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 4
As soon as Edmend Qin entered the room, Ella Jiang immediately became the God of plague, and the people around immediately hid far away from her, in order not to make trouble and let master find fault. Ella Jiang walked up to Edmend Qin and requested to look for a job tomorrow.
"Find a job? Do you mean that our Qin family can't support you?" Edmend Qin complained.
"I don't need your family to support me. I can support myself. I just inform you today, in case you look too ignorant." Ella Jiang said firmly.
Edmend Qin gave Ella Jiang with a credit card, and then was immediately thrown back by Ella Jiang. "I've told you that I can support myself. Really, your understanding ability is really bad." Ella Jiang turned around and left in disdain, completely ignoring Edmend Qin behind her. She was too angry to say a word.
Edmend Qin took out her phone and called, "is that Fred? Contact more design units tomorrow and tell their leaders that they can't recruit a woman named Ella Jiang. Tell them that it's the idea of the Qinfinancial group. Right... No, don't call her Mrs. Don't ask too much. Just tell them that that woman's name is Ella Jiang."
On the second morning, Ella Jiang went out in high spirits. But at noon, she came back with a depressed face.
She had looked for several design companies the whole morning, but they refused to hire her. Ella Jiang felt that her conditions were not bad. It was not so difficult to find a job in the past. With several years of work experience, she could not find a job. She asked the recruiters why they didn't hire her, but they didn't tell her the reason. This really gave Ella Jiang a headache.
Ella Jiang had no choice but to encourage herself. It was only her first day here, and perhaps she hadn't met a suitable company yet.
However, three days had passed, but there was still no progress in Ella Jiang. At the last company's interview, Ella Jiang kept an eye on it and waited a little longer in the company after the interview. Sure enough, on the way out of the water room, the two interviewers chatted, "Miss Jiang is really good. If the Qin financial group hadn't told me in advance, I might have hired her directly. I guess she has offended the people of the Qin financial group. With her design theory and ability, in fact, she is very precious."
It was not until then that Ella Jiang became enlightened. It turned out to be Edmend Qin's trick. He had promised me to work, but he had played this trick behind my back. Wasn't he just unwilling to let me work? But I have to come out to look for her. I, Ella Jiang, am not a person who will easily admit defeat. There are so many companies in the world. Let's see how powerful you are to block me one by one.
At noon, she was not even in the mood to go home for lunch. She found a nearby restaurant and ordered a bowl of rice and a small dish.
Ella Jiang suddenly found a wallet on the seat next. She picked it up and opened it. There were cash, credit card and ID card, with the name of the wallet owner: Jeremy Xie.
Without thinking too much, Ella Jiang walked to the front desk and asked the waiter to tell the receptionist who had lost her wallet and went to the front desk to claim it. Perhaps the owner of the wallet would be found soon.
Sure enough, not long after, a gentle gentleman hurried to the front desk, took his wallet and asked something. Then the receptionist pointed to the direction of Ella Jiang.
"Thank you so much, ma'am. I have my ID card in it." Jeremy Xie thanked Ella Jiang who was having lunch with her wallet.
Ella Jiang raised her head and saw a strange man with dashing eyebrows looking at her with a smile. She also smiled and said, "you're just... Jeremy Xie. You're welcome."
At this time, Jeremy Xie glanced at the resume beside her and picked it up. "Design? Are you looking for a job?" Jeremy Xie asked.
Ella Jiang put the bowl and chopsticks aside, motioned the waiter to pay the bill, and said, "yes, but I haven't found it yet." The waiter came over and said, "your bill has been settled by this gentleman."
"Really? Thank you, Mr. Xie. I have to go now." After saying that, Ella Jiang tried to take hER resume, but he heard Jeremy Xie's pleasant voice, "my design department is recruiting new employees. Miss Jiang, would you like to work in my company?"
Ella Jiang wondered if she had misheard. How could such a windfall hit her. It was a good chance. Ella Jiang replied in a hurry, "but don't you need to have an interview first? To be honest, I've been looking for a job for a few days, but there's no progress. It's really my lucky star!" She was so lucky that she could get a job by accident after picking up her wallet. It seemed that her hope of Edmend Qin would be missed.
She followed Jeremy Xie to his company. Looking at this simple office building, Ella Jiang felt an indescribable sense of relief.
The colleagues were also surprised. It was amazing that Mr. Xie brought back a powerful general in the design field in such a short time of buying lunch.
Ella Jiang made a simple self introduction and said, "Hello, everyone. My name is Ella Jiang. I'm really honored to work with you. I hope you can take care of me in the future!" After saying that, she made a bow, and the enthusiastic colleagues applauded together.
"Well, after you know your new colleagues, you can do your own things." With a wave of Jeremy Xie's hand, people scattered.
"This is your desk. You can work here from now on." As Jeremy Xie spoke, he handed a stack of documents to Ella Jiang. "Take this design and have a look. I'll arrange the specific work for you tomorrow."
As for Edmend Qin, he immediately knew that Ella Jiang had found a job. Fred stood there, feeling ashamed. He didn't know what to say after reporting the situation.
"It's not your fault. Who would have thought that she would look for some new small companies? It's okay. You can go now." Fred heaved a sigh of relief.
Edmend Qin didn't think she could do anything to this woman. Housework, scolding, isolation, money... Were all broken up in front of Ella Jiang, which didn't work at all. According to Edmend Qin's estimation, it would be a long-term battle to get this woman to sign on the divorce agreement. Forget it. I'll figure it out later. I don't believe that I can't even handle a woman.
With work, Ella Jiang felt relaxed and became busy. She didn't forget to clean the room in the morning. After breakfast, she would bring her homemade breakfast, and after work, she would light up the bedroom until very late. Life became more and more regular. Although she was a little tired, she felt very fulfilled and comfortable. Sure enough, people should have a job, so that they could have passion.
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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.