My brother died, becoming the backdrop of a love story between a CEO and Cinderella. His limbs were shattered, all ten fingers were severed, leaving him unrecognizable. All because Lin Siyu said during an argument with Jiang Mingze, "You can't even compare to one of Xie Jinhui's fingers!" Later, I went to the Jiang family with a pitiful expression on my face. Jiang Mingze said I was the one who understood him the best. He told his son Jiang Si, whom he had with Lin Nianyu, "How nice it would be if I had a mother like her." I slightly curled my red lips and thought, "But what I really want is for you all to be reduced to ashes."
Gerald Jones, my younger brother died.
He became a victim in the love story of a powerful CEO and an ordinary girl.
His limbs were shattered, all ten fingers severed, leaving him unrecognizable.
This happened just because Nancy Williams, in a quarrel with Alfred Robinson, said, "You're not even worth one of Gerald's fingers!"
Later, I arrived at the Robinson family with a face that inspired sympathy and tenderness.
Alfred said I was the one who understood him best.
His son, Max Robinson, said, "I wish you were my mom."
I smiled slightly, "But what I want is for you all to be completely shattered."
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Alfred's straight nose pressed against my cheek, and he gently bit my neck.
"Brenna, you are always too sexy to keep me hold back."
I shyly lowered my eyes, my long lashes fluttering. "Sir, your wife will be back soon."
His hot breath brushed against my skin as he started to untie my dress.
Suddenly, the sound of high heels echoed from outside.
He pushed me away, and I fell to the ground.
Alfred quickly left the study.
From the living room, his cool voice said, "Honey, you went shopping for new clothes by yourself? I'll have my secretary send some to you tomorrow."
The woman playfully replied, "I just like shopping. It's not tiring, silly Alfred."
Listening to their playful teasing, I licked my lips.
How disgusting. But I had to plunge into this moral quagmire to get what I wanted!
After tidying my clothes wrinkled by Alfred, I walked out with my head down. "Sir, Madam, the young master will be back soon, and dinner will be ready."
Nancy glanced at me lightly and said, "Hurry up, don't let Max go hungry."
She never considered me important, as if I was born inferior to her.
Nancy seemed to forget that before marrying to Alfred Robinson, she was just a poor student.
Now, the elegantly dressed woman flicked her loose curls over her shoulder, and the overwhelming scent of her perfume invaded my nostrils.
I couldn't help but sneeze.
She glared at me disdainfully. "Honey, the new housekeeper is still too young. When Mr. Smith is done with his business, let him come back... "
Embarrassed by my sneeze, my eyes watered, and my nose turned red. "Sorry, Madam, I'll go make you some soup."
Alfred looked at my aggrieved expression and casually remarked, "I think she's fine, diligent and perceptive, and she is a graduate from a prestigious university."
Nancy's jealous gaze almost pierced my back.
A smile crept onto my face as I turned away from them.
Their love story, one of a powerful CEO and an ordinary girl, was envied by everyone.
But it should have ended at the wedding.
While Nancy was jealous and dirty inside, Alfred was arrogant and haughty.
It was destined that they ended up with a bad ending.
And my plan was to let their inner evil fester, making them suffer the consequences of their actions and fall into hell.
I was going to seduce Alfred and destroy their family.
I asked myself if I was cold-blooded and filthy.
But I wanted Nancy to lose what she cherished most, including her identity as Mrs. Robinson, her beloved husband and child.
I wanted to watch her crumble day by day before me.
I wanted Alfred to destroy the dream he built with his own hands!
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"Brenna, I'm back!" Max's clear voice interrupted my thoughts.
After returning home, the young master of the Robinson family didn't greet his parents first but rushed into the kitchen to hug me.
My efforts hadn't been in vain.
I cooked Max's favorite meals, secretly played games with him, and attended the school activities for him.
Max's current attitude was a testament to my efforts, and I embraced him with a smile.
He had a stern father and an overbearing mother who forced him to study.
So Max naturally preferred my gentle demeanor.
But Nancy wasn't pleased. She stood up from the sofa with a sullen face.
She scrutinized my simple attire and said coldly. "Max, didn't school teach you manners? Coming home without greeting your parents and instead greeting a servant first?"
Max pouted in grievance and slipped out of my embrace. "Good evening, Mom."
I patted his back reassuringly. "Madam, I'll go upstairs to call Mr. Robinson for dinner."
Nancy glanced at me sideways and said, "Max doesn't need dinner. Let him learn this lesson and go practice piano upstairs!"
I gave Max a gentle smile and mouthed, "I'll make you something delicious later."
Blurb "Part your legs for me, princess" Alpha Damian humored huskily like he was intoxicated, I whimpered as he voice sents a jolts of emotions round my body. An emotion that I wasn't supposed to feel. Selene was 18 years old when she found out that Alpha Jasper of the Silver Crescent pack was her mate at her Awakening ceremony. Being a reject with no parents she lived with him for over one year as a slave and he never acknowledged her as his mate because he couldn't accept a reject as his mate. On her 20th birthday, her mate not only rejected her and chose her best friend; Imogen, as his new mate, but he also sold Selene to the most feared Alpha; Alpha Damian of the Crimson Moon pack whom everyone referred to as a beast. Not knowing why Alpha Damian chose to buy her, she can only resign herself to fate. What has the moon goddess installed for me again? Is this the freedom she solely crave for? Will she be tied down with the shackles of the unknown?
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”
Anabel found out she was pregnant and dialed her husband's number to share the good news to him. They have been married for two years without a child. Desmond's mother had been accusing her of being barren and unproductive. When the call was picked, she was flabbergasted and broken. She was hearing a loud moan of feminine voice. "Ohh! Yeah! Don't stop fucking me! Fuck me harder baby!" accompanied with sound of skins slapping against the other. She went home to confront her husband and end up receiving a divorce paper. Desmond divorced him for a lady his mother was rooting. Few months later when he found out that his ex-wife is a billionaire heiress and she is pregnant with twins, he went crazy!
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.
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."