Her Final Mission

Stuck at rock bottom, a woman accepts three high-stakes conquest missions involving a tech prodigy, a genius doctor, and a legal titan. Despite her careful planning, she is subjected to constant torment by the men and their jealous partners. After enduring physical abuse, cruel insults, and public humiliation, she petitions the system to return home. The only way out is to die. Following her successful death escape, the three powerful CEOs are left shattered and desperate for the moment she is gone.

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Eric was the first big-shot I got to know in this world, a real tycoon, but with the complicated backstory of being the family's secret.

When I first met him, Janet had ditched him over money, and his family had kicked him to the curb because he was sick with liver cancer.

I was all in, trying to win his trust. I brought him into my tiny apartment, nursed him through his illness, and hustled like crazy to scrape together cash for his treatments. I even went as far as donating part of my liver when we turned out to be a match.

Eric bounced back, and with a little push from me, he climbed his way to the top of the business world.

Just when Eric was practically 99% smitten with me, Janet came back.

She spun that tale about not leaving for the cash but because Eric's family had strong-armed her. She talked about her tough times abroad and how Eric was always on her mind.

Eric played it cool, but I could tell he was swayed. The moment Janet stepped back into our lives, his affection for me took a nosedive to ninety percent.

When Janet accused me of giving her the cold shoulder, Eric was down to 80%. When she claimed I pushed her, it dropped to 70.

Over five years, Eric's feelings for me were like a roller coaster, finally settling at a chilly 30%.

I had always thought Eric's heart would not skip a beat for me again.

However, when I woke up in the hospital, I saw his concern for me had spiked to 50%.

It was not just his concern that had changed. Eric was different, too.

He rushed to my side as I tried to sit up, propping a pillow behind me with care.

"Take it easy," he said gently. "The doctor mentioned you've got a concussion."

The air was biting cold, and the lake had turned to ice.

That explained the throbbing pain in my head. I must have hit the ice.

His soft voice, though, made the room spin a little less.

Eric squirmed under my stare and looked away. "We found the charm bracelet. I got it wrong about you.

"It was the nanny who took it. She claimed it was a mix-up and thought it was hers. I've let her go.

"Yara, Janet jumped to conclusions too quickly. I've talked to her. She's going to apologize to you."

'Who owes who an apology? Is Janet really going to say sorry to me?' I could not quite grasp it.

Before I could even process it, Eric had brought Janet in from the hallway.

She stood by my bed, her apology coming out more forced than heartfelt.

After her half-hearted 'sorry,' she could not resist a dig.

"Yara, let's try to talk things out next time, okay? You leaping into the lake gave us all a fright. We're adults. We can sit down and work through issues."

I used to bite my tongue for Eric's sake, to keep the peace with Janet.

I never fought back against her snide remarks.

However, I was done playing nice.

"Who's not talking things through? I tried. Did anyone listen?

"I told you from the start it wasn't me, but no one believed me. And Eric, you call that an apology? You wanted me to apologize to her as if I should stand outside till nightfall. If she's falsely accused me, shouldn't she face the same?"

Janet paled.

Eric's brow creased in concern, though he remained silent.

Janet, putting on a show, said, "Yara's right. I'll go back and stand if it keeps her from getting mad."

With those words, she dashed out of my hospital room.

Eric glanced back at me, his expression turning grim, but he held back any biting remarks.

"Yara, how could you be so harsh with Janet? She's sick and can't be on her feet for too long. I'm going to go stop her. Please don't make those kinds of jokes anymore."

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Arranged to be his wrath, possession and lastly his bride. Heira's life changed completely when she was forced to marry a cold hearted billionaire, Dante Moretti. Her father, Charles Arven's reputation is being tarnished as a result of a public scandal. His company was losing investors and also going bankrupt. He had desperately set up the marriage with the aim of acquiring influence from Dante's family. Dante agreed to the marriage without revealing the cost that comes with it. But from the moment Heira says "I do," she knows something is wrong. Dante doesn't just resent her, he wants her nowhere near his world. Unknown to her, he had plotted the downfall of her family's company and orchestrated the marriage as a part of his long game of vengeance. He planned to take his revenge fully on Heira, but she is nothing like he expected, soft where he is hard, and warm where he is cold. When the truth about the past is revealed, their relationship is put to test. Will their marriage survive the fire or burn with it?

Billionaire Modern Romance

7.4

Call Me Fake Heiress? Now I Bought My Ex's Company

7.4

I never expected to be branded a 'fake heiress' and a 'scheming bitch' on my own wedding anniversary. "Did you really think we'd never find out you faked the DNA test?" My mother's voice cut like a blade. "You've been impersonating our real daughter all along." The irony was suffocating. They were the ones who stormed into my peaceful life, insisting that I was their long-lost child-no proof needed. And now they dared to call me the fraud. "Since Camille has finally returned to where she belongs," my father declared coldly, "it's time for you to crawl back into whatever shadow you came from." Then came the final blow. My husband of five years didn't even hesitate. "I'll have the divorce papers drawn up immediately. Don't make this difficult, Mirena. You were never meant to be my wife." Overnight, I was discarded. The scandal of the city. The woman who stole a life that was never hers. But they forgot one thing: I never needed them. Before I was George Ashton's wife, I was Mirena Sterling-the Investment Queen. The woman who broke Wall Street records before she turned twenty-five. A racing champion. A tech prodigy. I walked away from all of it. Gave up my empire. My crown. My name. All for a man who threw me away like garbage the moment someone "better" came along. Big mistake. On the night they cast me out, soaking wet and humiliated, I ran into the last person I ever wanted to see. "Look at you now, Mirena," Alexander Pierce murmured, watching me with those piercing eyes. "The woman who once ruled the financial world. Reduced to this." He tilted his head. "And for what? Love?" A dark laugh. "Pathetic." My former rival. The man who spent years trying to beat me-and never once succeeded. Now he stood before me, a Wall Street titan, watching my downfall with hungry satisfaction. He thought he'd seen the last of me. He was wrong. The game was simple now: drop the dead weight, reclaim what's mine, and remind everyone why they feared my name. Within months, I was back. Every market moved when I breathed. Every headline screamed my return. The Sterlings came crawling, begging for mercy they'd never shown me. And George? He watched in horror as I bought his most prized company without blinking. The divorce he'd so eagerly signed? His greatest regret. "Mirena, please," he begged, groveling at my feet. "Give me another chance." I didn't even look at him. "Sorry, darling. I don't recycle trash." But what I didn't expect was him. Alexander Pierce dropped to one knee in front of me-the man who had once mocked my fall, now looking up with something raw and undisguised in his crimson gaze. "I knew you'd take back everything they stole," he said, voice low. "Now..." A slow, dangerous smile curved his lips. "Take me too."

Billionaire Modern Romance

7.6

Discarded Heiress: Reborn from Mafia Prison

7.6

Seven years ago, my fiancé, Don Dante Moretti, sent me to prison to take the fall for my adopted sister, Chiara. He called it a gift—a way to protect me from a worse fate. Today, he picked me up from prison only to abandon me at my family's estate. His reason? Chiara was having another one of her "episodes." My parents then informed me I'd be staying in the third-floor storage room, so as not to disturb the fragile girl who stole my life. They celebrated her "recovery" with a lavish dinner party, while I was treated like a ghost. When I refused to join, my mother hissed that I was ungrateful, and my father called me jealous. They assumed I couldn't understand their venomous whispers. But prison was my university. I learned Spanish. I understood every word. It was then I realized I wasn't just a sacrifice; I was disposable. The love I once felt for all of them had turned to ash. That night, in the dusty storage room, I logged onto an encrypted channel I'd set up years ago. A single message was waiting: "The offer stands. Do you accept?" My hands, scarred and steady, typed back, "I accept."

Billionaire Mafia Modern

8.9

He Killed Me Once, But I Was Reborn

8.9

After being murdered by her husband to secure his inheritance, Elena is unexpectedly granted a second chance at life. Waking up before their marriage, she vows to dismantle the man she once loved. Navigating the treacherous world of high society, she uses her knowledge of the future to outmaneuver him. However, her path to vengeance is complicated by a cold billionaire who offers an alliance that might change her heart forever.

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.5

Husband's Manipulative Games

9.5

Elara believed her marriage to billionaire Julian was a fairy tale until she discovered his devotion was a calculated mask. Trapped in a web of psychological control, she realizes her powerful husband has been orchestrating every aspect of her life to keep her compliant. As his manipulative games intensify, Elara must navigate a high-stakes battle of wits to reclaim her freedom from the man who claims to love her while seeking to own her soul.

Billionaire Modern Romance

8.0

My Accidental Billionaire husband

8.0

They say what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, mine didn't. I came back with a marriage certificate bearing a stranger's name, a ring worth more than my parents' love ever was, and a son whose father I've never seen, never known, never remembered. I went to Vegas for a racing competition. I won. I celebrated. And somewhere between the victory and the sunrise, my life changed forever. For six years, I've lived with the consequences of one reckless night. I built an empire. I raised my son. And I searched for the man who changed my life without even knowing it. Then fate laughed in my face. My sister married my ex-fiancé-the man I was promised to since childhood. The man I was supposed to become Mrs. Windsor for. The man who now wears my family name... and looks far too much like my child. Every time I'm near him, the past presses closer. Every glance feels like a question I'm terrified to ask. I shouldn't notice him. I shouldn't feel anything. He is my sister's husband. But some secrets refuse to stay buried. Because the truth about Vegas isn't just in the ring on my finger or the child in my arms. It's standing right in front of me. And when it finally comes out, it won't just destroy a marriage, it will burn an empire to the ground.

Billionaire Modern Romance

Her Final Mission

Chapter 2

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