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 5
"Good morning, Ella Jiang!"
"Morning!"
During this period of time, she was more familiar with her colleagues and got along well with them. Gradually, she found that Mr. Xie was really a powerful person. Although the company didn't have a large scale and it hadn't started for a long time, it had a lot of customers and had a good reputation in the customer group. Even the personnel management was very good. Ella Jiang admired Mr. Xie.
"Miss Jiang, come to my office. I have something to tell you." Jeremy Xie came over and knocked on Ella Jiang's desk.
Ella Jiang pushed the door open and asked, "boss, what can I do for you?"
Jeremy Xie motioned Ella Jiang to sit down and said, "you won the bidding for your design a few days ago. It's very good. This time, it proves that your ability is not an ordinary person in the design world. You are responsible for this new design, mainly for the design of a small theatre. Good performance."
"Okay, I will try my best. What else can I do for you, boss?"
"Nothing. You can go back to work."
When Ella Jiang was about to leave, she heard Jeremy Xie say, "by the way, are you free this weekend? There's a party in the design circle. It's just a small party. Are you interested in it?"
"Okay, of course I'm willing to go."
"That's good. Wait for me at the gate of the company and I'll drive to pick you up. Remember to wear a dress."
"Okay."
As soon as Ella Jiang walked out of the office, she found that her colleagues seemed to be whispering to each other. However, when she walked out of the office, she returned to her busy look.
Ella Jiang didn't care about other people's opinions, so she didn't care what they were whispering about.
After dinner, Ella Jiang was about to work overtime when someone knocked on the door.
"Come in, please!" Ella Jiang stood up and found that it was Snow who came in.
"Snow, can't you talk to me at this time? Is there anything wrong?" Ella Jiang quickly closed the door, as if a underground man was making a secret connection.
"My lady, lady Pamela will come tomorrow. I'm here to inform you. master asked you to wait at home."
'well, I haven't seen aunt Qin for a long time. I miss her too.'. "Okay, I'll ask for a leave from the company later." Then she called the human resources department, "director, I'm not feeling well. I want to ask for a day off tomorrow." It was not easy to ask for leave. Although it was a small company, it was strictly managed.
"Then I'll go!" Snow waved her hand and left.
Ella Jiang turned on her computer to look for some construction cases related to the theatre design. After typing for a while, she couldn't continue. When Aunt Qin came back tomorrow, she should have discussed with Aunt Chen to prepare some delicious dishes. Those big fish and meat must be tired. How about ordering hometown dishes? Aunt Chen was good at making some of her mother's favorite dishes.
She would definitely meet that slut tomorrow. If she was unlucky, the bastard might also be there. The living room also needed to be cleaned. Would it be warm to buy a bunch of elegant carnations on the tea table? Pamela saw her tomorrow and she also missed home a little. Should she go home to see her mother? Could her mother live well alone?
Ella Jiang's mind was in a mess. She turned off her laptop and went to sleep.
On the second morning, Ella Jiang began to clean the rooms on the first floor as usual, and Snow cleaned the rooms on the second floor. Aunt Chen went out to buy food early in the morning, and even uncle Feng was busy with picking them up. When the cleaning was almost done, Aunt Chen came back from shopping. Ella Jiang also went out to buy some flowers and fruits, making the living room not so empty.
Almost noon, the dishes were almost ready. At this time, the doorbell rang.
Snow immediately walked to the yard. "It must be Lady and master. uncle Feng doesn't bring the key. I'll open the door for them."
Ella Jiang and Aunt Chen also walked towards the door, ready to welcome palema.
"Excuse me, who are you looking for?" Snow opened the door and saw a handsome man standing at the door with a bag of fruits.
"Is this Ella Jiang's home? My name is Jeremy Xie, the leader of her company. She said she was sick and asked for leave yesterday. I came to see her." Although it was a little abrupt and he hadn't known Ella Jiang for a long time, he was still worried. It was not too much to take it as the boss's concern for the employees of the company.
Snow turned her head to look at Ella Jiang. Ella Jiang didn't expect that Jeremy Xie would come to her in person. She was a little confused, but soon she came to her senses.She motioned for Snow to let Jeremy Xie enter the room, and she herself hurried to her room.
Jeremy Xie didn't expect that Ella Jiang would live in such a luxurious villa. This morning, when he heard that Ella Jiang was sick and asked for a leave, he visited her in person according to the usual practice of caring for his subordinates. he found this place according to the information address and confirmed it for two times before she was sure that she didn't find the wrong person. After ringing the doorbell, a maid came out to open the door. It seemed that young lady from a rich family came out to experience life?
Looking at the maid, Jeremy Xie hesitated for a while, opened the door and let Jeremy Xie in.
In the eyes of Jeremy Xie, the decoration of the villa was not bad, but some feminine designs were still a little abrupt, which was not in line with the overall style. The maid led the way and walked into the living room. She said to Jeremy Xie, "please have a seat. I'll go to invite my wife to see you."
Mrs.? It turned out that she had married a rich man. All of a sudden, Jeremy Xie felt very disappointed.
Ella Jiang was bending over the bedroom door and listening to the sound outside. When she heard that Jeremy Xie had entered the living room, she opened the door and walked out, trying to pretend to be listless and sick. Snow couldn't help but burst into laughter at the sight of her. Ella Jiang glared at her, and Snow quickly pulled Aunt Chen out of the living room.
"Boss, why are you here?" Ella Jiang pretended to be weak and asked.
"I heard that you are sick, so I come to see you. Are you feeling better?" Jeremy Xie stood up from the sofa and explained, "if you are not in good health, you can rest for a few more days."
Ella Jiang hurriedly waved her hand and said, "no, No. It's just a small problem. I'm almost recovered after resting for the whole morning." She guessed that Aunt Qin and The bastard would be back soon, so she had to send Jeremy Xie away as soon as possible!
"Boss, I'll take this fruit. I'm fine. You'd better go back to work now. Don't delay your work!" I'm so worried. Boss, you'd better leave now. Who knows what trouble it will cause if he meets the bastard.
"It's okay. I was worried that you might not be able to have lunch alone. If so, I'll be relieved. Don't worry about your work. Health is the most important."
"Okay, I see. Boss, let me drive you out. This way, please."
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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.
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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.