My name is Ben, and my life is a mess! First, my secretary, Jane, catches me doing something embarrassing. Now, she says I have to do what she wants, or she'll tell everyone! Then, my brother Collins loses a lot of money, and I have to fix it. And guess what? Someone I trust-Frank-is actually working for my biggest enemy, Mr. Shadrach! I try to be smart and stop Jane, but she and her ex-boyfriend, Alex, trick me. Now, I'm in big trouble. My wife, Diana, finds out everything and calls the police. She saves me, but then she leaves me! Just when I think my life is over, I meet Kiera, the most amazing singer ever. Maybe, just maybe, I can start over... if I can survive all this mess!
The Laz family estate sparkled beneath the warm glow of golden chandeliers. The air was rich with the scent of grilled seafood, seasoned rice, and aged wine-a feast carefully arranged to reflect harmony. But beneath the surface, tension simmered like a pot ready to boil over.
Chief Lazarus-"Chief Laz" to most-sat at the head of the long mahogany table, surveying his family with the quiet scrutiny of a man who'd built an empire and watched it crack at the edges. Tonight wasn't just about dinner. It was about reckoning.
To his right sat Ben, his second son and the golden boy of Boca Holdings. Always composed, always strategic. Ben's posture was perfect, his face calm. But Chief Laz could see it-the tightness in his jaw, the flicker in his eyes. Something was off.
Fiona, the eldest child, sat with quiet grace. She cut her fish with precision, her expression unreadable, but her knuckles were pale from how tightly she held her fork. She was the peacekeeper, always trying to hold the family together.
Next to Ben was Diana, his wife. Her smile was forced, and she barely touched her food. She hadn't looked at Ben once since they sat down. The space between them was loud, filled with things left unsaid.
At the far end sat Mrs. Laz, her elegant fingers gently massaging her aching wrist. Her arthritis had gotten worse lately, but she didn't complain. Instead, she sat quietly, eyes moving between her children, heart heavy with worry. She had hoped this dinner would soothe the cracks in their family, not deepen them.
And then came Collins-the storm at the table.
He leaned back lazily in his chair, legs crossed, a half-empty glass of whiskey in his hand. His white shirt was unbuttoned at the top, revealing a gold chain resting against his chest. He looked more like a nightclub owner than the son of a business tycoon. His eyes gleamed with arrogance and mischief, even before he spoke.
Chief Laz cleared his throat and set his glass down. His voice was calm, but there was steel beneath the surface.
"Collins, we need to talk."
Collins gave a dry chuckle and swirled his drink. "Sure, Pops. Let's talk."
"It's your behavior. The gambling. The debts. You think I don't hear the whispers in Victoria Island? You're bleeding money and dragging our name through the mud."
The room fell silent. The clink of silverware stopped. Fiona froze mid-bite. Ben's lips pressed into a thin line. Even Diana looked up.
Mrs. Laz's voice was soft but firm. "Collins, listen to your father. He's trying to help you."
"Help?" Collins scoffed. "Feels more like control. You built this empire, and now you think you can rule us all from your chair forever."
He leaned forward, eyes locked on his father's.
"Tell me, when are you going to let go? Or are you planning to die at that desk, gripping Boca like it's the last thing keeping your heart beating?"
The insult landed like a slap.
Diana looked away, her discomfort visible. Fiona stared at her plate. Ben's hand curled into a fist beneath the table, knuckles tight.
Mrs. Laz flinched, pain flickering across her face-not from arthritis this time, but from the words.
"Enough," she said gently. "We are still a family, Collins. Your father built this for all of you. For your future. He's not asking for perfection. He's asking for responsibility."
Collins smirked, the whiskey already dulling the edge of his tongue. "Responsibility? Don't make me laugh. Everyone here is playing a role. Ben's the golden boy. Fiona's the quiet peacemaker. Diana... well, she barely says a word these days." He paused, his eyes lingering on his brother. "And Ben-he's not as perfect as you all think."
Ben's jaw clenched tighter. He met his brother's gaze but said nothing. Not here. Not in front of the family.
Collins stood, finishing his drink. "Same speech, different night." He tossed his napkin on the table and walked away.
"Collins-" Mrs. Laz tried to rise but winced, pain locking her fingers. Fiona quickly steadied her.
"Mom, take it easy," she whispered.
Mrs. Laz nodded, voice tired. "I'm just... tired of all this."
Chief Laz sighed and rubbed his forehead. "Fiona, go after him. Make sure he doesn't get himself killed tonight."
She nodded, already rising.
Diana stood, too, brushing invisible crumbs from her dress.
"Excuse me," she said softly. Her heels echoed against the marble floor as she left, still not glancing at Ben.
Now it was just father and son.
Chief Laz looked at Ben with heavy eyes.
"Fix this. Fix everything before it's too late."
Ben stared at the untouched wine in front of him. Too late was already breathing down their necks. But he gave a small nod.
Because he knew something bigger was coming.
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
She was hurt. She was bullied and made fun of. And the only hope that kept her going was finding her mate. She has always been weak. Weak to the world. Why? Because she was a lantern. She didn't have a wolf. That's what everyone thought about her. When she found her mate, he wanted her to be his slut and not a wife. She might be an omega, but it doesn't mean she will take disloyalty and betrayal lightly. So she did something that no one in history ever did. She rejected an Alpha. "I, Alexis Clark, reject Brandon Sterling, the alpha of Black mist pack, and consider myself a free soul until I decide so."; Were her last words before she left that torturous place and became a rogue. A rogue that everyone was fearing and finding. Why? Because she was the rogue that has become one of the biggest problems of almost all the packs in the country. She was Alexis Clark. A rogue that rejected an Alpha, stealth food, kill other rogues, and more than that was living with humans and studying with them. What will happen when her case is given to the world's most dangerous alpha, Sebastian Sinclair, who has taken it upon himself to punish this rogue. The one who hated rogues and omega to a level that was beyond understanding. Why? Because his mate was an omega, who betrayed him with a rogue before dying. How will Alexis tackle this alpha, in whose College she was studying and living under hiding for almost a year? What will Sebastian do when he finds out the new girl he had been talking to is none other than the rogue omega that he had decided to kill? "To love you with all my might was my only wish, but you were the only one who gave me endless suffering. So today, I promise myself to not fall for anyone."; A simple saying that both Alexis and Sebastian had vowed upon. Will they be able to find their love amidst all these problems?
"Please trust me, I didn't do anything." "I don't believe you. I am rejecting you as my Queen and giving you the punishment of death." Alina was living outside her pack for five years. Her parents didn't try to contact her and always ignored her. Her best friend convinced her to go back to their pack and she agreed. But she had never imagined what was waiting there for her. She never thought she would meet her mate and had to face betrayal from everywhere. She had to pay for the crime which she never committed. Aaron Robertson is the king of Lycans. He is a very dominant and powerful King who not only rules Lycans but also rules other ranks of werewolves. Everyone is afraid of Lycans and he is the king of them. But who knew that he would get a mate who was just a simple Omega with no powers and strengths? He called her weak all the time but little did he know that his weak Omega would give him the biggest betrayal of his life for which he had to give her the sentence of death.
Alyssa never expected her life to get this bad. A sudden rogue attack wiped off her pack, turning her into a mute and wolfless orphan. She once believed that being mated with her crush Ezekiel was compensation for her miserable life. However, it just made her life worse. What could be more suffering than your fated mate unwanting you and even your child? Ezekiel already picked himself a perfect Luna but fate gave her a mute mate. And owing to his father's last words, he had to marry Alyssa to get his rightful Alpha position. He married her yet kept their relationship unpublized. He hated her but wasn't ready to let her go. Everyone believed Alyssa would bear and wait like she always did until Ezekiel finally could make a decision. He's her husband, her mate, and her Alpha, and taking in everything he wanted without complaining was her duty. No one expected she would be the one who asked for a divorce and even dared to run away carrying his heir. Ezekiel swore to make this little omega pay but why did his heart break when she returned smiling at some other guy?
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
Brenna lived with her adoptive parents for twenty years, enduring their exploitation. When their real daughter appeared, they sent Brenna back to her true parents, thinking they were broke. In reality, her birth parents belonged to a top circle that her adoptive family could never reach. Hoping Brenna would fail, they gasped at her status: a global finance expert, a gifted engineer, the fastest racer... Was there any end to the identities she kept hidden? After her fiancé ended their engagement, Brenna met his twin brother. Unexpectedly, her ex-fiancé showed up, confessing his love...