Ellis Carter

Blake pinned me against the edge of the desk, his fingertips scorching, papers scattering across the floor. "Stop lying to yourself," he murmured coldly, "You need me."

I should have hated him—his father was the prime suspect in my parents' death, yet his touch made me tremble. "I hate you…" I gritted my teeth, but my voice was weak.

He smirked, his grip tightening, "Yet your body is responding to me." His fingers slid deeper, "So wet, and you still say you don’t want me?"

"Ah…Blake…" I arched my back, my sanity crumbling.

He chuckled softly, "Good girl."


After Emma's parents passed away, she was supported by the Reynolds family, particularly Gavin. She gradually fell in love with him. After knowing each other for ten years and being together for five, she accidentally discovered Gavin's ambiguous relationship with Sophia, his late brother's widow, just as she was about to marry him.

Then fate led her to an emotional entanglement with Blake from her partner company, but it also hinted that the car accident that caused her parents' deaths seemed to be related to Blake's father...

The man who healed her wounds might be the son of the man who destroyed her life. Thunder roared as Blake’s key turned: "Emma?" Standing before the evidence, her heart was torn. When love and vengeance collided, what would she choose?

"What's wrong?" I asked, pulling my silk robe tight.

Theron's voice remained controlled and cold. "You are not the biological daughter of the Reed family, and they've found their real daughter."

My face drained of color. I had planned to explain everything upon his return, but Victoria had beaten me to it.

"What do you intend to do about our marriage?" I forced myself to ask directly.

"Marriage for me is a procedure, regardless of who it's with." With that, he picked up his briefcase and left.

_

Six years ago, Leila's fake heiress identity was exposed. Theron ruthlessly divorced her, and she was framed for attempted murder. Only after the divorce did she discover she was carrying his child. Blacklisted and desperate, she survived in a basement until her real family found her—she was the lost princess of Chicago's powerful Randall Family.

She gave birth to precious twins, but was told her baby boy didn't survive, leaving only her beloved daughter. What she didn't know was that destiny had other plans.

Six years later, a business venture brought her back to San Francisco, where she faced her cold ex-husband—who had a five-year-old son. Even more twisted - he was now her patient, completely at her mercy. Gone was his former arrogance; now he pursued her with desperate intensity. Could she ever forgive the man who destroyed her, or would she make him pay for the hell he put her through?

"Miss, do you need help?" he asked, voice low.

"Take me home," I murmured, swaying slightly.

Inside my apartment, his grip tightened. "How do you forget someone?" he whispered, fingers sliding under my skirt.

I gasped as he shoved them inside me. "So wet," he growled, tearing my clothes off. His cock pressed against my bare skin, hot and demanding.

"Look at me," he ordered—and I obeyed.

_

Forced into a loveless marriage with Vera, Idris spent three years treating her with cold indifference, still pining for his lost love Raven. When Raven's call interrupted their first intimate moment, Vera finally reached her breaking point and filed for divorce.

A night out with friend Ally led to an unexpected one-night stand—with Atlas Blackwell, the new CEO of Vera's company. To handle his family's marriage pressure, Atlas proposed a one-year contract marriage, and Vera agreed.

As their contract nears its end, Vera faces an impossible choice. Idris is begging for a second chance, desperate to win her back. But Atlas has proven himself as the man who truly stands by her side.

With two men vying for her heart, which path will Vera choose?