn't notice or lose it.
In the evening, as I was leaving work, I overheard their rendezvous location and decided to join the game.
As usual, I found a secluded spot, sipping coffee while listening to their whispered sweet romantic words.
These were the same words Sam had said to me over two years ago, now heard again as an observer, offering a different perspective and stirring emotions.
I thought to myself, people could be so easily swayed. Sweet words could be more effective than anything else, easily swaying people with just a few lip movements, making them forget the present.
Then, like any couple in love, they went into a hotel and got a room.
I lost interest and headed home.
I wouldn't burst into their room or disrupt their night.
But in the end, I always paid the debt.
He told her to call him Daddy. Not because he earned it, but because he fucking owned her. The moment she signed that contract, she stopped being a woman with dignity and became his filthy little plaything. His holes to use. His mess to ruin. He didn't just fuck her, he rewired her. Stripped her clean of boundaries and filled her with sin. Every punishment made her scream. Every game dragged her deeper into his twisted world. And the way he praised her... Good girl. She should've run the first time he said it. But Daddy doesn't let his toys leave. He breaks them until they beg to stay. ** Mia's life changed the night she let a stranger ruin her. One night. She never expected to see him again. Until she walked into her new job... and her boss turned around. Ace.Her one-night sin in a thousand-dollar suit. Only this time, he wasn't asking her to be his assistant. She was to be his wife.
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
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.”