Loft Bed Pine

From the peak of the Emperor’s Mountain… his head fell before his body. He woke in a stranger’s bed—dead, yet breathing. No name. No past. Only the pain of his fall. Glory? Meaningless. Immortality? A fool’s delusion. All he wants… is revenge. But in an age ruled by deathless Supreme Beings— where emperors are crowned through carnage and unmaking— what price will vengeance demand? This is the rise of madness, wrath, and shattered destiny. He is the man with Insight Zero. He is… The Two-Faced Emperor.

[1V1, sweet doting, pure in body and mind] After one night of indulgence, she took on a mysterious bigshot. Afterwards, she slipped away, but he became addicted from just one taste. Rumors had it that he was a financial heir who could cover the sky with one hand, a beast that would devour people without spitting out their bones, yet he doted on her to the point of obsession. "BOSS, the young madam has been taken advantage of." "Oh, acquire that company." "BOSS, the young madam beat up a Hollywood A-list star." "Oh, send over some medicine, her hand must be hurting from the punch." "BOSS, the young madam was confessed to." With a cold laugh, he carried her straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau. Finally, one day, she was cornered in bed and fought back fiercely, "Why are you everywhere? I can't live like this anymore, I want a divorce!" He pinned her down on the bed, "If you want to divorce, fine, the house is yours, the car is yours, the buns are yours, I, too, am yours."

It's simple. A vengeful wildfire of a woman. A tyrant who begs to be burned. When Aria crashes into Kael’s empire, hellbent on making him pay for taking her job away, she’s met not with defiance—but a dare. “You want revenge?” he taunts, voice dripping with dark invitation. “Then ruin me. Take your pound of flesh exactly where it hurts.” His proposition is a trap laced with sin: As expected he calls the shots in his bed, her contempt is his twisted aphrodisiac. “Hate me until your hands shake,” he growls. “But do it on top of me, where I can watch you savor every cut.” Their arrangement is a collision of dominance and delirium. Aria wields her fury like a blade, determined to break him. Kael? He thrives under her wrath, goading her darker, deeper, hungrier. But vengeance turns slippery when every insult she hisses ignites his obsession, and every cold glare melts into bruising kisses. Soon, the bed becomes a battleground—her nails carving victory into his skin, his whispers a serpent’s promise: “Chain me with your rage, darling. I’ll still come back for more." The rules are simple: No mercy. No surrender. But as their games spiral into something ravenous, who’s destroying whom? And when hatred burns this hot, what’s left when the ashes cool?

He was Yunzhou’s pride. A feared strategist worshipped for his precision and victories, but his pride and ego were greater than the heavenly warnings. Prince Liang Chen, the heir to the heavenly throne, was feared by most on the battlefield and worshipped in court. His pride led to a seven-year war, bloodshed, and division against Yelan and its prince, Ji Mingyan—the green-eyed prince whose sword slew thousands, his aura cold as the devil, and those tempting gazes that lingered longer. But heaven’s wrath can’t be ignored. And it fell, not only as rain… it poured. The flood washed away everything. Both kingdoms perished. Lives drowned. And nothing survived. Seven years of war ended with no victor… leaving behind nothing but dead souls. Breathing his last, with the blood of a thousand on his hands, Prince Liang Chen regrets it all. The battles, the endless quarrels—and also why he had not kissed Ji Mingyan when he had the chance… And like the heavens saw his heart, a second chance is given. Will it be wasted? Will he love, choose peace, or go down the same path…?

Teniola Badmus, a vibrant woman born and raised in America, journeys to her father's homeland of Nigeria with her Nigerian university sweetheart, Jim. She holds the hopeful belief that their relationship will blossom into marriage, and she also anticipates that being in Nigeria will aid her in finding the father she is yet to meet. However, the true nature of Jim, a successful medical doctor, soon emerges through his promiscuous lifestyle, ultimately leading to their breakup two years after they settle in Nigeria. Her heart breaks due to Jim's randy escapades. Yet, amidst this disappointment, an unexpected connection sparks with the town's most peculiar resident. Fate smiles on Teni the day her headstrong dog, in its characteristic stubbornness, unexpectedly leads Teni to encounter Dan at his secluded home within the scrapyard of the pine plantation. As her feelings for Dan deepen, Dan becomes entangled in a web of blackmail, plunging him into serious trouble. But fate again, in its intricate design, weaves a connection between this trouble and the riddle of Teniola's father's identity. Her journey to solving this riddle may very well hinge on her connection with Dan, the enigmatic "the man of the pine plantation."

Sitting at my desk, and BOOM – free stuff from braggarts? Leo, a corporate drone tormented by soul-crushing IT helpdesk calls. His greatest life achievements? Pining after his dream girl Clara for a decade without making a move, and an unfinished novel gathering dust in his desk drawer. Then came the high school reunion. Julian Croft, the rich jerk who loved stomping on Leo back in the day, was back at it – flexing hard: "Oh, just closed a seven-figure deal? Chump change, really. Picked up this penthouse overlooking Central Park on a whim. Views are kinda okay, I guess." "Oh yeah, and downstairs? My custom McLaren Speedtail. Only 106 made worldwide, you know? Mine's got... special touches. Having it brought over later." Ding! Your "Face-Slapping Delivery Service" has arrived! Leo's phone buzzes: Penthouse Deed - Acquired! His pocket suddenly weighs a ton: McLaren Key Fob - Acquired! Leo stared, dumbfounded: Since when did phishing scams... get so hardcore?!

Purity a low ranking, clumsy, weak but determined angel suddenly volunteered to fight Abaddon, the 7th prince of hell who was pushed to earth to cause chaos on earth taking souls through deals Reborn but adopted into a family of riches and wealth faced bullying from her family but was favored by the head. Balancing her duties as an angel and the perfect granddaughter, It was purity’s job to take souls to heaven was it was time, both Abaddon and purity crossed paths couple of times but didn’t have any interaction. Roaming countries and countries for centuries Abaddon didn’t mind to purity until one night in an intense fight they were struck by lightning waking up they switched powers. ……………………………………… waking up to a burning sensation on her forehead purity whimpered, rubbing her head which just made the pain worse. looking around she wasn’t in her room, she was enveloped in an atmosphere of dark luxury.the air thick with leather and polished wood. candelabras with black candles cast flickering shadows on the walls adorned with intricate gold patterns. Massive, velvet- upholstered in deep burgundy and ebony wood chaise lounge dominated the space. A grand piano it’s ebony surface polished to mirror sheen sits silently in a corner. The bed which she layed on a grand king sized bed with black silk duvet and matching velvet pillows the wood on the head board was flawlessly carved with designs reminiscent of anique demon seal the bed positioned centrally purity jumped up seeing Abaddon staring at her with rage a halo atop his head his wings white but black in the very end and most importantly the cross tattoo on his wrist. “why are you with my halo?” purity stood on the bed attempting to take it but Abaddon threw her to the vanity table shattering the mirror “what did you do?!” Purity got up bleeding from her side she looked at herself in the shattered glass an upside down cross on her forehead her wings black, purity screamed “what did you do?!” she ran to punching his chest but Abaddon quickly raised her by the neck his grip tightening, purity couldn’t breathe the doors burst open Abaddon immediately dropped purity who gasped for air before looking up her voice still chocked “I can explain”

Synopsis I died. Again. Not in some dramatic battle or noble sacrifice—but by slipping in the bathroom of a dingy apartment back on Earth. Tragic, I know. But hey, at least the universe gave me a second chance. Now I’ve reincarnated into the body of a spoiled young master from one of the richest clans in the cultivation world. He was arrogant, lazy, and hated by everyone—including his own servants. Luckily, he died. Even luckier, I took over. With his absurd wealth, a powerful cultivation base (that he barely used), and a body sculpted like a playboy’s dream, I’ve got everything I need. Oh—and did I mention he was a dual cultivator with a “Heaven-Grade Yin Physique” that makes women... curious? But I’m not here to play the fool. I’m rewriting the script—starting with payback on everyone who ever looked down on me. And maybe “cultivating” a few beautiful companions along the way. Power, women, enemies, and a mouth that always gets me in trouble… This is going to be fun.

The contract says she can’t share his bed, but nothing stops him from getting into hers… * Rain Clayton’s life takes an unexpected turn when she discovers she’s suddenly married to a billionaire named Alexander Lancaster, a powerful and dangerously captivating man who wants their marriage over before it even begins... Raised by a family that never cared for her and desperate to avoid a twisted arranged marriage, Rain seizes this unexpected twist of fate. Her new husband might be a cold-hearted billionaire, but he's her only escape. Yet Alexander demands a swift divorce. Refusing to lose her one chance at freedom, Rain strikes a risky bargain to keep their marriage alive, even if it means playing by Alexander’s rules. She just has to convince him to want her around… FOREVER. Weeks into their unexpected arrangement, Rain begins to see through Alexander’s icy exterior. But one night, she’s taken by surprise. “What are you doing?” Rain burst out, eyes wide as Alexander casually slid into her bed. “Performing husbandly duties,” he smirked. “You can’t stay here! It’s against the contract!” “I’m not breaking it,” Alexander said with a shrug. “The contract specifies that you’ll fulfill all wifely duties, excluding sharing my bed. It doesn’t say anything about me not performing husbandly duties, including sharing your bed.” The situation had shifted, and it seemed like she was no longer the only one in control... [Warning: r18+/strong mature & sexual content]

Erasmus was the son of an ordinary couple. They weren't that rich, but they had enough to eat and a comfortable bed to lie on. All in all , they were happy. Yet , their peaceful life was disrupted. Erasmus parents mysteriously disappeared one day. And the next moment, he was captured. He was locked up in a tower for ten years. Tortured and barely had anything to eat. But he was so done with all that's happening

[18+] Shen Yanyue shared a steamy night with her unrequited love, Lu Beichen, a.k.a. the 2nd prince. They would eventually married, but would her love be reciprocated, or would the one night and union break them further apart? Was there a deeper meaning that connected their fates? Whose cries did she hear in her dreams? And how should she deal with the hot mess on her bed, while finding herself entangled in a revenge plot that began their story?

When Salina flees to the sleepy mountain town of black pine to escape her haunted past, the last thing she expects is to collide literally with Kade, a mysterious man with secrets caved into his skin. Salina is soon swept into a world she never believed existed. A hidden society of werewolves, ancient blood packs and dark forces. Kade the reluctant alpha of the northern ridge has spent years keeping his wolf and his past caged. But when Salina steps into his instinct, she carries the mark of a bond long prophesied. A soul tie that could either save their kind or doom them. With danger closing from every side Salina and kade must fight not just for their lives, but for the fate of every creature walking in the shadow.

Pining for You Red Lodge Series, Book One Noah Archer has spent a lifetime playing by the rules-small-town cop, hometown boy, quiet crush on the girl who never noticed him. When Juliet Briar, Red Lodge's sunshine-in-a-skirt preschool teacher, suddenly starts seeing him not as the polite kid from high school, but as the man who's always been there, Noah's carefully kept heart doesn't stand a chance. But Juliet's not looking for drama. Noah will have to show her, one steady act at a time, that sometimes, the man you've been waiting for is the one who's always been waiting for you. A small-town romance about second chances, quiet devotion, and falling for the one who's been yours all along.

After unknown “ Distant Persons” nearly destroyed humanity for their own experiments, the city of Myrid has risen from the ashes in perfect order. In this peaceful and seemingly perfect sanctuary, Ren wakes up in a strange bed with no memory of who he is.

Jim is a healthy youth who has just graduated from the ordinary local university in his city. With his degree in his hand, he started searching for jobs in the city. Even though his tries to get job were mostly met with rejections he never lost hope and always maintained positive attitude towards life. One morning he was getting ready for an interview in the local company who were hiring freshers, he felt someone hit him on his head before losing consciousness, what he didn't know then was all the people in the world also lost consciousness simultaneously within seconds. When Jim reopened his eyes again, he was sleeping on a hard iron bed fixed to the floor. The room he was in was 10 sq meters built like an iron cage with no windows but just a door on the other side of the room. Just opposite to the bed there was an iron table with multiple drawers which was also welded to the floor making the already cramped room narrower for walking. Jim wobbly woke up from the bed and tried opening the door and found it was locked, and he couldn't open it. Apprehensive about the circumstances he began shouting with fright so someone could hear his voice and open the door for him, but he didn't get any reply. After shouting for an hour, he got tired and sat on the sliding chair fixed to the table next to the bed. Only now he saw a laptop present on the table which was also embedded in it. As soon as he opened the laptop it started immediately, and words started appearing on it. Find out what did Jim see on the screen and his journey

"On the bed." My new master, the Alpha of Drogomor, commanded. I walked toward the bed, naked, ashamed, and full of tears. I was about to lose my virginity, but it meant nothing to the man who was going to take it. *** I am Rosalie, 20 years old, sold to the most terrifying alpha by my own father. "You're nothing to me but a breeder." he said to me cruelly. I had long known that my love for him was hopeless and foolish. However, I was naïve to think that was the end of the story. Once the baby is born, I will be put to death. *** People thought I was dead, but I survived. "It's you!" He grabbed my hand, and his eyes were filled with emotions I couldn't understand. "Come back to me, Rosalie." "Sorry." I calmly looked back at him, "but I think you've got the wrong person."

Alger has experienced many hardships in his life. His family is dead. He has no place to call home and used to sleep on the streets every day. After the mobilization order, many people were drafted into the military, and Alger finally had a bed and a friend. However, life still had no meaning for him until I met him.

As soon as he opened the door, a fast and light whisper of air passed through him. Through the window, small, light pink petals were now entering the room. One of them landed softly on the bed, and Lucian, following with his eyes, noticed the man who was now sitting, watching outside. He was awake. Nathan, noticing a presence, turned around, looking at the other man directly in his eyes.

In a quiet world, Adam lived his life peacefully but it all changed when he woke up in an hospital bed with the ability..... Creation Of All Things Armed with this Overpowered ability, watch how Adam would uncover the truth of his world and beyond..

Eighteen-year-old Lily Hart has always been obsessed with the supernatural—but in her quiet, fog-shrouded hometown of Silver Pine, fantasy and folklore were nothing more than stories... until the new literature teacher arrived. Mysterious, magnetic, and unnervingly intense, Mr. Caleb Ryland is no ordinary teacher. When a chance encounter in the forest reveals his true identity—a powerful werewolf Alpha—Lily’s world is shattered and reborn. Not only is Caleb hiding a dark secret, but he’s also been waiting for her. Because Lily isn’t just anyone… she’s his destined Luna. As an ancient bond awakens between them, Lily is thrust into a hidden world of wolves, war, and wicked shadows. While the connection between her and Caleb deepens, so does the danger. A demon king, ruler of a dark realm, has set his sights on Silver Pine—and on destroying the power that Caleb and Lily share. By day, Lily is a regular high school senior. By night, she trains for war beside the Alpha she’s bound to, growing stronger and more attuned to her emerging powers. With each battle fought and every demon slain, their love intensifies—but so does the threat looming over them. When the quiet before the storm gives way to the demons’ full assault, Lily must embrace her destiny or risk losing everything: her town, her pack, and the bond that could reshape the supernatural world. Because this isn’t just a story of wolves and war. It’s a story of awakening, of love, and of a girl who dared to become a queen in a kingdom of monsters.

Matthew's life changed when his family's house was burned to the ground. Now, Matthew is alone without his medication and in a hospital bed, he is stuck in his mind with his inner demons. With nowhere to turn, what will happen to him?

young girl finding herself in the world

Sheea who was so immersed in the sorrow of the untimely end of her favourite novel with the premature deaths of her favourite characters, blamed the author for the lack of story setting, when suddenly a message popped on her screen: "If you don't like how it is, why don't you yourself remake it the way you want to?" With that there was a smiley emoji. And then again, when she reopened her eyes she was in her favourite novel. But unfortunately, she was a cannon fodder over there whose existence was never mentioned in the book. So guys, let's see how Sheea is going to change her fate along with the ones she love. The cover page is solely designed by me and no one else. All Rights deserved. __________________ Spoiler:~ "At last, I have a neat and clean place to stay! Ahh! I can't wait anymore to lie comfortably on my dear bed," Sheea exclaimed happily while yawning and stretching her bones and muscles. But her actions came to a sudden halt when she saw that her bed was already occupied by her mates and they all were giving her bone-chilling grins. "Wha-what's up with you all? Go to your respective rooms. I-I wanna sleep!" Sheea stammered a little as she tried her best to remain calm in that situation which could be dangerous to her any moment. "Baby, we all want to sleep...," said Kyle, her first mate with an extremely evil grin as he continued his sentence after walking towards her with small steps, "But before that we all want to have some heart to heart talk with you." "He-hey, listen to me.... Heyyyy!" And before Sheea could finish her sentence she was directly shoved on the bed by Kyle and soon she was in the arms of her mates who weren't only one or two or three in number but... but eight! "Is my kidney going to retire from work soon?" That was the last conscious thought of Sheea on that beautiful starry night as after that.... _____________________ To know what happens next, please support the book with lots of comments & votes.... :-)

After getting killed in a bank robbery, Aaron transmigrates into the body of a child. He's tied to a bed and a scientist comes and begins to inject him with different fluids. Only after he sends him onto another planet, does he find out what these liquids were. They were meant to enhance his strength. But not only that, something like a system suddenly appears in front of him. It says [Welcome to the Illusionist System]

Mira Thornfield never asked to inherit a haunted inn—especially not The Midnight Roost, a sentient Victorian B&B where the guests are all dead, the waffle iron is a literal hellmouth, and the health inspector is a banshee who deducts points for "lack of ectoplasm." After burning out as a hospice nurse, Mira suddenly finds herself the new owner of this very peculiar establishment, complete with: Vlad the Vampire, who complains his "sunny-side-up eggs" are too literal. Marrow the Skeleton Chef, whose "bone appetit" pancakes are to die for. A Yelp-obsessed poltergeist concierge drowning in paperwork (literally). Armed with a snarky Hospitality HUD and skills like [Therapy Magic] and [Necro-Filing], Mira must: Keep her guests happy (even the ones haunting their own ashes). Upgrade the Roost (choose: Haunted Hot Tub or Zombie Beehive?). Survive the Yelpocalypse when a 1-star review summons a Complaint Hydra. But when she discovers her uncle’s ghost is trapped in the foundation—and a mysterious guest named "Lucifer M." books Room 666—Mira realizes the Roost isn’t just a business... It’s a battleground between the dead and the damned.

College was like a wake-up call for most people. Especially the likes of Christopher Owen, who spent the rest of his high school years messing around and pining for the boy he never had. Having had a frustrating high school year, he decided to dedicate himself to his studies in college.   He flew many miles away from home, changed his looks, and hid his real identity from everyone.  His plans were simple: study hard, pass well, no dating. But then he realized two things: life was anything but easy without the backing of his last name. And... he wasn't sure how long he could last before he jumped his roommate, who was obviously not gay. But lust wasn't love, right? Maybe he could indulge a little? Just a little, I promise. ***** EXCERPT: "THAT ARROGANT, GOOD FOR NOTHING, DEMONIC IDIOT! I HATE HIM SO MUCH!" "O-kay... what is going on?" A friend asked him, watching as he paced around the room he just entered. "After battling for a long time. A LONG TIME!" he breathed heavily before continuing, "I... I confessed to him today." The other sat up, eyes wide. "For real?" "And then... with that stupid lollipop in his mouth, he just looked at me and said Okay. OKAY!" Gasps. "I didn't even know people said "okay" to love confessions, but he said "okay" to me!" -- Meanwhile, while he was there panicking, the one who had been confessed to remained seated where he was in the room. He had not moved an inch from that position since he got confessed to. But if one looked closely, they would notice how red his face was, up to the tips of his ears. He suddenly chuckled to himself. "That idiot," he muttered, looking at the door the other had taken.

À l'Académie Goldstone, le calme n'est qu'une façade fragile. Alors qu'une menace inouïe et insoupçonnée gronde - la colère des dragons, des créatures que l'on croyait n'exister que dans les mythes les plus anciens, s'apprêtant à déferler sur le monde des humains - le directeur Julius M. Pines semble s'enfoncer dans de sombres manigances. Au cœur de cette tempête imminente, un trio d'étudiants se retrouve plongé dans un mystère qui pourrait bien tout changer. Arceüs Zorgy, Daria Sylvere et Minerva Elyon Lenormand mènent l'enquête, mais c'est le pouvoir aussi fascinant que dangereux de Daria qui les entraîne vers des vérités insoupçonnables. Dans ce monde au bord du chaos, où les secrets s'entremêlent aux légendes et où les certitudes volent en éclats, une seule question demeure : face à l'imprévisible fureur des dragons, qui survivra à la vengeance qui menace de tout dévorer ? Publications : Lundi et vendredi à 20 heures

Di tengah kemegahan istana kekaisaran, hidup seorang kasim muda bernama Yu Fan. Tampan, putih bersih, dan bersuara lembut, Yu Fan nyaris tak bisa dibedakan dari seorang gadis istana. Namun di balik wajah cantiknya dan tubuh ramping yang selalu dipuji para dayang, ia menyimpan rahasia getir: harga dirinya sebagai lelaki telah lama dikorbankan demi kedudukan di istana. Walau tubuhnya semakin indah setiap ia berlatih bela diri—lebih mirip selir ketimbang penjaga—Yu Fan tetap setia menjaga Putri Kaisar dengan segenap nyawa. Sampai suatu malam, saat ia ikut dalam penggerebekan rumah bordil ilegal hanya karena penasaran, nasibnya berubah selamanya. Saat membuka sebuah kamar terlarang yang basah dan beraroma aneh, ia menemukan benda aneh tergeletak di ranjang: sebuah batang giok berkilau, menyerupai… sesuatu yang telah lama hilang darinya. Terpikat oleh rasa ingin tahu yang tak wajar, Yu Fan membawa pulang benda itu diam-diam, menyimpannya di balik bantal dan mulai menelitinya. Tak disangka, sebuah kecelakaan konyol membuat batang giok itu jatuh tepat ke selangkangannya. Ia pingsan seketika. Saat terbangun, tubuhnya terasa berbeda. Sangat berbeda. Sesuatu yang tak pernah ia impikan kembali… telah kembali. Dan bukan hanya itu—benda misterius itu memberinya kekuatan baru, menyala setiap jam naga, dan konon bisa berkembang menjadi Dragon Rod, pusaka tertinggi dalam dunia kultivasi pria sejati. Namun kini, Yu Fan menghadapi dilema hidup dan mati: bagaimana menyembunyikan kejantanan barunya di tengah istana yang penuh mata tajam… sembari menjaga kesuciannya dari godaan tubuhnya sendiri yang mudah terangsang, para dayang cantik, dan—yang paling bahaya—Putri Kaisar yang semakin dekat? Dengan kecerdasan, kepolosan, dan kekuatan ‘spesial’-nya, Yu Fan memulai petualangan penuh kultivasi, intrik politik, dan tawa lepas. Dari kasim menjadi legenda. Dari batang kecil, tumbuhlah keabadian.

The monsoon season of Nanyang carried a humid sensuality as Liao Qiao pushed open the hotel’s carved wooden doors, only to overhear Shang Lu’s mocking sneer: “Are you following me? Still not over me?” A sharp reprimand cut through the drama. “Show some respect to your sister-in-law!” The shadow of a black shirt swept over Liao Qiao’s shoulder. Shang Yu exhaled a plume of smoke, his gaze dropping to the crumpled figure on the floor. “Take him to the Dark Hall,” he ordered, his voice like glacial steel. Liao Qiao studied the man’s chiseled profile. This was Shang Yu, the ruthless tycoon of Nanyang. He stood at the rain-soaked veranda, cigarette smoke curling around him, the faint scent of snow pine lingering in the air—a blade sheathed in elegance. Their next meeting unfolded in the underground lounge of a nightclub. Liao Qiao sipped a Mojito, watching Shang Yu stub out his cigar with a snap. “Mr. Yan requests your presence.” Before the bodyguard could finish, she sauntered into the private room. Under crystal chandeliers, Shang Lu retched into a toilet bowl while Shang Yu tapped his fingers on the marble table. “Explain the annulment yourself.” Before the words echoed, Liao Qiao leaned against the doorframe, spinning a car key between her fingers. “I heard Mr. Shang owns a Maybach. Care to lend it for a spin?” On the manicured lawns of Nan Yang Manor, Shang Yu knelt to tend to a cut on her ankle. Liao Qiao traced the mole near his eye, laughter bubbling. “So anxious, Mr. Shang? Could it be…” His hands yanked her into an embrace, his palm pressing against her wounded back. “If it hurts, bite me.” The night Shang Lu’s yacht exploded, Liao Qiao stood by the manor’s floor-to-ceiling windows, watching Shang Yu’s silhouette rigid against the lightning-flashed horizon. Thunder cracked. For the first time, she understood why her father called her “Nanyang’s curse”—she had a knack for shattering and reshaping the trajectories of those around her without rhyme or reason. When Shang Yu returned from Palma, he pressed a platinum card into her palm. “Want to see where you were born?” Liao Qiao traced the intricate engravings, finally deciphering the truth in her father’s indulgent eyes—she was never just a heiress. She was the wildfire he’d always kept burning in his palm.