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" Chill man," my best friend Liam said.
"How do you expect me to chill man, I just found out I am very crazy about her, I was so ignorant that I let her go and the worst part is I am getting married to that bitch next month," I said in frustration.
"Oh come on man, you agreed to marry that bitch yourself Alex, no one forced you," Liam said.............................
"Yea I know but I thought if I proposed to Skyler, she's gonna get furious and try to apologize to me," I replied not sure if that made any sense.
"Well that was stupid because you are the one meant to apologize man, but you let your arrogance and wealth get to your head and that made you lose your love. you need to fix this," he said and walked out of my house, I saw his car drive off.......
I know you guys are wondering what happened, well I will tell you the story... Well, I am Alexandra Montero, CEO of the Montero group of companies and the richest billionaire in town.

As tough as it may sound, Hope, a strong woman born with the urge to stand at the top finds herself sitting at the highest spot in the pack as an alpha. Along side with her beta and closest friend Harley, she endures the worst but accidentally flickers a fire that wasn't there with Harley.
Meanwhile elsewhere, Emily, a daughter to an alpha finds herself entangled with Jason, the beta. Despite their eleven year age difference, Emily still falls deep in love with Jason who is already married. Faced in a dilemma, the two struggle with their feelings.

Mahir Adam Dan-Musa, a true definition of egotistical, domineering and self-centered human being. He got the looks, the wealth and thinks no woman can match up to him until he met her.
Bushra Mansur, an epitome of hot headed, independent and confident selfless woman who doesn't like being controlled.
He likes being bossy.
She hates being bossed around.
They met over a misunderstanding which leads to a heated argument.
Mahir has all the love and support from his family. Same goes for Bushra. But then, each of them have one thing missing in their lives. A life partner.
It wasn't part of the plan. They so much hate each other to think of spending the rest of their lives together. However, to save themselves from marrying the wrong person, they agreed and signed a one year marriage contract.
Their bickering didn't get any better even after the marriage. Nevertheless, love swept you off your feet at the most unexpected way. Love blooms in the heart of the two partners.
Will that be the beginning of a new journey of the two lovers in Prague? When on the other hand, a huge storm awaits them with the one year contract coming to an end.

Sara Scott- best graduating student of economics, but what happens when she gets a job as a nanny to Liam Khan's son, will spark fly or will she get into trouble by falling for her boss.
READ TO FIND OUT ✍️

My mind had been frantic throughout out the night. I had done something unforgivable not to mention killing clan blood in the process. Wasn't I supposed to not be able to feel love or to care? Wasn't I supposed to be unfeeling, unnerving? Then why did I save her? I thought I didn't have a heart since the night of my impurification but now, the thought of a vampire and a human falling in love had been pasted on my mind and nothing that I did could pry my thoughts from her beautiful face. I quickly pushed the thoughts away and locked them up in the deepest darkest corner of my mind.
I could still hear her echoing screams, and the image of her pale, terrified face was smeared on the front of my vision. My palms were sweaty, in fact; I had been in a nervous state since last night… I put my hand into my jacket pocket and pulled out the hard rectangular card; it was a student ID card. It had fallen out of her purse when I saved her from her nigh death. Dawn, her name was Dawn. The face on the ID looked much younger than the girl I had saved but I could see the evident resemblance.
One question still troubled my mind though, it was like an ache in my head that wouldn't go away no matter how hard I tried not to think about it; would she love me if she knew what I was, a demon, a monster, a vampire?
I was alone, good! Everyone was out. If I looked any of them in the eye I was sure they'll see the guilt and fear that swirled and billowed in me. The only thing that troubled me more than the fact that I had violated a general clan hunt was the fact that she knew about our existence now, and only God knows how long it will be before the others found out. And killed her along with me.

Introduction:
She was the daughter of a plutocrat, an elite with multiple identities, known and respected by everyone; she was a young girl from a rich family, who was peacocky and shameless, loathed by all.
After being reborn as her, she defeated the bad man and the angelic bitch, took revenge on the bad guy who killed her, married the noblest man, got into the sweetest relationship, and stunned the world!
Reporter, "Mr. Leach, what is your favourite thing in the world?"
Benson, "Jill."
Reporter, "Mr. Leach, what do you like to do most every day?"
Benson smiled, "Sleeping with Jill in my arms at night."
Juliana: ...

At night, it was already midnight when Asher came home from dinner.
He knew that Nora would come to The Howe family today. His grandpa Howard had asked Asher to meet Nora, but he refused on the grounds of work. He was not interested in this fiancee at all, and the engagement would be broken sooner or later
After returning to the room, Asher took a bath and went to sleep.
Probably because he drank a little too much tonight, Asher didn't realize there were other women in the room until he lay down.
He was slightly stunned. In the darkness, Asher could not see the woman's face. She turned over and hugged him. The girl murmured, "Good bear, don't make any noise. Just sleep."
Asher was frozen.
The woman had a very familiar smell, the same as that person...
Probably because of the alcohol, Asher didn't move, lying down with Nora and falling asleep.

I used to be a normal werewolf living in the town, but the only mistake I made when I turned eighteen was attending the mating ritual. Who would"ve thought that I would end up bumping into the cruelest werewolf in history—Aiden Davis?! This guy was famous for his anger issues, and wouldn"t even think twice before directly killing off anyone with his fierce claws! But what was even more terrifying was that this kind of guy chose me as his mate! How could I bear to reject the proposal?! I was simply so terrified to the point of fainting! But why did this cruel monster suddenly become...sweet?

"Chloe's,Do you know that Ethan is getting married too? His wedding is on the same day as yours," Evelyn said as her grip on the steering wheel tightened.
A frozen smile appeared on the corner of Chloe's mouth in an instant. In the end, she shook her head and looked out the window.
The green light came on, and the car started moving. Evelyn looked ahead, unable to help but recall the past.
"Back in school, you two were so high-profile. Everyone said that if you two ever separated, neither of you would survive it," she slowly said. "But who would have thought that you would actually break up."
"People grow up..." Chloe lowered her eyes, her voice barely audible.
Listening to this, Evelyn didn't bring up the topic again.
On the way, Chloe opened her mouth several times, wanting to ask who Ethan was marrying, but in the end, she never uttered the question.
At the bridal shop, she went to the fitting room to try on wedding dresses, while Evelyn sat on the sofa waiting.
Suddenly, a familiar male voice echoed in her ears. "This one will do." The man's tone was casual, his deep and charming voice resonating. Evelyn's expression changed, instantly recognizing the man by his voice. The man was Ethan Blackwood!

After living in the countryside for eighteen years, Laura's real father came to her. For a moment, the upper class knew that the Taylors had an additional illegitimate daughter of a bumpkin. When she got back to her real family, everyone mocked her for not being as versatile, gentle, and considerate as her older sister.
Her father looked down upon her and warned her to keep her nose clean.
Marcus was the son of the first wife of Mr. Brown. His brothers were all hostile to him, so his aunt want to connect with the Taylors through marriage to crack Marcus down. Laura was forced to marry the sick and unfaithful man, and everyone said that they are a "perfect match".
It didn't take long for Laura's various alias to be dug out, and the members of the Taylors felt regret. All young talents were crazy about her. However, Marcus just laughed out of court and unhesitatingly declared their relationship.

The wicked mother and the homewrecker caused an accident that killed the girl's father. Because of this accident, the poor girl lost her virginity and even became homeless. A rich and noble young lady suddenly turned into a waitress working in a British restaurant. Thanks to her father's will, she still inherited 30% of the company's shares and always had a mysterious bodyguard to protect her. However, When she got everything ready and planned to go home again, her mother turned out to be giving the company to that homewrecker and letting the girl's sister inherit all the property.

In order to revenge, and find out the truth, she to be crazy married the Bryans' young mistress. The first year after marriage, he found that she was offering descendants of the master. In the second year after marriage, he found her strength, unarmed split brick. In the third year after their marriage, he discovered that she was a pianist, a secret investor, and a hacker ... In this way, he tore open her vest one by one. William Bryan felt very aggrieved, 'Wife, how many secrets do you still have?"

After her parents' abrupt absence, she assumed her life would be free of ups and downs, but one accident after another caught her off guard. But she is obstinate and will not submit to her fate. Even the apathetic president was struck by her tenacity and inadvertently fell in love with her. He was so controlling and insensitive but he always spoiled her as if she were the only one in the world in his sight. And the story between them is still long...

A high-society romance where pretense turned into reality.
Van, the heir to a top-tier fortune and a regular on the front page of the Wall Street Journal, had been mocked for being perpetually single, with even rumors swirling about his "dysfunction."
Winnie, a Hollywood superstar desperate to escape her constant barrage of scandals, encountered this billionaire worth tens of billions. To her surprise, Van presented her with an unexpected proposal:
"Pretend to date me for a year. You won't have to do anything else. I'll pay you $100 million after taxes."
She planned to laugh it off but couldn't ignore the man's chiseled features—the way his shadowed face was lit up as he casually raised an eyebrow and lit a cigarette in the glow of firelight, his voice steady and laced with danger.
She remembered their first meeting in a torrential downpour—the man reclining in a silver Maybach, eyes half-closed, exuding charm yet utterly unattainable. She also remembered later, when everyone had believed him to be unshakable and untouchable, he had appeared alone, worn and weary, at her remote desert film set, quietly asking:
"Do you really have to shoot this kiss scene?"
Behind this contract lay something far deeper than money—a fixation, a love that had turned real, or perhaps an irresistible force neither of them had recognized.
$100 million had set the stage for a high-stakes battle of love and hate that would ultimately unravel.

Many years ago, the Kingdom that was once known as Cassina that was once filled with magical creatures and beings alike. Werewolves, witches, dragons and many other creatures once lived in this Kingdom in peace until the King of Cassina fell in love with a sorceress called Karen. They got married and they had a daughter and they named her Kassandra. Kassandra was the Princess of Cassina but then one day, her mother was killed by Dragon. King Scott was furious and angered when he lost his wife and his queen and then he killed the dragon. Not only that, but the King also exiled the creatures from the Kingdom but, the Dragon priests who served and protected the dragons cursed the King that he will one day lose his daughter to the dragons. Till this day, everyone thought the dragons were gone for good until an imposter Prince came along and kidnaps Kassandra and offered her as the Dragon's bride.

Mary always had one thing in common with the leaves on the pine tree...they both moved where the wind wanted them to—adjusting her sitting position on the wooden seat, which seemed to be just in the right place at the corner of the yard far away and hidden from the judgemental eyes of the occupants of the ten-bedroom mansion. The grand splendor of the house couldn't be denied, built-in details many years back by the first lords of Scotland, the pioneers whose contributions to the growth of the nation's wealth as they established strong trade relationships with the British empire in the 1700s, conquering gold mines in the Eastern lands of the Arabic nations. The Winstons have held their own.
Mary ran her hands through her faded cotton gown, which used to be a vibrant yellow, now only a shadow of itself ...how could she have the blood of the Winstons? a soft sigh escaped her thin pale lips that looked cracked and dry. Mary knew her only redeeming feature was her big baby blue eyes, as told to her by Michael, the son of the gardener who was only ten years of age. People might find it funny that she believed a child, but there was no time she could remember Michael telling a lie. The little lad was always honest to a fault which landed him in trouble most times. At least he had his father, who was the gardener and mother, the head cook to shower him with love; she never had that.
She was born to a prostitute mother who set her eyes on the Winston heir 20 years ago, leading to her being born out of wedlock. Her mother, whose name she would instead not remember, tried to get her hands on fortune using her as a pawn, but she had bitten more than she could chew. Word was she was strangled while entertaining a customer who was relatively unknown around the area. Her death has been covered up as a suicide.
Mary never knew her mother the only memory she has of her was the hate-filled gaze that chilled her to the bone any time she stumbled upon her into the brothel home where the prostitutes stayed. Even at the young age of three, she remembered the nights out in the cold, not eating for days only to be rewarded with a slap for every tear she shed. It was a good thing they lived in a public place as other courtesans took pity on her from time to time and let her eat their scraps. Shaking her head, Mary got up from the chair as if it would shake off the terrible scars from her soul, not minding the visible scars on her body.
She walked into the garden, running her hands through the flowers, and for a while, it seemed like the perfect escape until she realized she had walked too far. The gardens had an outlet that connected to the forest. Turning back, she began to retrace her steps. It was never a good idea to be here alone.

Because of a misunderstanding, he is full of hatred towards her and torments her bitterly; while she chooses to submit because of her mother's medical bills, in the meantime, she meets another man who reaches out to her, will this misunderstanding be solved? What will happen next between her and them?

Author's Note.
This project started few months as just a fragment of different imagination worth putting together to form an epic blockbuster novel.
I spent my days jotting down random scenes, became acquainted with the characters and their unique quirks: a 18 year old kid, an amiable charming girl that goes through pain, a 18 year old kid a creepy psychopath with obsessive compulsive disorder, a 19- year old loyal daring overconfident kid.
After so many months, I thought why don't I just edit and write the story already.
Now that's what am doing, I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

The woman was lying on the bed. The soft moonlight from the window was shining on her pale face. What a sexy scene!
Christopher Loomis looked at the numb woman who was pressed down by him. He said with a mocking smile, "Isn't this what you want?"
Leslie Ward's face looked much paler than before. Her chin was suddenly pinched tightly by the man before she could say anything. This pain made her cry out.
"Have you forgotten what day it is today?" Christopher said with mockery. At the same time, the pressure on his hand got stronger again.
Her pupils contracted instantly while something was striking on her mind. Then her whole body kept trembling.
"Even the day of remembrance of your sister can be forgotten, you are really a ruthless woman, ah."Christopher said while his body was still moving through her body. It would be nice if Evelyn had not been killed by this woman.
Leslie was accustomed to hearing Christopher's taunts, but her heart still can't help but throb.
She had been married with Christopher for three years. But she loved him for more than three years. Why Christopher overlooked her, only sneered at her these years? He only loved Evelyn. Even giving her love with both hands initiatively, she would not get any concern from him.
Christopher’s voice rang in her ears again, "You went to great lengths to be married with me, even put your own sister's life on the line. Now everything is as you wish, what are you not satisfied with?"
She closed her mouth tightly without any word. She was afraid that if she opened her mouth, she would no longer be able to hold back her emotions that were about to erupt.
But her silence at this time seemed to be a provocation to Christopher. His movement became more violent and faster. Leslie finally cannot help but groan painfully.
Half an hour later, Christopher pulled out from her body and went into the bathroom. Leslie endured the pain in her body and wrapped herself up tightly with the quilt.
Christopher came out of the bathroom and saw the way she was. His heart was ignited with anger again. He said, "Leslie, don't you just want me to fuck you? Now your reaction is for what? The bitch still wants to declare herself a virgin?"
Leslie gritted her teeth. In the past, Christopher made love with her with saying nothing. Just to satisfy physical needs, and the woman can be her or someone else.
He ridiculed her like this. Only on the day of Evelyn's remembrance every year, he hated her even more.
"I'm sorry."
Christopher frowned unconsciously when he heard her tiny voice. He walked towards Leslie and lifted her quilt.
Leslie looked flustered and curled herself up into a ball. But Christopher was not ready to let her off the hook, "You make me feel sick now."
Tears could not be controlled in her eyes. Christopher did not see her abnormality because of her messy hair.
In his memory, Leslie never cried.
"Christopher Loomis, what do you want me to do?" Her voice was a little hoarse, but it did a good job in hiding her trembling voice.
Christopher looked at the wretched her from a high position, "Clean the picture frame."
That was Evelyn's photo, which Christopher regarded as a treasure.
She got up slowly and moved her feet step by step towards the photo. She found a stain on the glass of the frame. It may be rubbed on accidentally. Did Christopher’s anger just for this?
She looked upward subconsciously, but hit Christopher’s obscure eyes. "On the first day you lived in this house, I said that you needed to do nothing but wiping the picture every day. It must be stainless."
Leslie's hands with the frame shocked and almost dropped the frame. Christopher's heart was filled with anger suddenly. There was a tinge of shade in his voice, "If the frame in your hands is broken, then you will take your life to pay for it!"
"My life in your mind is not as important as a picture frame?" Leslie asked with a shudder. It seemed like her heart was torn into pieces, painful even unable to breathe.
"Leslie, you are worthless in my mind." The unforgiving words made Leslie collapse completely. Tears kept flowing down from her face. She turned up her voice suddenly, looking straight at Christopher and said "For these years, you put all your heart in this photo, not willing to share your heart even a little bit with me?"
This was the first time he saw Leslie's tears. He was astonished just for a second. He took two steps forward to look at Leslie with his brooding eyes. Then he still said mercilessly, "Leslie, I did not love you before, and would not love you in the future."

"Lexy, stop!"
The woman wiped her eyes bitterly. She walks out of the building and walks to her car near the entrance.
Opening the car door, she ignored the shouts of the man who just walk out of the building in large strides.
"Lexy!" The man roared before gripping his hair in frustration.
"Brett..." A small voice called out coquettishly.
Brett turned around and looked at the woman in front of him in anger and disgust. His cold eyes were wide open, and his lips were curled upside down in disgust. He looked at the woman with killing intent in his eyes. His eyes flash red for a second before he gritted his teeth and turn his head around. Looking anywhere but her.
He clenched and unclenched his fist, trying to calm himself down from exploding.
A few moments after, "Scram." he said before walking to his red Audi car without looking back at the woman who stood frozen at the entrance of the Night Hotel.
Avilla gritted her teeth as she watched Brett's car disappear from her sight. But, upon recalling Lexy's reaction when she saw them just now, a sinister smile appeared on her face.
"Brett is mine. Trash would only be trash." her eyes turned vicious as she looks at the dark sky.

In their 6-year marriage, Nora never succeeded in making Austin fall in love with her. Upon learning of her stage-IV cancer, she only begged for ten months. "After ten months, I will divorce you. Please, don't hate me." "What game are you playing?" "I'm tired and want to be free." Childhood sweethearts grew old as time passed. Nora loved Austin for 13 years, while Austin gave all his love to someone else. Austin decided to divorce Nora, who was suffering great pain from illness. "Austin, can you wait a little longer?" "Nora, don't love me anymore." In Austin's world, Nora was a restraint, but losing her felt like losing his heart. When all memories surfaced, Austin woke up and realized that the person he loved was always Nora. Nora died during surgery on the operating table, leaving behind their child. "I'm tired; I can't love you anymore. In the next life, let's not meet again. We forgive each other. From now on, we owe each other nothing!" Austin regretted not realizing it sooner and closed off his heart, living each day as if it were the last until one day. "Sir, I am Hannah, not Nora."

Loving my boyfriend's best friend was one of the greatest feelings I had always wanted to get rid of. Harry never looked at me the way Shawn did but as a sister and a friend. So I decided to stick to that but every time I look at him, I'm unable to control these feelings I have for him. I know it's wrong to have these feelings for him but honestly he was the first boy I would ever loved. Shawn was second. I thought Harry leaving for England will help matters but now he's back and I know the worst is bound to happen.

Aviva~~~
I sat on the ground looking at the sight in front of me.
I cried again and again.
"Why did you leave us?"I screamed to the top of my lungs.
" why us" I screamed a gain this time my lungs felt painful but not compared to my heart.
" why did you have to leave us?"I said in lower tone this time lowering my head and looking down at the grave.
I just couldn't understand life or was it fate?
It took from us the most loved person.
"Why did you have to leave us miserable with no support dad?" I said looking down at his grave.
The grave I was sitting at the moment hopping that my dad could comeback and live happy with us like how we used to be.
Hoping that at least my dad could come and take me to where he went up there
Hoping that when I go back home everything could go back to where they were before my dad died.

"Mr. Barrett, this was from your ex-wife, saying she wished you a happy wedding!"
The assistant, Jacob, whose expression was a bit solemn, silently handed over the package.
He opened the package, which contained three documents:
The first one was a consent form for the donation of corneas and kidneys;
The second was a report from Washington Hospital on advanced brain cancer;
The third again was a pregnancy test issued by a Washington hospital.
He shuddered as he turned the last page of the document, all the signatures were hers...
"I'll sign the divorce papers, but I need you to promise me three things."
"First, will you smile at me? A real smile."
Andrew Barrett's slightly impatient face froze abruptly, and Jacob froze as well.
"Second, call me 'sweetie' or 'honey', like a husband to a wife."
Jacob had never seen such a simple request before, and at the same time, his heart overflowed with sourness because it was too simple, yet the man she was asking said coldly and stiffly:
"I can't."
Harper Flynn was at peace with herself because Andrew had let her down too many times, so even if she could not get whatever she wanted from him, she could also easily give up.
"Third, let me hug you. Then, I'll sign right away."
Harper reached out her hand, but the man's body remained tightly shut, standing there like a log.
At that moment, Jacob answered a phone call and his eyes lit up.
"Mr. Barrett, Dr. Chambers said that your cornea transplant is ahead of schedule and can be done at the same time as Ms. Wang's kidney transplant."
Within a short time, the three of them entered three separate adjoining operating rooms.
Harper lay on a cold operating table, with her hands resting on her abdomen, her eyes gently closed.
Baby, mommy wanted to hold out for you, but mommy was useless and couldn't hold out until you were born.
Her brain tumor was malignant, with a low success rate for surgery, and she once thought rather than die on the operating table, she'd rather be in pain and opt for conservative treatment. At least this way, she could still spend more time with Andrew.
But now, she was tired, so she'd have to take the baby with her.
At the same time, the red light came on in all three operating rooms.
In the door in the center, doctors removed fresh kidneys and corneas in vessels and stepped into the left and right door.
Jacob, who was waiting outside, watched in horror. Didn't Harper only donate kidneys?
Why would any doctor still come out holding a clear cornea and then walk into that operating room of Mr. Barrett's?!
Did...
Suddenly, from the center operating room came the doctor's panicked yell, "No! Cardiac arrest, how did this happen?"
Jacob was sweating profusely, his legs went limp, and he fell to the ground, muttering: "Mr. Barrett, you'll regret it, you'll definitely regret it..."
A month later, Andrew, who had regained his sight, did not see Harper show up.
He took out his phone and finally dialed the number.
It took a long time for the other side to answer. Andrew was a little impatient and spoke sharply: "Harper, hurry over and take your stuff away. It's taking up space!"
There was an "uh-huh" and a hang-up.
How long it took, he didn't know, but there was the sound of a door being pushed behind him.
"Mr. Barrett, I've come to pack up Harper's belongings for her."
The visitor was holding a picture frame in his arms, and the person in the black and white photo was clearly Harper!

She felt that he was upset so she walked over to him, but didn’t know what to do.
Jack took out the stuff inside the document folder and put it in front of Stephanie. He read, "I have asked someone to check. The baby in your belly…”
He paused on purpose and looked at her meaningfully. Catching a flash of joy in her eyes, he sneered in his heart but maintained his poker face.
"The baby’s father is Steve. DNA Comparison shows 99% match.” He finished his sentence.
The face in front of him turned pale gradually. Stephanie lifted her head and laughed as if just heard a joke. "This is impossible. I didn’t…”
Jack interrupted her without any hesitation and explained indifferently, "Oh, yes. I kept his sperm and arranged an operation for you.”
"No…That’s not possible.” She lost her voice and covered her belly with her hands. Jack, however, didn’t waver and tossed the document to her.
Stephanie took the document with her trembling hands. She examined the data carefully, trying to prove it’s fake.
After a while, she raised her head and looked at him in a forced smile. "It…it’s all fake, right? Tell me this is a joke, please…I know, this… ”
Jack remained indifferent. He looked at her mercilessly and said, "You owe him a life. The baby is the compensation.”

Rita Anderson walked smartly into the office building dressed in a grey skirt over a light blue chiffon blouse. Her jet black hair swished about as she responded to greetings from her staffs. She was the cynosure of all eyes, a typical example of beauty with brains. Not only did she come out with distinctions in school, she was also the best graduating student among her peers.
Rita was the daughter of one of Spain's most richest men, Lawrence Anderson. Lawrence was the chairman of the Anderson's group, a conglomerate that dealt with general merchandise and the beautiful Rita was a board member and also the current President.
At only twenty six years of age, Lawrence began his empire with a little income lent to him by one of his business associates. Steadily, he grew to become a force to reckon with in the business world. He was the ruler of an empire larger and more powerful than most countries.
He had no title or official position but was simply known as a business tycoon. He was one of the ten most wealthiest men in the world and his status was legendary. He could also boast of many assets he acquired over the years which includes large fleet of cargo ships, an airline, gold mines and newspaper agencies.

On the eve of my engagement, I dumped the far-famed alphaking, Jamal, and ran away with another man.I've been blaming myself for his memory loss until he almost killed me in the Deep Forest.After I found out that Jamal's memory loss wasn't real, he panicked.He forced me to watch him make out with another woman.I was sick and he had security kick me out."Stop it, Heaven, amnesia is a leftover trick I play."
Until I passed out in front of him.Until he learned the truth about my departure.

Three years ago, the man I deeply loved, Nathan Miller, died in a car accident.
Since then, I felt like everything in my life had lost its meaning, except for the role of a substitute, which gave me a reason to live.
Ryan was a financial tycoon, and he deeply loved his ex-girlfriend.
I once peeked at the photo of his ex. She looked like an angel, with an unparalleled charm. Ryan started to chase me when he first saw me. Because I bore sixty percent resemblance to his ex.

The Sunlight shone upon her tired face. She opened her eyes wearily and felt weak and tired. The sun rays poured into her eyes, and she shut them quickly.
Gradually she opened her eyes gently and allowed it to adjust to the light in her surroundings. Where is she?
She raised herself to a sitting position and tried remembering what happened. She lifted the quilt and was surprised when she found herself naked. What happened to her? Why is she here? When did she pull off her dress?
She remembered vaguely that Tiana had helped her into a room last night. She didn't remember anything else besides…
Ah! Someone had taken advantage of her, she'd been raped! She lifted the quilt again and checked herself.
The hickey, the blood stain and the pain of being torn only proved that she had been taken.
She is married and there is no way she can excuse herself or explain to Lu Jingli that she had lost her first time to someone else.
She stood up quickly, picked up her dress on the floor and dashed into the bathroom. Just then Lu Jingli walked in with his mother and Tiana.
"That's right, she had really been taken. Take the photos of the blood stain bedspread and let's leave" That's Lu Cherry.
She's Lu Jingli's mother. 'I have enough reason to divorce her and be married to the love of my life" Lu Jingli chimed and held Tiana close to his heated body and kissed her.
"Easy my love. We will be married soon and I will become yours fully. My sister has been pushed out of the way" Tiana Mo said, sounding really excited.
Theresa Mo heard their words and couldn't believe her ears. Her husband and sister connived together against her?
She waited until the sound of the footsteps had gone far before she walked out of the bathroom with her dress on. She hurried her steps and walked away.
Hardly had Theresa Mo left when Pascal Lee got into the room. He checked through and didn't see anyone.
"Hello boss, the woman is gone. But I will show you the proof of her innocence" Pascal Lee said and took photos of the blood stain on the bed.

With abashed steps, she walked into the living room, already grunting before her mother started ranting. Ummah examined her from head to toe before she scoffed as she shook her head in disbelief. What sort of stubborn child does she have? Among her four daughters, Hidayah was the only one giving her a tough time. And she always questioned herself for making Hidayah her favourite child at the same time treating them with equal love.
Hidayah pretended as if no one was in the living room and started walking towards the stairs. 'Hidayah come back here!" Ummah instructed her. Hidayah hesitated before she halted and slowly turned to look at Ummah. 'I called your friend, Yasmeen and she told me you guys were done with your exams for the day since 12 noon. Now look at the time."
Hidayah swallowed the anger and heaved a sigh. She needn't to be on her mother's bad side that night. At least for the sake of Adam and the party they were going to attend tonight. 'Something came up and I had to stay in school and tackle it." Without waiting to hear more of her mother's rants, she walks off to her room.
Ummah looked at her retreating back and shook her head. She believed it was a trial and she would surely pass it.