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Ditch the Billionaire, Own My Better Life!
Ditch the Billionaire, Own My Better Life!
Hazel Foster had been married with Rayan Kingston for three years. Even though Hazel knows that Rayan had only married her because her face looked like his dead girlfriend Evleyn Hamper, she still tried her best to maintain her marriage, because she loved him and believed that maybe one day he also fall in love with her. However, one day Rayan's ex-girlfriend sister's Oliver Hamper kidnapped Hazel and she almost lost her life, but her so-called husband didn't even come to visit at hospital even once, but asked his assistant Simon to warn Hazel not to cause trouble for him. Hearing assistant's words, Hazel heart turned cold. Just then her phone buzzed. Olivia had posted a new photo on Instagram. In the picture, Rayan was carrying her upstairs in his arms—like a scene from some romantic movie. You couldn’t see his face, only his back, but Hazel knew that silhouette anywhere. After three years of marriage, she could recognize him by the way his shoulders moved. That was her husband. The man she’d once believed was hers. The caption read: “Twisted my ankle, and someone insisted on carrying me.” Below, the comments flooded in: “So sweet!” “Couple goals!” “Perfect together!” Hazel’s hands trembled. Tears stung her eyes. While she’d been fighting for her life, her husband had been playing lover to another woman. She wiped her tears away quickly. He wasn’t worth it. Not a single drop. Without hesitation, she called her friend. She didn’t explain much—just asked her to prepare divorce papers. She realized that it was time for her to leave this so-called marriage. ***** At the courthouse. Hazel held the divorce certificate and left with her held high. Rayan looked at her back, and sneered, thinking she will certainly regret it and come to him soon. However, what he didn't know was that the one who was going to regret was not her, but him.
Billionaire
Revenge in a Wedding Gown
Revenge in a Wedding Gown
Chloe Bradshaw had been married to Liam Thompson for three years, only to discover on their anniversary that their marriage certificate was fake... The real Mrs. Thompson turned out to be her best friend! For three years, Liam and the entire Thompson family had deceived her like she was a fool. All because she couldn’t bear children after a car accident damaged her uterus. Yet the reason she’d suffered such severe injuries in the first place was saving Liam’s life! **Liam Thompson:** "I love you—I just wanted a child!" **Melanie Harper:** "I never meant to ruin your relationship... I just wanted to be part of it!" **Chloe Bradshaw:** "You’re out of your damn minds!" If they thought this was amusing, she’d play along—and make sure they regretted it. Stealing her projects? Fine. She’d marry the heir of a business empire and become the client herself. Denying her a wedding? No problem. His family would offer billions as a dowry, and their ceremony would be the talk of the city. Mocking her infertility? Just wait. She’d make them eat their words. She gave birth to twins, smiling as she watched them seethe with envy. ... News of the young master's marriage spread like wildfire, yet everyone pitied the bride. The entire social circle knew the heir had a white moonlight—his unrequited first love. Though she had already married another, he remained hopelessly devoted. Rumors swirled that he had attempted suicide in despair on her wedding day. Some even claimed to have seen him weeping uncontrollably while rewatching her films. When Chloe Bradshaw delivered their babies and resolved to step aside for his happiness, the young master clutched her desperately, pleading innocence. "Who’s spreading these lies? Sweetheart, you’ve got to believe me!"
Billionaire
Claimed by my Brother's Best Friends
Claimed by my Brother's Best Friends
"What's wrong, kitten? Am I getting you riled up?" he asks teasingly. I turn away from him, hoping he won't see how much he's pissing me off.  He knows I hate that fucking nickname, but he hasn't stopped calling me that since we were little. "I told you to stop calling me that," I murmur, trying to keep my voice steady. "And I told you that I would never stop calling you that." I grind my molars, feeling my frustration rise. "You're such a dick. Why is that my nickname anyway?" "Because you always have your claws out, but when it's time to scratch and bite, you're practically harmless." A bitter laugh bubbles out of me as I turn back to him. "Fuck you. I could claw your damn eyes if I wanted to." "Sure, you can, Kitten," he says again, grinning just to piss me off more. "But just in case those claws don't sink deep enough, keep in mind that you can always call on me, Niko, and Mace if you're in trouble." Why does he keep saying that? I don't need them, I never have. Not even when my dad was murdered. I never let anyone see me cry and wiped my own tears in private. Just like Daddy would have wanted from his tough girl.  "He's right, sweet girl. You can call us if you ever need us," Nikolai adds, emerging from the house and joining us. Mace appears right behind him.  Oh, great. Here are all three dumbasses.  ***** TW: ABUSE, VIOLENCE, DARK ROMANCE, DADDY KINK. THERE WILL BE MM, MF, and MFMM sex At twenty-three, Alyssa Bennett returns to her small hometown, fleeing her abusive husband with their seven-month-old daughter, Zuri. Unable to contact her brother, she reluctantly turns to his asshole best friends for help-despite their history of tormenting her. King, the enforcer of her brother's motorcycle gang, the Crimson Reapers, is intent on breaking her. Nikolai aims to claim her for himself, and Mason, ever the follower, is just glad to be part of the action. As Alyssa navigates the dangerous dynamics of her brother's friends, she must find a way to protect herself and Zuri, all while discovering dark secrets that could change everything.
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