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 8

"Hello,..Do you have."

He took out his phone and called his assistant.

But before he could finish his words, Mark suddenly stopped.

"Mr. Blake ?"

"Forget it! Nothing..."

Robert hung up the phone, but his eyes fell back on the blue drop in his palm.

So what if he had her phone number?

What did he want to do? Call her? Let her come back to take this earring? Or give her a chance to get both of them back?

He suddenly couldn't figure it out

On the other side, it was not until Lena came back home that she had time to tell Sister Anna the details of the whole thing.

At the beginning, Sister Anna only knew that Lena had got the contract. Now she knew the cause and effect. She was shocked and asked, "what? It's Robert's company? He even gave up the show to you? Has that scum changed his character?"

Hearing that Lena was sitting on the sofa, Lena White looked a little indifferent and calm. "In fact, he is not a bad man."

"It's my own business that I like him. It's not wrong if he doesn't like me. I can't call him a jerk just because of this."

Sister Anna didn't seem to accept it, and her beautiful eyebrows twitched noncommittally.

"But he has left you abroad for six years. Does it count? Does it count that she stopped you from coming back? Your family has gone bankrupt, and he doesn't allow you to come back Does it count that you have suffered so much outside for so many years? And your stomach disease, and your hand..."

Sister Anna couldn't continue, but looked at the back of her right hand with burning eyes.

Noticing Sister Anna 's gaze, Lena felt a little tired subconsciously.

It suddenly occurred to her that she had received plastic surgeries on her right hand more than ten times in the past few years, and now the scar had long gone.

Hearing that, Lena loosened her right hand and looked down at the smooth skin on the back of her hand unconsciously.

There were once ugly scars on it

If it weren't for the designer who had very high requirements for her career, she might not have done plastic surgery for the rest of her life.

After all, if the camera turned to her hand and saw it full of scars, it would probably cause a lot of unnecessary guesses.

But fortunately, she did it. Otherwise, she might not be able to let it go for the rest of her life.

She was no longer the fearless and arrogant girl she used to be.

"I shouldn't desired for what doesn't belong to me. I deserve it." She said calmly, as if she was gossiping about other people's daily lives.

"That's abroad. You were only 20 years old at that time, and you didn't have money."

The more she said, the angrier she became. Sister Anna said, "anyway, it's right for you to agree to divorce. Don't be silly again. It's hard to find a toad with three legs in the world. There are many men with two legs. Don't change your mind."

"Well, don't worry!" Lena agreed without hesitation.

After sending Sister Anna away, she immediately took out a pill from her handbag, peeled one and put it into her mouth. Then she forced herself to swallow it.

Her mouth was full of bitterness.

But she felt more bitter in her heart.

Just like Sister Anna asked her how it felt to take revenge on a scum?

She said that Robert wasn't a bad guy

This was not because she loved him, but because her relationship with Robert had become like this, she felt that she also had to take the responsibility

Her first encounter with Robert was more than ten years ago.

At that time, she was thirteen years old.

After a big quarrel with her father, she ran away from home. That night, she ran into a crazy kidnapping. Robert, who was fifteen years old, was the victim.

He refused to cooperate and was stabbed by the kidnapper with blood

At that time, she didn't know why she suddenly ran to the nurse and lied to her that he was her brother.

The nurse took her to the ambulance.

Because of the excessive loss of blood, Robert was in shock. When he woke up from several comas, he had been holding her hands tightly.

Robert's hand was beautiful, but as cold as ice

Lena was holding his hand back, and whispered in his ear again and again

"Brother, don't be afraid. We're almost there."

"Brother, don't sleep. You won't wake up if you sleep."

"Brother, you'll be fine. I'll be with you."

The doctor said that Robert was in danger.

His blood was too special, which was RH negative and AB type. There was no such reserve of blood in the blood bank of the hospital.

Hearing that, Lena stretched out her thin arms and said with her eyes shining, "doctor, I'm also RH negative and type AB dark blood. I can save my brother!"

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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 8

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