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My Contract Marriage with my Narcissist Boss

Kang Hye-rin thought she’d buried her past — especially the memory of Lee Joon-hyuk, the boy who once humiliated her in front of their entire school. But fate has a cruel sense of humor. Years later, he’s her boss — colder, sharper, and infuriatingly handsome in a suit that probably costs more than her rent. And just when she’s finally learned how to avoid him, he makes an offer that flips her world upside down. A contract marriage. ₩150 million now, ₩200 million after one year. No emotions. No strings. Just business. For Joon-hyuk, it’s the perfect way to protect his company and calm the board’s demands for a “stable” image. For Hye-rin, it’s the only way to save her family’s restaurant and pay off the debt her father took after her brother’s accident. But living under the same roof with a man she once hated — a man whose slightest glance still makes her heart stutter — turns out to be harder than she ever imagined. Every argument sparks, every silence hums, and every accidental touch blurs the line between pretending and feeling. He’s arrogant, jealous, and dangerously charming. She’s stubborn, proud, and one heartbeat away from falling again. And somewhere between the lies, laughter, and late-night standoffs… their fake marriage starts to feel a little too real. Because sometimes, love doesn’t knock — it barges back in wearing a perfect suit and an infuriating smirk. Contemporary romance, Ceo, enemies-to-lovers, Korean setting, handsome male lead, strong female lead, slow burn, love triangle.
VolaxPen · 43.8k Views

Marked by the Alpha Boss [BL]

Steam clung to the mirror, fogging up the glass as Seo-jun braced both hands on the sink, trembling. Sweat slicked his skin, the room spinning with heat not caused by the shower. His body was betraying him—again. He didn’t hear the door open until Min-jae’s voice sliced through the haze. Min-jae: "You’re not answering me. What the hell’s going on with you, Seo-jun?" Seo-jun flinched. Seo-jun: "I—I said I’m fine. Just let me—" Min-jae: "Bullshit." He grabbed the fogged-up glass door and yanked it open, eyes narrowing as his gaze fell on Seo-jun’s flushed face, his shaking legs, the way his towel clung too tightly to damp skin. Min-jae: "You’re burning up. Are you out of blockers?" Before Seo-jun could answer, a heavier presence entered the room behind Min-jae. Do-hyun: "…Seo-jun?" His tone was low, more careful, but there was tension in it—something dangerous. Seo-jun tried to straighten, failed. He clutched the sink harder. Seo-jun: "D-Don’t come closer. I can’t… I can’t think—" Do-hyun’s eyes darkened instantly. Do-hyun: "Shit. He’s in heat." Min-jae: (voice like steel) "And we’re both in rut." Seo-jun’s breath hitched. His scent was thick in the air now—sweet, addictive, like something forbidden. Seo-jun: "Leave. Please—just leave. Before I—" Do-hyun: (stepping closer, voice rough and low) "You think we’re just gonna walk out and leave you like this? When you can barely stand? When your body’s screaming for us?" Min-jae: "You should’ve told us." Seo-jun: (softly, voice breaking) "I didn’t want you to see me like this…" Do-hyun: "We’ve already seen you on your knees in the boardroom, pretty boy." He smirked, eyes hungry. "You think this is worse?" Min-jae: (stepping in, firm grip closing around Seo-jun’s wrist) "Stop pretending. You’re ours." Seo-jun’s lips parted, a shiver wrecking through him as he whispered: Seo-jun: "Min-jae…" Do-hyun: "Tell us to stop. Right now. Say it, and we will." Silence. Just Seo-jun’s shallow, ragged breaths. The soft, desperate sound of a whimper tore from his throat as he squeezed his eyes shut. Seo-jun: "…I can’t." Min-jae: (leaning in, his breath against Seo-jun’s neck) "Good. Then let us take care of you." Do-hyun: "Together." He closed the distance, his hand slipping behind Seo-jun’s neck, grounding him. The towel fell to the floor with a soft, wet sound. Two bodies closed in, all heat and need. Seo-jun gasped as Do-hyun’s mouth found his collarbone while Min-jae pressed against his back, a low growl rumbling in his throat. Min-jae: "We’ll make you feel so good, baby. You won’t even remember the pain." Do-hyun: "Just focus on us. Let it all go." The last thing Seo-jun thought before everything blurred into heat and surrender was how wrong it should be… and how right it felt to finally fall apart in their arms.
Noor_8874 · 203.6k Views

Mio Possession. "Owned by Obsession"

"The more you run, the deeper I sink into the madness of needing you, My Rose." The blade sank in with ease. Blood splattered across the floor, warm on his skin, yet his deep laughter filled the room. His fingers were covered in bloodstains, adrenaline coursing through his veins as he brought the rose to his nose, closing his eye as he deeply inhaled, as if trying to draw every essence of her "Vanilla&Roses". "Oh, my sweetheart", he whispered, voice coated in something sinful."My love, My Madness'' His lashes fluttered as he drew in another breath. "You haunt me, Ella. In my veins. In my sleep. And every time I try to forget you, I end up crawling back to you. My only salvation,My only addiction, only mine." A year ago~ Blood soaked through his shirt. He was losing too much, too fast. And yet, all he could see was her trembling hands on his chest, pressing hard, her breath ragged as she held him upright. She pinned him against the wall to stop the bleeding. He could barely stand. His mask was on, but his eyes met her deep, wild, wanting. “Why are you helping me?” he rasped. She didn't answer with words; she just looked at him, as if he weren't a monster, and that was just the start of his unraveling. Since then, Sylus has returned to her, watching her. Craving her. Getting entangled in each other's worlds. She doesn't remember that night, or maybe she does? She became the only thing he wanted. The only thing he couldn’t have. Now she stands beside Asher, the man who thinks he can protect her. The man who touches what doesn’t belong to him. But " Sylus has seen every shade of Ella . The soft.The defiant. The ambitious, and each version pulled him deeper and deeper into his obsession for her" "My Ella. Eres mia," you belong to me." I let you loose just for a while, and now the hunt begins, sweetheart. There is no running from me." The story has just begun. An obsessive love triangle, tangled in secrets and desire. Where will it end? Who will claim her heart… or her soul? What is Asher hiding beneath his perfect smile? And what storm swept everything away, rewriting fates? The past is bleeding into the present. And this time, running isn’t enough.But the past never stays buried. Not when love turns to obsession. Not when two men are willing to burn the world for her.
KIM_ANGEL · 20.1k Views

The CEO's Secret Wife (Secretary by day, Wife by night)

By day, I'm his flawless secretary. By night, I'm his secret wife in a cold, contract marriage. And after two years of invisible love, I've finally decided to walk away. CEO Liam Black is a demon in a tailored suit—ruthless, emotionally frozen, and my boss. For four years, I’ve been his most loyal secretary. For two of those, I’ve been his secret wife, bound by a contract to save my family and secure his inheritance. He sleeps in his bed; I sleep in mine. He parades models on his arm; I schedule their dates. I promised to leave after one year, with no strings attached. But when the contract ended, he tore up the papers. "You're not going anywhere," he growled, his eyes dark with a possession he'd never shown before. I thought his refusal was the ultimate power play. I was wrong. The car crash that nearly took his life changed everything. Rushing to the hospital, I declared myself his wife, only to be met with the scorn of his powerful family and his gorgeous, arranged fiancée. They called me a delusional, pathetic secretary. But then they saw his phone. The locked screen wasn't a business chart or a supermodel. It was a candid, tender photo of me, asleep in our penthouse—a secret he kept from the world, and from me. That's when I discovered my cold, contract husband had one hidden weakness: his obsession with the wife he pretended didn't exist. Now, he's woken up with amnesia. He remembers his company, his family, even his fiancée. But he has forgotten our two years of marriage, our secret nights, and the love I so foolishly gave him. To him, I'm just his secretary again. And he's making me pay for the "sin" of loving him. He thinks he can erase us. He thinks I'll break. But the meek secretary he married is gone. In her place is a woman who knows his deepest secret: that his heart, for all its coldness, beats only for her. And I will make him remember—even if it destroys us both.
Bella_Beren · 25.3k Views

Billioniare Forgotten Surrogate

She forgot him. He remembered everything. And he's not letting her go again. Three years ago, Elara Hart was desperate—her mother was dying, and she had no money for treatment. So when cold, ruthless billionaire Kairos Vance offered her $2 million to be his surrogate, she signed her life away. The contract was clear: carry his child, sign away all rights, disappear forever. But Elara made a fatal mistake. She fell in love with him. And Kairos? He threw her away the moment their son was born, choosing his family's approval over the woman who'd given him everything. Heartbroken and determined to fight for custody, Elara drove into a rainstorm—and straight into a nightmare. The "accident" wasn't random. It was arranged. And when she woke up three weeks later, she couldn't remember her own name, let alone the man who'd destroyed her. Now, three years later, she walks back into his life. As a stranger. Desperate and obsessed, Kairos makes a split-second decision that will change everything: he tells her she's his wife. That they were madly in love. That their son Leo is the product of their marriage, not a cold transaction. She believes him. And Kairos finally has a second chance to do everything right. But secrets don't stay buried. As Elara's memories begin to surface—fragmented images of contracts, cold hospital rooms, and his cruel rejection—she starts to realize the man she's falling for is the same man who once broke her. When the truth explodes, Elara must decide: can she forgive the unforgivable? Or will she take everything from him the way he once took everything from her? A story of lies, possession, redemption, and a love so twisted it might just destroy them both... or save them.
DaoistpuyfCC · 16.7k Views

Scared To Get Attached

This is an Urban College Epic of Lesbian Fire, Triadic Temptation, and City-Shaking Legacy In the neon-veined megacity of Vireo, two sophomore roommates ignite a forbidden spark that threatens to burn everything they know. Elara Quinn, a sharp-tongued photography major who hides her abandonment scars behind a vintage Leica, shares a cramped dorm with Nova Reyes, a disciplined urban-planning prodigy whose panic attacks lurk beneath her perfect facade. What begins as stolen glances and midnight confessions explodes into a passionate, secret romance laced with rooftop kisses, shower-stall trysts, and underground adventures through abandoned subways and queer speakeasies. As their love deepens into promise rings, viral art, and a handfasting ceremony on a sunrise platform, the city itself becomes their playground and battleground. They race bikes across skyline bridges, tag trains with intertwined initials, and fight corrupt campus politics side by side. Yet perfection fractures when Kael Draven, a charismatic senior architecture heir with pansexual fluidity and a ruthless empire at his back, steps into their orbit. His internship offer to Nova plants the first seed of doubt, and a Milan summit photo of his hand on her waist shatters Elara's trust. What follows is a blistering love triangle that escalates into war: hate-fueled hookups, gala heists, assassination attempts in Vireo tunnels, and a takedown of Kael's tyrannical father. Betrayal yields to redemption as the trio forges an ethical non-monogamy contract, rebuilding queer shelters amid arson and gunfire. Domestic bliss arrives with twins Luna and Orion, whose birth via donor and Kael's bloodline sparks custody battles, global pride tours, and a floating utopian habitat. Spanning dorm sparks to mayoral triumphs, from postpartum art exhibits to sky-bridge showdowns, *Scared to Get Attached* delivers relentless seduction, explicit intimacy across pairings, high-octane action, and profound emotional stakes. Will Elara's fear of loss destroy the family they build, or will Nova's vision and Kael's ambition cement a legacy that redefines love in a vertical world? This saga of vulnerability, polyamorous evolution, and intergenerational fire hooks readers with every pulse-pounding chapter, promising smut, suspense, and soul-deep romance that spans generations.
mort_bless · 8.3k Views