Unmatched you

He is a noble prince from a wealthy family, and she is the cold and cunning third daughter of the White family. For many years, Lena White has been persistent, and every decision she makes is to be closer to him, but he has no idea. "Have a face, I will never marry you!" Their marriage begins with a game in which they have to marry each other. He was clearly planning to divorce and subsequently set a trap for her. Obviously, he said he would never love. He afterwards took her to see the sea of stars. "Mr. Blake, we are divorced," she reminded him. "Don't think I'm completely unrelated to you!" Mr. Blake made a risky move, pulling out the keyboard and tossing it to the ground while kneeling and screaming, "Honey, I'm wrong!" It took her six years to transform herself into his preferred style. He felt there was no one on the planet who could interfere with his emotions, yet she still messed with him when she turned around.

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Chapter 6

Half a month passed quickly.

After hearing that, Lena had been working in her friend Sister Anna 's company.

In the past few days, she had been preparing for her first domestic show day and night, which had saved her a lot of trouble.

Unexpectedly, Sara , the person in charge of the venue, suddenly changed her mind and wanted to take the venue back!

"Why are you so sudden? The announcement has been released . If it is interrupted this time, as the main designer, Lena 's reputation will definitely be affected! How can Sara do this!"

Sister Anna walked back and forth in the office angrily.

Hearing the news, Lena immediately decided to go after this place by herself.

After all, this show was very important, not only for her, but also for helping Sister Anna who has been helping her .

That night, when she learned that Sara was going to attend the party, she borrowed Sister Anna 's evening dress and chased Sara all the way.

Anna had been impatient for a long time. When she suddenly raised her head, she saw the CEO of F.C , Robert.

His black hair was a little messy, and a few strands of loose hair were hanging in front of his forehead. His fascinating face was hidden in the half dark and half bright shadow. He narrowed his eyes slightly, with a sense of abstinent and a little lazy tone.

Sara recognized such a man at the first sight in the crowd.

Her eyes lit up and she walked towards Robert.

"Mr. Blake , what a coincidence! I didn't expect you to be here."

"I have spared some space for your company's show on Friday."

"We can cooperate when we have a chance!"

Her voice was extremely flattering, and it could not help revealing a piece of news - Sara 's sudden change of mind was because of the company of Robert!

In the choice at that time, compared with the top F.C group, Sister Anna's nameless company directly chose to cooperate with F.C without thinking.

Lena, who was following them, heard the conversation clearly. However, she had put a lot of money in the early stage of her show. If she lost this chance, not only her reputation would be ruined, but also Sister Anna 's company would be implicated by her.

In the past six years, only Sister Anna had never given up on her. It could be said that in the past six years, if it weren't for Sister Anna 's secret help and support, she wouldn't have been able to hold on till now. She couldn't let such a thing happen!

She took a light step and seemed to have made a big decision. Hearing that, she walked towards Robert.

Robert was talking to Sara , and sometimes he looked at his watch to show his impatience.

Out of the corner of his eye, a red figure approached. Before he could look, he heard a sweet voice, "Mr. Blake , what a coincidence!"

Lena?

Robert raised his head.

Today, Lena White was wearing a red diamond dress with long curly chestnut hair hanging over her shoulders. She looked very gentle.

"Miss White , do you know Mr. Blake ?"

Sara was surprised to hear that.

Isn't she a designer who just came back from abroad? Although the company she worked for was the company of Sister Anna , it was not likely that she knows Robert directly.

"More than that."

Hearing that, Lena White smiled at the two of them. She raised the glass of champagne in her hand and clinked glasses with Robert. "Right, Mr. Blake ?"

Robert observed her intently. She had been reserved for only a few days, but now she was obviously "clinging" to him. Robert was obviously more interested the way she called him, "Mr. Blake ". "So you only call me Mr. Blake ?"

Hearing that, Lena's soft eyes turned dark. When she looked at him again, the corners of her mouth unexpectedly tightened into an imperceptible "shyness". "I can't call you husband, can I?"

Robert was speechless

Sara was completely dumbfounded!

What happened? They were a couple?

So, Lena White hwas the legendary Mrs. Blake who had been carefully treasured?

Then she just...

Sara felt a little guilty, but she heard Robert suddenly call out her name.

Before Sara could react, Lena called out, "Robert.".

She even asked him, "what a coincidence! You know Sara too?"

"Okay." Robert kept staring at her. His intuition told him that this woman's sudden intimacy was unusual. "I need their show next week. We'll cooperate!"

Hearing that, Lena's face didn't change. A moderate disappointment appeared on her face. "Ah... Really?"

"It seems that I came here in vain. Compared with F.C, Sister Anna's company is just small workshop and doesn't have any competition."

It seemed that he understood something. Robert looked at her again and asked, "your company has also booked her show? When will it be?"

Hearing that, Lena's body stiffened for a moment. She looked at Robert with doubt.

Six years ago, Robert wouldn't ask such a question. He would turn around and leave at the first sight of her.

If he didn't leave, it would be her chance

"Just one day, next Friday!" She said.

Although as the CEO of the group, Robert couldn't remember all the projects in the company, he had just signed the show on Friday, so he had an impression of it.

This was the date of the two shows

The man's eyes darkened. He looked at Lena 's beautiful eyebrows and suddenly raised his lips. "What, you... Want it?"

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The Duke was standing in the middle of the room, his hands in his pockets, his head tilted to one side. It was a relaxed, casual pose, and yet the way he looked at her was anything but casual. The deep midnight of his eyes burned and he radiated a subtle, sensual energy that made the air around him crackle. He looked like a man who'd never heard the word 'no' in all his life. Unluckily for him, 'no' was the only word she had. "There's no reason why I should stay," Anna clasped her shaking hands together in an effort to still them. "I'm not marrying you." His gaze flickered, his mouth curving slightly, and she had the disturbing thought that far from putting him off, her insistence was only inciting him further. "But you haven't heard my proposal yet," he said mildly. "Isn't that why you're here?" "I don't need to hear it. I already know that my answer will be no." "Of course. But you can hardly tell your father that you heard me out when you haven't, in fact, heard me out.... Anna."

Action Mafia Modern

9.8

Breaking The Mafia Lord's Golden Cage

9.8

I stood next to the most dangerous man in Chicago, smiling for the cameras while my phone vibrated against my leg. I was the perfect mafia wife—a well-dressed pet in a gilded cage. But the message on my screen shattered everything. It was a photo of my husband, Dante, with his assistant, Jade. She wasn't just straddling him; she was wearing the shark tooth bracelet—a sacred war trophy Dante swore was locked in our safe. He lied to my face when I asked about it. Then came the video. I watched as he told her I was "barren" and a "failing appliance" he planned to shelf once she gave him a son. After two years of trying for a baby, he was mocking my pain to his mistress. He thought I would just cry. He thought a black Amex card and a trip to Paris would buy my silence. He believed I was too weak to survive without his protection. He was wrong. I didn't just leave. I took his grandmother's wedding ring to a jeweler and made him melt it down with a blowtorch until it was nothing but an ugly lump of gold. Then, I sent his darkest secrets to the FBI. It was time for Elena Paletti to die.

Mafia Modern Romance

8.1

Emiliano's Mafia princess

8.1

In a world ruled by blood and power, the daughter of a notorious crime boss finds herself caught in a dangerous game of loyalty and desire. As the princess of a powerful mafia family, she is both a prize and a target. When Emiliano, a man with his own dark secrets, enters her life, their forbidden connection sparks a fire that threatens to consume both their worlds. They must navigate a landscape of betrayal and violence to survive.

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9.0

From Unwanted Wife To Unreachable Queen

9.0

The day my guardian, Dante Moretti, announced his engagement was the day I started planning my death. Not a literal one, but the death of the girl who had orbited his world for ten years. He was the Don of the Moretti family, the man I'd secretly loved since I was a child. But with his new fiancée, Sofia, on his arm, he began to erase me. He even forgot my severe allergy, gifting me a watch that would blister my skin. He had ripped apart the diary where I confessed my love for him. "I am your guardian," he'd spat. "Do not ever cross that line again." Yet one night, drunk and stumbling, he crashed his mouth onto mine, his hands roaming my body as he pushed me against the wall. He groaned, but the name that escaped his lips wasn't mine. "Sofia..." When I screamed my own name—Elara—he shoved me away in horror. He wasn't horrified by his betrayal, but by the fact that he'd kissed the wrong woman. That was the final straw. I took the acceptance letter to a university in Toronto that I had kept hidden like a prayer. I called my estranged father and booked a one-way ticket. This time, I would burn my old life to the ground and leave nothing but ashes behind.

Mafia Modern Romance

8.2

I Left The Jester For The King

8.2

"Little Siren: I miss your hands on me." That message lit up the screen of a burner phone I found in my fiancé's jacket pocket while he was in the shower. Franco Moretti, the rising star of the Vitiello crime family, treated me like a fragile glass doll. He claimed he was "saving himself" for our wedding night out of respect. But the phone told a different story. I unlocked it and found three years of betrayal. It wasn't just a fling. It was Camilla, a girl from high school I had befriended out of pity. I watched their history unfold. He complained that I was cold. He called me a statue. Then I saw the invoice. He had bought two identical pink diamond engagement rings. One for me, and one for her. Worse, he had stolen my grandmother' s heirloom jade bracelet-a piece of history meant for his bride-and given it to his mistress. "I need her name to get the chair," he texted her. "You are my true Queen." I didn't cry. I didn't scream. I realized I wasn't a person to him; I was a ladder. Leaving him would be too easy. Leaving is what victims do. I walked to my laptop and opened a new document. I wasn't just going to cancel the wedding. I was going to broadcast his ruin to the entire underworld, and our wedding would be my stage. Then, I picked up the phone and dialed the one number my father forbade me to call. "I accept," I told the deep voice on the other end. "You understand what you are agreeing to, Gianna?" Enzo Falcone asked. "I understand," I said, looking at the New York skyline. "You want an alliance. I want a weapon."

Mafia Modern Romance

7.9

In Bed with the Hot Brothers

7.9

"You are wet, Red. I can smell your juices already." He said. I wanted to deny it but I knew he was right. The sides of my thigh were already clammy. How could he tell from afar? "No, I need to sleep. I told you I have a presentation tomorrow, right? I'm tired, I want to rest a bit." I replied. "You'll do that when I get a release. I'll make sure to be fast about it," he replied. I stood rooted on the same spot without moving. I knew he was just being civil with me. It was only a matter of time before he dragged me to his side. "Unless maybe you want me to call the others?" He asked but I could tell he was threatening me. Calling the others would end in me not getting any rest at all. "No, please," I replied walking obediently to his side. ***** Three men, one naive woman. Ziyana never knew her life would turn in the most dramatic way. She enjoyed the life of a princess until life happened. From being hated by her blood to suddenly being sold to a spoilt Mafia Lord. She thought she could navigate through it but there were two more brothers! Ruthless. Domineering. Voracious. The Niccolo Brothers' lives were full of danger and envy but these men never wanted her out of their sight. Would Ziyana be able to cope in the midst or run for her life before she get used to them?

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Unmatched you

Chapter 6

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