Cara didn't know whether she should be offended or threatened. How should she react to such an absurd offer? A million dollars, as if it was something she could simply ignore. But that was the point. This billionaire probably thought that such an amount could buy everything. He had no idea what he'd just unleashed. She took a deep breath before replying, her voice calm yet sharp: "Pregnant, so yes." She felt like she was walking a tightrope, but she wasn't about to let him intimidate her. Not by him. He seemed to think he was above it all. "You're going crazy, I'm leaving." The expression on his face was a mix of surprise and disdain, as if she were a mistake he couldn't wait to fix. But she wasn't backing down. "A million dollars, which you can use to pay for your mother's treatment and everything else, I don't care what you do with it." Every word was a blade she threw into the air, ready to pierce his ego. She knew it. She'd seen it in his eyes. He thought he could buy anything. She stopped, the reality of her words hitting her full force. What happens when a billionaire meets one of the craziest girls on the planet? Hilarious arguments, endless publicity stunts, living together, a fake relationship, surrogacy, sex, and much more. But would there be love? She doubted it, but one thing was certain: the adventure was just beginning.
Ah, there she is – Cara Green, sitting as still as a statue. Anyone who knows Cara would know that stillness is not her natural state, but her present predicament calls for it.
She's sitting comfortably on a leather chair which should already have her butt frame sculpted on it, given the fact it is her go-to chair when visiting. Cara's got her limbs sprawled out, back firmly pressed into the seat, and her left hand resting lazily on the armrest. Her right hand is propping up her chin, while her teeth chew on her black nails. She's fidgety, adjusting her position every now and then – probably from trying to hold in all that nervous energy.
You see, two weeks ago, Cara got a call that shattered her heart. Not that boy leaving you heartbreak, but the heartbreak of knowing you might lose the person that brings you ice cream and suggests you egg his car. Her mom, Brianna Green, is a force to be reckoned with – a superhero in her own right. At 53, she's what the cool kids these days would call lit – she's got a wild, unconventional way of thinking that's rubbed off on Cara. Independent, strong-willed, funny, a total psycho and, most of all, a person with a good heart. But at this moment, Cara is not feeling independent.
Cara's late father would always tell her that she was exactly like her mum in terms of character. He would say, "Attitude like your mama but a face like mine."
Martin Green was a firefighter, he died in the line of duty five years ago leaving Cara to experience her first heartbreak. Her father's passing had left a hole in her chest, one that was never quite filled. But in this moment, with her mother hooked up to machines in the hospital, that hole was now wider than it had ever been.
She's staring intently at the heart monitor, realizing just how fragile life can be. That machine represents everything that's keeping her mom alive, and the thought of it stopping terrifies her. Each beep, each flicker of the screen reminds her of just how much she has left to lose. Her thoughts spiral-if it weren't for this machine, her mom wouldn't be here. If only they could go back to those carefree days when Brianna was still the vibrant woman she knew, the one who would challenge Cara to race to the car or show up at her school with ice cream on a Tuesday afternoon for no reason at all.
Suddenly, the sound of the door creaking open snaps Cara back to reality.
The test results are out.
Cara's heart lurches as Dr. Andrew steps in. This is the last place he wants to be, mostly because he is frightened of Cara.
Why?
Cara continuously teases him about her imaginary sexcapades with him in his office. In Cara's defense, it was fun to tease him. It helped her pass the time. Plus, the poor guy is always mortified. His facial expressions are everything. It was her way of trying to get a laugh in the middle of everything, trying to mask the panic eating away at her insides.
That's why he doesn't even need to talk. Cara can see it in his face – the panic, the way his hands tremble, the sheen of sweat glistening on his forehead. His feet are planted firmly in one spot, as if he's afraid to move. His eyes dart between her and her mother, and Cara knows, deep down, that the news isn't going to be good.
The air between them is thick with unspoken words. The kind of silence that makes her skin crawl and her heart race.
"How bad is it?" Cara asks, her voice shaking. She's trying to hold herself together, but she can feel the cracks forming in her resolve.
"S-she needs surgery, soon." Dr. Andrew stammers, his voice as shaky as his hands. He can barely meet her eyes, as though he's afraid of what her reaction might be. The words feel hollow, as if they carry a weight far heavier than anything he could possibly say.
Cara's heart sinks as the weight of those words settles over her. Surgery. The word rings in her ears like a death sentence. Her mind races with images of her mom in a hospital bed, hooked up to machines, her once vibrant and lively spirit reduced to nothing more than a fragile body fighting to survive.
Cara falls back on the chair, her mind struggling to process the new information. Everything is happening so fast. Two weeks ago, they didn't even know there was a problem. Now, her mother is facing a surgery that might not even work. The reality of the situation crashes over her, a wave of helplessness that threatens to pull her under.
She wants to scream, to demand that the world make sense again, to somehow rewind the clock and go back to a time when she didn't feel like her whole life was unraveling. But she can't. All she can do is sit there, staring at Dr. Andrew, hoping that he'll say something to make it better. Hoping for a miracle.
But there is no miracle.
Dr. Andrew, on the other hand, didn't expect his announcement to go this smoothly. It seems that Cara, for once, isn't yelling at him, making sarcastic comments, or threatening to prank him again. She's just... quiet. He doesn't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing. Maybe, he thinks, she's still in shock. He doesn't want to overstep, doesn't want to say the wrong thing. So he does what he knows best-he backs away slowly, leaving Cara to process the dreadful news that her mom is dying.
Brianna always hated the word cancer, most of her friends fought the sickness and lost. As dramatic as Brianna is, she would rather die in a club while living her life to the fullest than being trapped with heart monitors, tubes, and an oxygen mask. If she could see herself right now, she would probably throw up. She always said that if she was ever in a hospital, it would be because of something ridiculous like a wild party gone wrong or an extreme skydiving accident. Not this. Not cancer.
She withheld the information from Cara for as long as she could. But two weeks ago, she broke down and ended up in the hospital, there was no hiding it anymore. The doctors had found something in her scans, something that shouldn't be there, and now the waiting had begun. The waiting to see how long it would take before the disease took its toll. Brianna had tried to be strong for Cara, but the truth was, she wasn't strong enough to carry this burden alone. She needed help.
And now, Cara is faced with the truth. The woman who raised her, who taught her to fight for what she believes in, to stand tall in the face of adversity, is the one who needs saving.
"I can't lose her," Cara whispers to herself, the words slipping out before she even realizes she's speaking them. It's the first time she's said it aloud, and it feels like a confession. A fear that has been gnawing at her since that call two weeks ago.
But for now, all she can do is sit there. Wait for the next step. Hold her breath and pray that something, anything, will change. But deep down, she knows she can't control what happens next. Life is fragile, and sometimes, there's nothing you can do but hold on tight and hope for the best.
And in this moment, with the sound of her mother's steady heart monitor beeping in the background, Cara Green realizes just how much she has to lose.
Zachary Danvers had everything he could ever want. He was successful, famous, wealthy, and surrounded by women, but there was something he lacked-a family. He'd watched other people with the ones they loved, the sense of belonging that he craved. He longed for the warmth of that connection, the bond that went deeper than anything his status or wealth could provide. Karina Hart, or Kari as her friends called her, was known as the best diagnostician in her field. She was sharp, intelligent, and respected, but behind her professional facade, she carried a heavy burden-a past she'd worked tirelessly to bury. No one truly knew the depths of her history, and she intended to keep it that way. The two found themselves at a lively party, laughter echoing around them as people danced and mingled. The air was thick with joy, and Zach couldn't help but be drawn to Kari's quiet beauty and grace. They spent the evening talking, laughing, and getting to know each other. The chemistry between them was undeniable, an unspoken connection that seemed to pull them together. But just as the night seemed perfect, Kari's phone buzzed, the screen lighting up with a single, cryptic message. Her face drained of color, her hand trembling as she stared at the words. "It's happening again." Zach noticed her sudden shift, the way her smile faltered. He took her hand, squeezing it gently, offering comfort she didn't even realize she needed. "What's wrong, Kari?" She hesitated, but the weight of her past was too heavy to ignore. "I have to go," she murmured, voice barely a whisper, but the panic was clear in her eyes. Zach didn't let go of her hand, his grip firm, determined to help her face whatever had come to haunt her. The night had taken a turn, and as Kari's past resurfaced, it wasn't just her future on the line. Zach knew that with the danger now circling, they were both at risk-her past had found them, and it would stop at nothing to tear them apart.
She was in love, after all this time. Or at least, she told herself that to convince herself. Kayla Summers, with her heart still a little broken, thought she had found in her new boyfriend, the discreet and caring sous-chef, the stability she had been seeking. Their relationship seemed perfect, like a peaceful dream. The idea of marriage was no longer just a formality, but a logical step, the inevitable next chapter of their story. But all of that came crashing down in an instant. The marriage license request, which should have been a simple step toward the future, was rejected without hesitation. "Sorry, ma'am, you're already married." The words echoed in her head like a thunderclap. How could she have forgotten that? How could she have ignored that part of her life? A part of her life she thought she had left behind. Daniel Hunt, the man she had vowed to marry, hadn't been around for too long. During his vacation in Las Vegas, he had married a beautiful woman-her-but after one night, he had left her alone. Since then, he had been absent, and their marriage seemed like a bad dream. But now, he was back, and he had a message to deliver. At her doorstep, Daniel looked at her intensely, his piercing gaze hiding a wealth of emotions. "Six months, Kayla. Six months with me, and then I'll sign the papers. Otherwise, you'll stay my wife, forever." These words hit Kayla like a slap. The choice seemed so simple, but in her heart, the sparks of an unspoken passion were already beginning to burn. She felt torn between the calm man she was about to marry and the billionaire, arrogant and insufferable, who had abandoned her... and who now seemed ready to claim her back.
Sasha Hamilton had always lived a life of luxury, never needing to worry about the intricacies of business or the weight of responsibility. At 24, she reveled in the freedom her father's wealth afforded her-a carefree existence of private jets, designer clothes, and extravagant parties. She had it all, and she didn't mind letting the world know it. However, her perfect world came crashing down the day her father, Garret Hamilton, summoned her into his office. "Christian Matheson," her father's voice was cold, his gaze as unyielding as ever. "You're going to marry him." The shock hit Sasha like a tidal wave. She had heard of Christian-27 years old, heir to a business empire that was now teetering on the edge of bankruptcy. It was the only reason Garret Hamilton had offered to help the Matheson family: an arranged marriage between their children, an alliance that would solidify Garret's hold over the rival company and bring Christian's family under his control. Christian, once known as a carefree playboy, now faced the devastating reality of his father's company crumbling. When Garret's proposal came, it seemed like the only lifeline left. Christian knew he had no choice but to agree, even if it meant marrying a woman who was nothing more than a pawn in his father's desperate game. Thrown together in a marriage neither wanted, Sasha and Christian were forced to navigate the minefield of their families' expectations, their own secrets, and the web of lies that entangled them. What started as a cold, calculated arrangement might turn into something neither of them ever expected.
There stood the most gorgeous man in Erica Ferguson's eyes, her groom, Arnold Binder. Tall, handsome, with a smile that could melt even the coldest heart, he had been the man of her dreams, or so she thought. The wedding had been nothing short of a fairy tale, and the love he had shown her before their vows had made her believe she was the luckiest woman alive. But then, the truth hit her like a tidal wave, shattering her illusions into pieces. Her world crumbled when she discovered that her husband had never loved her like he had claimed. All the sweet words, the tender gestures, were nothing more than a facade. Arnold had married her to please his grandmother, a cold business arrangement that meant nothing to him beyond obligation. The realization tore through Erica's heart like a knife, leaving her breathless, drowning in a sea of disbelief. Since that painful revelation, Erica's life had been nothing but a living hell. She had expected love, care, and partnership, but instead, she faced indifference and loneliness. Her husband, once the center of her world, now felt like a stranger. He never bothered to see her pain, nor did he try to comfort her. She was left to face it all alone. Erica, despite her strength, could feel herself slowly starting to break apart. The weight of betrayal was unbearable, and though she tried to hold onto the pieces of herself, they were slipping through her fingers like sand. She had always been strong, but even the strongest woman had her breaking point.
You are cordially invited to the wedding of two people. This wedding marks the union of two elite Greek-American families, an event as prestigious as it is feared. The eyes of the world will be on this ceremony, where luxury blends with tradition, and where smiles hide untold stories. It meets all the necessary requirements according to tradition. Greek, check. Wealthy, check. Status, check. Love? Eh, not really. The marriage of Christian Matheson and Sasha Hamilton is more than just a union. It is a strategic move, a carefully orchestrated family agreement, meant to preserve the honor and prosperity of both clans. Two opposing worlds collide here, united by blood ties and financial interests, but separated by secrets, grudges, and unspoken desires. Christian, heir to a dwindling fortune, and Sasha, the daughter of a ruthless magnate, never wanted this alliance. But under the pressure of their respective families, they had no choice but to bow to the demands of an age-old tradition. So, come see how two strangers, forced together by their families, handle the situation. How will they navigate this marriage of convenience while slowly discovering each other in a world where appearances reign, and every gesture, every word, can change everything? Will love come from this constraint, or will their story be marked by the weight of expectations? Only time will tell.
I was 18, and I had no real idea of what that truly meant until my father made a decision that would change my life forever. An arranged marriage, with Isaac Miller, a young billionaire whose name echoes around the world. My father made this decision to restore peace between our families, a peace I didn't even understand. Isaac Miller wasn't just a businessman; he was a living empire. Thousands of companies, investments in sectors that even the biggest corporations wouldn't dare touch. At 25, he was already at the helm of it all, a business genius, relentless, unshakable. And I, I was nothing more than Claudia Richardson, an 18-year-old girl, kind and innocent, who never asked to be a pawn in a game far beyond my understanding. I often wondered how a man like Isaac could commit to such a relationship, one based on a contract, on family benefits rather than real feelings. But my father had his reasons, reasons I didn't have the courage to question. He said it was for stability, to protect our name, our legacy. But that only frightened me more. Why would a man like Isaac, with so much power, agree to marry a girl like me? The marriage was just a formality for him, a way to maintain order and family interests. But what was I in all of this? Just a simple symbol of union between two empires.
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
My family was on the poverty line and had no way to support me in college. I had to work part-time every day just to make ends meet and afford to get into the university. That was when I met her—the pretty girl in my class that every boy dreamt of asking out. I was well aware she was out of my league. Nevertheless, I mustered all my courage and bravely told her that I had fallen for her. To my surprise, she agreed to be my girlfriend. With the sweetest smile I had ever seen, she told me that she wanted my first gift for her to be the latest and top-of-the-line iPhone. I worked like a dog and even did my classmates’ laundry to save up. My hard work eventually paid off after a month. I finally got to buy what she wanted. But as I was wrapping my gift, I saw her in the dressing room, making out with the captain of the basketball team. She then heartlessly made fun of my inadequacy and made a fool out of me. To make things worse, the guy whom she cheated on me with even punched me in the face. Desperation washed over me, but there was nothing I could do but lie on the floor as they trampled on my feelings. But then, my father called me out of the blue, and my life turned upside down. It turned out that I was a billionaire's son.
Becky endured three years of marriage to the cold-hearted Rory. In all that time, she naively reasoned that one day, he'd gradually come to like her. But the second he forced her to kneel down and humiliate herself, she knew she had been wrong about him. This man had no feelings for her at all. So why should she still love him? When Rory gave her the choice between kneeling down and divorcing, she didn't miss a beat and chose the latter. After all, why should she waste her youth on this scumbag? Wouldn't it be nicer for her to just have fun every day with her billion-dollar family fortune?
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.