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Princess Liora Ashenbane has always been invisible—the forgotten middle child of Valeria's royal family, overlooked and underestimated. Her quiet life shatters when she wakes up in a golden cage, eight hundred miles from home, with no memory of how she got there. She's been sold. Drugged by her own family and delivered to Alpha King Thessian Nightfang as part of a treaty between humans and werewolves. But this is no political marriage—it's a death sentence. Three months ago, Thessian's mate and Luna, Aria, was murdered in a brutal attack on a werewolf settlement. Fifty-three of his people were slaughtered, including women and children. Security footage shows the massacre was led by someone with Liora's face. Her own father provided the evidence and signed her over as payment for the crime. Thessian doesn't want a bride. He wants vengeance. And he has three weeks until the full moon to break her, torture her, and make her pay for every drop of blood spilled. But Liora knows the truth—she's innocent. She's never left the palace, never held a weapon, never killed anyone. Someone with her face committed those murders, and she has three weeks to prove it before Thessian rips her throat out. Trapped in enemy territory with no allies, no power, and a pack of werewolves who want her dead, Liora must transform from a sheltered princess into a survivor. She must uncover who really killed Aria Nightfang, expose the conspiracy that framed her, and somehow convince the Alpha King who hates her that she's not his enemy. But as she fights for her life and digs deeper into the truth, Liora discovers that the attack on Thessian's pack is part of something far more sinister—a plot that threatens both humans and werewolves alike. And the only person who can help her stop it is the same man who's sworn to kill her. In a world where trust is a luxury and every moment could be her last, Liora must find strength she never knew she had. Because survival isn't enough—she needs to uncover the truth, clear her name, and maybe, just maybe, heal the broken heart of the Alpha King who sees her as his enemy. But first, she has to survive the torture. The pain. The hatred. And three weeks of hell in a golden cage. Weak to strong. Enemies to lovers. A princess who must become a warrior. An Alpha King consumed by grief and rage. And a truth that could destroy them both—or save two worlds from war.

Elara Thorne was the Luminous Council's perfect weapon—a spy trained since childhood to infiltrate, seduce, and destroy their greatest enemy: the Dark Lord Cassian Nyx. They told her he was a monster who slaughtered thousands, a tyrant who feasted on suffering. They promised her freedom and redemption if she could get close enough to kill him. But when Elara arrives at the obsidian castle disguised as a scholarly assistant, she doesn't find the monster from the stories. Instead, she discovers a lonely, brilliant man who spends his nights reading ancient texts, carefully tending a garden of night-blooming flowers, and ruling his dark kingdom with unexpected gentleness. The more time she spends in his cold halls, the more warmth she brings—and the more she realizes the Council's version of history might be a carefully constructed lie. Now, torn between her mission and her growing feelings, Elara must decide: complete her assassination and return to the people who raised her, or commit the most dangerous rebellion of all—loving the enemy and uncovering the truth that could shatter everything she's ever believed.

I was Queen Elara of Luminveil—beloved by my people, protector of ancient magic, keeper of the sacred throne. Until the night King Cassian Thorne's armies tore through our gates like wildfire through paper. They stripped me of my crown, slaughtered my guard, and reduced my kingdom to ash and submission. Now I'm a trophy in his fortress—a symbol of his conquest, paraded before his court as proof that even the untouchable can fall. Cassian believes breaking me will cement his rule over both our kingdoms. He thinks keeping me close will prevent rebellion. He's wrong on both counts. Because something is waking inside me—something ancient and furious that my royal bloodline suppressed for generations. The more he tries to cage me, the more this wild magic responds, reshaping his kingdom from the shadows, turning his own people's whispers into weapons. But here's the problem: my captor isn't the monster I expected. Beneath his ruthless conqueror's mask is a man forged by betrayal, haunted by losses I'm only beginning to understand. And the closer we're forced together, the more dangerous this becomes—not because he might break me, but because I might actually fall for the enemy who destroyed everything I loved. The kingdom thinks I'm his prize. They have no idea I'm becoming his reckoning. And neither does he.

For eighteen years, Mira Chen believed she was nobody special—just an ordinary girl working at her aunt's flower shop, caring for stray cats, and talking to her plants like they were friends. Then on her eighteenth birthday, everything changed. The scarred alley cat she'd been feeding for months transformed into a devastatingly beautiful man with amber eyes. Her whispering potted plant revealed itself as a guardian spirit. And the mysterious customer who'd been buying roses every week? He's Kael Ashford, the feared leader of the Shadow Court—a supernatural enforcer hunting for the lost heir to a power that could reshape both human and magical worlds. The heir he's hunting is Mira herself. Stolen as an infant and hidden in the human world, Mira is the last descendant of the Memory Weavers—beings who can rewrite reality itself through forgotten stories and lost memories. Her adoptive aunt has kept her sealed away to protect her from those who murdered her parents, but now the seal is breaking, and Mira's awakening is shaking both worlds. As supernatural beings from her past emerge—some to protect her, others to possess her power—Mira must navigate a world she never knew existed. Kael, bound by duty to bring her to the supernatural council, finds himself torn between his mission and an impossible attraction to the girl whose very existence defies everything he's been taught. But Mira's aunt harbors devastating secrets about the night her parents died. And the person Mira trusted most may be the one who betrayed her family eighteen years ago. In a world where memories can be weapons and stories hold the power to create or destroy, Mira must decide: reclaim the legacy that was stolen from her, or protect the simple human life she's come to love? One thing is certain—the girl who talked to plants and fed stray cats is about to become the most dangerous woman in two worlds.

He rejected me in front of them all. But if I’m going to die, I’m going to die on my own terms. Allison's smile faltered. “You think you can trick us?” “I’m weak to the point I can die anytime, why don’t you give me a chase?... It will be more thrilling for you.” My words were barely a whisper. “But to give you that thrill you have to give me a half an hour headstart.” ‘Yeah, I know it sounds stupid, with little to no chance of surviving. At least it was better than being mauled to death here… And I want to see if Damon would be able to watch the werewolves hunt me down. We had a deep bond even before the mate pull. I won’t accept his rejection yet… I want to drive him crazy to the point he will lose all his sanity.’ “No, you don’t have the right to negotiate with us.” One of them growled in his wolf form. “I’m not negotiating…” I spat out blood, and my face turned pale from the amount of blood I was losing. “I’m only enforcing the law… The law of hunting as punishment for a traitor… and I happen to be one.” Damon blinked slowly and finally answered. “Let her run.” His voice didn’t carry any weight. It was just cold, and empty, and detached like none of this mattered, like I didn’t matter. ‘So this was his decision… after everything we have been through.’ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When Ember opened her eyes, she was no longer the powerful, independent CEO she once was. Instead, she woke up in the fragile, abused body of a lowly Omega, destined to be nothing but a breeder for the Alphas. Her escape attempt didn’t get her far. Instead, it led her straight into the path of Damon Blackthorn, the ruthless Lycan King feared by all. Sold like a slave by her own father, Ember becomes the property of a man with a frozen heart and a violent temper. But beneath her submissive mask lies something more: a cunning mind and a will that refuses to break. Now, in a world ruled by dominance, power, and ancient bloodlines, Ember must do more than just survive. She must outsmart a king. She must earn the loyalty of the very people who scorn her. And maybe, just maybe, she’ll bring the Alpha to his knees.

"You're mine." He said in a low growl, holding my hands above my head, his body heavy and hot, making me hold my breath. I widen my eyes, wondering why my body is burning under his touch, and most of all, I want him to touch me in that area. What's going on? He grinned and kissed my neck, making me hold my moans. *** A girl who was born on the same day as her sister; both of them have different personalities. One is kind and gentle and is the treasure of the family. The other sister, Elena DeRossi, is known for her selfishness and debauchery. She enjoys stealing her 'so-called' precious sister of the family, Isabella, who makes her jealous. She always wanted the attention and love of her family, but her sister stole it every time. And the worst part is that they are half-sisters. Elena couldn't take it anymore, so she came up with a plan to ruin her sister's life on their birthdays. She drugged her sister's drink but ended up drinking it herself without realizing it. At the party, she ended up sleeping with a guy who's most feared but chained to her family. His name is Nico Moretti, and he is known for his cruelty and obsession with killing people. She had never met the man before because she stayed out of the family business, but everyone attended the party, and they ended up sleeping together. She liked the man and found him handsome and good in bed, so she thought it wouldn't be a big deal to have him serve her. But she's unaware of the man's callous nature behind his beautiful features, where he's planning to ruin her family for good. Can they have a happy ending? Or will their story be nothing more than tragic and heartbreaking?

Akira "G6" Gemstone—infamous assassin, ruthless pragmatist, and unexpected fan of tragic romance—finds herself reincarnated as the very villainess whose story she once mocked: Reise Worthon, the Wicked Rose. In the pages of The Wonder of a Wonderful World, Reise was doomed to die heartbroken, scorned by the prince she loved. But G6 doesn't do tragic endings. "She was written to die. Too bad she’s the one who usually does the reaping." Armed with skills of a killer and a temper sharper than any blade, she rewrites the script.

What do you do when your brother dies because of some entitled assholes? You go undercover. My real name? Clare. But at school, I’m Clause—just another guy blending in. Disguised. Watching. Yes, a boy. No, it's not an all-boys school—I'm just deep undercover, hunting down the bastard responsible for my brother’s suicide. Nobody—and I mean nobody—messes with my precious brother and gets away with it. They better pray I never find them, because when I do? Death will be a mercy, and trust me—I don’t do mercy. And as for the egotistical Alpha and the narcissistic Vampire Prince? They can go fuck themselves. I don’t do mates, I don’t do claiming, and I sure as hell don’t do them.

Sonny lost everything in one night. His parents, his home, and his demon lineage. In a world where demons are hunted down like beasts, his father sealed his powers in order to protect him, so he had no choice but to lie low and assume the identity of a servant boy when he was rescued by Killian, who’s known for being a powerful cultivator and goes on missions to hunt down demons.  Sonny endures all kinds of abuse in the sect, mentally and physically, and one day, he meets Killian again, but the worst thing is Killian doesn’t remember him at all. And his powers are becoming out of control, but thankfully his father gave him a bracelet to keep his powers sealed. But one day, he will have to make a choice. Become someone the world hates in order to survive and protect his loved ones. His father’s tyranny is known wide and far across the world; many people feared him. Thus, they feared the son, who many believed perished in the deadly battle many years ago between the demons and the humans. Will Sonny make the same mistakes as his father? Or use his powers for good and protect his loved ones? But it makes it harder for him since Killian is from a righteous sect who killed his family, and someone in the shadows wants to destroy everything Sonny loves. Can Sonny find the truth lurking in the shadows and find the will to overcome the hatred and debt passed on from the old generations? *** The MC is a gong>_

**She came to steal a plant. She left utterly destroyed and completely his** Aria Chen is a woman who wears many masks: brilliant hacker, underground artist, medical prodigy. But none of those identities can save her dying mother from a rare disease with only one cure a nearly extinct medicinal plant called Vitalis Radix, cultivated exclusively on the private estate of billionaire CEO Damien Blackwood. Desperate and running out of time, Aria does the unthinkable: she infiltrates his fortress-like mansion as a maid under a false identity, planning to steal the plant and vanish before anyone discovers the truth. The plan is simple. "Get in. Get the plant. Get out." Until she meets him. Damien Blackwood is power incarnate ruthlessly intelligent, devastatingly handsome, and dangerously observant. From their first encounter, the attraction between them is explosive, undeniable, and completely forbidden. When he makes her his personal maid, Aria thinks she's been given the perfect access to complete her mission. She has no idea he's been waiting for her. He knows exactly who she is. And he's going to make her pay. But his punishment won't come in the form of police or prosecution. It comes in whispered commands in the darkness. In his hands claiming every inch of her virgin body. In the way he teaches her that pleasure and control are two sides of the same coin. "You're mine now. Every hole. Every moan. Every desperate whimper when you beg me to let you come." Aria is a virgin who's never experienced desire, never understood her own body's capacity for pleasure. Damien becomes her sexual awakening and her complete undoing. He introduces her to a world of dark eroticism she never knew existed remote-controlled vibrators she must wear while serving his dinner guests, sex in his office while he's on business calls, punishments that leave her marked and aching and desperate for more. She becomes addicted. To his touch. To his dominance. To the way he makes her body sing with pleasures she didn't know were possible. Every encounter pushes her boundaries further. Every night in his bed pulls her deeper into obsession. He's possessive to the point of madness, jealous of every man who looks at her, determined to own not just her body but her very soul. "When I'm done with you, you won't remember your own name. You'll only remember mine." As Aria falls deeper into Damien's web of dominance and desire, her mission becomes impossible to separate from her feelings. Her mother is dying. Time is running out. But every night in his arms makes her question what she's willing to sacrifice. When he finally catches her in the greenhouse, hands covered in soil and guilt written across her face, the confrontation is explosive. "Did you really think I didn't know? That I haven't been ten steps ahead this entire time? You played your game, Aria. Now it's time for mine." Betrayal. Rage. Raw, punishing sex that blurs the line between fury and passion. READER WARNING: This is a DARK EROTIC ROMANCE with explicit sexual content including: ** Virgin heroine's complete sexual awakening ** Dominant alpha hero with possessive/obsessive tendencies ** Power dynamics and consensual control (employer/employee) ** Public sexual situations and exhibitionism elements **Use of sex toys for control and pleasure ** Punishment scenarios (spanking, discipline) ** Intense jealousy and possessiveness ** Morally gray characters who make questionable choices ** Explicit language and graphic sexual scenes ** Pushed boundaries (always consensual) ** Emotional intensity and angst This book contains a GUARANTEED HEA but the journey is dark, twisted, and absolutely filthy. If you want safe and sweet, this isn't your book. If you want a billionaire who plays dirty and a heroine who learns to crave it, "Welcome to Blackwood Estate. where every rule is meant to be broken, every boundary is meant to be pushed, and love is the most dangerous game of all."

[Warning: R18+ Content] I thought I was going to die. So I chose to be remembered. One night. One drink. One sin I could never take back. But the men I met at the bar weren’t strangers. They were The Trident… three ruthless heirs of the Corvanni Dynasty, the most feared mafia bloodline alive. Draven. Silent, merciless, a predator cloaked in shadows. Lucian. Calculative, hauntingly beautiful, a devil with a silver tongue. And Azriel. Wild, reckless, dangerously addictive. They don’t ask. They take. And now they want me… completely. Their obsession burns hotter than their empire. Their touch is forbidden, but I can’t resist. Because the deeper I fall, the clearer it becomes… I’m not just their desire. I’m their ruin. Excerpt ********** “Run if you want, Jade.” The nickname rolled off Lucian’s tongue like a promise and a threat, one no one had ever dared call me before. My breath hitched, legs trembling, but before I could take a step, Draven’s hand closed around my wrist… iron, unyielding. “You think you can walk away after tasting us?” His voice was quiet, deadly, sending shivers straight to my core. Azriel leaned in from behind, his lips brushing the shell of my ear as his laughter burned through me. “Sweetheart, we don’t chase what’s already ours. And you, little Jade…” his teeth grazed my skin, “…you belong to the Trident now.” Azriel’s fingers tilted my chin up, his grin sinful, dangerous, carved just for me. “Tell me, Jade,” he purred, voice thick with lust, “what do you want?” Heat scorched my skin, my lips parting, but no words came. My body betrayed me, trembling against the wall of Draven’s chest while Lucian’s hand traced lazy circles on my thigh, teasing, tormenting. Azriel’s laugh was low, filthy. “No, sweetheart. Don’t just tremble for us. Say it.” His thumb brushed my lower lip, slow, taunting. “Say what you want. Say you want our hands, our mouths, our cocks… say it, and I’ll give you everything.” Draven’s breath was at my neck, steady, lethal. “Careful,” he murmured, “once you speak it aloud, there’s no going back.” Lucian’s whisper slid against my ear, silken poison. “And when you do, Jade, you’ll never remember what it felt like to be untouched.” My mouth opened before my brain could reason… “I want you,” I whispered. Draven’s hand tightened, Lucian’s eyes darkened, Azriel laughed as if the world had finally given him his prize. Three bodies pressed in, heat and danger wrapping me like a cage I couldn’t escape. Didn’t want to escape. My heart screamed to run, but my body whispered the truth. I wanted them… All of them. ********** Three men. One woman. A love story carved in blood and obsession.

#court intrigue #political fantasy #slow-burn romance A kingdom is on the brink. A prince is under siege. And the crown’s most loyal lady is about to become the battleground. When Duke Leoric Karsyn drops the Ledger of Partiality, exposing the crown’s protected corruption, Aramor’s court scrambles to survive the fallout. Lady Rhosyn Valewyn—raised to protect the monarchy at all costs—must outmaneuver scandal, sabotage, and a growing northern rebellion… while the law forces her toward marriage and the court whispers she’ll become the Crown Prince’s queen. But Leoric isn’t just a rebel. He’s a reformer with a vengeance, and he’s playing a longer game—one that may require Rhosyn as both shield and sacrifice. Oaths will be tested. Love will turn sharp. And in a realm where paperwork can start wars, the most lethal weapon might be the truth.

It always starts with an accident. That’s how all these stories go. One moment, you’re minding your own business, and the next, you wake up in someone else’s body. For Caspian, his accident started earlier than he even knew. Maybe it began when his sister got him into romance novels? Or when he started really sympathizing with the villains at the ends of books? He’d never know. It was too late to worry about it now. For now, he had to find a way to fix this nightmare, or rehabilitate his image, all while trying to free himself from the fate set out for him. All because of the damn "gods" who he'd cut a deal with. These were the only two options he had available, and he wasn’t sure he could succeed at either. The man he had taken over for had been…a true piece of work. And the secret villain of the book he had been reading before he passed. It had been a harem novel. A reverse harem novel. He was trapped in a huge ass CASTLE with a bunch of men who hated him because he was taking affection and time away from their shared wife. All Cass wanted to do was be a good person, not mess around with this poor woman and her far too handsome husbands. But why would no one leave him alone? Was he too suspicious? And why, after going out of his way to avoid them like they had asked, did they keep pestering him? And where did the heroine go? How was he going to manage three, handsome men without the heroine?

"You smell like an alpha pretending to be prey. Tell me, little servant—who are you really hiding from?" Twenty-six-year-old Keira Ashford is the legitimate Alpha heir of Silverpine Pack, but no one knows it. After her father's sudden death, her stepmother Helena and half-brother Marcus staged a coup, poisoning the pack elders against her and forcing her into hiding. Now she scrubs floors and serves meals in her own pack house, invisible in plain sight, gathering evidence of the betrayal that stole her birthright. Her plan is simple: collect proof, expose the traitors, reclaim her position. What she doesn't plan for is Theron Nightfang, the ruthless Alpha King of Shadowcrest—Silverpine's oldest rival—who arrives for a forced alliance meeting and immediately senses something is off about the "clumsy servant girl" who can't seem to stop challenging him. "You have an alpha's eyes," he tells her during a midnight encounter. "And you're a terrible liar." When Theron publicly claims Keira as his mate to prevent her stepbrother from killing her, she's forced into an impossible position: accept protection from her pack's greatest enemy, or die at the hands of her own family. But Theron has his own secrets—he knows exactly who she is, and he's been waiting years for the chance to claim Silverpine's true alpha as his own. Caught between a stepfamily determined to bury her forever and a rival king who wants to own her completely, Keira must decide: reclaim her pack from the shadows, or rise as a queen beside the man who was supposed to be her enemy? Some wolves are born to lead. Others are forged in betrayal. She's both.

Matthew Guerrero is the youngest son of a Mafia boss. He is a hot-headed man who always lets his fists act before his brain. But on the day he almost died at the hands of a treacherous client of his family, a man saved him—and that man was none other than Kaizer, someone who drifts from job to job. Their paths cross again when Kaizer becomes a bodyguard for the Guerrero family. Even though Kaizer once saved Matthew’s life, the two of them still constantly clash, both inside and outside the Guerrero mansion. Yet as time goes by, they slowly come to understand each other, and no one can separate these two men—through hardship and joy, they are always together. They get kidnapped together, shot together, end up in the hospital together, and even suffer food poisoning together from the street food they ate. After everything painful they have gone through, they are always side by side. Until little by little, what they feel for each other begins to change. Matthew thinks at first that it is just because Kaizer is his friend, but he realizes that what he feels for the man who is always with him is something far deeper. It is not easy for them to confess their feelings to each other before finally becoming a couple and doing the things only couples do. But behind those happy moments, Kaizer is hiding a secret—one that will shatter Matthew’s heart and world. A secret he has kept hidden for so long, one that will eventually explode and damage their love: a love born from trust and true affection… and lies.

Chase Sterling always felt like furniture. The kind you don't notice, the kind that's easy to shove in a corner and forget. He was used to it: people looked right through him, brushed him off like lint. But it only takes one phone call to erase a lifetime of being overlooked. When his estranged family meets a tragic end, Chase suddenly finds himself in charge of the sprawling Sterling fortune. Turns out, riches aren't the only thing the family left him. There's a curse running through his blood, warping love into something hungry and dangerous, impossible to escape. Vivian Ashford never set out to blow Chase's life to smithereens. Just one decision (a sharp, ruthless move at graduation) was all it took to set their worlds spinning out of control. While Vivian soaks up the Hollywood limelight and collects red-carpet headlines, Chase slips into his new role as Manhattan's most intimidating heir. But no matter how far they run, something keeps yanking them back together, like a stitch in an old wound that refuses to heal.

“Two princes. One curse. A love that once destroyed them—can it save them now? In an ancient world where gods whisper through fire and water, two royal heirs are reborn into a destiny they cannot escape. Agnivrat, prince of the Fire Clan—disciplined, fierce, forged in flame. Neervrah, prince of the Water Clan—calm, intuitive, haunted by dreams of a love he cannot name. Blessed by Agni Dev and Jal Dev, their clans were once divine rivals. Fate reunites them at the sacred Gurukul of Acharya Vishrayan, where they must train side by side. But as forgotten memories resurface—of love, betrayal, death, and a forbidden bond—their connection becomes dangerous. Fire and Water were never meant to unite. Yet their souls keep finding each other… across lifetimes. As darkness rises—ancient demons, cursed spirits, and the weight of past sins Agni and Neer must choose: Dharma or desire. Duty or destiny. Kill each other… or save each other. Genre Tags Mythological Fantasy Boys’ Love (BL) Rebirth Soulmates Ancient India Elemental Powers Slow Burn Cursed Lovers Karma & Dharma Found Family / Emotional Bonds Mythological Fantasy • BL / Bromance Destiny • Ancient India • Rebirth • Elemental Powers • Emotional Bonds • Cursed Lovers • Gurukul Setting • Karma & Dharma •Indian Mythology • BL • Soulmates • Fantasy • Slow Burn

When the arrogant billionaire and mafia king, Dante Russo, is forced into a marriage arrangement with Vivian Lau—daughter of a dubious mogul—he's blindsided by rage. The engagement isn't love. It's blackmail. A calculated scheme designed to trap him, threatening not just his reputation, but his brother's life. Dante's first instinct? Annihilate the arrangement. Destroy Vivian's father's company. Make them all pay. But he can't. Not when the stakes are this high. Vivian enters the marriage with her own secrets, outwardly the dutiful daughter, inwardly ambitious and calculating. She knows the rules of this game. She'll play her part. What she doesn't anticipate is the dangerous pull toward the man who looks at her like both a possession and a puzzle he can't solve. Falling for Dante Russo wasn't in her plans—and it complicates everything. As Vivian transforms from pawn to player, finding her voice and fighting for her own desires, something shifts in Dante too. His walls crack. The ice around his heart thaws. Against every instinct, genuine feelings take root. Then the second blow strikes. A new threat emerges—darker, deadlier, and far more personal. Someone with vengeance running hot like lava in their veins is hunting the Russo family, and they won't stop until the entire empire burns to ash. The body count is rising. The danger is closing in. And Vivian? She's standing directly in the killer's path. Now the shadow hunter has made his intentions clear: the Russo legacy must fall, even if it means granting Vivian the one thing she never truly wanted—her death wish fulfilled.

Wrong bride? Check. Random supernatural powers? Check. Happily ever after? Girl, even I don’t know. Marielle Morgan had one goal in life: avoid the spotlight and pretend she’s delightfully ordinary. So she walked away from her billionaire bloodline, the “tiny” detail of being heir to an actual throne, and the secret abilities her family is whispered about across kingdoms and continents. Silence. Freedom. Peace. Cute dream. Shame it didn’t last. Because somehow she stumbled into Damian Blackwell; a man who is everything she swore off, in a gala she wasn’t even supposed to be at. Damian. The CEO stereotype in its final, most dangerous evolution. Rich? Obviously. Cold? He created the weather app. Intimidating? HR keeps a special folder with his name in bold. Cursed? Oh, absolutely. A ticking countdown follows him everywhere, insisting he won’t live to see forty. No doctor can explain it. No science can fix it. And no amount of money can bribe whatever Fate is doing. He doesn’t believe in love, he just wants an heir to carry on his legacy and Marielle doesn’t believe in deals, especially not the marriage kind. And yet… she still said yes. Maybe it was coincidence. Maybe it wasn't. Because some choices feel like fate… And some men are so unforgettable, they destroy your whole “quiet life” aesthetic in under five minutes.