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
Chapters
Share
Chapter 2
After returning to the so-called temporary bridal room in the hotel, Ella Jiang took a shower and stood silently at the window, staring blankly at the night scene of Bali Island. The island shrouded in the night was still so beautiful. The golden haired and green eyed tourists in the swimming pool were still playing. The lights in the distance reflected in the water, swaying and shining in the breeze.
She dosen't think Edmend Qin will come back today.She'd better go to bed early. It will be better if she come back tomorrow morning.
No one would have thought that the slightly drunk Edmend Qin was wandering on the island alone. He stood quietly by the sea, letting the sea breeze blow his hair.
No matter how many years had passed, he would never forget that disaster, and that person, Dreame.
"Dreame, how are you doing in the Heavenly Kingdom? Do you know... Do you know how much I miss you? Today I got married, they forced me to do so. Please forgive me... Forgive me... You know that you are the only one in my heart." Edmend Qin was in a trance, as if he had heard Dreame calling him on this strange island.
"Edmend! Where are you? Why are you here? I've been looking for you for a long time." Edmend Qin looked back and found that it was Tianna, a good friend of Dreame when she was alive. After Dreame passed away, only Tianna knew Dreame.
"... Tianna, Dreame just called my name." Edmend Qin turned around, leaned against the railing and giggled at Tianna.
"How could it be possible? I was shouting at you just now. Did you drink? You are so drunk." Tianna frowned and said, "let's go. It's cold at night. Don't catch a cold if you come out for a long time. Everyone is looking for you." Tianna helped Edmend Qin up and walked towards the hotel.
Tianna helped the wobbling Edmend Qin to the temporary bridal chamber and knocked on the door. Not long after, she saw the bride, Ella Jiang, poke her head out.
When Ella Jiang heard the knock on the door and opened it, a smile appeared on her face. 'isn't this the pair of bastards in the daytime? She looked at the rat who was still reeking of alcohol.
"Come in." Ella Jiang opened the door and let Tianna and Edmend Qin in. Tianna put the confused Edmend Qin on the bed and said, "take care of him yourself." Then she rolled her eyes at Ella Jiang and left with the smell of rouge.
"You bastard left the rat and left. It's so bad. I have to sleep on the sofa.Bad luck." Ella Jiang mumbled alone and tucked Edmend Qin in. Then she turned around and walked to the living room. She lay on the sofa and soon fell asleep.
When Edmend Qin woke up, he felt that it was already late. he checked her watch. Fortunately, there was still time. he got up and thought about what happened last night, but he couldn't remember why he came back here. As soon as he lowered his head, he found that he was not only wearing the dress, but also shoes. he could not help frowning.
Edmend Qin had a quick wash, changed clothes and went downstairs to the dining room.
As soon as they entered the restaurant, they saw Ella Jiang and his parents having breakfast together from a distance. The way they talked and laughed made Edmend Qin feel that they were deliberately currying favor with Qin parents. "What a scheming woman!" Thinking of this, Edmend Qin became more disgusted with Ella Jiang.
After breakfast, they packed up and boarded the flight back.
On the way, only two of them got off the plane first. Philip and Pamela's main properties were not here. This meant that there would only be the two of them in the future life.
The Qin family's villa had a tall hall, white circular arch and stone at the corner. It was dignified, elegant, fresh and magnificent. All kinds of flowers were blooming in the garden. It was really amazing.
As soon as Ella Jiang got out of the car, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, 'it's so beautiful.' thinking that she would live here in the future, she felt satisfied even if she was just a gardener! Thinking of this, she felt a little disappointed and smiled awkwardly.
As soon as she entered the yard, the housekeeper and maid came to carry her luggage. Although Ella Jiang felt a little awkward, she couldn't be too stingy. When she passed by the colorful flowers, she took a deep breath and felt thats he was surrounded by the fragrance of flowers.
Entering the living room, Edmend Qin walked casually to a room, opened the door and said to Ella Jiang, "you can live here from now on. As for me, I'll live upstairs." Then he said to a young maid next to him, "Snow, from now on, you only need to clean the two floors. You," he pointed at Ella Jiang and said, "you are responsible for cleaning the first floor. You are not allowed to go to the two floors unless there is any special situation. Got it? uncle Feng, you can take her to get familiar with the layout of the first floor, especially the kitchen. Let her solve the problem of her own three meals. You still do as usual." Without waiting for Ella Jiang's answer, he went straight to the two floor.
After taking a few steps, he stopped and said, "if you can't stand this kind of life, just bring it up and sign the divorce agreement. Then you can leave."
Ella Jiang snorted in her heart? Let's see who can't stand it in the end.
Ella Jiang took her luggage from the housekeeper uncle Feng and strode into the room on the right side of the living room. Although no one had lived there before, the room was still spotless. Ella Jiang didn't care whether it was the first floor or the two floors. They could even avoid meeting each other during dinner, which was the best result for her.
During the meal, Ella Jiang cleaned up her room as if she had just rented a new guest room. It was almost lunch time. Ella Jiang thought that she had to solve the problem by herself during the three meals, so he went out to the kitchen.
Ella Jiang couldn't help but admire the kitchen's quality. Snow and another older maid were busy preparing lunch. Obviously, Snow was a kitchen helper. It seemed that she was still a green hand.
"Hello, Snow. My name is Ella Jiang. Nice to meet you!" Then she reached out her hand to Snow. Snow held her hand gently and looked a little embarrassed. "What's her name?" Ella Jiang pointed at the middle-aged woman inside. "Well, Mrs. Qin, her name is Aunt Chen." Said Snow.
"Aunt Chen, let me help you!" Ella Jiang rolled up her sleeves at once.
"Mrs. Qin, you can't do that. I've never heard of you helping a servant." Aunt Chen said in a hurry.
"Aunt Chen, you heard it just now. There is no difference betweenMrs.. If I don't do it myself, I won't even have dinner. Now I can do you a little favor. At last, you can give me some delicious food." After saying that, Ella Jiang began to wash the vegetables.
Looking at the busy Ella Jiang, Aunt Chen and Snow couldn't help getting close to the new hostess from the bottom of their hearts.
After finishing the lunch with Aunt Chen and Snow, she put it on the table and picked up some dishes she liked. Seeing that seven or eight dishes were about to be served on the table, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart. The life of the noble young man was luxurious, and even the ordinary lunch and dishes were so complete.
You may also like
7.9
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.