A new beginning, A story of how Micah Usoro meets the love of his life once again. Though she is the granddaughter of the former gangster Mordak Ardolf, Senrose grew up as a hardworking girl. She not once took the help of her grandfather or her brother to solve her problems. On the other hand Primrose a silent girl who is the daughter of one of the owner most influential company of the country Gabriel Dallarose, has no interest in her father's money. She works hard and makes herself a name of her own. Delaphina the elder sister of Primrose, an actress and the love of everybody's eyes, and the Rose of the industry has a special hate for her little sister. Not because she is jealous, but because she can't forgive Primrose because of what she has done years ago, but as time will go by will they patch up? Will she be able to forgive her? Or will the reason of her hate vanish when she meets Senrose, a girl with the exact same face as her little sister Primrose. The story of the three girls, on their way to meet their destiny and meet their lovers that they have left behind.
The rain dropped down on the black umbrellas, everyone was in daze ,standing like statues, still filled with disbelief and shock. There was no sign of life left around them as they stared at the gravestone with "Eryna Serene" inscribed on it.
Micah was kneeling beside her grave, clenching on to the freshly poured mud,,The rain poured mercilessly on him, he was soaked wet, his tears were one with the rain, but he didn't care as he had just lost his whole world to the soil underneath his feet.
Walking away from the heartbreak and sorrow we begin a new journey, a journey that doesn't start here, it takes place in a world far far away from this one, With very similar face and very similar destiny. A world where they will write their fate once more.
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Pearl Airport:
There was a huge crowd, media reporters were jumping over each other trampling over the people just to catch a glimpse of the country's most beloved bachelor!! Or should we say he was the country's most mysterious personality. Nobody knew much about him, only his name was known and sometimes they would get a whiff of his work.
Finally the moment came when from the private jet two men in black walked out followed by a woman with a slim figure walked out, she was wearing a white suit that hugged her body elegantly.
The men in black scanned the surrounding and jestured the reporters to back off. There was a sudden silence amongst the reporters and they obediently made way. When everything was perfect the woman spoke into her ear piece.
"It's all clear," her voice was honey like smooth, and the way they came out of her cherry red lips made them even more attractive.
And then the time came that everybody had been waiting for, the reporter fixed their camera on the door while the mikes were greeting the way. A man stepped out of the jet. He was wearing a double-breasted cream color blazer with a white turtleneck. His side swept black hair shadowed his black sunglasses. His eyes were not visible because of the sunglasses but one could feel the seriousness pour out of his attitude. He lightly fixed his wristwatch and glanced at the crowd with a very displeased gaze. He spoke lightly to the men that followed him.
"They are hurting my eyes-" that was all he said and the men behind him gave him an assuring nod before walking towards the crowd.
"Master, where are you staying?" His secretary that stood at his left asked in an obedient tone.
"Tell Mother I will stay at my own mansion," he said.
"As you wish Master. Your room will be prepared right away!" His secretary replied as he pulled out his phone from his pocket.
"Mr.Usero!! Mr.Usero! Please answer a quick question!! Did you seal the deal with an unknown company? Is there something special about them? You have never done something like that before?" As he walked some reporters ran back at him but his secretary stopped them from approaching him and blocked their path, but their questions were never-ending.
"Do I owe you something?" He asked.
"What?" One of the reporters asked.
"Master means who do you think you are to ask him about his matters, if you want to live peacefully stay out of his business," his secretary gave a detailed answer to the reporters and walked behind his Master.
He got into his Alpine Green Bentley Flying Spur elegantly not baiting an eye to the ladies fainting at the sight of him. As soon as he got into the back seat he took off his glasses revealing a pair of dark black eyes. His eyebrows weren't ceased nor he was angry but his expression couldn't be interpreted in any other way except for annoyance and disdain.
He rested his head on the headrest and closed his eyes, he breathed out tiredly.
He hadn't slept in days, because of the huge burden on his shoulders he rarely got a chance to rest.
They drove through the loud city traffic toward the quiet and peaceful site where one could see lush green grass as far as their eyes permitted. And not far away from the beauty there stood a mansion nothing less than a castle itself. The gates opened for them and the driver drove in. And finally the car stopped at the doorsteps of the mansion.
"Master Micah, We are here," His secretary Ryan spoke lightly when he saw Micah sleeping in the back seat, Micah was a very light sleeper so his eyes flashed open as soon as he heard him speak. A maid ran forwards and opened the door of the car for him, he stepped off the car and went straight inside.
The driver in the car finally took a deep breath.
"Were you holding your breath!?" Ryan asked with a shocked expression.
"It's a habit!" The driver grinned, " Who knows when Master find something annoying and breaks it into half," the driver spoke in a scared manner.
"Pfft- Well you couldn't have said it any better," Ryan chuckled,
Micah walked up the stairs ignoring every single person standing in his way, even the huge screen where he could be seen walking out of a building with a grumpy expression. The maids stared at him until he was out of sight and then looked back at the television screen where the news of Micah sealing the deal with international Diamond Dealers was in full swing. It wasn't the first time he had appeared in the screen, he was always a hot topic,
"It is said that The Chairman of Usero Inc has gotten a hold of a diamond mine. The sources say that~~
"Diamond Mine!! Did you hear that? Our Master-" a maid overreacted when she heard the news.
"Stop shouting!! If the Master hears you, you will be dead!" The other hushed her.
"Oh! How lovely it would be to die with his beautiful hands," Her expression was very perverted when she said that. "I wonder who will be the luck girl to marry our Master," she mumbled.
"I am sure she will be a filthy rich heiress or some princess." She replied.
And just then in a hotel room very far away from the mansion, in another country a girl gave out a very tired groan, she twisted and turned in her bed restlessly.
The rain dropped down on the black umbrellas, everyone was in daze ,standing like statues, still filled with disbelief and shock. There was no sign of life left around them as they stared at the gravestone with "Eryna Serene" inscribed on it.
Micah was kneeling beside her grave, clenching on to the freshly poured mud,,The rain poured mercilessly on him, he was soaked wet, his tears were one with the rain, but he didn't care as he had just lost his whole world to the soil underneath his feet.
Walking away from the heartbreak and sorrow we begin a new journey, a journey that doesn't start here, it takes place in a world far far away from this one, With very similar face and very similar destiny. A world where they will write their fate once more.
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Pearl Airport:
There was a huge crowd, media reporters were jumping over each other trampling over the people just to catch a glimpse of the country's most beloved bachelor!! Or should we say he was the country's most mysterious personality. Nobody knew much about him, only his name was known and sometimes they would get a whiff of his work.
Finally the moment came when from the private jet two men in black walked out followed by a woman with a slim figure walked out, she was wearing a white suit that hugged her body elegantly.
The men in black scanned the surrounding and jestured the reporters to back off. There was a sudden silence amongst the reporters and they obediently made way. When everything was perfect the woman spoke into her ear piece.
"It's all clear," her voice was honey like smooth, and the way they came out of her cherry red lips made them even more attractive.
And then the time came that everybody had been waiting for, the reporter fixed their camera on the door while the mikes were greeting the way. A man stepped out of the jet. He was wearing a double-breasted cream color blazer with a white turtleneck. His side swept black hair shadowed his black sunglasses. His eyes were not visible because of the sunglasses but one could feel the seriousness pour out of his attitude. He lightly fixed his wristwatch and glanced at the crowd with a very displeased gaze. He spoke lightly to the men that followed him.
"They are hurting my eyes-" that was all he said and the men behind him gave him an assuring nod before walking towards the crowd.
"Master, where are you staying?" His secretary that stood at his left asked in an obedient tone.
"Tell Mother I will stay at my own mansion," he said.
"As you wish Master. Your room will be prepared right away!" His secretary replied as he pulled out his phone from his pocket.
"Mr.Usero!! Mr.Usero! Please answer a quick question!! Did you seal the deal with an unknown company? Is there something special about them? You have never done something like that before?" As he walked some reporters ran back at him but his secretary stopped them from approaching him and blocked their path, but their questions were never-ending.
"Do I owe you something?" He asked.
"What?" One of the reporters asked.
"Master means who do you think you are to ask him about his matters, if you want to live peacefully stay out of his business," his secretary gave a detailed answer to the reporters and walked behind his Master.
He got into his Alpine Green Bentley Flying Spur elegantly not baiting an eye to the ladies fainting at the sight of him. As soon as he got into the back seat he took off his glasses revealing a pair of dark black eyes. His eyebrows weren't ceased nor he was angry but his expression couldn't be interpreted in any other way except for annoyance and disdain.
He rested his head on the headrest and closed his eyes, he breathed out tiredly.
He hadn't slept in days, because of the huge burden on his shoulders he rarely got a chance to rest.
They drove through the loud city traffic toward the quiet and peaceful site where one could see lush green grass as far as their eyes permitted. And not far away from the beauty there stood a mansion nothing less than a castle itself. The gates opened for them and the driver drove in. And finally the car stopped at the doorsteps of the mansion.
"Master Micah, We are here," His secretary Ryan spoke lightly when he saw Micah sleeping in the back seat, Micah was a very light sleeper so his eyes flashed open as soon as he heard him speak. A maid ran forwards and opened the door of the car for him, he stepped off the car and went straight inside.
The driver in the car finally took a deep breath.
"Were you holding your breath!?" Ryan asked with a shocked expression.
"It's a habit!" The driver grinned, " Who knows when Master find something annoying and breaks it into half," the driver spoke in a scared manner.
"Pfft- Well you couldn't have said it any better," Ryan chuckled,
Micah walked up the stairs ignoring every single person standing in his way, even the huge screen where he could be seen walking out of a building with a grumpy expression. The maids stared at him until he was out of sight and then looked back at the television screen where the news of Micah sealing the deal with international Diamond Dealers was in full swing. It wasn't the first time he had appeared in the screen, he was always a hot topic,
"It is said that The Chairman of Usero Inc has gotten a hold of a diamond mine. The sources say that~~
"Diamond Mine!! Did you hear that? Our Master-" a maid overreacted when she heard the news.
"Stop shouting!! If the Master hears you, you will be dead!" The other hushed her.
"Oh! How lovely it would be to die with his beautiful hands," Her expression was very perverted when she said that. "I wonder who will be the luck girl to marry our Master," she mumbled.
"I am sure she will be a filthy rich heiress or some princess." She replied.
And just then in a hotel room very far away from the mansion, in another country a girl gave out a very tired groan, she twisted and turned in her bed restlessly.
The only granddaughter of Alister Cassius, Viviana, meets a tragic end at the hands of her treacherous boyfriend, Nico. Her seemingly perfect life shatters in an instant. But fate isn't done with her yet. Viviana wakes up not as herself, but as Liora—a girl forced to disguise herself as a boy to survive. Desperate to reclaim her former life, Viviana faces insurmountable odds. On one side stands Magnus, a ruthless mafia boss determined to see her dead. On the other is Argon, a cunning businessman whose charm hides a dangerous agenda. Both men are sworn enemies, yet fate has entwined their paths with hers in a dangerously romantic twist.
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December has lived her life like a villainess and regrets it until she is given a chance to relive her life and fix her mistakes. When she travels back in time she wants to fix her mistakes and let go of the person she once loved. But when she meets him again all the past emotions she had for him, come back and her heart races just like to do the first time she saw him. She tries to slowly fix her mistakes and avoid August but in one way or another, she gets entangled with him. Will December be able to let go of the man she loved, will she be able to choose differently this time?
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Ruthlessly rejected by her family after her mother's death, Eryna found comfort in the arms of a sweet and caring guy Simba, He was in every sense a perfect life partner who loved Eryna deeply. And once Eryna was 18 she decided to marry him. But life had other plans for her. On the day of her marriage after they had exchanged their vows, They met with an accident that parted them for a lifetime. Eryna managed to live through those years with Simba in her heart, until one day when to protect her sister she married a cold-hearted prick who was the polar opposite of Simba. What would happen when two similar forces are brought together, would they repel like the same sides of a magnet, or would something spark between them as time passes by.
Hazel was on the brink of insanity when a guy named Luke helped her back into life, he sent her 6 years back into past. Now in this life Hazel vowed not to commit the same bad deeds as she had done in her past life, but while going through all those things again Hazel realise that she had been resentful for the things she hadn’t even done. And when she meets the love of her life Who doesn’t remember her...will she be able to keep her calm and walk away without trying to catch his love again...
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?”
Blinded in a crash, Cary was rejected by every socialite—except Evelina, who married him without hesitation. Three years later, he regained his sight and ended their marriage. "We’ve already lost so many years. I won’t let her waste another one on me." Evelina signed the divorce papers without a word. Everyone mocked her fall—until they discovered that the miracle doctor, jewelry mogul, stock genius, top hacker, and the President's true daughter… were all her. When Cary came crawling back, a ruthless tycoon had him kicked out. "She's my wife now. Get lost."
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!
"It's getting hot in here, don't you think?" I shudder as my clit becomes wet with his smooth voice. I melt away in his arms. He kisses me with a passion I've never felt before, and I moan into his mouth, lost in the moment until I sense him kicking open a door. I realize we're in a room. He continues the kiss as I wrap my leg around him, pulling him closer, his erection pressing into me. I feel my panties dripping wet from arousal. He releases me, resting his back on the headboard, and grabs my thigh, pulling me closer. His hand goes to my hair, releasing it to let my curls fall freely. He guides his fingers from my scalp to the ends of the curls, muttering in a husky voice, "Fucking beautiful. ****** Jasmine found herself trapped in a loveless marriage. Her world shattered when she uncovered her husband's betrayal on his birthday. Heartbroken and betrayed, she made the difficult decision to leave him and start anew in Illinois, with her friend Ava by her side. As Jasmine tried to go through her new life, a one-night stand left her pregnant, uncertain about the father's identity. But complications arose as Maxwell, Jasmine's ex-husband, refused to let go. Jasmine discovered shocking truths about Ava's betrayal. As secrets unraveled and loyalties were tested, Would she find the strength to overcome the obstacles in her way? Could she trust her heart, or would the shadows of the past forever haunt her?
"Lucien, let's get a divorce," I said in a peremptory tone that was long overdue, the most decisive farewell to this absurd marriage. We had been married for exactly three years-three years that, for me, were filled with nothing but endless loneliness and torment. For three years, the husband who should have stood by my side through every storm, Lucien Sullivan, had completely disappeared from my life as if he had never existed. He vanished without a trace, leaving me alone to endure this empty, desolate marriage. Today, I finally received his message: "I'm back. Come pick me up at the airport." When I read his words, my heart leapt with joy, and I raced to the airport, thinking that he finally understood my love and was coming back to me. But his cruelty was far worse than I could have ever imagined-he was accompanied by a pregnant woman, and that woman was Carla, my closest and most trusted friend. In that moment, all of my previous excitement, all my hope, and all of our shared laughter and tears turned into the sharpest of daggers, stabbing into my heart and leaving me gasping for air. Now, all I want is to escape from this place that has left me so broken-to lick my wounds in solitude. Even if these wounds will remain with me for the rest of my life, I refuse to have anything to do with him ever again. He should know that it was his own hand that trampled our love underfoot, that his coldness and betrayal created this irreparable situation. But when he heard those words, he desperately clung to this broken, crumbling marriage, unwilling to let it end-almost as though doing so could rewind time and return everything to how it used to be. "Aurora, come back. I regret everything!" Regret? Those simple words stirred no emotion in me-only endless sadness and fury. My heart let out a frantic, desperate scream: It's too late for any of this!