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In a world of betrayal, secrets, and second chances, can love truly conquer all? Sophia Bennett thought her life was perfect-until the day she walked into her sister's wedding and saw her own husband standing at the altar. Devastated, she soon learns the cruel truth: her sister is pregnant with the man she loved, and the world-including her own family-stands behind them because she is barren. Feeling betrayed, Sophia runs away and makes a reckless decision that changes her life forever: she goes on a one-night stand with a stranger. But that stranger, Alexander Grayson, is no ordinary man. He's a billionaire tech mogul with a dark past, and who is entangled in a rivalry with Sophia's ex-husband. When fate brings them together again, Sophia is forced to confront her feelings for the man who could either heal or destroy her. As dark secrets unfold and Sophia's past and present collide especially as Liam and her mother want her back when she becomes pregnant, Sophia must decide if she's willing to find herself and take a chance on love again.
As I excitedly walked towards the entrance of Waldorf Astor's grand ballroom, there was no way I could know that my life was about to change forever.
After a crazy business trip, this weekend was supposed to be a perfect weekend-it was my younger sister's wedding and of course, a reunion with my family and my husband, Liam. This was exactly what I had been looking forward to for days-In Fact, I had counted down the days, pictured us dancing together and laughing with Charlotte as we celebrated her big day. I couldn't wait.
But the moment I entered and looked at the altar where the couple stood, my world turned upside down.
I saw him first.
Liam Donovan. My Liam. In a tailored tuxedo and looking every bit the picture of a perfect and handsome groom.
My heart stopped as the giddy anticipation I'd carried all week twisted into a sharp and paralyzing ache inside me as I wondered what the hell was going on in front of me.
My gaze darted to the bride. I could see the white lace, the veil and the soft blonde curls and knew it framed the face of my sister. She was smiling radiantly at Liam.
My throat tightened as I watched her slip her hand into that of Liam's as her vows poured from her lips as if it was the most magical thing ever.
The room blurred in front of me. The clinking of glasses and the scattered whispers of guests in the ballroom all faded into the background as one truth burned itself into my mind.
My husband was marrying my sister.
As the truth echoed again and again in my head, I didn't scream. I didn't faint either. I just stood there, frozen, as the voices of the couple I had trusted the most in the world joined together as if in an unholy symphony.
For better or worse. The words rang in my ears and sounded a mockery of the promises Liam and I had made six years ago.
I wanted someone...anyone to pinch me so I could wake up from this nightmare that I was having.
It had to be a nightmare, right?
When the officiant pronounced them husband and wife, I forced my eyes shut. I couldn't watch the kiss.
The rest of the ceremony passed in a haze. I felt like a ghost as I drifted through the reception unnoticed. No one seemed to wonder why the sister of the bride wasn't offering hugs or congratulations.
Not even my mother.
It wasn't until I saw them at the head table, Liam leaning close to whisper something in Charlotte's ear and his hand brushing her stomach that the ice inside me finally broke and I was out for blood.
I marched toward them just as I screamed like a crazy woman. "So this is what loyalty looks like in this family, uh?"
The room fell silent as all eyes turned toward me. Charlotte's face drained of color but Liam didn't even flinch. His calm and detached expression only fueled my anger.
"Sophia..." he started, his tone sounding far too calm for the chaos he'd created.
"Don't you dare 'Sophia' me," I hissed even as my hands trembled by my side. "What the hell is this? What the hell have you done? How dare you, Liam?"
Charlotte stood up as her fingers twisted nervously in front of her gown. "Sophia, please... I didn't mean for you to find out like this."
I turned to look at her, shocked that she would sound so ridiculous right now. "Oh, how thoughtful of you," I snapped as my voice rose so high I wouldn't be shocked if it carried beyond the hall. "You didn't mean for me to find out at my own sister's wedding that my husband is the groom? Were you planning to tell me at Christmas or were you hoping I'd just never notice?"
Her lip quivered but she didn't respond. Instead, Eleanor, my mother, stepped forward from the row of seats that had been kept for relatives to intervene. She was wearing a calm face as if one of her daughters had not just gotten married to the husband of another of her daughters. Her expression baffled the hell out of me.
"Sophia, that's enough," She said to me in a cold voice. "This is a family matter. We don't need a scene here."
"A scene?!" I laughed bitterly even as the tears threatened to fall down my cheeks. "I just found out my husband married my sister and you're fucking worried about appearances?"
My mother's gaze hardened as she looked around her as some of the guests gasped. "Language, Charlotte. This is exactly why you couldn't be the perfect wife to Liam. You were never going to give him what he needed. The family needs an heir and Charlotte... Charlotte can provide that."
The words hit me like a punch to the gut as I tried to wrap my head around them. "An heir," I echoed in a hollow voice as I looked at the sister I had loved all my life and the man I had loved for a long time.
"That's what this is about? My inability to have children makes me disposable? Really?"
Eleanor didn't flinch at my words. "It's not personal, Sophia. It's business."
I turned to Liam, desperate for some hint of regret, some flicker of the man I thought I knew...the man that I loved. But all I saw was cold detachment as he reached into his jacket and pulled out a white envelope.
"You'll find everything in order," he said as he slided the envelope across the table. "Sign them, Sophia. There's no point dragging this out."
My hands trembled as I snatched the envelope and ripped it open.
They were divorce papers. The ink on it smeared as my tears dripped onto the page.
"This isn't happening," I muttered as I shook my head. "This can't be real."
"It is," Liam said coldly. "Sign the papers and move on."
I stared at him.
Move on? Just like that? How could he say that as if what we had was nothing? He had just caused my world to shatter into a million pieces and he expected me to move on as if it was just a hangover? For God's sake, we were married for six fucking years? So how?
I could hear the guests nearby whisper and I could feel their judgmental eyes piercing my soul. I felt naked and
exposed in the worst way possible. There was no way I could be like this anymore.
So swallowing the lump in my throat, I squared my shoulders, signed the papers and threw them at Liam's chest.
"You'll regret this," I said as I looked at him with nothing but pure hatred.
Charlotte smirked just then as her hands rested protectively over her stomach which made it obvious she was already pregnant. "I doubt that."
The sight of her, gloating in her triumph, was just the final straw for me. I couldn't look at her or I might be forced to do something harmful to her.
So without another word, I turned and stormed out of the ballroom even as a singular thought rang in my mind:
I was going to make Liam and the rest of them regret this.
Marcel Sterling is a quiet and hardworking obstetrics nurse who has little time or interest in dating. A former soldier with a soft heart and a knack for staying out of the spotlight, he's content with his routine life until his friends drag him into a blind date. Across town, Anna Blackwood , a sharp-witted heiress desperate to secure her inheritance, is on the hunt for the perfect fake husband. Fate throws them together, and what starts as a convenient arrangement quickly turns into something much more complicated and passionate. With jealous co-workers, manipulative family members and secrets threatening to tear them apart, Marcel and Anna must decide whether their fragile connection is strong enough to defy the odds-or if their contract was doomed from the start.
Nate's eyes darkened with anger as he took another step closer. "To my grandfather, to you and to everyone else, you may be my wife," his voice was as cold as ice when he bit out. "But to me, you are certainly not." Maddie's breath caught slightly at the sharpness of his words. "This entire facade is a business deal," Nate continued with a voice full of derision. "Nothing else. I did it to keep my grandfather from driving me insane and that's all it ever is." He let out a humorless chuckle. "So no, Maddie, you are not my wife. You're just a deal. Do you fucking understand?" **** Maddie Hayes never imagined she would ever crave the touch of the coldest and rudest billionaire ever, even though she had been trapped in a marriage with him. But life had other plans for her and her fake husband, Nate Blackwood. Just when their forced union had started to feel real, betrayal and secrets ripped them apart again. Heartbroken and furious, Maddie walked away but Nate wasn't ready to let her go and was willing to fight for her even though some wounds didn't heal so easily. Could love survive in a place where trust had been completely shattered?
In the bustling corporate world of Metropolis an unexpected twist of fate occurs in the lives of two individuals Regina Jones, CEO of a well known corporate empire, finds herself thrust into a high-stakes battle for a pivotal business deal that could secure her family's legacy right after a devastating breakup with her boyfriend Alexander, who left her for her own sister. Regina seeks solace in a reckless one-night stand. Little did she know, her impulsive encounter was gonna be with her rival and her ex-uncle. Massimo Gomez , the most handsome, sexy and ruthless boss of the Sicilian Mafia family. His reputation was known for being a playboy, violence and strict when it comes to business. Every living thing on earth and beyond trembles at the mention of his name.
“Do I want a taste?” his voice deeper than he had ever spoken. His eyes pinned on me like I was the only thing that fascinated him. “What do I do?” I thought to myself as he moved closer to me, I wanted to run away, to resist him but I was pinned to the wall by him. “Gosh I hate this man so much” his scent, his body, his beautiful green eyes, he was driving me crazy. I know this is wrong, he has a fiancee and all but that makes me want him even more. “Get on the bed and spread your legs” his cold voice woke me up and then I remembered I was just a maid to him. “Yes master”.
"Listen, Gadreel Ødegaar," she looked at him, not hesitating this time. "It's my anniversary present for you. Let's divorce." *** Ivory Remington had sacrificed five years to look after her husband Gadreel who was in a vegetative state after an accident and a few months ago, he finally awakened like a miracle. She thought it was the start of their happy life but Gadreel still had no heart for her. On their anniversary and her birthday, she received a cheating video of her dear husband and her stepsister. Heartbroken, Ivory chose to quit this stupid game. She decided to set him free but the reason she left on the divorce agreement pierced Gadreel's noble pride. *** "Impotent? Are you serious?" He gripped her wrist and a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes. "I'm a woman, Gadreel. I'm tired of being in a sexless marriage. Let's end it once and for all." "Sexless, huh?" he chuckled lowly and without warning grabbed her chin in between his hands, pulling her face closer. "Turns out my wife was so eager to get a man between her legs? "
Loraine was a dutiful wife to Marco since they got married three years ago. However, he treated her like trash. Nothing she did softened his heart. One day, Loraine got fed up with it all. She asked him for a divorce and left him to enjoy with his mistress. The elites looked at her like she was deranged. "Are you out of your mind? Why are you so willing to divorce him?" "It's because I need to return home to get a billion-dollar fortune. Besides, I don't love him anymore," Loraine replied with a smile. They all laughed at her. Some believed that the divorce affected her mentally. It wasn't until the next day that they realized she wasn't fibbing. A woman was suddenly declared the world's youngest female billionaire. It turned out to be Loraine! Marco was shocked to the bone. When he met his ex-wife again, she was a changed person. A group of handsome young men surrounded her. She was smiling at them all. The sight made Marco's heart ache severely. Putting his pride aside, he tried to win her back. "Hello, love. I see that you are a billionaire now. You shouldn't be with suckers who just want your money. How about you come back to me? I'm a billionaire too. Together, we can build a strong empire. What do you say?" Loraine squinted at her ex-husband with her lips curled in disgust.
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
Season 1: Vanessa Saxon was once married to Luca Kensington, the cold and distant CEO of K Group. But when she was seven months pregnant, her adopted sister, Beatriz Langley, falsely accused her of having an affair with her best friend, Daxton Radcliffe, and carrying his child. The worst part? Luca believed Beatriz. In a fit of rage, Luca demanded their baby be removed prematurely, leading to a tragic event where Vanessa nearly died from the ordeal. Saved by Daxton, Vanessa disappeared. Now, five years later, she returns-stronger and determined-alongside her daughter, Isla Saxon, to exact her revenge on those who wronged her. SEASON 2: Framed for a crime she didn't commit, Senna Thorne lost everything-her family, her freedom, and the man she once loved. Betrayed and abandoned, she was sentenced to a fate worse than death. Magnus Voss, the ruthless billionaire who once held her heart, now sees her as nothing more than a murderer, a woman unworthy of mercy. But when fate grants her a second chance, she returns under a new name, Zara Skye-no longer the broken woman he cast aside. Yet Magnus refuses to let go. He sees her, he feels her, and deep down, he knows-she is the ghost that haunts him, the love he once destroyed. But this time, Senna isn't here for love. She's here for vengeance. When their paths collide once more, will he uncover the truth before it's too late? Or will her revenge burn them both to ashes?
"I, Riccardo Saviano, future Alpha of the Grey Shadow Moon Pack, reject you, Artemisia Guerrieri, Daughter of Alpha Franco of the Blood Moon Pack, as my mate and future Luna." One single sentence. One stupid single sentence was all it took to disintegrate my life. And the day of my birthday, on which this sentence was audaciously uttered to me, I lost the love of my life, my future mate, and my wolf, all at once. As I'm still assembling the pieces of my shattered heart years later, there they come. Like lightning out of a crystal blue sky. My Mates. But wait... If I am mated to triplets, how come I'm about to be mated to 5 gorgeous men? *** TW: explicit and foul language; spicy content; explicit sex scenes ***