"Those kids, they were not yours. My child was your only child." Ramsey was about to stomp her again, but he paused at those words. He was just going to stomp her until she released his leg so he could continue to ask her about the safe deposit box, but her words instantly enraged him. He changed the trajectory of his legs, and with every bit of his strength, Ramsey stomped on her head. "Crack!" Time stood still. Her hold on his leg loosened, and her body went limp. An eerie silence descended on the room. Ding, ding, ding... " The grandfather's clock started ringing, announcing the arrival of another hour. Ramsey finally blinked. He did it. He killed her. He had his revenge. ... ... After a gruesome death, Bianca Armando wakes up on a plane. She has gone back in time. Determined to stay away from Ramsey Royce, her past life's obsession, and Chloe, her best friend, and nemesis, Bianca focused on stabilizing her family and preventing them from falling into bad times again. But all is easier said than done as Ramsey refuses to acknowledge their breakup, and Chloe is intent on destroying her. It seems like there is nothing she can do to change her fate...
"When my father asked me to leave after the accident, I didn't want to go. I didn't want to break my promise..."
"That wasn't an accident. If you had listened to instructions, what happened wouldn't have happened. My brother wouldn't have become a vegetable!"
Ramsey clenched his fists, doing his best to hold in his anger.
After maliciously killing his precious wife, Bianca Armond disappeared. It took him three years to find her. He thought she would be scared and beg for forgiveness. He planned to refuse her pleas and give her a gruesome, slow death. But Bianca wasn't even shocked when he walked into her bedroom. It was as if she was waiting for him. And to add insult to injury, she was bent on recounting the events of their younger days, reminding him of how stupid he was to have fallen for her and how it had cost him his brother.
With things not going his way, Ramsey's mood got darker. He looked around the darkroom. He needed to find a way to stop her from talking.
"Yes. You are right. I should have listened." Bianca said with a derisive chuckle. "If I had listened, Chloe would have died and everything that happened after wouldn't have happened."
Hearing the name of his precious wife, Ramsey growled.
"You killed her! You killed my kids! You deserve to die."
He stepped forward and grabbed her by the throat. Bianca made no effort to resist.
This close, with the help of the soft moonlight spilling into the room through the opened window, she could clearly see his gaunt face, slightly wrinkled with age.
When did he become so old?
He was just two years older than her. He was exactly 30 years old but looked like someone in their mid-forties. What could have stressed him this much? Was it the hate? She could see it in his dark eyes.
He had always hated her and never tried to hide it. But the murderous hate in his eyes was nothing she had ever seen before.
It was a perfect reflection of her previous self. The woman she was before she made her peace with the world. If she wasn't expecting it, fear would have crippled her senses by now.
Looking into her eyes, Ramsey saw no fear. Though her eyes were bulging and tearing up, she was as docile as a lamb, willing to die in his hands.
The scene of his late wife, slowly dying while he helplessly watched, flashed across his mind.
No. She must feel pain and fear. She doesn't deserve a quick death. I have to let her beg for her life!
Disgruntled, He released his grip and violently pushed her, crashing her back into the sofa behind her.
"Cough, cough, cough."
Her whooping disrupted the quiet night.
Ignoring her, Ramsey brought out a small torchlight. He turned it on and found the light switch. He switched on the bedroom light, then closed all the windows. He needed to see her face clearly. He needed to be able to remember the moment when the light died in her eyes. If not, her death would mean nothing.
Bianca remained on the sofa, coughing and feeling drained. Her breathing was whizzy and her face had turned red.
Getting choked and thrown by Ramsey wasn't new to her. Shouldn't her throat have toughened up by now?
What does it matter? After today, he will never be able to do it again. Let him have his fun. Let him have it. Just wait it out.
"I didn't kill her. I simply righted my mistakes." She defiantly continued as he moved around the room, looking for tools he could use.
"If I had listened, Chloe would have died. She was fated to die young, but I stopped it. Changed her destiny. I fell into the water because I wanted to save her. Your brother fell into a coma because he saved me after I saved her. So, yes. It was all my fault."
Bianca started laughing. Thinking about how naive and good-natured she was back then. She couldn't help it. No one told her that doing good gets punished.
"Lies! Stop calling her name, you bitch!"
Ramsey turned to her and kicked her back. Bianca fell off the sofa with a grunt. She choked on her laughter and started coughing all over again.
Hearing it, he felt a jolt of joy in his heart. Yes. He needed to see her in pain, but he couldn't find anything that could restrain her in this room.
Fuck it. I will just stuff her mouth and kick her to death.
Ramsey grabbed Bianca's hair and dragged her across the room until getting to her wardrobe. He then brought out some flimsy blouses. He folded them into a rumpled bundle and forced it into her mouth. After that, he wrapped a long shirt across her mouth and knotted it to the back of her head.
He placed her between his legs and the wardrobe. Resting his two palms on the cupboard, he started kicking her.
With her mouth stuffed, heavy kicks started landing on her chest and stomach. With each kick, pain surged and spread through her body.
Bianca couldn't make a single noise. All her groans were stuck in her throat.
Ramsey first focused on her stomach, and just when she thought she would faint from the kicks, he changed to her ribs. She knew the moment one of her ribs broke. The pain was sharp and intense, making her feel lightheaded for a few seconds. After the second rib broke, she started feeling choked. Like she was drowning.
He then switched to her head. He was wearing track boots used for mountaineering. Each kick was like a sledgehammer was hacking at her brain, jumbling it up. She tried to crawl away from him, but he kicked her back and forth like a ping-pong ball, making sure she was confined between his legs and the wardrobe.
For a long time, she dreamed of this day. What she expected was a bullet in the head. Why did he have to beat her up like this? Why not just kill her and be done with it? This pain was too much.
But she understood his rage. She could relate to it. If she also had the chance, she would have loved to kick Chloe to death. Chloe died too fast. She didn't suffer at all.
If there was anything Bianca regretted, it was irreversibly loving Ramsey and giving Chloe a quick death. If there was anything she would change, it was the day she met Ramsey. She wished that day never happened. And the day she saved Chloe. She wished she didn't.
Regret is a wasteful emotion. Been there, done that. She should just bear this pain. Though blinding and sharp, it wasn't as painful as what her heart had borne. At the end of it is peace...and maybe a new life.
As Bianca's vision started blurring, she ignored the pain, urging her body to shut down faster.
If I get another chance at life, I do not want to have anything to do with these two. Ramsey and Chloe, in my next life, may we not cross paths...
Just as she was about to get swallowed by the dark fog approaching her, a sharp pain snapped her back to her senses. That was when she heard the receding sound of a high-handed slap.
Opening her eyes, she found Ramsey glaring down at her. His eyes were blood-spotted and fierce.
Why did he stop? Just kick me to death already!
When Anurak was young, his father became a toyboy for a gang leader and even abandoned his family for another woman. His mother died when he was 10. But before her death, she planted some notions in his mind. Notions that gay men are husband snatchers and evil. Notions that a true man can only depend on himself. Notions that a man can only love one woman. These notions turned Anurak into an overly sensitive young man, who would rather suffer in silence than ask for help. Because he didn't want to disappoint his late mother, he tried his best to adhere to her principles. No matter how powerful his desires were, he buried them. Everything was fine until he entered the university. First, gay men lurked everywhere he turned to and the sight of them made it very hard for him to keep ignoring his true feelings. Then his girlfriend broke up with him and the only man he was on the verge of breaking his principles for, suddenly changed the rules of engagement. Anurak is suddenly thrown into a life he never dreamt of. His will and desires became second place, and his heart is allowed only one focus. His name is King.
Accidentally revealing his sexual orientation to his evil cousin, 17 years old Phet Sukpraserit, popularly known as Diamond, knew he would soon be in trouble. Despite preparing his heart for the worst, he never saw his father's blind rage coming. The man beat Phet until he lost consciousness and woke up in the intensive care unit. After overhearing his personal caregivers talking about his father's plan to send him to some place where they will cure him of homosexuality, Phet knew he must escape. And he was able to get the help of Somchai Montrikul, known as Ford. He escaped to America where Ford, who happened to be his brother's friend and from Thai Royal families, helped make sure that Phet's family would not be able to find him. When Phet turned 18, Somchai expressed his interest and they became friends with benefits. Since Somchai was married and Phet also looked forward to getting married one day, they left their relationship open. It was quite the convenient situationship for both of them… That was until Nolan Brooks showed up, capturing Phet in what is called love at first sight. Since they started dating, Phet had been seeing others and it never bothered Ford because he knew Phet had no feelings for these people. But with Nolan Brooks, it was different. And for the first time in his life, Ford became scared of losing something. He had promised that once Phet falls in love, he would let him go and had worked hard to make sure that never happened. When his worst dream was about to become real, Ford became desperate and willing to give all that it would take to make Phet stay by his side forever.
A young Master's Journey to love.... Rolph, the appointed future heir of a Mafia family had everything he wanted except love. Not that nobody loves him, but he doesn't know how to love. Or should we say, the ones that fell in love with him always felt wrong for him. Like his true love is out there. And all he has to do is wait.... Even though Rolph wasn't capable of loving, as the future heir to his family's legal and underworld empire, he must marry a woman of his family's choosing. To cap it all, he is gay and masochistic. Note: The book is a Trilogy but all will be released together. WARNING: MATURE CONTENTS IE: Sex, Bdsm, Torture, Cuss words Also... Bromance Crime Love
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"
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!
In the previous life, Maggie Johnson was so cowardly, gullible and stupid that she was coaxed by her fiance and stepsister and then broke her legs and lost everything including her fortune, love and even life. However, she was so lucky that she was reborn in the year before everything happened. Since her life restarted, how could she repeat a previous tragedy? Therefore, in this life, she took the opportunity to improve herself and take revenge on the ones who had ever insulted her. Facing the people who had humiliated her previously, she became smart and experienced to break their frames and tricks that had caused her to hurt in the previous life. Finally, no one could stop her pace to amaze the world any more.
My marriage to Mathias was supposed to make me the happiest woman in the world. Although I knew he didn't love me, I thought he would fall for me once I showered him with all the love I had to give. Five years passed and Mathias still didn't give a damn about me. Instead, he met his true love and cut all ties with me because of her. He showed her off; something he never did for me. His abandonment pushed me into depression. I was broken in every sense of the word. Even on my deathbed, my so-called husband didn't come to say goodbye to me. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself reborn. I was still Mathias's wife and it was two months before he met his true love. In this life, I refused to be hurt by him again. After talking some sense into my head, I asked him for a divorce in other to escape being heartbroken like I was previously. Mathias tore up the divorce papers time and time again while also shutting me down. "Rylie, stop all this nonsense! Playing hard to get doesn't work anymore!" To show him that I was dead serious, I went ahead to file for divorce. Only then did he panic. He abandoned the "woman of his dreams" and came to my side. "Please give me a second chance, Rylie. I promise to do right by you. You'll be the only woman in my heart from now on. Don't leave me, okay?" A war broke out in my mind after this apology. On one hand, I didn't want to be hurt again. And on the other, I didn't want to let go of the man I loved so dearly. What should I do?!
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.