Noir

Lila Voss returns to her childhood home only to find her world in ruins: her grandmother lies terminally ill, her father has gambled away their fortune, and a deranged ex-fiancé named Xavier is blackmailing her into marriage. To save her grandmother’s life, she strikes a desperate deal with Killian Hart—the enigmatic tycoon whose name alone makes the city’s elite tremble.

Their arrangement is cold, transactional: her compliance for his money. But one reckless night shatters the balance, leaving Lila with a secret that could unravel everything—she’s carrying Killian’s child.

Killian is a storm in a tailored suit: ruthless in business, icy to strangers, and utterly perplexed by Lila’s stubborn resilience. He offers her a gilded cage in his mansion, expecting a docile pawn to satisfy his meddling grandmother. Instead, he gets a firebrand who defies his control, outwits his enemies, and hides more secrets than he can fathom.

As Lila navigates Killian’s world of cutthroat rivals and family treachery—including his scheming stepsister Sylvia—she must also guard her own: a past as a skilled operative in the shadows. Killian, meanwhile, finds himself drawn to the woman he intended to use, his icy armor cracking every time she outmaneuvers his foes or challenges his rules.

When Xavier’s threats escalate and Sylvia plots to claim Killian for herself, the two are forced into an uneasy alliance. Killian’s possessiveness turns to protectiveness, and Lila starts to wonder if the beast of a man might have a heart worth trusting.

“Your grandmother’s care, your freedom, this child—all of it’s mine to protect,” Killian growls, his grip on her wrist a promise, not a threat. “But don’t mistake this for mercy. I always collect what I’m owed.”

Lila thought she’d sold her soul for survival. But in Killian’s tangled web of power and passion, she might just find something worth fighting for—even if it means surrendering the very walls she built to survive.

Elara Voss, a prodigy in ancient art restoration, watches her world shatter when her father is framed for destroying a priceless masterpiece. Desperate to prove his innocence, she turns to Kieran Blackwood—the enigmatic tycoon who controls the city’s art empire with an iron fist. He offers a deal: her father’s freedom, in exchange for hers. Bound by an ironclad contract, she becomes his exclusive restorer, shackled to his shadowy mansion and his unpredictable whims.

Kieran is a storm in a tailored suit—cruel with his power, yet hauntingly attentive. He mocks her resilience, yet crushes anyone who dares cross her. He isolates her from the world, yet softens when she traces ancient brushstrokes on a faded scroll. As Elara navigates his twisted games, she uncovers layers to the man: a vault of secrets, a penchant for midnight whiskey, and a gaze that lingers on her like a long-buried memory.

But the art world is a den of vipers. Rival clans, scheming executives, and a mysterious figure from Elara’s past plot to destroy her. When a forged artifact and a decades-old family feud threaten to bury them both, Kieran’s icy facade cracks. He burns down empires to protect her, revealing a devotion as old as the artifacts she restores.

“Your father’s innocence,” he growls, pinning her to the wall, “and your heart. I want them both.”

Elara thought she’d signed up for servitude. Instead, she’s caught in a tempest of obsession, redemption, and a love that outlasts time.

That reckless yet unforgettable night saw Lena Voss flee overseas—unaware she carried not just his child, but quadruplets. But her quiet life shattered completely when she returned home, and she collided with Killian Thorne. His icy yet burning gaze locked firmly on her. “The kids… mine?” “They take my last name,” Lena shot back, struggling to mask the turmoil in her heart. “Change it. Now,” he purred, his tone laced with danger. “I never planned to let you go after you slipped away that night.” He declared firmly: “The kids are mine. So are you.” “You were just a mistake,” Lena snapped. “A mistake?” He closed in, his voice a velveted threat. “To me? It was fate.” A gifted single mom versus an iron-willed tycoon. The four little ones play Cupid in secret; as secrets unravel and passion ignites—Killian is resolute: No one will take her from him. Never.

Synopsis: The White family went bankrupt, and she—Katherine White—was "sold" by her ex-boyfriend to Alexander Black, the most prestigious man in the capital, for a million dollars.

He craved her body every night, yet turned a blind eye to her life; he rushed to accompany his childhood sweetheart, his "white moonlight," in the dead of night, but couldn’t stand her having the slightest contact with other men—he even monitored her every move.

Her heart was lifted, then crushed, with walls built around it time and again. Katherine decided to use only tricks, no more sincerity.

Unexpectedly, when she acted coquettishly, Alexander helped her win back that sky-high-priced endorsement; when she softened a little, he directly acquired that lousy company; when she seduced him with her body... he solved the biggest troubles for her.

She clumsily played the role of a wife in love with him, and the cold, rational Alexander seemed to believe it easily. Their relationship grew better and better—they even had two children in three years!

Until she found his middle school diary in his study. The sharp, unrestrained handwriting seemed to pierce through the paper, recording his love. The date at the end? Twelve years ago.

Katherine was stunned as if struck by lightning. She finally understood: behind all that surveillance, those interrogations in bed, those deliberate tests, and that wild possessiveness... lay his twelve-year-long, grand yet silent love.