2525 Book(s) Related to my ceo wife

I stared at my stepfather with the intense feeling going under my wet soaked undies .

“ you are so wet for daddy you little slut “ he whispered biting softly at my ear lobe .

I swallowed the unknown lump on my throat and looked helplessly at my step father and the words that I had been dying to say slipped out of my mouth .

“ fuck me daddy , fuck me like a dirty little slut “

“I’m not about to be friend-zoned by the woman I want to f*ck.”

Seth pinned Olivia against the wall of the hotel room, his voice deep and dangerous. He wasn't the polite gentleman who took her on a date anymore. He was a predator, and she was his prey. Olivia’s heart raced. She had just divorced her cheating husband, and now this mysterious billionaire was looking at her like he wanted to devour her soul.

“Seth, we shouldn’t…” she whispered, but her body betrayed her.

“You want this just as much as I do,” he growled, ripping the strap of her gold dress. His lips crashed onto hers, hungry and demanding. He lifted her effortlessly, wrapping her legs around his waist as he carried her to the bed. For the first time in years, Olivia felt alive. She felt worshiped.

But the next morning, the bed was cold. Seth was gone.
And her phone was blowing up with missed calls. “Olivia! Get out of there! The police are looking for Seth! He’s the prime suspect in your grandfather’s murder!”

Olivia froze, staring at the empty side of the bed. The man who made her scream in pleasure last night… was he actually a killer?


Everyone envied Olivia’s perfect marriage to billionaire Kelvin Ashford, until she found a Hermes lipstick that wasn't hers in his pocket. Her husband was sleeping with her best friend. Heartbroken but not defeated, Olivia serves them a public divorce they’ll never forget. But as she escapes her toxic past, she falls into the arms of Seth Rollins—a man who treats her like a queen but hides a deadly secret. Did he approach her for love, or to destroy her family from the inside?

"Who’s there?” thundered one of the suited men.

“Shit, run!”

Without hesitation, she turned and fled for her life.

With a calm, almost chilling expression, Grant only said two words:

“Kill her.”

And thus, the chase began.

One detective out for revenge.
One mafia lord out for blood.

Angelina Gusta lives a double life.

By day, she’s a sharp, unassuming accountant at Detroit’s most powerful corporation. By night, she’s the Moon Demon, an undercover journalist hunting the truth behind her father’s murder. In her relentless quest for justice, a single night changes everything.

Grant McRae — her impossibly handsome boss, the man she secretly admired — is the ruthless leader of one of Detroit’s most dangerous mafia gangs.

Torn between her vow to find her father’s killers and her growing feelings for Grant, Angelina decides to play it safe, keeping her cover intact. But the deeper she goes, the more she realizes she’s stepped into a deadly web of betrayal — one that could destroy them both.

This is a gripping tale of betrayal, a labyrinth of deceit, and a love tested against the darkest sides of loyalty and humanity.

He was my dad’s best friend. Until he vanished. Now he’s my boss… and the one man I’m not supposed to want.

When I walk into Ryder Vane’s office, resume in hand, I don’t expect him to recognize me. He doesn’t.
Not the little girl he once read bedtime stories to.
Not the daughter of the man he betrayed.
Not the secret I’ve been keeping since the night everything fell apart.

Ryder is Hollywood royalty—brilliant, commanding, impossible to ignore. And he just hired me as his assistant.

I wanted distance. Closure. Maybe a little revenge.
What I didn’t plan on was the sparks. The stolen glances. The late nights that blur the lines between right and ruin.

He’s twice my age. My dad’s ex–best friend. And completely off-limits.

But secrets don’t stay buried in this town.
And when the past comes crashing back with a stalker’s note and a kiss I can’t take back…

The biggest scandal won’t be what’s in the tabloids.
It’ll be what’s in my heart.

He stepped closer to me, his hard body invading my space.

The door that felt like support suddenly felt like a trap. There was nowhere for me to run to as his scent filled my senses.

“I’m sorry, Aurora,” his voice low, his eyes blazing with the promise of something dark.

“What are we doing, Conan?” I asked, my voice trembling.

“We are doing anything you want us to do,” his voice was low and seductive.

My breath caught as his thumb brushed my bottom lip.

“Conan—” I whispered, but he didn’t let me finish.

His lips slanted against mine, hungry and demanding.

He was the sailor, and I would gladly let him guide me.


SHE NEEDED A MIRACLE. HE OFFERED A CONTRACT.

Aurora’s world is crumbling—her only son is dying, and the life-saving bone marrow surgery costs $1 million. An amount she can’t afford with her salary. When her new boss Conan grey, slides a $10 million marriage contract across her desk, she thinks it’s a cruel joke.

Until she catches her boyfriend cheating.

Heartbroken and desperate, aurora signs the contract, stepping into a world of wealth secrets, and a man whose touch is ice—but whose past may burn everything she’s trying to save.

Will a deal made in desperation destroy her… or give her everything she never knew she needed?

When your fiancé and step-dad clash at your engagement party
Your step-dad, young and handsome, has been single since he took you in 🤔
You thought he hated you, thinking you were just a burden
But on the eve of your wedding, your fiancé abuses you, and you have nowhere to run 😩
So you escape to your step-dad's house for shelter… only to find out, after all these years, he wants you every day 💖🔥

"Why the hell are you here?" Logan's voice was dangerously low as his nails dug into my arms. "You're the gold-digger's daughter?"
A soundless protest escaped my lips, my brain freezing; I believed I had bad luck, but the worst one of them all was when Logan Ashford became my stepbrother.
The one person I’ve been desperately trying to avoid.
His lips curled into a slow, merciless smirk that made my blood turn ice.
"You better start praying." He leaned in, his hot breath tickling my ears. "Because I’m going to make your life a living hell."


Dawn Kingsley is the scholarship freak everyone bullies in school; she planned to excel as the sports committee president and keep a low profile until she was done.
In order to survive, she had one 'RULE,' and that is to avoid Logan Ashton as much as she can, even though it’s not entirely possible since he is the captain of the best hockey team in the school.
What happens when the man her mother is hung up on marrying was the father of the same boy that threatened her sanity?
One thing was certain: the devil might be dangerous, but he is fucking pretty, and rules were made to be broken.

Five years ago, on the day when Isla realized she was pregnant with her boyfriend Alpha Adrian's child and excited to tell him, her life shattered in one night -- her Beta parents turned out to be Lycan spies and ruined Adrian's entire pack. Isla had no choice but to fled for her life after Adrian killed her parents before her eyes and believed IsIa was also part of the Lycan schemes.
Five years later, hidden in a quiet human town with her young son Noah, Isla has built a new life far from the werewolf world.
However, one viral post about her bakery exposed her location to Adrian. Captured and dragged back to Adrian's pack, Isla had to face her sin, love, desire and hatred this time....

Viona Leander is certain that she carries the memories of Nadine Myer, a journalist who died a month ago, so she can take revenge on the fiancé who betrayed her with her own friend.
After going to great lengths to seek vengeance, she discovers that the real reason she awakened in Viona’s body was never revenge at all. It was to heal the heart of a man she had broken over and over again.

"Is there a reason why I shouldn't fuck your brains out right now?" he ask and I shudder.
"Nnn... Nooo! I don't have a reason," I stutter.
"Good! I am about to forget you are my princess and fuck you like a slut," he promises as he fucks me.
"I am a slut, only for you," I murmur.


I have always had a crush on my dad's best friend but Jack never saw me as a woman and rather he always referred to me as a child and treated me just like one. Just that, something ws soff in the eau he looked at me and spoke to me from time to time. I could feel the need in his voice and fire in his eyes.

So when my parents had to leave for some days and he was asked to take care of me I knew that was the only chance I will ever get at making my feelings known to him and to know whether or not what I saw was real ot if I wasn't Hallucinating. The first few nights were tough and he kept off saying I was off limits to him, but what if I am not and he is only trying to send me away bechause of the lady I saw him kissing the other night?

You don’t marry the devil and expect to walk away…

Two years ago, I made the most reckless decision of my life. I married a stranger — a dangerously sharp Russian with eyes like winter storms and a voice that curled around your spine.

It was supposed to be fake.
A quick, quiet wedding on a borrowed yacht.
A loophole to stop my billionaire father from selling me off to some corporate puppet in a boardroom marriage.

But the stranger-the man I begged for help—wasn’t just some wealthy businessman in an expensive suit. He was Mikhail Volkov. A Bratva king. Cold. Ruthless. Calculating.

I left him divorce papers and two million dollars on his bed the next morning… and vanished.

But the past doesn’t stay buried. And men like him don’t forget unfinished business.

Two years later, under a new name and a quiet life halfway across the world, I thought I was safe. Until my new company gets bought out. By him.

Mikhail Volkov.

He came for me.

And this time, running isn’t an option.

“Why the hell are you calling me your wife?” I snap, shoving the contract across his desk. “I paid you off. I left divorce papers. Signed.”

He steps closer, all tailored dominance and lethal calm, his voice low enough to scrape against my bones.
"You don’t end things with me unless I say so, moya zhena. And I don’t marry… to divorce."

I’m not free. I’m his unfinished business. And now? I belong to him… whether I want to or not.

Tessa has just kissed stepbrothers Mason and Bennett.
They decide they don't like sharing and now she has to choose between them.

"Bennett is calm and cruel.
Mason is reckless and rude.
I've been a good girl and stayed out of their way,
but they'll do everything in their power to force me to do
the one thing I've never been able to do.
Choose between the Slade brothers.
They'll have to kill me first.
I've seen what they're capable of.
So maybe they can..."

I used to be the girl who had everything—money, status, and the power to break hearts without a second thought.
Aeros was just my driver. A poor, handsome nobody I toyed with for a bet. I humiliated him, used him, and threw him away like yesterday’s trash.

Now my father is dead, the mansion is gone, and I’m drowning in debt.
And the man who owns everything I lost?
Aeros.

He’s no longer the quiet driver I once kissed on a dare. Now he’s cold, wealthy, and every inch in control. He looks at me like I’m nothing—because to him, I am.
He agrees to let me stay, but only on his terms: six years as his maid, no pay, no freedom. And one more condition that makes my blood run hot and cold at the same time.

“Make me happy tonight,” he whispers.
I have no choice. I said I’d do anything to keep my parents’ memory alive.
But I never expected that the man I once broke would become the one who breaks me… in every way possible.

Berliana Margaretha is a robot inventor who is so telling in her circles. She was the first to develop a method of making a robot like a normal human being and she has secretly done that and made a robot that looks so much like her dead ex-boyfriend.

She named the robot Victor Valdes, almost the same name as her boyfriend. But one day the robot she created went out of control and made her feel that the handsome human-like robot had begun to dominate her.

"You are mine, Berliana Margaretha."

"Oh my God, Victor! You're a robot so go back to your place, don't move!"

"No way, I'm your boyfriend, you're my girlfriend."

Would Berliana's rejection continue to escalate or would she be swept away by the passion of the artificially intelligent robot she had created that almost resembled a human being?

I stood there frozen while my worst enemy wrapped his arm around me and told the entire room I was his girlfriend.
Lila Bennett has been secretly in love with her stepbrother Mason for years. No one knew. Except Knox Ryder, the arrogant hockey bad boy who has made her life miserable since high school.

Then Mason brings home his new girlfriend. Sienna, the same girl who tormented Lila throughout high school. When Sienna finds Lila’s private, very explicit story clearly written about Mason, she is ready to ruin her forever.
In one heartbeat, Knox steps in. He pulls Lila close, kisses her cheek, and declares they are together. Now they are fake dating to protect her humiliating secret.

The more time Lila spends with the cold, tattooed hockey star she used to hate, the more she sees the warm, fiercely protective heart underneath. He might be the only person who truly sees her. And the only one who can heal the heart she thought was ruined.

But when the lines between fake and real start to blur, Lila must decide if she is brave enough to risk everything for the boy she never saw coming.

Sam's world shatters the day his father is murdered, leaving him in the hands of his late father's half-brother — Marcus — a terrifying mafia alpha werewolf who becomes his legal guardian. As the years pass in the violent shadows of their empire, an intense and forbidden tension builds between them, finally exploding when Marcus binds Sam to him with an ancient blood pact, marking him as his omega. Trapped in a merciless world where the weak are slaughtered, Sam can't bring himself to truly hate the man who now owns him. But deadly secrets, pack wars, and a dangerous new rival named Lucas — a brooding alpha who stirs feelings Sam shouldn't have — threaten to destroy everything.
Caught between loyalty, betrayal, and raw desire, Sam must choose: fight to break the bond that chains him… or surrender to the unexpected strength and love hidden in the arms of the one man he was never supposed to want.

This istory is about the forbidden love between Maddison más her boss and father's best friend. A forbidden love that leads her yo commit César things to forget those social projudices se grew up with.

What happens when the king of the school needs the one girl he once broke?

Elowen Bennett’s life has always been simple, quiet days, a small circle, and staying invisible enough to survive high school unnoticed. After a brutal betrayal by her boyfriend and her best friend, she’s done trusting people.

Especially him.

Alaric Hayes, the hockey captain, golden boy, and the same person who made her middle school years unbearable.

So when he suddenly wants her close… too close, it doesn’t make sense.

But Alaric isn’t doing this for fun.

Under his father’s orders, he needs something from Elowen, something tied to a dangerous past and a secret that could destroy both her and her mother. Getting close to her is just part of the plan.

Pretend to care. Gain her trust. Get the information.

Simple.

Until it’s not.

Because the more time he spends with her, the harder it becomes to remember this was never supposed to be real.

And when the truth finally comes out…

Elowen won’t just lose her heart.

She might lose everything.

PROLOGUE
WYNTER'S POV
I ran blindly through the bushes, looking back every few feet I got, the twigs scratched at me and the leaves roped round my feet but I didn't care. The owls were hooting loudly and mysteriously but I couldn't hear it, all I heard was the insane pounding of my heart.
I fell all of a sudden and wanted to bounce right back on my feet but the pain was more than I could ignore. I could hear their voices somewhere behind me and they were fast approaching mercilessly. I didn't even know when I let out a loud groan from all the pain i felt. I was injured and in a highly critical condition and was adding more injuries by the second.
My hair stuck to my scalp in cold sweat and my whole body shook in fear but I knew I had to keep moving. With all the strength in me, I rose to my feet with a gasp.
"She's over there! Get her!! No one's returning without getting her!!! And she's definitely not getting away!" The Leader screamed behind and I turned, taking another path crying as i went.
I stopped as blood flowed freely from my injuries. I needed to hide. I looked around frantically but there seemed to be nothing but tall trees i couldn't hope to climb. Then i felt it in my pocket, the shot I had taken before it all started. I brought out the syringe with shaking hands as tears ran freely down my face.
I held the needle to the vein on my arm knowing fully well that it could kill me as I was too weak for it. It was supposed to make me numb and cold for a few minutes but apart from

My husband and parents wanted me dead. All because my sister was "dying."

They shoved a divorce agreement and an experimental surgery consent form at me.

I was supposed to be her donor.

But they didn't know I was the one actually dying.

Three days ago, they told me I had terminal bone cancer.

One month to live.

So when they threatened me into some back-alley surgery, I smiled.

I was already dying anyway.

The day my sister and I came back to life, we made one call: swap fiancés.

Last time, Dad burned every favor he had to lock down two marriage deals for the family. One with a mafia family that runs the West Coast. The other with a corporate CEO.

My sister married the mafia leader. She was too gentle, too kind for a world that ran on blood and backstabbing. The man had a childhood friend who played soft and helpless but was vicious as hell underneath. That woman tormented my sister for decades before finally arranging an "accident" that killed her.

And me? I got the polished CEO.

Sounds good, right? Except we tortured each other from day one. He was all rules and manners, always talking like he was giving a speech. Me? I blow up fast and if I can throw a punch, I will. Every day was the same standoff. He'd pull back, I'd push forward, and nobody gave an inch.

We spent our whole lives being polite and miserable.

Then one day, my sister and I woke up on the afternoon they announced the engagements.

At the school's field day, my six-year-old son pointed straight at me and shouted for everyone to hear, "I'd rather be alone than with her! She's the worst mom in the world!"
He hated that I couldn't afford expensive toys, hated that we lived in a tiny apartment, hated that I was just a useless woman.
Then he turned and ran straight into the arms of the woman who destroyed my family, calling her name in the sweetest voice, just because she handed him an ice cream.
My ex-husband leaned against his luxury car, sneering, "Nora, if you admit you were wrong, I'll let you come back. We can get married again."
Looking at their smug faces, I finally let go of the hands I'd been gripping tightly for four years.
"All right," I said, smiling as I signed away custody, "Since you two love each other so much, I hope you and your perfect little family enjoy every minute together."
They thought I was playing hard to get, but they had no idea—this time, I really meant it.

I awaited my seven-year-old son's birthday, yearning for my husband’s return, only to stumble upon him celebrating at a bar, tenderly kissing his childhood sweetheart.
I initially believed this to be yet another instance of his favoritism, until I overheard a devastating conversation and realized the truth: the precious son I had nurtured for seven years was not mine, but a product of his union with his childhood friend.
The marriage I had fought so hard to preserve was, from the very beginning, a deceitful scheme orchestrated against me.

My birthday was never truly mine.

Everyone was busy making sure she was comfortable, happy, and protected.
When she deliberately handed me chamomile tea—knowing I was allergic—they told me not to hurt my sister’s good intentions and forced me to drink it.

My brother accused me of being jealous and locked me in the basement.

They all forgot about me to celebrate her birthday, even my fiancé.

Lying there, I realized something worse than pain—I was replaceable.

That was the day I understood the truth about my family.
I was dying on “my” birthday, and no one chose me.

The ultrasound photo caught fire slowly, curling at the edges before the flame swallowed it whole.
I watched it burn in front of my mother's grave.
Eight weeks. That was how far along I had been.
Three days ago, on the anniversary of her death, I came here to talk to her. To tell her she was going to be a grandmother.
Instead, I found my husband fucking his ex-girlfriend against the oak tree twenty feet from her headstone.
I lost the baby that night.

My cousin stole thirty thousand dollars from our dying grandmother.
Not for an emergency. Not for bills.
For liposuction.
Then she told everyone I did it. Said I was jealous of her figure — that I'd drained Grandma's cardiac surgery fund because I wanted to look different. And the terrible part is, everyone believed her. My boyfriend. My uncle and aunt. Every single person who'd watched me grow up in that house — eating their leftovers standing at the kitchen counter, wearing my aunt's old coat with the broken zipper through every winter — turned around and decided I was the thief.
I couldn't prove otherwise. I couldn't get anyone to listen.
Last time this happened, I didn't survive it.
Then I opened my eyes. I was back in the hospital corridor. My aunt's hand raised, ready to swing.

My fiancé overnight accumulated a massive gambling debt, and to save his life, he sent me, still a virgin, to the creditor's bed.
"Please... no... don't... please... let me go!"
My first time was incredibly painful, and I bit down hard on this stranger's shoulder.
Despite my pleas, he didn't stop; instead, it only excited him more as he teased my sensitive spots and ravaged me relentlessly...
To my shame, after the pain subsided, I found myself falling in love with the frequent waves of pleasure he brought me...

Megan Corteza fell in love with the school’s football quarterback, Ashton Pritzgold. She has a simple beauty, but she is the number one all over senior high school students, but she lacked with one thing, and that is money which matters in their school to become famous that is why she was never on Ashton’s radar.

Ashton Priztgold is the most popular guy on campus because he got it all, intelligent, hot, handsome, and the football prodigy, and most of all, son of the filthy rich business tycoon in the country.

Megan always kept away from the rich, but one day she was shocked when Ashton approached her, and she became the envy of all the girls on campus, and her once peaceful life became chaotic because of him.

For Ashton, Megan was way out of his league because hot cheerleaders and rich girls will always chase him around, but he was on a mission to know her and couldn’t stop himself from falling in love with her. And he didn’t foresee the big mistake he had made will hurt her whole being and shattered not only her heart but her entire future.

Megan was broken-hearted and left no choice but to left her home after her high school graduation and promised herself never to forgive Ashton for what he had done to her.

Ashton is now the CEO of Pritzgold International Shipping Lines, Incorporated. After eight years, he meets Megan again, and he realized he was such a fool for hurting her because, after so many years, he realized Megan was still his one great love.

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”What are you doing here, Ashton?” Megan asked angrily, and she hated herself because even if she was angry with him she can't deny he has still the same effect on her.

”To win back your heart, and claim what is rightfully mine.” He replied, and his intense gaze is driving her crazy.

"You have nothing to claim because you lose your chance eight years ago." She answered coldly.

I was found by my biological parents only to become a mobile blood bank for their adopted daughter Leila, expected to sacrifice myself to donate blood—even my heart—whenever she fell seriously ill...
My parents despised me, and my own brother drugged me, threatening my life to force me to marry a dying man as Leila's substitute.
Having lost all hope in my family, I signed a severance agreement, cutting all ties with them, and took a large sum of money for marriage investment.
What they didn’t know was that I was the mysterious Nobel Prize-winning doctor in medicine, possessing the world’s most advanced medical research technology...

（There is a lot of sexual and stimulating content, minors are not allowed to read!!!）
After one wild night, she became the CEO's secret lover.
To pay off her debt and redeem herself, she signed a contract with the CEO.
They agreed it would be just physical—no emotions involved.
But in reality...
The little assistant was spoiled rotten by the CEO, who spent lavishly just to make her smile.
Yet she packed her bags and fled in the middle of the night, "If I don't run now, I'll die in that bed!"

Gabriella was a poor and innocent girl. She lived alone in a house that's inherited from her parents. Until one day, the house was destroyed by the Quebracha Company. When she met with the CEO to protest, an incident occurred.

"You, lecherous man! Are you not satisfied with destroying my house? So, you took my virginity?"

"Confess it! You purposely held your house to block our project, then now you're tricking me to sleep with you. What's your real intention, huh? Who paid you?"

Max Evans, the successful and handsome young CEO, accused her of being a messenger woman.

What happened next? Could Gabriella earn the CEO's trust? Or even his heart and love? Would those people realize that they were both framed?

Everyone says Etienne Beaumont, the patriarch of the Beaumont empire, is the living definition of cold, stoic detachment. He is my legal guardian, the relentless architect of my rhythmic gymnastics career, and the strict authority figure I spent years resenting. I believed he cared for nothing but order and control—until I stumbled upon a yellowed photograph and a long-buried medical report.
It turns out he wasn't always a cold-blooded businessman. He was "Apex-001," the legendary racing myth who once ruled the European tracks. The right leg that aches every time it rains wasn't a mark of age, but the price he paid to pull me from the twisted, fiery wreckage of a horrific crash years ago. He traded his glory for my life.
"Etienne, why didn't you tell me?" I asked, my voice breaking.
He stroked my hair with a tenderness that shattered my heart, his voice low and steady: "Elena, I taught you to leap and fly so you could reach the stars, not so you would look back at old scars."
He sacrificed a lifetime of brilliance for my safety. Now, defying the whispers of the world, he takes my hand in the light of day. Leaning down to press a kiss to the charm on my ankle, his gaze burns with the resolve of a racer at the finish line: "Since you know the truth, I won't hide it anymore. For the rest of my life, I will be your one and only—exclusive navigator."

Married for three years, she had never once laid eyes on her husband, Matilda Beaufort, yet she was bound by a heir-bearing contract for the sake of her family.

Desperate to reclaim her late mother’s keepsakes, she took a risky gamble. She set her sights on a drunken Thomas Stewart at an exclusive club and spent a passionate night with him.

She thought it was nothing more than a one-night deal, little knowing the man had already etched her into his heart forever.

She later crossed paths with him as his business partner, under the alias Annie.

Never did he expect the bold, provocative woman who kept challenging him to be his very own wife.

A divorce agreement lay on the table—until an unexpected pregnancy turned everything upside down.

What began as a calculated arrangement…

Who was the first to fall hopelessly in love?

Isabella would never have imagined that being betrayed by her fiance would be the ticket to her revenge on her fiance, stepsister and her family.

“ I’ll help you get revenge if you marry me,” the mystery man she had met in the club proposed and without hesitating she accepted his proposal.

Everything sounded perfect, with revenge at hand and a marriage that could blossom into something more. All was well until a devastating incident thwarted her road to her happy ending.

Oh, how she wished she hadn't accepted that proposal so quickly. However, there is no cure for regret.

Now, Isabella is back to square one. A failed marriage and a failed revenge. Will she ever have a chance at love, again? Will she be able to focus on the goals and readiness to face difficulties, challenges she found herself into.

At twenty-four, Annelise de Valois has the world at her feet.
She’s the CEO of a rapidly expanding empire. Old money flows through her veins—the kind that makes new money look like spare change. She lives in a heavily guarded château that no one can breach—no rivals, no suitors, not even paparazzi with drones. Her grandfather, a business legend, backs her. Other titans of industry admire her. Her enemies? They either grovel or disappear.
Whatever she wants, she gets.
A company? Snapped up.
A competitor? Obliterated.
A scandal? Buried before it even sees the light of day.
She has everything.
Except him.
Leander Grimaldi.
He’s too young, too trusting, too fucking pure for someone like her.
A five-year age gap isn’t much, and the decades-old alliance between their families shouldn’t even matter. The real problem is him. Leander has never known betrayal, never played the cutthroat games of high society, never learned to second-guess every word or every smile.
Meanwhile, Annelise lives and breathes that world. She doesn’t just play the game—she is the game. While he wanders through life unguarded, she calculates every move ten steps ahead. While he sees the best in people, she sees their weaknesses and exploits them.
She should stay away. She should let him think of her as nothing more than a family friend—a big sister who looks out for him, protects him.
But she doesn’t.
She lets herself get too close.
She wants him too much.
And she always gets what she wants.
Even if, this time, taking it means destroying the one thing she can never buy back—his trust.

Danica wakes up beside a strange man in the morning. The next day, she finds herself becoming the surrogate to a mysterious man, in the bid to save her twin sister Daniella from a ruthless mafia boss. But what she doesn't understand is, why did he change the rules? He wants her body once every month till she conceives yet; she can't see him face to face...

Sneak peak;

The moment he took a step, Danica recalled his promise and yelled, "Wait!" He halted but didn't turn his head in her direction. "Hmmm," he hummed.
Danica couldn't continue to live in anticipation of a faceless man coming to her room 4 times a week. She gathered her last courage and said, "you promised to let me see your face." Loney stiffened for a few seconds. He was a man of his words therefore, he had to face the unexpected. No matter what, it was bound to happen.

After a drunken one-night stand, I made the biggest mistake of my life—I slept with my boss, Alexander Brown. He's my father's business partner, a man who terrified me with just an icy stare.

I fled in a panic, but a resume I left behind led him to the wrong person—my cousin, Elodie. While I lived in fear and guilt, she seized the opportunity to take my place, accepting the marriage he offered out of a sense of responsibility.

What no one knew was that our reckless night had already sown its seed. I was pregnant.

Believing he was committed to her, I planned to secretly get an abortion and disappear from his world, even inventing a "fiancé" to fend off his growing suspicions.

But Alexander was no fool, and his sharp instincts began to tear through my web of lies.

He could never have imagined that the timid, overlooked intern he barely noticed was not only the woman from that passionate night, but also the mother of his child.

Emily was about to graduate from college when her boyfriend betrayed her and her mother became seriously ill.
By accident, the super handsome billionaire Andre appeared in her life.
Emily hated Andre for being a playboy, but she had to become Andre's secret lover to cure her mother. As time flew by, Emily and Andre had silently fell in love with each other, but just when Emily was about to marry Andre, Andre's ex-wife came back from abroad...

A surprise baby from a passionate night with a billionaire? Check. Six years of silence? Check. But now, he's back in my life, not as a lover but as my boss and fake husband.
Axel, the walking distress signal, is a brooding, controlling billionaire who's married to his restaurants.
Reconnecting with him has plunged me into a world of chaos, but the real bombshell is that I have to play his wife to save his empire.
As I linger in his embrace, it's becoming harder to resist the allure. However, with every stolen moment, the risk of losing everything I've fought to protect grows. Will I give in to temptation, or will my secrets bring about our downfall?

At our seventh wedding anniversary dinner, my husband Nathan audaciously discussed the name of the child his mistress Victoria was carrying, speaking in Spanish right in front of me.
They presumed I could not understand. Yet, not only did I comprehend every word, but I had also long ago uncovered evidence of their affair—including those passionate videos filmed in his car...
But when I vanished completely, he went into a frenzy.
When the news of the 'plane crash' broke, he spent fifty million dollars, deploying twelve rescue helicopters to search relentlessly through the storm for seven days and nights.
When the rescue team informed him that 'there were no survivors,' this once indomitable man knelt on the deck, weeping inconsolably like a child who has lost his mother.
Little did he know, there was no trace of me on that 'lost' plane.
And now, it was my turn to make him experience the true meaning of loss.

（Do not open this novel lightly, or you will become so engrossed that you won't be able to stop reading for three days and nights...）
Four years ago, he heartlessly drove her out of the house, heavy rain pouring down. Margaret's heart fell with the rain, disappearing into the silence of that desperate rainy night.
Four years later, Margaret transformed into a cold-faced CEO, decisive and capable, with only a sweet and obedient daughter softening her heart.
She thought Raymond hated her to the core, not realizing that after that night, Raymond went mad searching the world over just to find news of her.
Upon meeting again, surrounded by numerous CEOs, she deliberately ignored him.
Raymond advanced towards her, 'I told you, you can only be my woman.'"

My husband broke my leg, and I was even sued by him and thrown into prison.

Three years later, when I was finally released, I thought the nightmare was over.

But Dante was waiting for me at the prison gates. "Welcome back to hell, Elena."

He forced me to work as a lowly cleaner in his company, while my former friends and his lover Sofia trampled my remaining dignity into the dirt.

They thought they had broken me.

They thought I would just kneel and accept my fate.

But they were wrong.

I will endure this hell, and I will make everyone who destroyed my life regret the day they crossed me.

I’d been married for years, but it wasn’t until I got pregnant that I finally saw my husband for who he really was.
A kidney he’d been eyeing. An egg that had been switched. The truth behind our marriage…
I couldn’t stand watching him play happy family with his old flame while I was nothing but something to be used.
I want a divorce—and I’m going to find the real father of the baby I’m carrying.

I’m Olivia. My dad sold me to the wealthy Howard family for money—my groom didn’t even show up at our wedding; all I got was a phone call.
Then I was drugged and ended up sleeping with a stranger… who turned out to be Matthew Howard, my “ugly, impotent” husband!
Now I’m fighting back against my terrible family and the Howards’ arrogance.
Curious how this messy marriage unfolds?

I am ANNABEL DRAKE, a woman who has spent her entire life in the shadows of others. A forgotten girl child, and also an underestimated employee, in fact I am everything you can think of because I have been through a lot .
It started after my father was imprisoned for a crime he didn’t commit. My family lost everything: our fortune, our home, and most painfully, our dignity. My mother fell ill under the weight of disgrace, and I became the sole provider, fighting every day just to keep us alive.

When an unexpected job opportunity lands in my lap, I see it as an opening way out of poverty and struggle. Working as an executive assistant for Carson Clair, the almighty billionaire CEO of Sonclair Enterprises, isn’t easy. He’s rude, and unnecessarily leading over everyone in a bad manner, and I can tell you unapologetically that he's everything I despise in a man. But the paycheck is good, and I need it.

Then, the unimaginable happens after a few months. Carson makes me an offer I can't refuse because it is such a juicy offer. It was a contract marriage.

He needs a wife to secure a billion-dollar deal, and in exchange, he promises to clear my father’s name, pay off my mother’s medical bills, and set me up for life. It sounds like a dream… until I realize I’m falling for him.

Just as I start to believe that maybe, just maybe, this arrangement could turn into something real, my world shatters again. I discovered a secret which was actually the truth and it changed everything. Carson isn’t who I thought he was. And neither is the man I’ve been secretly confiding in... Fred Mark.

"You want my forgiveness?" he asked, my voice dropping to a dangerous timbre.

Before I could answer, he moved closer, suddenly looming over me, his face inches from mine. I felt my breath caught, my lips parting in surprise.

"Then this is the price for speaking ill of me to others," he murmured, nipping my lower lip before claiming my mouth in a real kiss. It began as punishment but quickly transformed into something else entirely as I responded, my initial rigidity melting into compliance, then active participation.

My breathing accelerated, small sounds escaping my throat as he explored my body. His touches were both punishment and pleasure, drawing shudders from me that I thought he felt reverberating through his own body.

My nightgown had ridden up, his hands discovering more of mine with each caress. We were both lost in sensation, rational thought receding with each passing second...

Three years ago, to fulfill the wish of his grandmother, I was forced to marry Derek Wells, the second son of the family that had adopted me for ten years. He didn't love me, but I had secretly loved him all along.

Now, the three-year contractual marriage is about to end, but I feel that some kind of sentiment has developed between Derek and me that neither of us is willing to admit. I'm not sure if my feelings are right, but I know that we can't resist each other physically...

Kind Lena was framed and forced to be separated from her lover Raphael by misunderstanding. In order to revenge Lena, Raphael deliberately approached Lena and designed a plot, but they fell in love with each other again and their love never disappeared. But there is more than one conspiracy, the betrayal of friends and families ...... In order to protect each other, they cooperate, eventually built a happy family under many obstacles.

"I fd with a pretty bimbo all night. Her energy was unmatched!" James smirked as he walked past.
"Don't you think you should stop messing around?" I muttered. "If the media finds out, you'll be in trouble. Sleeping with a different girl every night doesn't make you a better man. You should settle down soon."
"Wow," James scoffed, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I don't remember asking for your advice. You're just my secretary—stick to that. Besides, if the media does find out, isn't it your job to deny it? Unless… you're jealous and want to sleep with me too."
Stella always knew that her boss, James, had his eyes on her and would do anything to get her in his bed. But she refused to give in to his advances and drew the line between their CEO and secretary relationship. However, when James gets involved in a scandal with a famous model, and his mother forces him to get married, he has no choice but to turn to Stella for help to be his fake girlfriend.
What started as a fake relationship and sparks of sl attraction turned into something more when they were forced to get closer. James had secrets that could haunt Stella for the rest of her life and it's up to her to choose between her sanity and her attraction towards her boss.

Elliot leaned closer, his eyes dark with frustration and something deeper. Something desperate.
"Tell me what to do, Audrey." His voice cracked. "Tell me how to stop feeling this."
She couldn't move. Couldn't breathe.
His gaze dropped to her lips. Lingered.
The world narrowed to just the two of them.


Their attraction was a fire that could burn down both their careers.

Elliot Harrington, the formidable CEO, built his empire on control.
Audrey Clarke, his brilliant secretary, built her life on professionalism.

Every lingering glance and accidental touch is a dangerous spark in the corporate powder keg.

But in a world of strict boundaries and forbidden desires, the greatest tension isn't in the fall. It's in the agonizing, breathtaking, slow-burn wait.

How long can they resist the one thing that could destroy everything they've worked for?

Can they forget the heated night that changed everything? Or will one taste of temptation destroy the professional walls they've built?

Danica wakes up beside a strange man in the morning. The next day, she finds herself becoming the surrogate to a mysterious man, in the bid to save her twin sister Daniella from a ruthless mafia boss. But what she doesn't understand is, why did he change the rules? He wants her body once every month till she conceives yet; she can't see him face to face...

Sneak peak;
The moment he took a step, Danica recalled his promise and yelled, "Wait!" He halted but didn't turn his head in her direction. "Hmmm," he hummed.

Danica couldn't continue to live in anticipation of a faceless man coming to her room 4 times a week. She gathered her last courage and said, "you promised to let me see your face." Loney stiffened for a few seconds. He was a man of his words therefore, he had to face the unexpected. No matter what, it was bound to happen.