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The Man Who Loved My Sister First
Rejected by the Son, I Chose the Don
On my wedding day, my father sold me to the Chicago Outfit to pay his debts. I was supposed to marry Alex Moreno, the heir to the city's most powerful crime family. But he couldn't even be bothered to show up. As I stood alone at the altar, humiliated, my best friend delivered the final blow. Alex hadn't just stood me up; he had run off to California with his mistress. The whispers in the cathedral turned me into a joke. I was damaged goods, the rejected bride. His family knew the whole time and let me take the public fall, offering me his cousins as pathetic replacements-a brute who hated me or a coward who couldn't protect me. The humiliation burned away my fear, leaving only cold rage. My life was already over, so I decided to set the whole game on fire myself. The marriage pact only said a Carlson had to marry a Moreno; it never said which one. With nothing left to lose, I looked past the pathetic boys they offered. I chose the one man they never expected. I chose his father, the Don himself.
Married to the man who loved me first
To save her brother's life, she signs a one-year marriage contract with a cold, powerful billionaire. No love. No intimacy. No feelings involved. At least-that was the deal. Living under the same roof with Adrian Blackwood, she slowly discovers a man who protects her in silence, shields her from his
The Sister Who Returned
The last thing I remembered was the sharp crack and my head hitting the polished wood floor. Then, darkness-an endless void. I died. I gasped awake in my old room, years ago, sunlight streaming through the window, my heart hammering as the vivid memory of Jessica' s rage, her violent shove, and my
The Sister Who Stole My Life
My hand trembled, clutching the medical report: pregnant, early stages. My husband, Ethan, believed I was just at the clinic for stress migraines, a convenient lie I’d told him. But as his black SUV pulled up, my childhood best friend, Chloe, sat in the front passenger seat, already claiming her spo
The Man Who Knew
Richard Horatio Edgar Wallace (1 April 1875 – 10 February 1932) was an English writer Born into poverty as an illegitimate London child, Wallace left school at 12. He joined the army at 21 and was a war correspondent during the Second Boer War for Reuters and the Daily Mail. Struggling with de
The Man Who Remembered
I once believed in love, in forever. I was an architect, building a life, a future, with the woman I adored, Olivia. She was my world, my wife. But then her past, in the form of Julian, her "true love," re-emerged. They framed me for his "death," sending me to prison. Now, years later, Olivia stoo
The Wife Who Never Loved
For two years, my husband Hunter flaunted his affair, using his mistress's fake pregnancy to torture me. I endured it all for our daughter, trapped in a gilded cage where he expected me to mistake his strangling for passion. Then his mistress whispered cruel lies to my six-year-old, telling her tha
THE MAN I LOVED WHO HID HIS CROWN
Tiana thought her life was ordinary-until he appeared. Chike: mysterious, magnetic, and utterly untouchable. A man who seemed like any other... until danger struck, revealing a power and wealth hidden behind that calm, alluring smile. From the first glance, he ignited a fire she didn't know existed-
The Monster Who Became My Man
The silence in Damien Harrison' s penthouse was a heavy thing, pressing down on me. I was a ghost in this polished cage, a former bartender now a prisoner, all because my father' s death was called an accident, and Damien knew I knew it was a lie. He walked into the room without a sound and told me
The Man Who Forgot Her
My fiancé, Floyd Meyers, announced he was canceling our engagement. He was proposing to Jaylah Ryan, an heiress, all because a psychic claimed I was the cause of his misfortune. Jaylah then falsely accused me of tearing her expensive gown. Floyd ordered his guards to slap me fifty times and forced
The Man Who Was Afraid
OUT of the darkest depths of life, where vice and crime and misery abound, comes the Byron of the twentieth century, the poet of the vagabond and the proletariat, Maxim Gorky. Not like the beggar, humbly imploring for a crust in the name of the Lord, nor like the jeweller displaying his precious sto
Betrayed by the Man I loved
When she left the cold, controlling man she loved five years ago, Isabella left behind more than just a shattered marriage. Now that she has returned to the city as a prosperous businesswoman, she has a little son who is actually the CEO's heir. Alexander, the strong CEO she previously married, prom
The Sister Who Stabbed, The Heir Who Fell
The lawyer’s pen clicked, signaling the finality of my parents' second divorce, but for me, Emilia, it was just the eerie echo of a past life that had ended with my younger sister, Sophia, stabbing me seven times, and a brutal existence under the ruthless Isabella Vanderbilt. This time, I had to esc
Betrayed by the Man I Loved
I loved Ethan Scott for a decade, dreaming of being his wife, his partner, and the mother of his children. On our wedding night, when he whispered about starting a family, my heart soared. I believed he finally loved me back. Weeks later, I discovered I was pregnant with twins, and my joy was bou
I loved the one who tortured me
Iyad, who lived a painful and violent childhood from his father, falls in love with a beautiful girl and buys her from her mother, who immediately abandons her, so that the girl lives a miserable life with him, so she falls in love with him after a lot of trouble.
Leaving The Billionaire Who Loved His Ex
My father was dying on a hospital bed, and I was frantically calling my husband, Ethan. He didn't answer. Later, he claimed his battery had died while he was on a crucial business trip. But a photo sent by my best friend revealed the sickening truth. Ethan wasn't working. He was in a London café,
The Fool Who Loved Too Much
I gripped the warm container of stew, humming as I walked through the sterile hospital halls. Liam, my fiancé, was recovering well from his amnesia; soon, our nightmare would be over. Then, I heard laughing voices. Room 302 was ajar, and Liam' s familiar voice, smooth and without his usual confusio
The Sister Who Tried To End Me
Our wedding night. The acrid smell of smoke choked me as roaring flames consumed the beautiful new home I’d bought for Chloe. A heavy vase smashed against my skull. Through the blinding pain, I heard her voice, sharp and cold: "You and Mom and Dad ruined my love. I’ve given everything to Ryan. You d
