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His Lost Love, His Little Son

Vivienne once believed that her relationship with Gideon was nothing more than a short-lived adventure. He didn’t like marriage, and she didn’t want to be tied down. They matched each other frighteningly well and with one impulsive night… she ended up pregnant. Lacking the courage to face the famously cold and distant man, Vivienne disappeared without a word. She chose to raise the child on her own, returning to the carefree life of a wealthy heiress, convinced that as long as she never saw Gideon again, everything would be fine. Four years later, fate decided to play a cruel trick on her. Gideon accidentally ran into a little boy at a kindergarten—whose eyes, posture, and even frown were so similar to his that it sent chills down his spine. “You look just like my dad,” the child said innocently. When Gideon brought the boy home, the child led him straight to a framed photo on the wall and there was the face of the woman who vanished from his life without a trace: Vivienne. She hadn’t just disappeared… she had taken his son with her. When Vivienne returned from Paris Fashion Week and opened the door to her home, she found two versions of Gideon, one big, one small waiting in the living room. Gideon’s eyes darkened like a brewing storm. Back then, he was the one who insisted on “no marriage.” This time… he was the one determined to be tied to her first. A runaway heiress pregnant out of wedlock, a cold-hearted CEO who suddenly discovers he’s a father and the unexpected reunion that sparks a battle Gideon vows he won’t lose. No matter how far Vivienne runs, Gideon will come knocking. This time, she’s not escaping him.
Wren_izii · 3.9k Views

THE CEOs FAKE WIFE: CONTRACTUALLY BOND TO MY WORST ENEMY

Reece Kay is running out of t​ime. Her famil‍y’s boutiq‍ue, a le‍gacy s​he swore to protect, is⁠ drowning in debt. The only life‌line? Her father’s trust fund, which comes‌ with an​ impossible, archa​ic clause: she must be ma​rrie​d within one month⁠. . ​Desperate, Reece agree⁠s to the‌ hu⁠mil‌iating terms, only to​ dis⁠cov‌er her assigned 'husba​nd' i‍s none ot⁠he‌r than Rhys‍ Laws​on, the‍ ruthl⁠ess billiona​ir⁠e CEO who shattered h⁠e‍r heart five years ago. Now colder, richer, and more demanding than ever, Rhys needs a temporar‌y wife to secur‍e a​ col​ossal, life-changing merger.​ The deal is pu‍rely transact​ion‍al: one⁠ year, separate lives,‍ no i​n⁠ti⁠macy,‍ and​ the pr‌omise of a h⁠efty su‌m that will sa​ve her famil‍y. Bu​t shar⁠ing a lux⁠ur‍io‍us penth‌ouse with the man she​ once loved, now fierce⁠l​y resents, is‌ a dang‍erous game. Eve‌ry​ shared business trip,‌ every for​ced public display⁠ of affection, a‍nd‌ eve​ry late night glance chip​s away at the strict walls they’ve b‌uilt.⁠ As th⁠eir fake marriage turns shockingly real‍, old wo⁠unds resurfa‌ce, and undeniab​le spa‍rks fly hotter than either of them anticipated. Wh​en their po⁠werful enemies, including Rhys’s jealo‍us ex-fianc​é‍e, begin digging for the truth,⁠ R⁠eec‍e and Rhys must decide‍ what is m⁠ore terrifying: losing the contra​ct, or‍ facing the po⁠ssibi​lity⁠ that the love‍ they faked is the o‌n​ly thing worth fighting for.​
Danladi_Amira · 1k Views

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

[Mature Content R18+] 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. 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 · 25.6k Views

Contract Marriage; Escaping My Ex.

(A spin-off of “Submitting to My Ex-Uncle”. However, can be read alone) ……… He ruined her once. Now, she belongs to another man. Three years after Elias shattered her heart and disappeared, Amara has rebuilt her life. Or at least, pretended to. Her books are bestsellers now, her name was highly adored, and her smile well practiced. However, when the ghosts of her past resurface, she does the unthinkable. She immediately marries Travis Alden. Cold. Brilliant. Dangerous. A man who doesn’t believe in love but needs a wife for reasons of his own. It was supposed to be a business arrangement. No touch. No feelings. And no complications. Until Elias returns. Her first love, and her greatest sin. A fire she thought she buried comes roaring back to life. Travis tempts her with safety and devotion. Slowly, he even began to show her what love really felt like. Meanwhile, Elias drags her back into the darkness she once called home. He still looks at her like she’s the only prayer he ever learned to say. And when he whispers mine against her skin, the line between past and present blurs dangerously. In a world where desire is a weapon and love is the deadliest addiction, Amara must decide which man she’s willing to burn for. The husband who would kill to keep her, or the ex who already destroyed her once? ………. “I love my marriage, Elias.” She said it too quickly. The words escaped her lips like a reflex, and not a truth. Elias’s eyes darkened. He stepped closer, slow and deliberate, until the air between them felt charged enough to burn them. “Do you?” he asked, voice low. Too low. It trembled with everything between pain and hunger. “Then why do your pupils dilate when I walk in, Amara?” She swallowed hard, her spine pressing lightly against the wall behind her. He was close enough for her to feel the whisper of his breath near her temple “You don’t get to do this anymore.” She gasped at him. He smiled. “Do what? Remind you what it felt like to actually want someone?” Her pulse raced; she hated that he could still read it, and still hear it. “Stop it.” Elias reached up, brushing a loose strand of her hair back behind her ear. His fingertips grazed her skin, light as a ghost, and yet she felt it everywhere. “You can tell him you love him all you want,” he murmured, his lips just an inch from her ear, “but just don’t look at him like this when you do.” She exhaled sharply, trying to turn away, but he caught her wrist gently, not to restrain her, just to remind her. “Because that look…” he whispered, his voice breaking slightly, “this look used to be mine.”
Bekah_rob · 11.3k Views

Can We Say No to Divorce?

Bei Ran lay on the operating table, Gu Qingchen was her surgeon. His eyes, deep as the Aegean Sea, gazed at her: "Honey, it's been four years since we got married, and you're still afraid of me?" Honey? Last night he already threw a divorce agreement at her, what right does he have to call her that? In City A, Gu Qingchen is a long-lasting legend. He is a leading figure in the medical field and a major shareholder in a Fortune 500 company, capable of great influence in the business world. He only needed an obedient wife. Bei Ran was so 'obedient' that he never had to worry. The four-year marriage was just a matter of agreement, but who is the one lingering endlessly after the divorce? She accidentally fell into water at a wedding she was hosting, he said: "Beg me, you know I'm always responsive to your demands!" "Gu Qingchen, we're divorced!" Bei Ran couldn't stand it anymore! He laughed coldly: "Bei Ran, we've been married for four years, you have a five-year-old daughter, do you really want to die here?" Bei Ran was shocked, he knew? Would he fight her for her daughter? Gu Qingchen could never have imagined that the chubby little bun in front of him was actually his biological daughter! "Bei Ran, you hid it from me for five years, always flawlessly obedient before me, tell me, how should I punish you?" Gu Qingchen raised a bloodthirsty smile. Could she possibly not tell him there is also a son who looks just like him! Theater Version: The teacher informed Bei Ran that her son had used a scalpel in school to investigate the cause of death of poisoned small animals. Her daughter was causing a stir in school with her stock trading. In her anger, she said, "No one to take you to school today, take the bus yourselves." The daughter sought help from Gu Qingchen but got no response, so she said: "Yesterday, a pretty aunt stayed in Dad's office for an hour, and her skirt was super short." The twins truly had a shared understanding; the son said: "The station manager hugged Mom yesterday, even kissed her cheek, and said he would never let go!" Bei Ran and Gu Qingchen spoke in unison: "Trying to sow discord, you're still too naive, go to school yourselves!" The siblings shouldered their backpacks and went to take the bus, while the couple returned to the bedroom, closing the door behind them. She leapt onto him, her fiery temper on full display: "You actually stayed with that woman for an entire hour?" He was overbearingly domineering: "Damn it, which part of you did he kiss, I will seal his mouth with a scalpel!"
Lazy Color · 236.7k Views

His Dear Devilish Angel

------------------ After witnessing the cruel reality of the world at a very young age, she matured early. However, despite giving her everything, she couldn't save her family from myriads of schemes. She got used to the darkness so much to the point of subconsciously running away from light. Having been forced to wear his name since her 18th birthday, she was angered at the mere thought of him. yet knowing that it was his territory, she willingly walked in. And she knew he was waiting. ------------------- "I remember telling you, little fox," he murmured, his voice a barely whisper as he reached out, tracing the line of her jaw before trailing down to her collarbone. His jade-like fingers burned against her skin. "If you came back, your chances of escape would be zero to none." "Oh, and what makes you think you can control my life?" her eyes had the very same indifference she carried when she entered the room. His lips curled into an amused smirk, a devilish glint flashing in his gaze as he took her wrist, revealing the elegant bracelet adorning it—a silent claim she had knowingly carried all these years. "Well," he drawled, eyes locking onto hers with a suffocating intensity, "you already bear my mark with you no matter wherever you go. So from your mind to your heart, from your body to your soul—everything belongs to me, my dear baby girl." ----------------- Her fingers tightened around the trigger of the gun pointing at his chest. “Stay right there,” she warned, her voice steady despite the storm in her heart. But he stepped closer, deliberately, until the space between them disappeared. His hand reached out, fingers ghosting over her wrist, his touch light yet possessive. "Are you flirting with me, little fox?" His voice was a deep whisper near her ear, laced with dark amusement. ------------------
Amoureuse · 20.1k Views