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"NO... Don't hurt my baby, PLEASE!" That day, Aria knelt on the freezing cold floor of the operating room, her desperate cries echoing off the sterile walls. But Kane's cruelty cut deeper than any scalpel. "She is unworthy of being the mother of my child." Those words shattered her. In a final act of heartbreak and defiance, Aria threw herself out of his world-and out of his reach. Years later, she returns. Not alone. By her side is the daughter Kane never knew existed-the living proof of the love he once so cruelly denied. Now the man who cast her aside is the one left shattered-haunted by regret, consumed by obsession, willing to tear the world apart to claim what he lost. Her. Their daughter. Their second chance.
Aria's POV
"NO... PLEASE... STAY AWAY! Don't hurt my baby, PLEASE!"
My voice was barely audible, more like a whisper than a cry, yet it was drowned in the cold clatter of surgical instruments.
I curled up in the farthest corner of the operating room, my body pressed against the icy wall. The white dress I wore was wrinkled and stained, as crumpled as the chaos in my heart.
I must've looked like a mess-my hair tangled and stuck to my tear-streaked face, my lips bitten raw, streaked with blood.
But none of that mattered anymore. Not here. Not now.
The doctors moved with sterile precision, dressed in pale blue scrubs, their gloved hands calmly arranging gleaming instruments that shimmered under the harsh fluorescent lights.
The anesthesiologist adjusted the IV bag above me, the silver glint of the needle burning into my vision.
"It's a simple procedure," he said with a professional smile. "It'll be over quickly."
"Liar!" I shook my head violently, as if I could somehow shake his words out of my mind. "You're all liars! Murderers! You're trying to kill my baby!"
That child was all I had left-the only thing anchoring me to this life. How could I just give up on him?
The head nurse stepped forward. Her face was colder than any of the doctors'. She grabbed my wrist with a grip like iron, sharp and emotionless.
She motioned to the two orderlies. "Hold her down."
As they reached for me, something primal surged up inside me. I screamed, broke free with every ounce of strength I had, and shoved her backward.
She stumbled, crashing into the others. The room descended into chaos.
And then-
The door burst open.
For a moment, my heart leapt. Kane? Did he change his mind? Did he finally come to save us?
But no.
It wasn't him.
It was Baron-his assistant.
He stood in the doorway, brows furrowed, his eyes filled with disdain. The way he looked at me... like I was nothing more than a madwoman causing trouble.
Still, I had no choice. I had to try. This was the only sliver of hope left to me.
"BARON! Baron, please!" I threw myself at him, collapsing to my knees and grabbing onto the fabric of his trousers. "Please-don't let them hurt my baby. I'm begging you..."
There was no pride left in me. No dignity. Every ounce of strength I had was poured into this desperate plea.
But he didn't even flinch. Not a flicker of sympathy.
Without a word, he raised his foot and drove it into my shoulder. Pain exploded down my arm as I hit the cold floor, my face pressed against the tile.
"I thought you'd come to your senses by now," he said, his voice like ice.
I couldn't stop the tears. They poured down my face, hot and endless. My voice cracked as I whispered, "I don't understand... why? I just want to keep my baby. The baby hasn't done anything wrong..."
"The boss doesn't want the baby," Baron said flatly.
"I DON'T CARE WHAT HE WANTS!" I choked, my voice raw. "He doesn't have to raise the baby-I'll disappear, I swear. I'll leave and NEVER show my face again. Just... PLEASE, Baron, call him. Let me talk to him. Let me beg him, one last time.."
I clung to his leg, sobbing, but he only looked down at me like I was a lunatic.
"Fine," he muttered. "Then let me show you how things really are."
He pulled out his phone.
Stupidly, I still hoped. I still thought maybe-just maybe-he was calling Kane for me. That maybe he still cared.
But then the speaker crackled to life.
"What if she refuses?" Baron's voice came through.
"Refuse?" That voice...
I'd know it anywhere. Deep, low, once warm enough to make me believe in forever.
Now it sounded like a blade being dragged across stone.
"She won't refuse. She knows it herself."
Kane. My Kane.
The man who used to whisper love into my ear like promises.
Now his words carved through me like knives.
"She is unworthy of being the mother of my child." he said, almost amused.
And just like that-I broke.
I didn't scream. I didn't wail.
Just a quiet whimper escaped my throat, like a wounded animal.
The world around me faded. All I could hear was the thunder of blood in my ears. My heart felt like it had been hollowed out with a rusted spoon.
So this... this is what heartbreak really feels like.
Not a cinematic explosion of pain.
Just... emptiness.
Numbness.
I stood up slowly, legs trembling under me like wet paper. The massive window at the far end of the room caught my eye.
Outside, the sky was the color of lead.
How strange!
The world looked so calm, even as mine crumbled to ash.
The figures rushed toward me again, voices sharp and urgent.
But I didn't hear them anymore.
I climbed onto the windowsill, the wind sweeping my hair back from my face. One last glance at the sterile room behind me-filled with faceless people, masks, gloves, orders.
They were still talking, but it didn't matter.
I'd already made my choice.
"Tell Kane... I'll do what he wants." My voice was clear, almost serene. "Goodbye."
And then I leaned back, surrendering to the pull of gravity.
As I fell, I didn't feel fear.
Only peace.
For once, this choice was mine.
I touched my gently rounded belly one last time.
I'm sorry, baby.
I couldn't protect you.
But at least now, they'll never separate us again.
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Due to the plight of her family, Phoebe had no choice but to embark on the path of selling herself. In an accident, she had a tangled night with Alexander. Everything began to derail, and even if she fled to the ends of the earth, she would still be found by him and entangled... *** Phoebe screamed in frustration, "What do you want from me?" What was this supposed to be? He raised an eyebrow wickedly. "What do I want? You'll find out soon enough." With that, he hoisted her up and carried her back into the office. The door slammed shut with a kick, and he cleared the desk with a sweep of his arm before laying her down on it, his body pinning hers in place, completely trapping her in his grasp. Every cell in his body was telling him he wanted her. He wanted to claim her again. This time, there would be no escape for her-he wouldn't let her slip away. Never again. If he had suffered for five years, then this woman wouldn't get off easily either!
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Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
Life was a bed of roses for Debra, the daughter of Alpha. That was until she had a one-night stand with Caleb. She was sure he was her mate as determined by Moon Goddess. But this hateful man refused to accept her. Weeks passed before Debra discovered that she was pregnant. Her pregnancy brought shame to her and everyone she loved. Not only was she driven out, but her father was also hunted down by usurpers. Fortunately, she survived with the help of the mysterious Thorn Edge Pack. Five years passed and Debra didn't hear anything from Caleb. One day, their paths crossed again. They were both on the same mission—carrying out secret investigations in the dangerous Roz Town for the safety and posterity of their respective packs. Caleb was still cold toward her. But as time went on, he fell head over heels in love with her. He tried to make up for abandoning her, but Debra wasn't having any of it. She was hell-bent on hiding her daughter from him and also making a clean break. What did the future hold for the two as they journeyed in Roz Town? What kind of secrets would they find? Would Caleb win Debra's heart and get to know his lovely daughter? Find out!
Due to the plight of her family, Phoebe had no choice but to embark on the path of selling herself. In an accident, she had a tangled night with Alexander. Everything began to derail, and even if she fled to the ends of the earth, she would still be found by him and entangled... *** Phoebe screamed in frustration, "What do you want from me?" What was this supposed to be? He raised an eyebrow wickedly. "What do I want? You'll find out soon enough." With that, he hoisted her up and carried her back into the office. The door slammed shut with a kick, and he cleared the desk with a sweep of his arm before laying her down on it, his body pinning hers in place, completely trapping her in his grasp. Every cell in his body was telling him he wanted her. He wanted to claim her again. This time, there would be no escape for her-he wouldn't let her slip away. Never again. If he had suffered for five years, then this woman wouldn't get off easily either!
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .