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The CEO’s Regret: You made me your lie, I become your Loss

Amara Piers is living the dream everyone double-taps on Instagram. For ten years, Sebastian Creed hasn’t just been her husband; he’s been her entire world. As the charismatic CEO of a global empire, Sebastian is the man who has everything, yet he acts as if Amara is his only prize. The handwritten morning notes, the spontaneous anniversary trips to Paris, the way he looks at her as if she’s the only woman in the room—it was the "perfect" marriage. Or so she thought. The facade doesn’t crack; it shatters. On a mundane Thursday morning, a stranger delivers a sentence that turns Amara’s fairy tale into a psychological horror story: “Ma’am, I’m sorry... but your marriage certificate and your child’s adoption papers are both fake.” In one heartbeat, Amara realizes she isn’t a wife, and she might not legally be a mother. The man she worshipped hasn’t just been keeping secrets; he’s been orchestrating a decade-long performance. As the walls of her high-end life close in, Amara must face a terrifying reality: Sebastian Creed didn't marry her because he loved her. He "captured" her. Now, the woman who was once his greatest treasure is becoming his greatest threat. To reclaim her life and walk away from her husband's child, Amara must disappear from a man who has the resources to find anyone, anywhere. But how do you run from a man who knows your every thought before you even think it? She was the woman he claimed to love. Now, she’s the one woman he can’t be allowed to keep.
Marianne_2020 · 1m Views

Billionaires' Regret: My Ex's Nemesis Fathering My Triplets

[Mature Content R18+] [Slow-Burn Dark Romance] Two days before my wedding, my fiancé told me he would marry my twin sister, because it was her dying wish. My family, his family, everyone dear to me, turned me into a villain for being defiant. The decision was final. The bride had changed. They forced me into a golden cage, waiting for my turn to be another substitute. Then he came. The man who should have been my enemy offered his hand. Led us into one wild night. "Be my wife. Six years. Let's have a contract for exactly that long." "You lost your mind. You promised-" "And I'll give you five years. You can be free. Do whatever you want with the Kingston name. I promised that." "Wh... what?" "But you must promise me, you will be back, and let's live like we burn for each other in that last year." "Rafael... what are you planning to?" "Get things back to their right place." I was tired of being anyone's pawn. So, I play my own game. Five years later, I am back. Revenge is an understatement. The price for my suffering is due. My children keep asking for their father. They'll meet him soon, but there's a problem:  I’m not sure who the real father is. "Viona... I never stop loving you. Tell me they are my flesh, right? I want you back. I want us back." My ex-fiancé shamelessly pleaded before me. "They are mine. The four of them are mine." And there he was, my contracted husband declared with a glare that was ready to burn the whole society down. This should be a simple game of power. But love always meddles between the players. ====== Author's Note: This Novel is a character-driven plot with slow-burn smut. Every character has their own motivation and is layered. Every choice has no easy way out. If you enjoy slow burn, this might be to your liking. Please read all the free chapters before you decide to continue or not. Thank you for giving this story a chance.
DP_RINN · 237k Views

Mad Engagement

Everyone said Jett Westgate was insane. The most powerful magnate of Aethelgard, insisting on forcibly marrying Veridia's esteemed socialite, Annelise Valentine. Unexpectedly, the two had a major falling out on the day of their engagement party. He sneered, "The pinnacle of heiresses? Hah, besides splurging your family's money, what else can you do?" She turned and sank his limited-edition supercar into the Azure River, "I can teach you a lesson." And so, the daily life of high society became a spectacle of watching two lunatics in an epic showdown. He sabotaged her romantic prospects; she ruined his business deals. He gifted a mansion to a female companion; she chartered a yacht filled with male models. A back-and-forth battle, filled with hidden daggers and flashing swords. Yet, their engagement remained as stable as Mount Tai, becoming the year's greatest unsolved mystery. What was even more thrilling was that everyone in their circle knew— Annelise Valentine's childhood sweetheart, Zane Patterson, had loved her for fifteen years, a widely acknowledged tale of unfulfilled love in their circle. Everyone was betting that Annelise Valentine would eventually break off the engagement for Zane Patterson; this forced union wouldn't last. But Jett Westgate refused to accept his fate. Late at night, he smashed open her door, pinned her against the wall, and kissed her fiercely: "Admit it. You can't marry him, and you can't escape me." In the throes of their desperate passion, he nibbled her earlobe and warned in a hoarse voice: "In this lifetime, the only one who can make you cry... is me." Later, the once impossibly arrogant Crown Prince shoved a gun into her hand, pressed the muzzle against his own heart, and when he looked up, his eyes were bloodshot: "Baby, shoot me if you want, I'll even let you play me to death, I just beg you not to leave me."
Zhao Lanqiao · 182.8k Views