She was forced into this marriage. What made things worse was that her fiance was disfigured and disabled. To drown her sorrows in wine, she came to the bar and even had a wild night with a stranger. Until the engagement party, she met the man again. To her surprise, he was no other than her fiance's uncle. The gear of their fate started.
Beep, beep, beep!
The loud ringtone of a mobile phone pierced the silence of the girls' dormitory that evening.
"Cherry! Answer the phone already! What are you waiting for?" The girl next to Cherry Shaw gently nudged her.
"Oh, right!"
After answering the call, Cherry stood up and said to her friend, "There's a package for me, I'll just go and get it."
"Okay!"
After a while, she came back with two well wrapped gift boxes, but she looked a little embarrassed.
"Wow, these gift boxes are gorgeous! What's in them? Are they gifts from your boyfriend?" The other girls immediately surrounded Cherry curiously.
With an embarrassed smile, she held the boxes tightly in her arms and replied, "It's nothing. They are just clothes I bought online!"
When the other two girls who didn't get along well with Cherry saw her hiding the contents, one of them scoffed, "Fine, fine, but by the look on your face it's probably something unpresentable!"
Cherry didn't give a damn about their opinion; she continued to smile vaguely.
Her roommate and best friend, Joy Lodge, approached her and whispered, "Cherry, what's going on? What's all this fuss about?"
"Joy, can you give me some time alone in the room? I need to get changed," Cherry replied awkwardly.
Joy asked in a puzzled tone, "What's up? We are all girls here. Haven't we always got changed with other in the room? Why are you so shy all of a sudden?"
"Joy, please. I'll explain later!"
"Huh? Okay, fine. You owe me big time for this! Dinner is on you next time!"
Joy found some lame excuse to get the other girls out of the room. Finally, Cherry was left alone in the dormitory. She stared at the boxes with a bitter smile.
There was a pair of high-heels and a V-neck dress, along with a note asking her to wear them on Ron Frost's bachelor party that night.
Cherry got changed and looked at herself in the mirror. To her, the dress was way too short. She didn't like the way she looked in this dress.
She didn't like the way she looked in this dress.
Just as Cherry was adjusting the dress, the dormitory door flew open and the three girls gawked at her from the doorway, with snacks in their hands.
Their jaws dropped as they stared at Cherry in her dress. Her back was smooth and delicate, and the dress hugged her slender waist. The V-neck showed her excellent features. Her exposed legs looked even more beautiful with the high heels.
Cherry was the most beautiful girl at the Regal Dance Academy, a well-known beauty among the students and teachers. She had always been treated like a goddess by her classmates, but seeing her in this flimsy dress...
Joy blushed in embarrassment and asked nervously, "Cherry, why... Why are you dressed like this?"
The other two, who were clearly jealous of her beauty, looked at each other and then one of them said sarcastically, "Cherry, are you planning to seduce someone with that outfit?"
The other one said more viciously, "Are you working as a prostitute? You seem to be dressed appropriately for the job. I bet you'll be worth a lot of money in many circles."
"Ha ha! I didn't think that the purest, most beautiful girl in our academy would stoop to this!"
Hearing their sarcastic taunts, Joy roared, "What the hell are you talking about? You have no idea what's going on! Don't just jump into conclusions!"
"Oh, please! We know you two are good friends. But that doesn't mean you can stop us from saying what we think."
"Yeah! We have the right to speak our mind. Plus, we are telling the truth. The college goddess has turned into a prostitute!"
The other girl cut in with a sneer, "I am definitely posting this on the campus Internet. The men who are into her need to know what kind of person she really is. Their goddess doesn't need them to pursue her so tenaciously. She will wear anything to make herself the center of attention!" Laughing, the two girls turned around and left.
"Stop! Don't you dare spread rumors!" Joy ran after the girls angrily.
"Forget it, Joy. Let them be. We don't have the right to silence others," Cherry said calmly. As she spoke, she threw a coat over her shoulders.
"But Cherry... Why are you dressed like this? Are you going out wearing this dress? Don't tell me you're going to see Ron!"
Cherry nodded indifferently and said, "Our engagement party is in three days. He asked me to attend his bachelor party tonight."
"What?! Do you still intend to marry him? Why, Cherry? Do you love him so much that you would sacrifice your future for his sake?
I could understand why you wanted to marry him before. He was charming, handsome and rich. Although he had some bad habits like many other men from rich families, he was still a prince charming for many women.
But since he became disabled after the car accident, he would never be able to walk without assistance again, and his handsome face was also burned terribly. He is a completely different man now. He has to cover half his face with a mask when he goes out. No girl would be willing to marry him now. Marrying him will leave you in a place like hell!
And all that wouldn't have mattered if you really loved each other! I wouldn't have even bothered to say anything if that was the case. But it's obvious that he doesn't love you, Cherry. He doesn't care even about you. I have seen him intentionally humiliate you in front of others. He is a psychopath!
You could have anyone you want. You are beautiful and smart. Why do you have to marry a man like him?
Did he force you to wear this dress too?" Joy questioned angrily.
With a bitter smile, Cherry remained silent. After a short pause, she said, "There are always some things in life that you have to do, even unwillingly.
Let's talk later. It's getting late. He doesn't like to be kept waiting."
Cherry grabbed her purse and left the room, leaving Joy in a daze. To her, Cherry seemed so helpless and her words were filled with bitterness.
She was forced into this marriage. What made things worse was that her fiance was disfigured and disabled. To drown her sorrows in wine, she came to the bar and even had a wild night with a stranger. Until the engagement party, she met the man again. To her surprise, he was no other than her fiance’s uncle. The gear of their fate started.
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”
After two years of marriage, Kristian dropped a bombshell. "She's back. Let's get divorced. Name your price." Freya didn't argue. She just smiled and made her demands. "I want your most expensive supercar." "Okay." "The villa on the outskirts." "Sure." "And half of the billions we made together." Kristian froze. "Come again?" He thought she was ordinary—but Freya was the genius behind their fortune. And now that she'd gone, he'd do anything to win her back.
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.