Foster Brother Loses True Love

After a sudden tragedy leaves her orphaned, Elara is taken in by the wealthy Sterling family. She grows up alongside their son, Julian, and their bond eventually deepens into a secret, passionate romance. However, their happiness is shattered when Julian’s father is found dead under suspicious circumstances. As Julian becomes the prime suspect, Elara must navigate a web of family lies and dark secrets to prove his innocence before their future is lost forever.

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Wren quickly pulled Daniella into his arms, giving me a fierce glare. "Get lost! Don’t ever show your face around Daniella again."

I glanced at Daniella, who looked so helpless, and couldn’t help but smirk. It was true, I had arranged for someone to teach her a lesson, but only after discovering she’d tormented a girl to the brink of despair. That lesson had curbed her behavior quite a bit.

But now, with her distorted version of the truth, I was the one labeled as the bully.

"No need, Jeremiah. If I marry you, I’ll have to spend more time with your little sister," Daniella smiled at me, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "I believe your sister has turned a new leaf and won’t bully people recklessly anymore."

Wren, still holding her, said to me coldly, "I'll give you a chance to make amends. Say good things about Daniella to Mom and Dad at Thanksgiving, and I might consider forgiving you."

"Fine," I replied softly. In this life, I just want my loving parents to be happy. As for Wren, if he’s blind enough to love this manipulative person, then so be it. In this lifetime, no one will stand in their way.

"Jeremiah, you were too rough last night. My back is still aching!" Daniella pouted playfully at Wren, adjusting her clothes to deliberately reveal suggestive marks on her skin. "Isn’t Laylani pretty skilled at giving massages?"

Wren immediately ordered, "Did you hear Daniella? Why are you just standing there?"

I looked at him, feeling wounded. I had learned how to give massages just for him. He used to be possessive and insisted that I should only massage him. Now he’s telling me to give a massage to Daniella right after they’ve been intimate!

Seeing I wasn’t moving, he gave me a harsh glare and roughly pushed me towards Daniella. "What are you waiting for?"

"Fine, I'll do it," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper as I mechanically gave Daniella a massage. Seeing the red marks on her skin made it hard for me to breathe.

After the massage, Daniella said smugly to me, "Laylani, this villa is going to be Jeremiah's and my marital home, but I noticed there are still a lot of your things here. You should find a time to move them out. Otherwise, if people find out, they might start gossiping that you’re some kind of weirdo who’s in love with her brother."

Wren nodded in agreement, "Hurry up and get your stuff out of here. It makes me sick just looking at it."

I clenched my fingers tightly in my sleeves, nodding slightly. "I’ll call the moving service right now."

The movers arrived quickly and started packing under my instructions. The dining table Wren and I had picked together, the decorations I had personally chosen... one by one, they were moved out, and eventually, everything was tossed into the dumpster outside the villa.

With them went the last trace of love I had for Wren.

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After three years of a cold, loveless marriage, Seraphina is heartlessly cast aside by her billionaire husband, Lucian, for his former flame. Left with nothing but betrayal, she disappears, only to resurface as a powerful, unrecognizable force in the business world. As she dismantles his empire piece by piece, a stunned Lucian realizes the woman he discarded is now his greatest threat. The tables have turned, and his regret is just beginning.

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.4

He Loved Her, Not His Wife

9.4

For five years, I was the ghost in my billionaire husband's mansion. I accepted his coldness, believing the ruthless tech mogul was simply incapable of love. That lie shattered when I saw him abandon a ten-billion-dollar merger to kneel on a dirty police station floor and tie his mistress's shoelace. His cruelty escalated. He had me dragged from a surgical table to cook for her. He let her destroy my life's work, then held me down as she sliced my hands with the broken marble. To appease her, he forced me to pick up broken glass from a pool with my bare hands, my blood clouding the water as the party guests watched in silence. He wasn't incapable of love. He was just incapable of loving me. But in her final act of humiliation, his mistress made a fatal mistake. Thinking she was signing a document to get rid of me, she used his legally binding personal seal and stamped our divorce papers. She thought she was ending me; instead, she set me free.

Billionaire Modern Romance

8.5

He Paid for His Mistress’s Tattoo, Not Mom’s Surgery

8.5

When my mother needed a life-saving operation, my billionaire husband refused to help, claiming he lacked the funds. Yet, that same day, he spent a fortune on an intricate tattoo for his mistress. This ultimate betrayal shattered my heart and ended our marriage. Now, as I rebuild my life from the ashes of his neglect, he suddenly reappears, begging for a second chance. I must decide if I can ever forgive the man who chose his lover over my family.

Billionaire Modern Romance

8.5

Husband Schemes to Sell Baby

8.5

In this tense romantic mystery, a woman discovers a horrifying secret: her husband is plotting to sell their newborn child. As she uncovers the dark motivations behind his betrayal, she must navigate a web of lies to protect her baby. Trapped in a marriage built on deception, she fights to escape his control while exposing the truth. Every move is a gamble in this high-stakes domestic thriller where trust is dead and survival is everything.

Modern Mystery Romance

7.1

My Billionaire Husband's Deadly Betrayal

7.1

My husband, tech billionaire Amir Carter, was a god in Chicago. For five years, he was the perfect husband, and I, a pediatric doctor, believed I had finally tamed the infamous playboy. But when my brother Keon needed an urgent heart transplant, everything fell apart. The donor Amir found was a young singer-exactly his type. On the day of the surgery, as my brother was dying, I found my husband comforting her. "Don't pressure her, Blake," he said. "She's delicate." Then the call came. My brother was dead. Amir didn't even notice, annoyed that I was stressing out his new project. He pushed me down a flight of stairs, crashed his car into my taxi to protect her, and gave her the last gift my brother ever made for me. He saw me bleeding on the floor and walked right past, his only concern for the woman who let my brother die. My fairy tale was a lie. I was just another one of his seasonal projects, now completed and discarded. He took everything from me. So I signed the divorce papers, refused his millions, and vanished. Now, he's left alone with the truth: he killed my brother, and he didn't even know it.

Billionaire Modern Romance

7.8

The Discarded Heiress: Marrying My Lethal Husband

7.8

The rain in Detroit was slick with grime when my family finally came to fetch me. They didn't want a reunion; they wanted a sacrificial lamb to marry into the Kaufman empire to save their failing business. I thought I was just being sold off, but the limo ride ended under a dark overpass where six hired thugs were waiting with chains. My own sister had ordered them to "break my spirit" so I’d be a shaking, pathetic mess by the time I reached the altar. They called me "Detroit trash" and sprayed air freshener when I sat on their leather seats. My stepmother wanted a video of me begging for my life, and my father was ready to trade me like a used car to a man everyone called a "vegetable." They expected a submissive country girl, unaware that I was a high-level "cleaner" who could snap a radius bone before they could even scream. When I finally reached the Kaufman estate, I found my fiancé, Barron, slumped in a wheelchair, drooling and silent. But as soon as the doors closed, the "invalid" grabbed my wrist with a grip of iron and whispered a command that changed everything. I didn't understand why my own blood was so desperate to see me destroyed. What had I ever done to deserve a hit squad and a forced marriage to a man they thought was a corpse? But Barron isn't a vegetable, and I'm not a victim. We just touched down at the Moon family gala in a matte-black helicopter, and as the doors slide open, the "broken" bride is about to show them exactly what happens when you throw away the wrong daughter. "If we're going to crash a party," Barron whispered, his eyes burning with lethal clarity, "we should make an entrance."

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