William Valenciaga

|•| One Mistake, Four Consequences.

Severin Volkov

He Hates Milk, But He Scked Yours Before.

Luciano Castellano

| mafia husband: small jr?💀

Mikhail Leonov

| you made his men wear tiny skirts.

Alessio Marceli

He left you and your child on the road.

Sylus Devereux

|•| Daddy Is Busy.

Riven Valemont

| ∅ne night st*nd with your future husband.

Cassian Dorne

| He doubts you and your child.

Callum Thorne

| Will he take the child away from you?

Alexander Grey

🖤 |•| You're His Mistress. — DANGEROUS WOMAN

Dante Moretti

| When you accidentally contact your ex-husband.

Xavier Walker -Pilot

👨🏻‍✈️ |•| Your Pilot Husband's Arrival.

Luciano DeArgento

| You haven't shaved it yet. 😭

Liam Walker

when ur husband and daughter both facing the wall

Soren Velkanov

Youngest Velkanov

Lorenzo -sugar daddy

💳 |•| Is He'll Never Break His Own Rules?

Xander Cruz

📚 |•| He's Your Math Professor— Prof. X Student.

Sevriante Graves

🏴 |•| He's Going To Chase You—Hunt You.

Severin Velkanov

| City Hunter

Alessio Graves

u punched him because he forgot to pick up his son

Jace Callister - BFF

|•| He Thought You're A Boy.

Victor Morello

|•| You're holding his 'pet' while he's driving.

Aljone - My Man

|•| Love Or Future?

Aurelian Dusk

| Arrange Marriage | Chance | Manifest |

Samael Velkanov

A man who yearns.

Rafaele Vitale

YOU PRETEND TO HAVE AMNESIA

Dante Moretti

|•| You accidentally contact your ex-husband.

Saint Volkov

|•| Your Husband Disciplined You.

Rafael Kaine

The enemy kidn*pped you in your wedding day.

Liam Varez

He's not small, he's just not hard yet.

Lorenzo Moretti

| hot bodyguard, you were seen inside the bathroom

Silas Vale

Psychopath X Psychopath

Lucien Vale

| he snapped and punch£d your dad for sl@pping u.

Don Vittorio Ravello

Husband's father is obsessed with you.

Leonardo Devereux

🍷 |•| One Night Stand With Your Father's BBF.

Damion Graves

unexpected Interview?

Zayn - Your BF

💀 |•| He Caught You Reading Wattpad Novel.

Ethan Martinez

|•| He's Your G'y Bestfriend.

Vereno Caelum

|•| He Propose On You, During The Battle.

Ethan Lee - CEO

Ethan Lee — Your childhood crush!

Alaric Maddox

One night with your EX- Boyfriend's Father.

Ronan Hawke

| Your hot uncle.

Adrian Varga

|•| Scolded Husband.

Alexander Valtieri

He ordered you to abort his child.

Dante Valezzi

His son… or the Father?

Stellan Wolfe

❑ | He saw you wearing blue bikini.

Leonidas Vescari

Your father's enemy took you as payment.

Dmitri Sokolov

| You accidentally sent your picture to your ex.

Mikhail Leonov

| You made his men wear sexy clothes.

Luciano De Santis

|•| He K'dn'pp'd You Just To Propose.

Sevriente Graves

He doesn't want you to marry his son.

Sevriente Volkov

| Back to the past ( 30 years ago )

Alessio Graves

|•| Unexpected Suprise.

Lucian Wolfe

|•| He Is My Husband.

Daniel Xavier

| your husband and son used your new make-up.

Matteo Graves

He pretend to be a poor janitor.

Kael Rivenhart

| He accused you for poisoning his mother.

Riven Valemont

|•| One night stand with your future husband.

Dante Mikhail

❑ | he wants special treatment.

Adriano Vale

u're married to Gabriele but sl£pt with his twin?

Matteo Romano

PRINCIPAL HUSBAND

Adrian Carter

| Your lawyer husband feels like a judge.

Jae Hyun - HUSBAND

💖 |•| Clingy Husband Got Jealous To His Own Child

Lucas Graves

|•| Wishes Come True.

Kang Minjae

The night he wished you out of his life.

Dante Moretti

| When you accidentally contact your ex-husband.

Matteo Graves

|•| Triplets, Survival?

Nathaniel Carter

Like Father, like son? No, like mother, like son.

Samael Volkov

|•| Punishment Is The Best Policy.

Saint Velkanov

2nd Velkanov

Alaric DeVere

|•| You Signed As His Sugar Baby.

Secretary Ren Kim

| When he was young, he dreamed of marrying you.

Dante Moretti

| You accidentally contact your ex-husband.

Doctor Elias Seo

| The most dark romance bot i ever made.

Vincent Vanguardia

Obsessed sugar daddy.

Alaric DeVere

|•| You Signed As His Sugar Baby.

Mikel - Poor Husband

๑⁠• | Poor Husband | Green Flag

Azrith

| he'll b*rn the whole kingdom for you.

HEESEO - EX BF

🔞 | cuz of obsession he k*dn*pped and chained you

Damian Cruz - Lawyer

|•| Your Protector.

Alaric DeVere

|•| You Signed As His Sugar Baby.

Cassian Daire

❏ | Nutella | — when you know, you know.

Matteo De Rossi

You lost the baby, and he blamed himself.

Sylas Volkov

|•| Revenge Of The Little Prince.

Lucien Hart

| Professor boyfriend.

Joo Jaekyung

|•| You're His Private Therapist.

Darius Ezran Moretti

|•|He Became Monster Cuz Someone Disrespected You.

Seo Ilmo

"Eyes don't lie"

Adrian Cortez

| Fiancé

Kang Tae-Joon

| you pretend to be a boy in all-boys school.

Luciano Morreti

|•| Arranged marriage with ruthless mafia boss.

Leonardo Vercetti

| He chose you over his mother.

Kael Ronan

HUSBAND MADE THE MESS, BUT YOU BLAMED YOUR SON.

Drugo Sartori

MAFIA BOSS | SARTORI

Adrian

Secretly dating your professor.

Yeo Taeju

| he sacrificed his l×fe for you and his son.

Chan Woo Bin

Your bodyguard is love you unlike your husband.

Ethan - Back to life

| You used dark magic to bring him back to life.

Victor Castellano

🐼—RI CA ; “... ᴋɪɴᴅʟʏ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ?... ”

Rafael Navarro

| He exposed your friend’s and fiancé betrayal.

Jace Callister - BFF

|•| He Thought You're A Boy.

Alexander Grey

You were once the daughter of the powerful Fiammeta family — born in silk sheets, surrounded by luxury, and protected by a brother who swore the world would never harm you. Then she came. Eleanor. Your best friend. Your shadow. You welcomed her into your world… your family… your trust. You even stood beside her on her wedding day — when she married your older brother. The only person who ever made you feel truly safe in a world built on ambition and gold. But it was all a lie. She wanted more than friendship. She wanted your name. Your legacy. Your life. And when she took him from you… your world collapsed. You still remember that night — the way your voice broke as you cried, your hands gripping the marble floor, begging for it not to be real. And her? She wore black like she was mourning. But that smirk? That was the only honest thing she wore to the funeral. She didn’t just take your brother. She dismantled everything you had. Now? You have no mansion. No designer gowns. Just a name left in ruins. But you didn’t fade away. You rose from the ashes. Stronger. Smarter. Unforgiving. And tonight… you saw Alexander Grey. Her husband now. A man of wealth. Power. Control. The kind of man she thought couldn’t be touched. Perfect. You smiled. Spoke softly. Let him draw closer. He believed it was his idea when you ended up in his penthouse. He didn’t know — while he was distracted — you were already three steps ahead. You had your phone hidden. Recording. Every. Moment. By sunrise, he was gone. But you? You stood by the window, sunlight on your face, calm… composed… victorious. You opened your phone, played the video back — not for pleasure, but for purpose. Then, without hesitation, you sent it. To Eleanor. With one message: "You took my brother. Now I’m taking everything else — starting with him." So tell me… Wanna play?

Damion Graves

You're his obsession 🔪🖤

Jake Harlow

He still remember his ex-gf's birthday.

Cassian Daire

❏ | Nutella | — when you know, you know.

Kang Dooshik

❑ | He saved you from Pilwon's grip.

Jace Navarro

clumsy roommate

Ethan Martinez

|•| He's Your Gay Bestfriend.

Cassian Vale

Silence Was Never Your Choice | Mute

Leonardo - Father

🔖: "...Meet my other booties!.” —[Rica_nasty_01]

Lucas Graves

🏴|•| Bait turns into Prey.

Lucas Graves

🏴|•| Bait turns Prey.

Victor Castellano

🐼—RI CA ; “... ᴋɪɴᴅʟʏ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ?... ”

Leonardo Devereux

🔖: [“...Meet my other booties!!..”]—Rica_nasty_01

Alessandro Virelli

Title: No Love, Just Power He was a man people feared—but never understood. At 45, he controlled everything from the shadows. A mafia boss with a name no one dared say lightly. Cold. Precise. Unreachable. He didn’t laugh, didn’t love, didn’t need anyone. To him, emotions were liabilities. People were tools. And attachments? Weakness. He had no wife. No mistress. No past lover. Not because he couldn’t have one— But because he never wanted one. Until one problem remained. An heir. --- You lived a completely different life. At 19, survival came before pride. A student in the morning. A dancer in a bar at night. You weren’t naive—you knew how the world worked. Money came easier when you played your role well. Smile. Tease. Walk away before it meant anything. It was never personal. Just necessary. --- Two lives that should’ve never crossed. Until one night— --- The bar was loud. Music pounding, lights flashing, bodies moving without care. And then there was him. Sitting in the darkest corner like he didn’t belong. No drink. No interest. No reaction. Still. Silent. Watching. You noticed immediately. “…He looks boring,” you muttered, fixing your hair before walking straight toward him. Men usually stared. He didn’t. You stopped in front of him, tilting your head. “Are you even enjoying this place?” His eyes lifted slowly to meet yours. Cold. Sharp. Unreadable. No answer. You smiled slightly. “Not talkative either? That’s rare.” Without waiting, you slid onto his lap, resting one arm on his shoulder as if you owned the moment. Nothing. No touch. No reaction. That alone made you more curious. “You know…” you leaned closer, voice softer, “most men would’ve reacted by now.” A pause. Then— “Get off.” Low. Calm. Firm. You didn’t move. Instead, you leaned in even closer, lips almost brushing his. “Everything has a price,” you whispered. “So tell me… what do you want?” Silence. Then his gaze locked onto yours. “You want money.” Not a question. You smirked. “Obviously.” A beat. Then— “If you want money without sweating for it…” His voice didn’t change. “Marry me.” Everything around you seemed to fade for a second. “…Excuse me?” “No love. No expectations,” he continued. “You get the name. The status. The money.” His eyes didn’t leave yours. “I get an heir.” You stared at him, trying to see if this was some kind of joke. It wasn’t. Slowly, a small smile formed on your lips. “You’re serious.” “Yes.” You shifted slightly on his lap, studying him now instead of playing. “…You don’t even know me.” “I know enough.” You leaned closer again, testing him. “If I agree…” your voice dropped, softer, tempting, “don’t I get something tonight?” Your fingers brushed his collar as your lips hovered near his. “A kiss, maybe?” For a brief second— Nothing moved. Then his hand came up, stopping you firmly. Not rough. But absolute. “No.” You blinked, surprised. “I don’t mix business with that.” That answer hit differently. You slowly slid off his lap, eyes narrowing slightly. “Then why me?” He stood, towering over you, adjusting his sleeve like none of this mattered. “You’re bold. You don’t hesitate. And you need money.” Straight. Brutal. He turned to leave. “Think about it.” You frowned. “Wait—” He paused, not looking back. “Let’s meet tomorrow.” And then he walked away. Leaving you standing there… With a proposal that didn’t feel like a joke anymore. ---

Adrian Velasco

“Break up with my son and be mine.”

Valentina Devereaux

Valentina Devereaux is the kind of woman people don’t look at twice—because once is enough to understand she’s dangerous. She built her name in a world that was never meant for her and took control of it without asking for permission. Calm, precise, and always in control, she doesn’t chase anything. She chooses. She’s only ever been drawn to women. It’s never been a secret, never been questioned. Men exist around her, but never for her. The only one she keeps close is Leo—her adopted son, raised under her name and her rules. Leo was your boyfriend. The one you trusted without hesitation, until the moment you saw him with someone else. No explanation could fix it. No apology could undo it. So you left without saying anything, carrying that sharp, hollow feeling in your chest. You didn’t think about where you were going. You just ended up in a bar, somewhere loud enough to drown your thoughts. One drink turned into several, and the world slowly blurred into something easier to ignore. That’s when she noticed you. Valentina wasn’t supposed to be interested. You were messy, emotional—everything she usually avoided. But she kept watching. And somehow, that turned into her sitting beside you, then talking, then something closer. You don’t remember how it happened. Only that it did. --- Morning comes with a headache and unfamiliar silence. You wake up in a room that clearly isn’t yours, sheets soft against your skin, sunlight slipping through heavy curtains. For a second, nothing makes sense—until you shift and realize you’re not alone. She’s already awake. Sitting back against the headboard, composed like she owns the space—and you. Her gaze is steady, unreadable, but there’s something faintly amused in it, like she’s been waiting for you to catch up. Your heart starts racing as fragments of the night return all at once. The bar. The drinks. Her. You sit up too quickly, panic rising, words stuck in your throat. She doesn’t move. Doesn’t look away. Just watches you for a moment longer… then a small smirk forms on her lips. “Next time,” she says calmly, “try not to forget the woman you went home with.” ---

Rafael Devereux

| You two watched movie together.

Luciano Moretti

|•| Arranged marriage with ruthless mafia boss.

Enerio Vale

Professor

Alaric Voss

HE'S OBSESSED WITH A SERVANT

Yeo Taeju

| He sacrificed his life for you and his son.

Rafael Devereux

| You two watched a movie together.

Emperor Haneul Jiseo

Emperor Haneul Jiseong

Victor Morello

|•| You're holding his soldier while driving.

Lucas Graves

🏴|•| Bait turns Prey.

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Yyyy

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You were once the daughter of the powerful Fiammeta family — born in silk sheets, wrapped in luxury, and protected by a brother who swore the world could never harm you. Then she came. Eleanor. Your best friend. Your shadow. You welcomed her into your home… your family… your trust. You even smiled on her wedding day — when she married your older brother. The only person who ever made you feel safe in a world built on greed and gold. But it was all a lie. She wanted your bloodline. Your legacy. Your future. And when she took him from you... you broke. You remember the night everything fell apart — screaming until your throat burned, hands shaking against the cold marble floor, begging him to stay, praying to a god who stayed silent. And her? She wore black like a saint. But her smirk… that was the only honest thing at the funeral. She bled your empire dry. Now? You're no longer the girl in silk. No mansion. No heirlooms. Just a name dusted in ruin. But you didn’t vanish. You evolved. You became the fire hidden in shadows — patient, dangerous, unstoppable. And tonight… you saw Alexander Grey. Her husband now. A billionaire. Respected. Feared. Unshaken. Perfect. You smiled. Played gentle. Let him chase you. He thought he had won when you followed him to his penthouse — when his hands met your skin, when your name became his favorite sound. But while he leaned closer… You reached for your phone. Recording. Every. Moment. By morning, he was gone. But you? You stood by the window, sunlight painting your shoulders, and smiled. You picked up your phone… opened the clip… watched your plan unfold. Then you sent it. To Eleanor. With a single message: "You took my brother. Now I’m taking everything else — starting with him." So tell me... Wanna play?

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You were once the daughter of the powerful Fiammeta family — born in silk sheets, kissed by luxury, and protected by a brother who swore the world could never touch you. Then she came. Eleanor. Your best friend. Your shadow. You let her into your home… your family… your trust. You even smiled on her wedding day — when she married your older brother. The only person who ever made you feel safe in a world built on greed and gold. But it was all a lie. She wanted your bloodline. Your legacy. Your fortune. And when she took him from you... you shattered. You remember the night it all crumbled — screaming, your voice raw, clawing at the marble floor, begging him to stay, cursing a god who never answered. And she? She wore black to look innocent. But her smirk… it was the only thing real at the funeral. She drained your empire dry. Now? You're nothing. No mansion. No silk. Just a name soaked in ashes. But you didn’t disappear. You transformed. You became the flame hiding in the dark — patient, venomous, beautiful. And tonight… you saw Alexander Grey. Her husband now. A billionaire. Powerful. Feared. Cold. Perfect. You smiled. Played sweet. Let him chase you. He thought he had you when you let him take you to his penthouse — when your skin met his lips, when his voice got drunk on your name. But while he touched your body… You hid your phone. Recording. Every. Second. By morning, he was gone. But you? You stood at the window, sunlight on your bare skin, and smirked. You picked up your phone… opened the video… watched his power in your hands. Then you sent it. To Eleanor. With a single message: "You took my brother. Now I’m taking everything else — starting with him." So tell me... Wanna play?

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