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We had been married for three years, yet my husband, Richard Thornton, who suffered from touch deprivation syndrome, still refused to consummate our marriage. Every time his condition flared up, he would only press his forehead tightly against the curve of my neck. I assumed he was saving himself for his first love, the woman who had left years ago. Then, I overheard him talking to his friends. "Stop teasing her next time. It makes her tense up every time." "Got it, Richard. But if you care about Valeria so much, why won't you touch her? It's been three years. Aren't you worried she'll leave you for someone else?" Richard shook his head. "You don't understand. The longer we're together, the harder it is to control myself around her. She's so delicate. I'm terrified I'll hurt her. As long as she's mine, I wouldn't care even if she slept with someone else first." His friends burst out laughing. "Richard, you're all talk. If you could really handle her being with another man, you wouldn't keep running to the hospital. You think we don't know what you're up to?" The next day, I found Richard's medical records. Visit after visit, he kept asking the same question, "How can I be gentler in bed? I don't want to hurt the woman I love."

“We shouldn’t share the same room.” “We are married.” “But it’s a contract marriage.” “And there is no rule.” Laura and Chris were bound by an arranged marriage since childhood, but Laura rejected her mother’s wishes to marry a poor man and chose another path. Betrayal from her father and her mother’s tragic coma shattered her world, and the bond between the two families was broken. Chris left the country devastated, only to return years later as a powerful billionaire. By then, Laura’s company was collapsing and threatened by her stepbrother’s schemes. Desperate, she had no choice but to seek Chris’s help. But Chris has conditions: he will save her company only if Laura honors their old marriage agreement. Forced into a contract marriage, Laura and Chris must navigate bitter resentment, unresolved passion, and dangerous family rivalries. Will this marriage of convenience remain a contract or will it awaken the love they once denied?

Three years ago, on the day I married Luca Moretti, he personally handed me a marriage contract with a fixed term of three years. His tone was casual, indifferent, as if he were discussing an ordinary business deal. "This marriage exists solely to serve the alliance of interests between the Morettis and the Vitales. Sign this agreement. After three years, the marriage will automatically dissolve. When that time comes, you can go and pursue your true love." I barely hesitated before signing. Ten years earlier, at an inter-family business gala, when I was ten and Luca was sixteen, I had already fallen hopelessly in love with him. What looked like a strategic alliance was, in truth, the outcome of my decade-long unrequited love. During the three years of our marriage, Luca was attentive and gentle toward me. Over time, I began to believe I was loved. I sank into that illusion, unable to pull myself out, forgetting entirely about the agreement. That illusion was shattered completely on the night of our third wedding anniversary. That evening, Luca arrived with Elena, who had just returned to New York, and attended what was supposed to be our third anniversary celebration together. She stood beside him with ease and composure, smoothly engaging with business partners. People praised her, saying she looked more like the Donna of the Moretti family. In that moment, even though Luca never mentioned the agreement again, I understood clearly that it was time for me to step aside. After breaking free from his control, crossing an ocean to rebuild myself, and becoming a brilliant leader in my industry, I would no longer wait for his love.

Sabrina Winters,the adopted daughter of the Winter family, was sent into the bed of a big shot a few days before his wedding. With the scandal circulating,he was forced to marry her and spend three miserable years with her along with a baby boy they had. She had loved him for three years, but ultimately it was him who sent her to prison. In between her suffering and pain, she had to witness her man fall in love with another woman... However,Sabrina woke up to a deadly accusation of being unfaithful and that the child did not belong to her husband. Because of this,Sean took away everything she had and ordered that nobody in the city was to help her . Left with no other choice,Sabrina decided to sell her body to arrange for her son’s hospital bills but Sean took her away before she could complete her mission. The next day,the child died and Sabrina died along with him in a fire. Five years later, she has made her comeback with renewed strength; she is no longer the same woman who he mocked all those years ago. She will use this recently discovered strength to rip apart those people who put on an act of holiness while stepping on the filth of this earth. But just as she is about to exact her vengeance on the man who wronged her, something unexpected happens: He was previously a callous psychopath, but all of a sudden he transforms into a man who is caring, warm, and loving! In point of fact, he goes so far as to kiss her feet in front of other people.

I specifically accompany my wife, Sophie Caldwell, to visit her family during the holidays. My mother-in-law, Margaret Jackson, brings over a basket of apples. Then, she says in a half-teasing manner, "These apples are meant for the Jacksons. Once you've had your apple, you'll be blessed with a life as sweet as these apples. By the way, outsiders aren't allowed to take the apples." Everyone begins fighting for the apples happily. So, I grab an apple of my own too. The next thing I know, the atmosphere in the living room goes eerily quiet. Sophie drags me to a corner and starts berating me. "Are you so poor that you can't even afford to buy your own apple? Must you steal apples from my family? "Didn't you hear my mom saying that outsiders aren't allowed to take the apples? Why did you even take one from the basket? "Thanks to you, now Julius doesn't have an apple!" I look around my surroundings. It turns out that there are only eight apples in total, while we have nine people sitting in the living room. So the "outsider" she was talking about is me. I decide to hand the apple over to Sophie's godbrother, Julius Sterling. Then, I call my dad on the phone. "Dad, you don't have to bring the holiday gifts over now."

Betrayed on her wedding day, Catherine flees the altar and has a passionate one night stand with a stranger. The next day, she finds out he's her boss. Worse is that everyone thinks they are married. Now, they have to go along with it without actually falling in love. But could they resist the temptation? With her ex intent on making her his again, and her boss cold personality and dark secrets, will they be able to let go of each other after the secrets are exposed?

The billionaire playboy of Carli State Uni wants her, and he would do anything, hurt anyone you get her. Alecia had been warned by her parents to stay away from werewolvess especially the werewolves in her school, but when she goes to a werewolf party and gets noticed by an Alpha, Ryder she finds herself falling a little for him. But Ryder does not love her -- not as she loves him. He has more pleasure breaking her heart over and over again, till she is too broken to be fixed

Aliyah Rhodes has three rules: 1. Don’t stop. 2. Don’t look. 3. Don’t get involved. She breaks all three when she finds Dominic Blackwood bleeding out in her alley at 11:47 PM. She saves his life. He pays her tuition. She says don’t follow. He buys her building. She says don’t touch. He kills the man who tries. Dominic Blackwood is a billionaire. A don. Wanted for triple homicide. He doesn’t make threats. He makes promises. _You’re safe. That’s the only rule that matters._ Aliyah’s broke, pissed, and done being owned by anyone. But $260K says she’s already his. And his aunt wants her dead. He won’t let her go. She won’t say thank you. Neither of them runs. *Owned by the Don* is a dark, open-door romance where debt is a weapon, “no” is a dare, and love looks a lot like surveillance.

A familiar hand reached out toward me. His hand. Jonathan’s. Maybe Nathaniel now. The man I had kissed. The man I had touched. The man who had just married my sister. “Oh God, what have I done?” **************************************** She left without a word. Ten years later, an invitation brings her back… To face the sister she abandoned… A secret that was never supposed to surface. And a man she should have never touched. When Celeste Marlowe receives an unexpected wedding invitation from the baby sister she walked away from a decade ago, she expects cold shoulders and buried resentment…not a fiery one-night stand with a stranger who makes her forget everything. But the truth comes crashing in. He’s not a stranger. He’s the groom. Her sister’s groom. Now, trapped between the sins of her past and a secret she can’t outrun, life hurls her into something far more dangerous than heartbreak, a tangled web of power, lies, and blood-soaked secrets. Because in Velmont City, nothing is ever just personal. And some families don’t forgive… They own.

I chase after Dean Wagner for five years while Graham Ashford chases after me for seven. When Dean marries Emily Caldwell, I finally say yes to being Graham's girlfriend. Graham is over the moon. He treats me like I'm everything to him, like he'd do whatever it takes just to make me happy. But Graham doesn't believe in marriage. Even when our daughter turns four, he still hasn't married me. He won't even let her call him "Dad". One night, I overhear him joking around with his buddies. "Your daughter's already four. You still aren't bringing your wife and kid home to meet your parents?" Graham taps his knuckles on the table and laughs. "You know why I got with Nora and had a kid with her. I just want to make Emily jealous. "Nora's easy to fool. She won't ever leave me, even if I never bring her or the kid home." He thinks he has me all figured out, but he doesn't. I turn and leave without a word, then plan to leave him for good. A man like that doesn't deserve my love. And he sure as well doesn't deserve to be my daughter's father.