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6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!
In a luxurious hotel, Lydia hurriedly searched for the room number on her phone. She had long golden hair, dressed in a black dress. Unlike her usual preference for a natural look, she wore light makeup today.
Her beautiful and gentle face was adorned with a faint smile of happiness, her heart beating wildly, and her cheeks flushed with excitement.
Today was Lydia and her husband Ron's first wedding anniversary, a very important day for Lydia. Because today, she would truly become Ron's wife!
Yes, although Lydia had been married to Ron for a year, they hadn't had any intimate contact yet. Ron's attitude towards her had always been lukewarm, which made her feel uneasy.
But yesterday, Ron suddenly called and invited her for a date. She believed that everything would be different from today onwards!
Standing at the door of room 306, Lydia took a deep breath, tidied her slightly messy hair, and smiled as she raised her hand to knock on the door.
The door opened, revealing a familiar and handsome face. Though there was a fleeting expression of impatience and disdain in his eyes, Lydia didn't notice it as she apologized.
Ron asked, "Why are you so late?"
"Sorry, there was traffic on the way!" Lydia replied shyly, her face blushing slightly.
In fact, after receiving Ron's call yesterday, she had been so excited that she couldn't sleep all night. She woke up early in the morning, prepared herself, did her makeup, styled her hair, chose the prettiest dress, picked out jewelry to match, and finally, when she was all dressed up, she accidentally ended up being late.
Lydia cautiously raised her gaze and didn't see the usual cold expression on his refined face. She felt relieved in her heart and a hint of sweetness as well.
"Come in, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
Ron rarely took the initiative to reach out and took Lydia's handbag. Lydia felt warmth in her heart.
The room was already prepared for a candlelight dinner. In the dim light, romantic music played, setting the atmosphere.
Ron handed her a bouquet of vibrant flowers, and Lydia excitedly took them, feeling a surge of happiness she had never felt before.
He was really different now!
Ron pulled out a chair for her, and there were already two glasses of wine poured on the table. Amidst the flickering candlelight, he picked up one of the glasses.
"Lydia, let's toast to celebrate our first wedding anniversary. You've worked hard in the past year, and I will do my best to compensate you and make you the happiest woman in the world."
Lydia's face turned crimson, her long lashes lowered, hiding her shy and expectant eyes. His implications made her heart race like thunder, and she couldn't help but smile.
With a slight smile on her lips, Lydia drank the wine. The slight nervousness from before disappeared, leaving only shyness and beautiful anticipation.
Today, Ron seemed unusually gentle and considerate, making Lydia feel like she was in a dream, like she was in heaven. She shyly looked at the man sitting across from her, feeling a heart full of happiness.
Ron, satisfied, smiled. There was a hint of satisfaction in his eyes, knowing that his plan had succeeded. Even his smile looked genuine. He knew it was time to exit the stage.
So Ron apologized and got up, "Lydia, I need to go to the bathroom."
Saying that, Ron opened the door to leave the room, while Lydia, puzzled, asked, "Isn't there a bathroom in the room?"
"Oh, that seems to be broken. I'll go to the public restroom."
Lydia didn't think much about it and sat in the chair, waiting for Ron to return. What she didn't know was that Ron had already left the hotel and driven away. As he looked back before leaving, there was calculation and coldness in his eyes, but no regret!
As time passed, Ron still hadn't returned, and Lydia became worried. Where did he go to the restroom? Why was it taking so long?
Feeling uneasy, Lydia couldn't help but want to go find him.
Just as she got up, a sudden dizziness made her sit back in the chair.
What's going on?
Lydia rubbed her temples. Although she had an average tolerance for alcohol, she shouldn't have been knocked out by just one glass! Most importantly, an unbearable heat surged from her body, making her mouth dry.
Shaking her head to clear it, Lydia tried to sober up a bit. She needed to find some water to drink.
"Little beauty, where do you think you're going?"
The door of the room suddenly pushed open, and a middle-aged man with a big belly walked in, blocking Lydia's path. His eyes scanned Lydia up and down, and he grinned with extreme satisfaction.
"Who are you?"
The remaining trace of sanity kept Lydia somewhat clear-headed, while her intuition warned her of great danger.
"Of course, I'm here to make you comfortable!" The man's disgusting grin was filled with obscenity. Lydia instinctively took two steps back, watching him warily.
The intense heat made Lydia feel like tearing off all her clothes, yet she remained cautious of the man in front of her. She was in great discomfort.
Where did Ron go? Hurry back!
Unbeknownst to Lydia, her face was now flushed with desire, with a hint of watery shimmer in her eyes, making her look pitiful yet adorable. Sweat formed a thin layer on her fair skin, making her irresistibly enticing.
The man's eyes gleamed with hunger, and he couldn't contain his desire as he lunged towards Lydia.
Panicked and confused, Lydia's head was spinning, her legs weak, rendering her unable to move. She was both anxious and afraid, on the verge of tears.
The man drew closer, his fat hands already grabbing Lydia's collar.
Rip!
The strap snapped.
Lydia's fair shoulder was suddenly exposed, radiating a seductive glow under the light, causing the man's eyes to widen in lust.
In a mix of shock and anger, Lydia found the courage from somewhere and grabbed the bedside lamp, smashing it towards the man.
"Ah... you BIT*H!"
The middle-aged man was hit squarely on the forehead, causing it to split open. Blood streamed down, making his face appear even more ferocious.
"Ron! Ron! Help me!" Lydia screamed loudly, taking advantage of the man's momentary daze to stumble out of the room, with the man closely following.
Lydia ran frantically, darting in all directions.
Crash!
She collided with someone's arms.
The person was tall, estimated to be about six feet three inches, with sharp features carved into a handsome face. His deep-set eyes were cold and indifferent, his thin lips pressed tightly together, exuding an aura of nobility.
But his furrowed brow showed clear dissatisfaction towards the woman who had suddenly collided with him.
"Help!"
Chloe Miler, a naïve young woman, waits shyly to spend Valentine's Day with her boyfriend, but is betrayed on that day when she witnesses him entangled in bed with her own sister. Chloe's heart is broken when her heartfelt love for him is trampled on in an instant. *** Lionel Williams, the mysterious billionaire, the top of the pyramid, is handsome as hell. His eyes are set high, but he is drugged, has a one-night stand with a strange woman, and is humiliated by that unknowing woman with her money! His instincts tell him it's not that simple, and he's going to find her out!
Three years ago, Cecilia was left battered and alone by the man she loved most, Alston, yet she bravely completed the wedding ceremony while pregnant. Three years later, although they were married, they grew apart over time. Cecilia focused on her career, no longer foolishly believing in love. But her transformation instantly threw Alston into a panic... And what is the secret from 11 years ago that Cecilia has always been reluctant to reveal? *** "She went to a law firm, met with a lawyer..." A lawyer? Is Cecilia suing someone? Who? Is there any recent litigation against the company? Alston suddenly chuckled coldly, "Who could she sue? I'm the CEO of this company. How come such a matter doesn't come to me first?" The assistant swallowed nervously, speaking softly, "Sir, there's no litigation against the company. She met with... a divorce lawyer."
Serena has to accept her greedy father and evil stepmother's arrangement to marry a dying man, Matthew Harrington, in order to save her seriously ill grandmother. Everyone laughed at Serena, ridiculing her for becoming a widow at such a young age. But it didn't occur to those foolish people that after the marriage Serena was completely free and began a plan for revenge without a care in the world! What's even more unexpected is that her husband is the mysterious boss she's always admired! *** Matthew Harrington, rumored to be dead, is actually the heir to the richest family, the mysterious genius entrepreneur. Matthew was hoping to settle this ridiculous marriage with a two-year contract, but then he realized that Serena did seem to be different from other women... But just as he's delivering with all his heart, the woman actually disappears! *** (Sample) "Boss, when it comes to matters of men and women, we should be equal. Besides, even if you like me, it's unrequited love. I've declined your advances from the beginning. You had no right to inform Grandpa." Matthew responded with a mocking smile. "I like YOU?" In response to Matthew's mocking words, Serena clenched her teeth, took a deep breath, and was about to respond when the hospital door swung open, and the doctor entered the room. "Sir, please sign this document. If you're not comfortable, a family member can sign on your behalf," the doctor explained, holding out the paper. Given his weakened condition, Matthew had no desire to get out of bed. He glanced at Serena and indicated that she should sign. Serena, looking perplexed, turned her head to the doctor. "Why are you looking at me? The doctor said a FAMILY MEMBER should sign it, and I'm not your family." Matthew's lips curved into a thin, mocking smile, and a flicker of frustration passed through his eyes. "If you're not my family, then am I married to a ghost?" WHAT?!
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
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!”
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.