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Chapter 1: The Night That Changed Everything I watched the sx tape of my mate, Alpha Theodore, and our son's nanny, Clara, all night. The phone screen glowed in the darkness, casting harsh shadows that made my bedroom feel like a stranger's. My fingers trembled-not from cold, but from something deeper. Something breaking. Each time I hit replay, I told myself it would hurt less. It never did. How many times can you watch your heart shatter before you stop recognizing the pieces?

Chapter 1 It rained the day father passed away. Not heavy, just a light drizzle pattering against the window. He left at three in the morning. I was right there beside him. Only I was there. My eldest brother Robert Harrison answered the phone only after I called three times. "Mmh... what?" His voice was muffled, like he had just woken up. "Dad is gone." There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the line. "Oh." Another few seconds of silence. "Well... you handle the arrangements for now, I'll rush back tomorrow." He was in Silicon Valley.

My best friend fucked every single guy I ever dated. "Just testing them, Giselle! I'm protecting you!" I ran. New city. New life. That's where I met Caspian Hawthorne—Manhattan's most ruthless mafia boss. Finally, my forever. On my wedding day, the makeup artist leaned in. "One last test, babe. Pass it, then you can marry him." LAILA. AGAIN. The next second, she drugged me, wore MY dress, and fucked MY fiancé in OUR bed. I woke up in time, sent her straight to jail. Nine months later, I was bleeding out in labor. Caspian wouldn't sign the papers to save me. "Laila died in jail pregnant with MY kid. You killed her!" "You and that bastard in your belly—will pay for it." That's when it hit me: my so-called true love had always loved that bitch. I died screaming. Then I opened my eyes again. Back to the wedding. Back to her fake smile in the makeup chair. This time? I smiled back. "Sure." "Let's fucking play."

Chapter 1 My best friend had just had a baby. I was holding him in the hospital room, rocking him gently in my arms. “Hey, little guy.” I smiled down at him. “I’m your godmother, and this is your godfather.” Ethan Hayes spoke from behind me. “I’m not his godfather.” The room went quiet. “I’m his father.” The words didn’t sink in at first. I turned to look at him, sure I’d misheard. But he just stood there with that lazy half-smile and said it again. “He’s mine.” “The night your dad died, Clara and I were together — all night.” His voice didn’t waver. “We used up an entire box of condoms.”

Chapter 1 “My uncle is Elio Vossi. You know who he is, don’t you?” My blind date drawled, his voice dripping with arrogance and pride. “I do.” “He’s only a few years older than me, and he already controls the entire Vossi family.” “Impressive.” “He really is extraordinary. Handsome, filthy rich, feared by everyone. Too bad he’s cold as ice. He’s almost thirty, and not a single woman by his side.”

Chapter 1 I got written up for “day trading” during my shift, because I was reading an EKG. The hospital rushed to fire me, eager to shut people up. “Emily, this is serious. You’re a doctor. What were you thinking, trading stocks on the clock?” Director Linda Hartwell looked genuinely regretful. I had explained myself countless times, but no one listened. I glanced through the glass wall. Jason Whitmore walked past like he already owned the place. “Is this about the promotion?” Director Hartwell paused. “There’s one slot this year. And Jason gets it, because of his last name. So I’m the one who has to go, right?” I asked again. She hadn’t expected me to call her out. Her expression turned awkward. “That’s not what this is about...”

Chapter 1 On my wedding day, the son of the boss of the Moretti family was suddenly declared critically ill. To uphold the family tradition, before he died, he demanded that his fiancée be buried alive with him. The alliance decided his bride-to-be would be chosen from the Rossi family. Our family had only two girls, and I was supposed to get married today. The moment my half-sister, Isabella, heard the news, she collapsed on the spot and started sobbing like she’d lost her mind.

Chapter 1 I was eight months pregnant when someone slipped abortion pills into my food, and I bled until the floor was soaked red. Julian Quinn ran every red light on the way to the hospital, crying as he held me, calling in the top OB specialists to save my life. I woke up early on the operating table and heard him arguing with my brother. “Didn’t we agree it was just an abortion?” Ethan Carter demanded. “Why was her uterus removed too?” “Julian, who gave you the right to take away her chance to be a mother?” Julian’s voice, usually so gentle, turned icy.

Chapter 1 I’d always been clingy. That night, like most nights, I was curled around my boyfriend, trying to steal a goodnight kiss. Then the comments appeared, scrolling across my vision. [Can't the second lead take a hint? The male lead has been dodging her for weeks.] [The male lead is avoidant and hates being touched. She’s just setting herself up for heartbreak.] [PSA: the male lead needs someone like the female lead, not this.] [Don’t stress — the real female lead shows up soon. This one’s getting ditched.] I went still. Slowly, I unwound my arms from around his neck.

Chapter 1 She Had Been Reborn
"Amelia, go to hell!" On the cruise ship deck, Sophia Bennett raised a razor-sharp dagger and drove it straight at the frail girl's chest. Amelia's eyes were blank and unfocused. The second the blade came at her, pure survival instinct made her grab it with both hands. "Sophia... you already took my corneas. Why can't you leave me alone?" "Leave you alone?" Sophia gave a cold laugh, her eyes dark with hate. "You're the real Bennett heiress. As long as you're breathing, you're a threat. The only way I'll ever feel safe is if you're dead." She yanked the dagger hard, but the second she spotted someone coming, she let go on purpose. The knife slipped, momentum slicing deep across Sophia's own wrist. Sophia screamed as blood poured out. "Sophia! Are you okay?"

Mila checked the time on her phone. 11:30 pm. 'Perfect,' she mumbled to herself. 'I still have time.' Exhaustion weighed on her after the double shift at the hospital. Two emergency surgeries. One near-fatal crash victim. But she managed to save him. She let out a weary sigh. Her bones ached, her body demanding sleep. But tonight was special – her boyfriend's birthday. She had told him she couldn't make it. He had sounded disappointed, but he was understanding. A smile touched her lips as she reached into her bag and took out a small velvet box. "I hope he will love this surprise," she murmured. She had planned to give this ring to him, to tell him that she was ready to marry him, that she would never leave his side in this life. "I can't wait to see the joy in your eyes." She removed her scrub, put on a white dress she had specifically bought for tonight, and drove to the club, where Ethan was celebrating his birthday with his friends. She took the box of the ring in her hand. 'He will be surprised to see me.' She asked one of the staff about the private room reservation under his name and made her way upstairs quickly. She wanted to see his face when she entered. Music pulsed through the floor. Laughter and chatter drifted out from the slightly ajar room. With anticipation and joy in her heart, she stepped closer. Just then, she heard her name. "Mila?" Her steps froze. It was Ethan's voice. "That foolish woman," he mocked. Mila stiffened. She couldn't cross the threshold. Laughter echoed inside the room. "You are right. She is foolish. She still thinks you are in love with her," one of his friends said. The words didn't hurt her much, but Ethan's careless chuckle tore at her heart.

Chapter 1 The man's tall, powerful body pressed down on her. There was no kiss, no foreplay. He simply spread her legs and thrust straight into her. Scarlett Theron let out a muffled groan, her body tensing sharply from the sudden, forceful penetration. It was too fast. Too direct. This entire act felt like nothing more than the mechanical execution of a predetermined routine. Today was the fifteenth. Her ovulation day. And the only reason Vincent had returned to Oakland Villa this month.

Chapter 1 After their daughter, Gracie, passed away, Adelaide Nayler abandoned every habit Theodore Barrelet had ever loathed. She stopped the hourly messages that she sent to check on his whereabouts; even when he stayed out all night, she no longer met him with hysterical confrontations.

Chapter 1 I bought myself a companion-type Incubus and pestered him almost every day for some IRL action. But he refused every single time. I racked my brains trying to tame him; besides preparing to force myself on him, I even went to consult customer service. To my surprise, the customer service rep just kept apologizing profusely. [Sorry, dear. We've verified that the wrong item was shipped to you. He is a domestic-type Incubus and does not provide sexual services!] [Please absolutely do not get overly intimate with him again. According to the law, an Incubus cannot be forced at will. Otherwise, when the Incubus reaches his breaking point, he will suddenly lose control and endanger your personal safety!]

I raised my stick just in time to block Sage’s next swing. I laughed at the look of frustration on her face. “It’s not my fault you’re too slow, Sage. Stop dragging your feet,” I teased. She rolled her eyes, obviously annoyed. “No, but it is your fault for always getting the better deal and leaving me with the scraps. We’re twins, Delta Faye, learn to share.” “That’s not true,” I said, ducking under another swing. “We both have our strengths, Sage.” We were fraternal twins, but you wouldn’t know it by looking at us. Sage had blonde hair and green eyes; I had black hair and grey eyes. Despite our differences, we moved in sync. Years of training had turned us into a perfect balance of attack and defense. Sparring had always been calming to me, even if Sage’s words sometimes made me uncomfortable.

Chapter 1 Nine months pregnant. My husband ditched me for drinks with his buddies. 1 a.m. My water broke. I called him, gasping through the pain. "Damon—GET HOME. Baby's coming NOW!" Silence. Then laughter exploded on the other end. "Damon lost the bet! Chug it! Told you this drama queen would fake labor to ruin my birthday!" "Labor on her exact due date—what are the fucking odds?"

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