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My Boss is My Secret Husband

Lyla Knight thought she knew her husband, the enigmatic and stoic Noah Anderson—CEO of a billion-dollar empire and the golden bachelor of City A. Their marriage was a quiet agreement, a union arranged by their families to ensure Lyla's safety and happiness. For two years, Noah was away expanding his business, and Lyla pursued her dream of becoming a singer, believing they were just two polite strangers bound by a contract. But appearances can be deceiving. Noah Anderson, the king of the business world, has always been a wolf in sheep’s clothing. Beneath his calm demeanor lies an obsession—a love so deep that he’s been silently protecting his innocent "little rabbit" from the shadows. When he finally returns, his carefully constructed facade begins to crack. “Sweetheart,” he murmurs one day, his voice a mix of pleading and determination, “I let them think I didn’t love you enough to show you off. But now, can we go public? Let me slap their faces with the truth.” Even the king of hell is willing to make puppy eyes to convince his wife to acknowledge him as her husband—a sight that leaves his assistant Cheng fleeing the office in shock. But Lyla’s world is truly shaken when she stumbles into Noah’s private library and finds a hidden treasure trove: old, secretly taken photos of herself from years before they were married. Her heart pounds as she backs away, only to collide with the man himself. His familiar scent surrounds her as his deep, velvety voice whispers near her ear, “It has always been you, sweetheart.” Caught between the shy, gentlemanly facade she believed in and the possessive, passionate man he truly is, Lyla must navigate the truth about her husband and their secret marriage.
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The Last Offering

The Last Offering By Zanbaq Alma "There is no greater sacrifice than the one made in love. But love alone cannot stop the abyss from hungering." For centuries, the city of Ashkar has upheld a chilling tradition the centennial offering. Every hundred years, one life is chosen to descend into the abyss, a sacrifice meant to appease the ancient darkness lurking below. When seventeen-year-old Seraphine’s beloved younger brother is selected, she refuses to accept his fate. Driven by love and defiance, she takes his place, willingly stepping into the unknown. But the abyss is not what the council claimed it to be. Beneath the city lies a cursed labyrinth where past offerings linger some as whispers in the dark, others as monstrous creatures barely clinging to humanity. At the heart of it all is the Ancient One, a being that was once human, now corrupted by centuries of sacrifice and greed. As Seraphine navigates the abyss’s horrors, she uncovers long-buried secrets: the truth behind the ritual, the city’s bloodstained past, and a prophecy that ties her fate to the darkness itself. With the help of Aric, a scarred survivor of the last offering, and Kael, a rogue cultist seeking redemption, she must challenge the cycle of sacrifice before she, too, is consumed. But the abyss changes those who enter it. And as the darkness seeps into her soul, Seraphine must decide will she destroy the abyss, or become its last and greatest offering? A dark fantasy tale of sacrifice, corruption, and the fine line between monster and savior.
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Dangerous: Don't cross the line!

* At night He was rugged and untamed. That one steamy night left Grace utterly captivated. She coyly stretched out her dainty, snow-white feet, hooking them around his waist as she softly laid down her terms: For the first time, no staying overnight. The second time, the moment he got himself a significant other, she'd vanish from his side. Later on, their liaison would remain strictly on a physical level. No strings of money attached, no emotional fetters, just the most primal and unadulterated desires that flared up when night fell, entwining them like a web spun by countless spiders. And once the moment had passed, she'd straighten her skirt and turn her back on him, cold as ice. *During daytime He was the heir to a vast business empire, now impeccably dressed in a sharp suit, exuding an air of aristocratic reserve. He extended his hand to her with a polite smile, “Hello, Grace.” Grace gritted her teeth in secret dismay. She hastened to call off whatever was brewing between them, only to find herself cornered against the dressing room by the man, with no way out. In that cramped space, he was a relentless predator, and she, his irresistible quarry. His firmness pressed against her soft curves, setting every inch ablaze. Outside the door, her female colleagues were swooning over his chiseled abs. Just a thin partition away, he locked his arm around her willowy waist, seized her delicate hand, and guided it to rest on his taut abdomen, his voice dripping with a sultry allure, “Thought you could slip away? It's far too late for that.”
Katubari · 13.8K Views
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