than Cole, the sole heir of the wealthiest family in Crestfall City, finds his life turned upside down when he clashes with Damian Wolf, a ruthless mafia boss who controls the city. It all begins when Ethan tries to rescue his long-lost lover from the clutches of Vivienne, Damian's partner and the mastermind behind a dark web of human trafficking. But Damian won't stand idly by. Using every dirty trick in the book, he tears Ethan's life apart, including separating him from the woman he loves. The blow becomes even harder when Ethan's power-hungry stepbrother frames him, leading to his father's rejection and his expulsion as the rightful heir of the family fortune. Left broken and stripped of everything, Ethan teeters on the edge of despair-until he meets Adeline, a resilient woman harboring her own grudge against Damian Wolf. Together, they craft a meticulous plan of revenge. Through a journey filled with intrigue, betrayal, and gripping action, Ethan and Adeline systematically dismantle Damian's empire. Along the way, Ethan also reclaims his stolen legacy from his treacherous stepbrother, proving he is more than just a privileged heir. However, amid the chaos of revenge and power struggles, Ethan faces a daunting choice: between justice, vengeance, and the chance to find true love in a world consumed by darkness. Will Ethan be able to exact his revenge without losing himself? Or will Damian Wolf remain an inescapable shadow over his life?
The room reeked of the sharp blend of expensive perfume and cigarette smoke. A low-hanging crystal chandelier cast a dim shimmer across Vivienne Blackthorn's face. The middle-aged woman with silvery blonde hair reclined in a deep crimson leather chair, her piercing gaze locked on Ethan. Her icy demeanor radiated menace, like a coiled serpent ready to strike.
"Don't ever set foot in this place again, Ethan," Vivienne said, her voice low and razor-sharp, cutting through the air like a dagger. "If you insist, I won't hesitate to break your legs."
Despite his rumpled black suit, dusted from a brief scuffle, Ethan stood tall. His arms were pinned by two hulking men at his sides, but his eyes burned with defiance. "You can't scare me, Vivienne," he said, breath heavy but unwavering. "I'll take Sofia away from here-with or without your blessing."
Vivienne's lips curled into a cruel grin, baring her perfectly white teeth. "You dare challenge me, Ethan? Do you think your father's name-Christian Knight-means anything here? In Crestfall City, I am the queen. Anyone who disrupts my business meets a swift and merciless end, even if it means killing you."
From a corner of the room, Sofia sobbed quietly, her tear-streaked face pale and stricken. Seeing Ethan struggle broke her heart. Trembling, she crawled toward Vivienne, her hands shaking.
"Madam," she croaked, her voice hoarse and barely audible. "Please, let him go. I swear... I'll never see him again if you just let him leave."
Ethan's voice cracked with anguish. "Sofia! What are you doing?" he shouted, horrified to see the woman he loved groveling before Vivienne. "You don't have to lower yourself like this! I won't let you stay here. No matter what, I'll take you with me."
Sofia turned her pleading eyes toward him. "Ethan, please... don't fight. Just listen to her. I can't bear to see you hurt."
"No!" Ethan's voice was resolute, his defiance unyielding. "I won't back down. I'll get you out of this cursed place-no matter the cost!"
Sofia's sobs grew louder as she clutched the hem of her dress, her whole body trembling. "Ethan... please don't do this. I couldn't forgive myself if anything happened to you."
Vivienne sighed heavily, waving her hand in a gesture of dismissal. "Enough of this pathetic drama!" she snapped, her tone dripping with disdain. "Draco, get this man out of here. Make sure he never comes back."
"Yes, ma'am," replied Draco, a towering, bald brute, as he seized Ethan's arm and dragged him unceremoniously toward the exit.
Ethan fought back, shouting curses, but the grip was unrelenting. Outside, rain poured down, soaking the dark streets. A few curious onlookers paused as Ethan was thrown onto the wet pavement.
Draco smirked down at him. "Leave, young master. And don't even think about coming back."
Rising slowly, Ethan brushed dirt from his expensive suit, his eyes alight with smoldering rage. "You'll regret this," he said coldly, turning and vanishing into the storm-drenched night.
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Back inside the crimson-walled room, dim light flickered against the shadows. Sofia sat trembling on the floor, tears streaking her pale face. The faint strains of jazz music wafted up from the lower level. Her eyes, red and swollen, stared blankly into space.
Vivienne stood over her, resplendent in a sleek black gown with a daring slit, her hair perfectly coiffed. But it wasn't her beauty that froze Sofia; it was the glacial glare in her eyes, a wordless promise of terror. Vivienne leaned down, her face inches from Sofia's.
"This is your final warning," she hissed, her words slicing through Sofia like knives. "Do not see Ethan again-unless you want to watch him die."
Sofia's lips trembled as she tried to speak, but Vivienne silenced her with a chilling smirk. "Have you forgotten what I did to David?" Vivienne's smile turned venomous. "Just because he roughed you up so badly you couldn't work for a week, I destroyed his life. Ethan will suffer a far worse fate if you dare cross me."
The name "David" struck Sofia like a thunderbolt. Her mind replayed the horrors of that night-an abusive client who had left her battered and broken. Vivienne's retaliation had been swift and ruthless, utterly annihilating him. That memory alone was enough to paralyze her.
Bowing her head, Sofia clenched her fists tightly on her lap. "Yes, Madam," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I promise... I won't see Ethan again."
Vivienne straightened, satisfied. "Good. I hope, for your sake, you're telling the truth. Otherwise..." She left the threat hanging in the air, heavy with unspoken menace.
"Now, go back to your room," Vivienne ordered coolly. "Clean yourself up and get ready. There's another client waiting for you. Remember, Sofia-you're my most valuable asset. I won't let anyone or anything jeopardize my business."
With a trembling nod, Sofia rose on unsteady legs. "Yes, Madam. I'll get ready," she replied, her voice cracking as she walked toward the door, head bowed low.
As Sofia disappeared into the hallway, Vivienne paced the room, her stiletto heels clicking against the marble floor. Her fists clenched, nails digging into her palms. Her face flushed-not with embarrassment, but with seething anger.
"This cannot stand," she muttered under her breath, her voice laced with venom. She stopped in front of an ornate gold-framed mirror, staring into her own reflection, dark and menacing. "Christian Knight needs to know. He deserves to know that his precious son is groveling for a whore."
Her lips curved into a malicious smile. "Let's see how he reacts to that. I'll make sure this scandal destroys his family's name."
She twisted the massive diamond ring on her finger, a habit she indulged in while scheming. "No one crosses me without consequences," she vowed.
A knock at the door interrupted her thoughts. Draco stepped inside, bowing slightly. "It's done, Madam. Ethan is gone."
Vivienne nodded, her expression unreadable. "Good. Prepare the car. I have an important meeting tonight."
As Draco left, Vivienne turned back to the mirror, her smile growing sharper. "Christian Knight... prepare yourself. I'm going to shatter your world."
Julian, a handsome young man who has never experienced the touch of love, unexpectedly finds himself falling for Anastasia, a prostitute he hires in an attempt to explore new experiences. What begins as a casual encounter soon turns into something much deeper as they discover that true love can emerge from the most unlikely places. Ana, who has long given up hope on love, feels her life change after meeting Julian. However, their love is far from easy. A ruthless pimp, unwilling to lose control over Ana, becomes a formidable obstacle in their path. Threats loom large, forcing them to make a desperate decision-to escape from the life that has held them captive for so long. In a harrowing flight filled with tension and danger, Julian and Anastasia race against time, trying to evade the clutches of the pimp who will stop at nothing to find them. As they hide from place to place, facing threats and fears, they also discover that true love is about fighting together against all odds. But how far can they run from a past that continues to haunt them? Amidst the chase and uncertainty, will their love be strong enough to survive and find the freedom they've always dreamed of? This is a story of courage, sacrifice, and a love tested in the fires of adversity.
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
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."
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
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.
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