Prisoned Love
Ella Jiang held her father's hand tightly on the bed, and the tear stains on her face were still clear. "Father, do you have anything else to say to my daughter?"
Bright Jiang felt that he couldn't stand it anymore. The only thing he couldn't let go of was his daughter's marriage. "Ximena, I've arranged a marriage for you. Remember..."
Bright Jiang's difficult words made Lauren, who was sitting next to him, cry out
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Chapter 10
Upon hearing this, everyone went to the bathroom.
Someone picked up the pieces of paper in the basket and saw the torn design drawing of the theatre.
Whispers came from the crowd.
"Who did it? It's too much!"
"If we find out this kind of person, we should fire him!"
"It must be someone who has a grudge against Jared."
"Who could it be?"
Jeremy Xie only asked, "is there any backup?"
"Besides, I have saved a copy of the U disk." Ella Jiang replied.
"That's all right. Let's go. Submit this design first and then talk about it later." After saying that, Jeremy Xie went back to her office.
Hearing what the boss said, everyone dispersed their work.
Kacy's plot didn't work. She was a little dissatisfied, but she believed that no one would see it and there would be no problem.
Jeremy Xie went back to his office and asked Fred to bring the surveillance video.
Although Fred thought he had made a fuss, he still acted like a boss. Without answering, he left.
Soon, the surveillance video was brought over.
After watching the video, he understood everything. However, he found a problem. "Fred, did you come to my office for lunch?"
"Yes, a document is on your desk. I put it on the table when you were not there."
"Why did you close the door of my office?"
"Yes, I want to see what is written in the design, so I closed the door." Fred felt cold sweat began to break out on his back.
Jeremy Xie cast a suspicious glance at Fred, flipped through the files and said, "go ahead with your work. If you want to see the files in the future, just tell me. As for the surveillance video, I'll solve it myself. You don't have to worry about it."
"Okay, boss. I'll go now." Fred wiped the sweat off his forehead as he walked out. He didn't dare to do such a thing again. Once he found out, he would be in trouble.
Jeremy Xie was also thinking about how to deal with this matter. There was no doubt that it was Kacy who had done it. Logically speaking, it was not too much to fire her. But after all, she had not been here for a long time and had made a lot of contributions to the company. he could only wait for a few days before the news was spread.
Ella Jiang handed over the newly printed design drawing and a design manual. When she finished the work, it was already eight o'clock. There were only a few people left in the company.
When Ella Jiang walked to the door of the building, she found that it was raining heavily outside. The car at home must have gone to pick up Edmend Qin. It seemed that they had to wait until the rain was lighter.
"Why are you still here? Are you waiting for someone?" At this time, a car came over and rolled down the window. It was Jeremy Xie.
"No, I'm waiting for the rain to be lighter." Ella Jiang said honestly.
"Come on. I'll give you a ride."
Ella Jiang was instantly happy. "Anyway, you have a car. I won't stand on ceremony. If the rain is still so heavy, I will have to wait for the last bus in the rain."
Jeremy Xie liked this kind of person who was not affected at all; She could take a free ride as long as she could, without any sense of alienation.
When the car arrived at the gate, they found that Snow and Aunt Chen were already waiting for them with umbrellas in their hands.
"Mr. Xie? Mrs. Xie, master asked uncle Feng to pick you up. Didn't you meet him?" Aunt Chen asked as she handed an umbrella to Ella Jiang.
"No, I didn't. I was going to leave when the rain was getting lighter. I happened to meet Mr. Xie, so I asked him to drive me home." Ella Jiang took the umbrella and said, "thank you, boss. Drive slowly!"
Jeremy Xie rolled up the window and left.
"Oh, I guess I missed it. I'll call Terrence and tell him that you're home."
After entering the hall, Ella Jiang handed the umbrella to Snow and shook the rain off her clothes. When she looked up, she found that Edmend Qin was standing in the hall.
"Where is uncle Feng?" Edmend Qin asked Aunt Chen.
"I missed it. Mr. Xie sent her back. I'll call now." Aunt Chen said and walked towards the phone.
Edmend Qin and Ella Jiang stood there in silence.
"You're back." Edmend Qin didn't look good.
"Yes. I thought no one answered it, so I took a taxi back." Ella Jiang replied, "anyway, thank you."
Then she went to the room on the first floor.
"You don't have to clean the first floor anymore. "
Ella Jiang smiled, "then I have to thank you."
Then she walked forward without looking back.
After closing the door, Ella Jiang couldn't help but feel ridiculous. It was you who made me suffer like this. Now you think it's useless to hurt me. Are you going to erase the past? Or have you changed the policy and planned to force me to sign in another way?
Ella Jiang didn't want to think too much. She changed clothes and went to the dining room to cook for herself.
As soon as they entered the dining room, Ella Jiang found that Snow and Aunt Chen were serving the dishes on the table. She couldn't help but ask, "haven't you eaten yet?"
Snow opened her mouth quickly and said, "No. master said that you don't need to clean the first floor and have dinner with us from now on."
It's so weird. We need to reform the policies! While helping serve the dishes, Ella Jiang continued, "is your master a little split in personality?"
Snow was a little confused, "what do you mean by split personality?"
"He was just stimulated by something and his brain was not clear enough. Sometimes it would be like this, sometimes it would be like that." Ella Jiang explained.
"Okay.""No, I didn't. But I was stimulated," said Snow
"You have suffered a lot, haven't you?" Ella Jiang asked curiously.
"Yes. I heard that he once had a girlfriend called Dreame. The two of them had a good relationship and often came here to play. Later, Dreame died in a car accident. Then master was very sad and was not as optimistic as before."
Another car accident... If it weren't for the car accident, it wouldn't have led to Ella Jiang's miserable life.
"But I heard that there was something fishy about the car accident. Of course, I also heard about it. I don't know what it is exactly." Snow said as she put the last dish on the table. "I'm going to ask master to have dinner. Mrs., you don't have to eat alone in your room."
"Okay, go ahead." Ella Jiang pulled out a chair by herself and felt happy to have a normal meal at the table.
After a short while, Edmend Qin came out and sat opposite Ella Jiang. It was so quiet that she didn't know what to say.
"Well, thank you." Ella Jiang said
"For what?" Edmend Qin expressed her confusion.
Ella Jiang was thinking about how to answer her. She wondered if she should thank you for letting me have dinner in the living room and not cleaning the house? She shouldn't have done that.
"Nothing. Let's eat. I'm starving to death."
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One night. One drink. One wrong turn.
That's all it took to lead Ashley Kingsley straight into the arms of the man who once shattered her life into pieces.
Years later, her ex-husband Dante Montclair, heir to Montclair Group, returns to the country and they end up spending one unforgettable night together.
The next morning, she vows to forget it ever happened.
But Dante has other plans.
When a family crisis puts Ashley in an impossible position, Dante makes her an offer:
he'll save the person she loves most, if she agrees to be his again.
Torn between pride and survival, loyalty and love, Ashley must decide if this second chance is destiny... or the most dangerous mistake of her life.
8.1
I spent forty hours hand-beading a gown for a woman who was currently sleeping with my husband. My fingers were raw, my vision blurred, and the needle had just driven deep into my index finger, leaving a drop of blood on the silk.
Braxton walked into our penthouse, rain dripping from his suit, and didn't even look at me. But the scent hit me instantly—Bulgarian rose and white musk. It was the custom perfume Griselda, my own sister, commissioned in Paris.
I had spent three years as a ghost in my own marriage, sewing costumes for the woman who had haunted my vows since day one. Braxton didn't bother to hide it anymore; there was a smudge of her coral lipstick on his collar. He didn't offer an explanation, only a command to finish the gown for the Met Gala so I wouldn't embarrass them.
My mother called moments later, her voice sharp with the usual dismissal. She didn't care that I was bleeding or that my husband was cheating with my sister. She only cared that I was "falling behind" on Griselda's gown.
I sat in the silence of that cold, marble cage, staring at the needle in my hand. For years, I had swallowed every insult and stitched every lie, believing I was the capable one who had to make them happy.
But as the clock ticked, a door inside me finally clicked shut. I wasn't just tired; I was finished. I set the needle down, picked up my phone, and dialed my sister’s number to tell her she’d have to find someone else to bleed for her.
8.6
They gave Fiona to the crippled bastard as a cruel joke-the adopted daughter married off to the wheelchair-bound outcast nobody wanted.
Her real crime? Existing when the true heiress returned. Her mate rejected her for her manipulative sister. Her family cast her aside. And her forced husband? He's cold, cruel, and makes it clear he despises this arrangement as much as she does.
But something's not adding up. The man in the wheelchair spends money like he owns the world. He stands up for her when no one else will. And there's something disturbingly familiar about his voice, his touch, the way he looks at her.
Then one night, he stands up from that wheelchair, and Fiona realizes she's been played.
Her husband isn't a helpless outcast. He's the most powerful Alpha in the country, and he's been hiding in plain sight.
8.2
Just imagine a woman with three hot boyfriends who want to fuck each other as much as they want to fuck her. Yup, that's literally the plot.... well also with an obsessed stalker who wants her men gone so he would keep her for himself.
Expect; Steamy straight sex, gay sex, bi sex, messy threesomes and unapologetic foursomes, Voyeurism (because sometimes it's hotter to just watch), and BDSM.
When Myla's husband can't give her what he used to after he got paralyzed in an accident-so he offers her something else instead: his two best friends, who also happen to be his old lovers.
Now she's tangled in a world of blindfolds, whispered orders, and three men who can't stop touching her... or each other.
But passion this dangerous comes with a cost. Especially when an obsessed stalker is willing to destroy everything to claim her for himself.
7.3
Jolene flies to Italy broke and desperate for a PA job. She walks into the wrong room and finds a man naked in the shower. She can't stop staring. He notices.
The interview is brutal. Two men, Marco and Enzo, tear her apart, humiliate her, and dismiss her. She thinks she failed.
Then Enzo gets in the car. It was all a test. They wanted to see if she'd break. She didn't. The job is hers.
But they don't want a normal assistant. They want control. They touch her when they want, stand too close, give orders that cross every line.
On her first night, Marco tells her to take off her blouse.
Jolene has to choose: obey or walk away with nothing.
The problem? Part of her doesn't want to leave.
8.8
I was the invisible failure of the Goff family, hiding my medical genius behind a report card full of Fs and a slumped posture. One rainy night, I found a man bleeding out in a dark alley behind the school gymnasium, a knife protruding from his gut.
To keep the police from digging into my secrets, I dragged the dying stranger to my bedroom and stitched him up using a hidden surgical kit. I thought I was being careful, but my cousin Cleora caught a glimpse of the blood and immediately alerted my fiancé's wealthy family.
By morning, my world collapsed as my future in-laws stormed the manor, throwing an annulment agreement at my feet. They called me a "loose woman" and "million-dollar trash," while my own housekeeper gleefully testified against me. At school, the word "SLUT" was spray-painted across my locker in jagged red letters, and the boy I was supposed to marry looked at me with nothing but cold revulsion.
I didn't understand why they were so eager to destroy me before even asking for the truth. I was the one who had spent years protecting this family's reputation, yet they were throwing me to the wolves over a single misunderstanding. I felt a surge of cold fury as I realized my loyalty had been met with nothing but betrayal.
Everything changed when the "dying" stranger finally walked down the stairs, shirtless and bandaged, revealing himself as Braylon Lancaster, the most powerful man in the city. He didn't just defend me; he froze my fiancé's entire family fortune with a single phone call.
As my in-laws fled in terror, a courier arrived with a five-carat pink diamond from the head of the city's most dangerous crime syndicate. The note read: "The debt is acknowledged." Suddenly, I wasn't just a failure anymore-I was the most sought-after woman in the underworld.