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Niran Sukrit starts his new job at Love Food, where he meets his handsome and strikingly charismatic boss, Chak Phanprasit. From their very first encounter, Niran feels an undeniable connection to his boss. But can Niran keep his secret feelings for Chak hidden? And what mysterious bond do they share that could change everything? VOLUME2: chapter 107 Chak's mother has arranged a marriage with a mysterious woman, unaware of who her son truly loves. But can the forbidden, hidden love between Niran and Chak withstand the trials ahead? Secrets still linger in the shadows-secrets Chak has kept from Niran.

“Adrian,” Raya whispered, voice trembling. “Choose — her or me.” His eyes darkened. “Why should I choose,” he said softly, stepping closer, “when I can have you both?” Her breath caught. “You’re insane,” she whispered. He brushed a thumb over her lips. “No,” he murmured, “i'm yours as you're mine. Whether you want it or not.” ~~~ To save her father, Raya agrees to become the fiancée of a man who could destroy her. She thought she was walking into a simple contract. But when she steps into Adrian Blake’s world, she steps into a maze of power, obsession, and dangerous secrets. Adrian never loved Seraphina, the woman he was supposed to marry. He only needed her family’s influence to seize the Blake empire. But when Seraphina vanishes… Raya becomes the perfect replacement. She’s stubborn, penniless, and nothing like Seraphina. Except for one disturbing detail She looks exactly like her. His terms are everything she should refuse: • Pretend to be his fiancée. • Pay off her father’s impossible debt. • Leave when he says so. Simple. Until she realizes the man behind the cold mask isn’t simple at all. The more she falls for him, the more dangerous he becomes. Because Adrian Blake doesn’t want love. He wants control. And now, he wants her. When the truth about Seraphina begins to unravel, Raya must choose: Run before she’s swallowed by Adrian’s darkness… or stay and risk losing her heart, and her identity, to the man who already owns her.

PS: FL isn’t a pushover In her previous life, Marissa Austen and her sister, Ashlyn Austen were forced to choose between two men―Derek Thompson. The Grand Duke of Denver. He’s the cold, unfeeling older brother and Carlos Thompson. The bastard son of the Thompsons. He’s the charming, magnetic younger brother. Ashlyn chose Derek, convinced it was her path to luxury. But when she found her husband forever absent and unloving, whispers of his infidelity spread and was eventually thrown out of the duchy, envy consumed her. Meanwhile, Marissa’s husband was rising in power, day by day closing the gap with his brother and finally gaining the title of the Grand Duke. Blinded by jealousy, Ashlyn dragged them both to their deaths. When Marissa opened her eyes, she was back on the day their wedding carriages were arriving at the church’s courtyard. This time, Ashlyn insisted she switch carriage with Marissa. Her intention: To take the younger brother. But she never knew the truth: every of his achievements were because of Marissa, and he was not what he seemed. And Marissa was only too glad to claim the older brother as her own. What does fate have in store for the two sisters?

Selene Jameson has always been the family stain, unwanted daughter, shadow to the golden children. The night her mother dies saving her life, Selene loses the only person who ever loved her. When Atlas D'Angelo, the boy she gave everything to, betrays her in the cruelest way possible, she vows never to beg for love again. But fate has darker plans. On the night Selene finally tastes freedom, fame, money, a future of her own her family sells her to a supernatural auction. She's thrust into a hidden world ruled by lycans who see humans as nothing more than commodity. Then he buys her. Mikhail Morozov, Wintercrest Alpha and High Alpha of the Onyx Concord. Feared across Nocturna, Lycan Realm. With a shattered past, a missing sister, and a throne built on blood and betrayal, the last thing he needs is a defiant human girl with a sharp tongue and darker humor than his sins. But Selene isn't human. She bears the Crescent, a mark of ancient power that could save the Nocturna or destroy it. When Kustav Volkov, a rival ruthless Alpha, is revealed to be Selene's father, he lays his claim on her. Mikhail offers Selene a choice: marry him in a blood-bound pact that grants her protection under lycan law. But this marriage of convenience will be anything but convenient. *** "And you smell good," I interrupted, words tumbling out before I could stop them. "Really good. Like winter but not the terrifying kind. The beautiful kind. With snow and—" I scrunched my nose, grasping for the description. "Those delicate frost patterns that appear on glass." Mikhail produced a sound deep in his chest that could've been a growl or a chuckle or something caught between. "Why are there two staircases?" I blurted suddenly, fixating on the duplicated grand stairway looming before us. "Is this intentional? Seems ridiculously excessive." "There's only one staircase, moya." "Are you certain? Because I'm definitely seeing two. Perhaps you require vision correction. Do lycans need glasses? That would be hilarious. Tiny spectacles perched on a massive terrifying wolf—" "Selene." His voice emerged strained, taut in a manner that penetrated even through my fog. "You need to stop talking." I peered up at him, hurt piercing through the pleasant haze. "Why? Am I irritating you? I'm sorry. I'll stay quiet." "No." The word escaped sharp, nearly anguished. "You're not irritating me. You're—" He severed the sentence, jaw clenching so viciously I witnessed the muscle twitch. "Just... rest." But I didn't want rest. I wanted to comprehend why his expression appeared like that—all rigid and ravenous and something else I couldn't identify. "Are you alright?" I asked, raising my hand toward his jaw. He intercepted my wrist before contact, his hold gentle yet unyielding. "Don't." "Why not?" "Because I'm barely maintaining control as it is, and if you touch me right now—" He halted abruptly, eyes compressing shut momentarily. "Just don't." That should've frightened me. The ferocity in his tone, the way his restraint appeared to unravel at the seams. But intoxicated-me simply smiled, inexplicably pleased. Then I caught the way his gaze dropped. Just for a fraction of a heartbeat. To my mouth. Heat bloomed through my chest, spreading like wildfire. "You want to kiss me," I breathed, the revelation making me giddy. His eyes snapped back to mine, glacial blue turned predatory. "Kissing," he said slowly, voice dropping an octave, "doesn't even begin to scratch the surface of what I want to do to you." The air left my lungs. His grip on my wrist shifted, thumb finding my pulse point. Pressing there. Feeling the frantic rhythm he'd caused. "Kissing is gentle," he continued, leaning in just enough that his breath ghosted across my lips. Close enough to take. Close enough to claim. But he didn't. "Kissing is sweet. What I want?" His eyes dragged down my face, my throat, lower then back up with deliberate slowness. "There's nothing gentle about it."

TRIGGER WARNING! This story contains graphic depictions of gun violence and murder, mafia-related threats and organized crime elements, sexual content, kidnapping, alcohol use, betrayal and emotional manipulation. Reader discretion is advised. — “Is there no other way?” I asked, totally subdued by the fact that this nightmare marriage was the only solution. “No, there isn’t,” he said coldly. “I can’t afford to lose my son and have you turned into a sex slave by the Romanovs.” “Your son?” I scoffed, the memory of him taking my virginity and vanishing without a trace slicing my heart. “You seem to have forgotten that you never intended on taking things further with me. God, you’re no different from the Romanovs!” He assessed me coolly with those dark eyes and then said with a note of finality, “He’s my son, Niamh, and you’ll have to become my wife.” My father was killed. My uncle sold me to the Russian mafia syndicate. And now, the man I hid my son from for five years—Massimo Valentino—is forcing me to be his wife. My survival and the safety of Matteo depend on this hated forced marriage. But the situation is worse than I thought: I am the key to a hidden vault that the Texas underworld is willing to kill for. With the war raging outside and a major betrayal brewing inside the Italian mafia syndicate, my safety depends entirely on Massimo. I have to forgive and trust the man who ruined me, or lose everything. This is the first installment in The Valentino Princes Series.

“Forced into a secret contract marriage to secure their families’ empires, two enemies must pretend to love each other… but living under the same roof with bodyguards, maids, and endless schemes makes keeping their distance impossible. One falls first, the other falls harder—and when obsession, secrets, and forbidden touches collide, the line between hate and desire blurs, leaving nothing untouched.” #BL #BoysLove #AlphaOmega #ABORomance #Mpreg #MalePregnancy #EnemiesToLovers #FakeDating #ContractMarriage #ForcedMarriage #SlowBurn #SecretLove #ForbiddenLove #ObsessiveAlpha #ClingyOmega #VillainOmega #AlphaProtective#Webnovel #18Plus #MatureBL #PaidWebnovel #ForbiddenRomance #SlowBurnRomance

Aira signs a contract marriage to save her sister’s life, never expecting her husband to be the ruthless Alpha King of a hidden werewolf world. Cold, powerful, and dangerously possessive, Kael makes one thing clear — this marriage means nothing to him. But when enemies rise and secrets unfold, Aira discovers that being the Alpha’s wife comes with deadly consequences… and an unbreakable bond she cannot escape. In a world where humans don’t belong, can she survive long enough to become his true Luna?

A one-night mistake changed everything. When Abby Brooks discovers she’s pregnant, the last person she expects to be the father is her cold, powerful boss, Liam Sterling,. A man who values control, reputation, and success above all else. Forced to work under the same roof while hiding a secret that could ruin them both, Abby struggles between protecting her heart and facing the truth. But Liam Sterling isn’t the kind of man who walks away from what’s his especially when he learns he has a child on the way. Love, power, betrayal, and desire collide in this intense office romance where the line between boss and lover disappears. Will their past mistake become their greatest regret… or their forever?

She has spent her life believing she's cursed - a wolfless embarrassment her father barely tolerates. But when she's forced into a contract marriage with the cold and terrifying Lycan King, she learns the truth is far more deadly. *** He didn't ask for a wife, just a womb for his heir. Emotionless, merciless, and built entirely from brooding muscle and trauma, the Lycan King intends to use her, then send her back where she came from. But when an assassination attempt exposes the lies surrounding her birth, he realises he's married something far more dangerous than a powerless girl.

Aanya Lu is an innocent, hardworking girl with a soft heart and big dreams. A devoted lover of Korean and Chinese dramas, she secretly adores K-pop star Jungkook.”and believes that talent and honesty can change fate. What she doesn’t know is that her past is stained with blood. When she joins one of Shenzhen’s most powerful corporations, she catches the attention of Zain Yan— a flawless CEO in the eyes of the world… but in truth, a cold, broken, and dangerously ruthless man. Zain assigns her an important project and gradually pulls her closer. To Aanya, he is a strict but fair boss. To Zain, she is nothing more than a weapon of revenge. Years ago, on a night soaked in blood, Zain lost his mother and younger sister. The man responsible was Lu Kang— Aanya’s beloved uncle. Zain’s plan is simple: use Aanya to completely destroy Lu Kang. But fate has other plans. Aanya’s past is not as pure as it seems. Her ex-boyfriend, Ruan Jian—the man she once trusted as her support— walked away and shattered her heart without looking back. Then her innocence and hidden strength draw the attention of the underworld’s most feared ruler—the Dragon King. But the real question is… Why does the Dragon King want Aanya dead? And how is the secret of her birth connected to him? For the first time, Zain’s perfect plan begins to collapse. The girl he intended to use as a pawn… becomes the one he grows fiercely possessive of. He cannot tolerate anyone looking at his wife— not even the ghosts of her past. Amid bullets, betrayal, and bloodshed— Zain makes a shocking public move: A contract marriage. Now Aanya is trapped in a marriage she never chose, bound to a man full of secrets— a man who is both using her… and protecting her. Is she merely a pawn in his revenge? Or the only weakness of the Heartless Wolf? As buried truths rise, as the Dragon King’s true connection is revealed, and as Aanya finally learns why Zain chose her— It will not be just love or trust that breaks… …but the very cage imprisoning a wounded heart. .Note: I am a new writer, so there may be some small mistakes in my novel. Your love and support are my greatest strength.”.

Rivana Faye thought nothing could get worse than catching her husband and step-sister making out on their wedding anniversary, only to be shot dead the same day. Instead of the afterlife, Rivana woke up back in the past, on her wedding day, staring right into the eyes of the same bastard who had ruined her life. Fueled by vengeance, she planned to marry him and tear his world apart, just as he had done to her in her previous life. That is, until Azrael Dynar, her supposed husband’s older brother, stepped in with a shocking claim: that they were already married?! "Wifey, are you cheating on me with this tiny loser? Tch, you have poor taste," Azrael drawled, flashing their marriage certificate to everyone's horror. Azrael was everything Rivana had heard in hushed whispers: cold, cunning, and irresistibly seductive. But to her, he was oddly caring and fiercely protective. He even vowed to destroy everyone who had hurt her as long as she continued to be his side, as his darling wife! And the deeper Rivana sank into Azrael’s world, the more her defenses crumbled, leaving her with nothing but growing desires for him. Little did she know, the man she was falling for was no guardian angel but a devil—one responsible for her death, and the very one who could destroy her all over again. --- Excerpt: "You seem to have experience in seducing women, Mr. Dynar," Rivana joked, licking her ice cream. Azrael smirked at her laugh, and the next moment, he pulled her chair closer, causing Rivana's heart to skip a beat. Before she could catch her breath, he suddenly captured her lips, tasting the sweet chocolate on her lips. Pulling back slightly, Azrael smiled, enjoying her reaction. Tracing her lower lip with his thumb, he declared, "You are the first woman I have ever tried to seduce, Rain. And you will also be the last."

[18+ | Mature Content | Dark Romance] After slaving away for years as Ares King's sole overworked secretary, Catherine has finally had enough of his domineering and heartless attitude. She wants to quit and use the severance pay to settle her family's debts, and spend more time with her long-term boyfriend. But soon after she hands her resignation letter, she finds out that her boyfriend cheated on her. He claims she's a wreck with no future, and he's better off without her. Heartbroken and devastated, Catherine is grasping at the last straw when her boss, Ares King, proposes a contract out of the blue. "Become my wife for one year." "Why me, Mr. King?" "Because we work, Ms. Lane.” The last thing she wanted was to make a deal with the devil. But this offer is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Sell your soul to the devil for one year. How hard can that be? ********** Excerpt: "How many?" I froze. Did he expect me to count? "How. Many?" "I-I don't—Ah!" Ares spanked me again, continuously. My eyes stung, and sweet pain overtook me. I should feel sick from deriving pleasure from this, but strangely, I wasn't. "Two?" I teased, purposely getting the numbers wrong. "You shouldn't have done that." Just as I thought, he started again, but this time he drove each hit with more force until my ass was burning. "Fifteen!" I yelled, shaking. "Wrong." My heart momentarily stopped. "I got it right!" "You missed one." He pressed his hand on my searing bottom, and I moaned. I tried to squirm away, but he trapped my hands behind my back, his voice dark with warning. "Move again, and you'll regret it." ~ A/N: This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental.

"Sign it. Three years, no feelings, and I will give you the power to destroy the people who ruined you." Luella Qiao was once the diamond of the capital, until a frame-up by her half-sister and a betrayal by her fiancé left her penniless and branded a criminal. After five years in hiding, she returns—not as the soft girl they broke, but as a woman with a heart of ice. To reclaim the Qiao Empire, she needs a monster on her side. And there is no monster more feared than Xavier Vane, the "Titan of the North." He is ruthless, untouchable, and famously hates women. The deal was simple: A marriage of convenience. He gets a wife to satisfy his grandfather’s will; she gets the Vane family’s bottomless resources for her revenge. But as Luella begins systematically dismantling her enemies, she realizes the "Cold CEO" isn't as indifferent as he seems. In the boardroom, he is a shark. In their bedroom, the walls he built are starting to crumble. When the revenge is over and the contract ends, will Luella walk away, or will she realize that the coldest man in the city is the only one who can keep her heart warm?

Betrayed by her own family, Ye Ningwan is wed to the notorious “blind” warlord Zhan Hanjue—everyone expects her corpse to be carried out within days. Instead, three days later she struts back to the Ye gates draped in priceless gifts. Ye elders salivate; she smiles sweetly: “Only looking allowed—I’m taking these home. After all, you gave me zero dowry.” “Insolent!” they cry. Zhan Hanjue steps in, voice frosted steel: “She’s mine now. Protecting her is my pleasure.” Later, Ye Ningwan stammers, “You’re… not blind?” He tugs her close, whisper hot against her ear: “Play along, my queen, and I’ll give you the world—starting with my heart.”

Tang Yanxi never expected her life to take such a dramatic turn. In a twist of fate, she found herself married to Sheng Jianan, the enigmatic and aloof heir to a powerful business empire. On their wedding night, he presented her with three strict rules, setting the tone for their unconventional union. Initially, Tang Yanxi viewed their marriage as a ridiculous charade, assuming their relationship would be nothing more than two strangers living under the same roof. However, she soon discovered that her mysterious husband had other plans. "Darling, we should contribute to the continuation of humanity," he whispered, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Sweetheart, regular exercise is essential for a healthy lifestyle," he insisted, his tone playful yet persuasive. Where was the promised distant and cold-hearted man? What happened to the three rules he had so firmly established? Tang Yanxi's frustration reached its peak as she demanded, "Will you please just be quiet?!"

She, the second daughter of the Bluen consortium, a figure of envy among the rich second generation. No matter who she mentioned, they were all figures that others flocked towards. However, her boyfriend was getting married, but she was not the bride. She, who had always been so noble and lofty, was cruelly abandoned. He, the CEO of Valence Group, the intimidating young master of the Horne family and a prime example of the rich second generation. Little did people know, his bride ran away on the day he planned to register for marriage. He too, was cruelly abandoned. Laughably so, He was her soon-to-be brother-in-law. Seeing her angry and lonely future brother-in-law, she suddenly jeered, "We both have been abandoned. We would make a perfect pair." He pursed his lips in silence. The next day, he took her to the Civil Affairs Office to go through the marriage registration process, having her replace her runaway sister as his bride. (Declaration of Ownership Chapter) "Julia, I now realize that I have always loved you. Do you know that I think of you all the time? I married her just so I could have a secure footing in the company." Her ex-boyfriend, gripping her hand, whispered this soft confession of his misguided actions in the past. Before she could react, a strong hand appeared out of nowhere, fiercely grasping her ex-boyfriend's wrist. He cried out in pain, causing a stir among the guests at the wine party. He stood by her side, one arm draped across her shoulders, gently and passionately smiling while saying, "Wife, tell him, who am I to you?" Gazing at his handsome appearance, noble aura, and two bodyguards following him, her ex-boyfriend's face quickly drained of color, as if he had just realized something. (Cherishing Her Chapter) "Young master, the young mistress said something strange today." The housekeeper, trailing behind him, was reporting her daily activities. "What did she say?" "The young mistress said she wonders if snow flying in June would be beautiful." The housekeeper finished his report and carefully observed his reaction. After all, how could it be possible for there to be falling snow in the scorching heat of June? Once again, he pursed his lips in silence, then silently went upstairs. The next day. As soon as she stepped out of the main house, she was stunned. The sunrise filled the high sky while the expansive courtyard was covered in white snow. It was a vast expanse of white, as if it were midwinter, and countless snowflakes were dancing in the sky. The snowstorm was of extreme beauty.

Gu Xia, known as the Red Monster, had always been the quirkiest one among women. She had an extraordinary personality, exceptional job, and magic touch. Loving to play the fool to catch the wise, she had been causing chaos everywhere since her youth. One day, she was suddenly whisked away and married by a man called "Little Fox," thinking she would just swindle some money from this supposedly foolish son of a landlord. Little did she know, this son was not only smart, but he also deeply imprinted her with a 'Little Fox' of his own. This trick turned into a lifetime, leaving her with a heart so consumed and soul so corrupted she had nowhere to escape. The story features strong leads, both male and female, delivers a deadly dose of sweetness, and is a hilariously heartwarming tale of pampering! Also, highly recommended is the completed hit novel by Pigpig, "Youth Begins with Meeting Him."

[Love After Marriage] Due to family interests, they got married, but in fact, they do not love each other. He has no interest in marriage, and neither does she. Moreover, she proved to everyone that she is not easy to mess with. By marrying into a rich family, her cunning stepmother and jealous sister will have nothing to do but please her. Hearing that her husband has deeply loved a woman for many years, she didn't care, as she had many ways to make him hate that woman. As for him, a tall and handsome but extremely unromantic guy, she had strong views: having peace, or getting a divorce!

Her first encounter with Qin Sijue is an unexpected one. While trying to hide from her pursuers, she accidentally barges into his changing room. Yet, their paths crosses again fatefully—after a fake marriage, she legally becomes his bride. She imagines that they will only interact before the agreement ends, after which they would have nothing to do with each other. However, Qin Sijue comes over with two red booklets—their wedding certificate. "Take them for an appraisal and see if they're real".

Maya is drowning in a debt she didn't create until her contract is "purchased" by Vivienne Vance, the city’s most feared and beautiful socialite. Forced into a world of cold luxury to work on a secret project, Maya is trapped between Vivienne’s psychological games and the possessive, silent gaze of Sloane—Vivienne’s lethal "Shadow." In this high-stakes 18+ drama, Maya must decide what she’s willing to sell: her skills, her freedom, or her heart.