Calvin walked unsteadily towards Emily with a sly grin. A faint smile remained on his lips until Calvin stood right in front of Emily. "Is there something wrong if I change clothes in my own room?" Calvin stopped right in front of Hasna without breaking their eye contact at all. "After all, we are husband and wife, it's fine for me to be naked in front of you, right?" Calvin teased as he pried open Emily's hands which were still covering her face. "I'm not ready yet, Calvin, will you shut up your finches first?" Emily demanded, still keeping both hands covering her eyes. "Hahaha, this is Emily's eagle, not a finch," Calvin corrected because he felt insulted if the heirloom weapon he had carefully guarded for 29 years was called a finch. "Come on, open it! Take a look at my eagle!"
Emily remained silent after successfully unraveling her shoulder-length hair and wiping off the makeup on her face. Her hand reached behind, trying to reach the neatly lined buttons on her back.
"Ugh, it's so difficult!" Emily complained as her fingers failed to reach the buttons on her back. She tried again and again, but her fingers only managed to undo a few buttons.
Emily tried to pull the dress down, successfully slipping it down to her chest, revealing her two beautiful mounds that appeared prominent due to the pressure of her wedding dress. Emily took a deep breath and held it for a moment. Soon, a rough exhale escaped, accompanied by the only sound in the room, the rhythm of a lone machine. Even the cooling machine couldn't prevent sweat from beginning to cover Emily's body due to her fruitless efforts.
Emily remained still in front of the dressing table, closing her eyes with her face resting on her hands when suddenly a finger released one of her buttons. Emily's body froze instantly as her eyes widened, finding the cold man standing behind her.
"Just say if you need help!" Calvin, the man, said as he began unbuttoning her dress.
Emily remained motionless as the dress she was wearing gradually released her breath that had been feeling tight. The dress descended unconsciously. Calvin, who was only focused on Emily's smooth back, froze momentarily as he accidentally caught a beautiful sight reflected in the mirror in front of him. However, his logic quickly regained control. He cleared his throat to loosen his constricted throat. He brought his face closer to Emily's, staring straight into the mirror, closing the gap between them, and whispered, "You don't need to bother trying to seduce me because it will never work."
Calvin's words successfully snapped Emily out of her reverie. The girl was startled, and she quickly pulled up her dress that had slipped down to her waist, covering her upper body, which was only protected by a strapless bra. Calvin smirked slyly as he withdrew from Emily's side. He then took off his jacket, tie, and white shirt, tossing them onto the bed without paying any attention to Emily, who appeared increasingly agitated. However, the situation took an unexpected turn for Calvin in the next moment.
Nonchalantly, Emily allowed her wedding dress to fall between her legs. She left her wedding dress lying on the floor and entered the bathroom with only her remaining underwear on.
Upon reaching the bathroom, Emily immediately turned on the shower to wet her hair. Her brain short-circuited instantly because, just to prove to Calvin that she wasn't a weak woman, she consciously set aside her embarrassment. "Damn, Emily, this is the craziest thing you've ever done in your life!" Emily muttered to herself while trying to calm her racing heart.
On the side of the bed, Calvin's body was still frozen after seeing how the beautiful curves of Emily's new body were displayed before his eyes. He wasn't interested in Emily at all, but he was a normal adult man who would feel hot if he saw a woman's beautiful body, especially since Emily was his legal wife who was lawful for him to have sex with whenever he wanted. "Unlucky!" Calvin cursed then threw his body on the bed. His hands ruffled the petals of the heart-shaped flower in the middle of the bed in annoyance.
Not long after Calvin managed to suppress the turmoil within him, Emily emerged from the bathroom wearing only a towel that covered her chest to her thighs. Spontaneously, Calvin gazed at Emily with an unreadable expression. The remaining water that flowed from Emily's wet hair onto her smooth, bare shoulders made Calvin swallow hard. Calvin's gaze then shifted to Emily's exposed, slender legs. Suddenly, his mind began to wander, imagining Emily's body concealed beneath that towel.
"Aren't you showering?"Emily's words instantly brought Calvin back to his senses. He quickly averted his gaze, grabbed a towel from the closet, and hurriedly entered the bathroom.
A smile spread across Emily's lips as she observed how Calvin became flustered at the sight of her. "Pretending to be strong, huh?" Emily teased as she opened the wardrobe to choose the nightgown she would wear tonight. "This is just the beginning, handsome doctor!" Emily declared as she selected the sexiest lingerie available in the wardrobe. She would follow all of her mother-in-law's ideas, even if they sounded ridiculous. And, of course, Emily would willingly go along with Calvin's game plan.
Calvin's body froze instantly as he saw Emily sitting on the edge of the bed, her hands busy applying lotion to her legs. Emily offered a smile to Calvin, who remained motionless, "Are you hungry? I'm really hungry!" Emily asked, successfully bringing Calvin back to reality. She glanced briefly at Calvin and then got up from the bed.
"Isn't there any other outfit you can wear? Instead of wearing something skimpy, you might as well go naked," Calvin grumbled irritably, not intending to answer Emily's previous question.
"Go ahead and check the closet! Mama only prepared lingerie in there! Besides, it doesn't really affect you, whether I wear clothes or not," Emily said, savoring Calvin's annoyed expression. She pretended to be indifferent while her heart raced once again. She couldn't deny that the man who had officially become her husband just a few hours ago looked incredibly sexy with water droplets cascading down his well-defined six-pack, a result of his regular workouts. Emily couldn't help but want to hug him and inhale his masculine scent. Suddenly, Emily's mind wandered, imagining romantic scenes like those in the novels she had read.
Calvin's eyebrows furrowed as he saw the faint smile on the girl's lips. "Why are you looking at me like that?" Calvin asked irritably, his gaze sharp.
"You're sexy! But unfortunately, Emily has to be patient for now," Emily replied teasingly, her tone instantly piquing Calvin's curiosity about what was going on in the mind of this seemingly unpredictable girl.
"What do you mean?" Calvin asked cynically, continuing to dry his wet hair with a small towel.
"I wish I were the towel!" Emily muttered to herself, her gaze fixed on the towel wrapped around the man's waist.
"I'm hungry. If you don't want to eat, I'll just eat by myself," Emily said to divert Calvin's attention. To be honest, Calvin's intense gaze was making Emily's heart race even more irregularly.
Emily, who was comfortably seated on the sofa, still seemed to be weighing whether to continue their absurd conversation or to start devouring the food in front of her. Her eyes scanned all the delicious dishes on the table. Emily's stomach made a loud noise, clearly audible to Calvin's ears. "See, the worms in my stomach are already staging a protest, Bang!" Emily exclaimed without paying attention to Calvin's annoyed expression, and she promptly started to dig into the delicious meal.
Calvin could only sigh in frustration as he grabbed a change of clothes from the walk-in closet located at the far end of the room and then returned to the bathroom to put them on, without intending to respond to Emily's remarks.
"Beyond expectations!" Emily mumbled as she continued to enjoy her meal.
"It's not a bad wedding," Calvin finally commented, acknowledging the fact.
"Uncle, is it wrong if I like you?" Elena whispered, successfully freezing Devan's body. "I don't know why this feeling has to be present. And I'm stupid why it has to be with my parents' best friend," Elena admitted, realizing her mistake."Of course not, El. It's natural for a daughter to like or even idolize her own father," answered Devan calmly, trying to make Elena aware.Those gentle but full of thorns words immediately stuck, tearing Elena's heart. Is this what it feels like to have a broken heart?Devan's facial expression turned dark when his sharp eyes fixed on the hazel eyes in front of him which were starting to look teary. Slowly the girl's lips opened. He seemed to be shaking violently to say a word."But...but El doesn't think of Uncle like Dad. El really likes Uncle," Elena honestly said while holding back the pool of water that was pressing on the corner of her eyes.It's all about love, hope and age. Can they convince the world that love never knows time and age?
Brian Samudra, a high school teenager, fell in love with his Mathematics teacher at his school. The teacher's name is Nadine. Apart from being known for her beautiful appearance, Nadine is also recognized as a strict and disciplined teacher. Brian's efforts bore fruit when they spent two beautiful nights together at a romantic resort in Bali. However, their togetherness had to end due to differences in status and age, and reluctantly, Nadine rejected Brian's love. But fate had other plans; they were reunited after being separated for 5 years in a different situation. The presence of Ricky, a 4-year-old toddler by Nadine's side, intrigued Brian. His desire to be with Nadine grew stronger when she rejected him for the second time. Will Brian succeed in winning Nadine's love this time, or will he have to experience heartbreak for the second time?
Darian Mahesa, a 29 year-old man with all the privileges in his life. Besides being wealthy, intelligent, and always accompanied by success, there is one important thing he has yet to attain, which is love. Since childhood, he has been recognized as the sole heir of Putra Company, a business engaged in property and fashion, which has prevented him from experiencing love. For him, work comes first, and this obsession led him to dedicate all his teenage years to learning about the business. Raised by his dictator father, Darian became a firm, disciplined, smart, and reliable CEO, but also cold and untouched by any woman. His life takes a 180° turn when he decides to try something new. He wants to experience the thrill of spending one night with a girl, preferably someone who is still a virgin. Due to financial pressure, Fahira, Darian's secretary, eventually volunteers to offer herself to finance her younger sibling's heart surgery. Darian never expected that his playful act would bring both seeds of love and a lifetime of regret. Now, how will Darian truly win Fahira's heart, which has already been deeply wounded?"
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
"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!
She was the notorious Alana Wilson, a shameful daughter of the Wilson family. Her reputation went downhill after she broke her engagement with her fiance, Albert Harris. They pointed finger at her, calling her a cheater. However, in truth, who was the cheater here? Alana would do anything she could to have her engagement with Albert broken, even if it meant sacrificing her own reputation. Ten years of abuse she endured in her last life was enough. She made sure that in this life, she would never marry that cheating bastard again. As her previous crush, as well as her brother's best friend, Lorenzo Miller is now back to the country, what would happen to her already messed up life? Especially when her ex-fiance also didn't want to leave her alone. Sequel is out now! Rebirth of the Billionaire's Vengeful Actress Wife
Trigger warning!!! Intended for mature readers who enjoy morally complex, slow-burn, poseesive, forbidden, dark romance that pushes boundaries. ***EXCERPT*** Blood everywhere. Trembling hands. "No!" My eyes blurred. His lifeless eyes stared back at me, his blood pooling at my feet. The man I loved-dead. Killed by the one person I could never escape - my stepbrother. *** Kasmine's life was never hers to begin with. Kester, her stepbrother, controlled and monitored her every move. At first, it was all sweet and brotherly until it began to turn into an obsession. Kester was the Alpha, and his word was law. No close friends. No boyfriends. No freedom. The only consolation Kasmine had was her twenty-first birthday, which was supposed to change everything. She dreamt of finding her mate, escaping the sickening control of Kester, and finally claiming her own life. But fate had other plans for her. On the night of her birthday, not only was she disappointed that she wasn't mated to the love of her life, but she found out that her mate was none other than him - Her tormentor. Her stepbrother. She'd rather die than be mated to a man whom she had known as her big brother all her life. A man who would do just anything to make sure she was his. But when love turns to obsession, and obsession turns to blood, how far can one girl run before she realizes there is nowhere else to run to?
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.