Thirty Days To Marry: The Doctor's Escape

I was Ethan Dejesus’s "glorified roommate" for eight long years. Even though I was a successful doctor, I lived in the guest room of his luxury penthouse and spent my mornings making his coffee like a servant while waiting for a ring that was never coming. The breaking point came when Ethan forced me to give his mistress, Delisa, a medical exam in the VIP wing of my own hospital. He didn't just want to break my heart; he wanted to destroy my professional dignity in front of the woman he was cheating with. During a paparazzi swarm at his estate, a heavy camera lens hit me in the temple, leaving me bleeding on the floor. Ethan didn't even flinch. He stepped over my body to protect Delisa, making sure he looked like a hero for the cameras while I struggled to stand. That night, I overheard him laughing at a bar, telling his friends I was like a "stray dog" that would always crawl back for scraps no matter how much he starved me. When I finally stood up to him, he shoved me out of his SUV onto a dark highway in the middle of a rainstorm and threw my purse into the mud. I walked for miles in the freezing rain, only to get home and find Delisa already moved into the penthouse, sitting at my vanity and wearing my clothes. "You'll be back in a week when the money runs out," he laughed as I packed my only suitcase. "You're a nobody from Queens. You have nothing without me." I looked at the man I had loved for nearly a decade and realized the woman who worshipped him was dead. He had murdered her on that highway, and he didn't even care. I blocked his number, dropped my key card on the floor, and walked out into the night without looking back. I wasn't going to be his "stray dog" anymore. I was heading to a small house in the suburbs to meet Carleton Schmitt—a total stranger I had agreed to marry in a moment of drunken desperation who was now my only way out.

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Amira sat in her car in the parking lot of a discreet cocktail lounge three towns over. She had stopped at a pharmacy for butterfly bandages and antiseptic. Using the rearview mirror, she cleaned the wound on her temple. It was jagged, ugly, but it would heal.

She needed a drink. The pain in her head was throbbing, but the pain in her chest was a screaming void.

She pulled out her phone. She opened the encrypted app. She hesitated. What was she doing? Showing her weakness to a stranger? But he wasn't just a stranger. He was an exit. This injury, this humiliation, was proof that she needed that exit now. It was a piece of evidence, not a plea for sympathy.

She took a selfie. The bandage, the bloodshot eyes, the exhaustion. She sent it to Carleton.

Rough day.

The reply came instantly.

Who did this?

The three words felt like a warm blanket. He didn't ask "what happened." He asked "who." He knew there was a villain.

Work hazard, she typed back.

She went inside. The lounge was dark, smelling of expensive bourbon and cedar. Zoe was already in a booth in the back, waving frantically.

Amira slid into the booth. Zoe gasped.

"Oh my god, Amira. Your face."

"Double vodka," Amira told the waitress who appeared. "Neat."

She drank the first one in one gulp. Then she told Zoe everything. The proposal. The contract. The plan to leave in thirty days.

The lounge door opened. A gust of wind and loud laughter blew in.

Amira stiffened. She knew that laugh.

It was Ethan. He walked in with his entourage-Landon, Xavier, and a few other hangers-on. They were celebrating. They took the large leather sofa grouping right behind Amira's booth.

Amira slid down in her seat, hiding behind the ornate wooden pillar. Zoe's eyes went wide. "Don't look," she whispered.

Amira didn't look. She listened.

"Where's the good doctor tonight?" Xavier asked, his voice carrying over the soft jazz music.

Ethan laughed. "Probably crying in her room. Or cleaning up her mess."

"She tried to break up with me today," Ethan announced, his tone bragging.

The table erupted in laughter. "No way," Landon said. "She's got nowhere to go."

"Exactly," Ethan said. "She's like a stray dog. You kick her, you starve her, she still comes back wagging her tail. It's pathetic, really."

Amira gripped her glass. Her knuckles turned white. The glass felt like it might shatter in her hand.

"Delisa is a queen," Ethan continued. "Amira is just... a placeholder. She's cheap. Low maintenance. That's why I kept her around so long. She's convenient."

Tears pricked Amira's eyes, hot and angry. She swallowed them down with the second vodka. She wouldn't cry for him. Not ever again.

She signaled Zoe. "We're leaving."

They stood up. Amira kept her head down, using her hair to hide her face. She moved quickly toward the exit.

But her purse strap caught on the corner of the table. It pulled tight, knocking a heavy crystal ashtray onto the floor.

Smash.

The sound cut through the lounge's refined chatter.

Ethan turned around.

His eyes landed on Amira. He saw the bandage. He saw the look in her eyes.

His smirk vanished.

"Amira?"

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I stood before the heavy oak door with a positive pregnancy test burning a hole in my pocket, ready to tell the Underboss, Anthony Holden, that his legacy was secured. But before I could turn the handle, I heard his twin brother laughing from inside. "She screams your name, not mine. It is a little insulting, brother," Emmanuel mocked. "Three years of celibacy for the alliance while you play with my toy," Anthony sighed. "I deserve a medal." My world shattered. For three years, I thought I was the exception to their violence, but I had been sleeping with a monster in the dark. When I kicked the door open, Bianca House—my high school tormentor—was sitting there like a queen. "Happy anniversary, Erica," she sneered. "You were just a placeholder for the territory deal." They didn't stop there. They took my dignity, and then they took my life. At a dinner intended to show unity, they watched me choke on peanuts. Anthony looked me in the eye and used my EpiPen on Bianca’s fake faint while I suffocated on the floor. They threw my grandmother’s ashes off a balcony just to watch me scream. They pushed me into traffic to ensure I’d be a compliant prop for their wedding. They killed the baby in my womb. They thought they had broken me. They thought I was just a nurse, a civilian, a loose end. But on the day of the wedding, I wasn't in the pews. I was on a bus out of state, hacking the church's livestream. As the priest began to speak, I replaced the image of the cross with the video of their confession. I watched their empire crumble from a cracked phone screen, leaving the monsters behind to find a man who would actually burn the world for me.

Action Romance Young Adult

9.5

Doctor vagina's son

9.5

I had no choice but to return for vengeance. That man, who was supposed to be my father, abandoned my mother at the altar in favor of another woman. I despised him. He never bothered to look for me. My mother repeatedly told me that I reminded her of him. She always says, "I am a carbon copy of my father, and possibly worse." "Like a father, like a son," they always say. But this time, I returned to show him that "A son can defeat his father." And to do so, I had to be better. That is why I, Knight Angelo Knight, decided to become a gynecologist. But, in order to break his heart, I had to get my hands on either his wife, Bella, or Julia, the young girl he had raised for years. By the time I realized I wasn't just hurting him, but also her and myself... And it was a second chance that I pleaded for. But would she be able to forgive the man who dragged her to his bed to exact vengeance? And played games with her emotions? And, worst of all, took her virginity?

Action Modern Romance

8.6

Enslaving The Moon Goddess

8.6

For a millennium, the Moon Goddess has reigned supreme over the werewolf realm, her power undisputed and her word law. However, an ancient prophecy foretells a shift in the cosmic balance, suggesting that even a deity can be brought to her knees. When a fierce warrior rises to challenge the divine order, a dangerous game of power and passion begins. This high-stakes struggle will test the limits of loyalty and desire as the fate of all shifters hangs in the balance.

Action Romance Werewolf

8.0

Fifty Dollar Bet, Million Dollar Revenge

8.0

For fifty dollars, I sold a piece of my dignity to the school's golden boy. I was eighteen, starving, and desperate enough to take his bet. That single photo destroyed my life. I became "Fifty-Dollar Ella," the school slut, haunted by whispers and scorn. My stepmother and stepsister reveled in my public humiliation, ensuring my life was a living hell. I spent the next decade clawing my way to the top of Wall Street, but I died alone, filled with the bitter regret of a stolen youth. Until the end, I never understood why they all hated me so much. Then, I opened my eyes. I was eighteen again, back in that classroom, moments before the bet that ruined me. A shadow fell over my desk. It was him. "Meet me after school," Javier Mack whispered, a smug look on his face. But this time, the scared, hungry girl was gone. In her place was a shark. And I was ready to play.

Action Modern Young Adult

9.1

He Chose His Mistress Over Our Unborn Child

9.1

When a high-stakes crisis forces a husband to choose between his pregnant wife and his mistress, he makes a heartbreaking decision that shatters his family. Left to face the consequences of his betrayal alone, his wife must navigate the pain of abandonment while protecting her unborn child. This intense drama explores the fallout of infidelity and the strength required to survive a partner's ultimate rejection during a moment of life and death.

Action Modern Romance

8.6

La reina de la mafia

8.6

In the cutthroat underworld where power is seized through blood, a fierce woman rises to claim her place as the ultimate mafia queen. Navigating a dangerous landscape of shifting loyalties and lethal conspiracies, she must balance her ruthless ambition with an unexpected, high-stakes romance. As enemies close in from all sides, she fights to protect her empire and her heart, proving that in this game of crime, only the strongest survive.

Action Mafia Romance

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