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Twice A Lifetime

Falling for the billionaire's deal: The Deal of a Lifetime

It had been a rainy night. Ayla was only six months old, her small body burning with fever. She had been shivering all day, her tiny fists curling against my chest as she whimpered. The fever medication hadn’t worked. The wet towel treatments barely made a difference. And then, as night fell, her cries weakened, and her small frame went limp in my arms. Panic clawed at my chest. My baby was unconscious. I dialed Sebastian again—my fingers trembling so badly that I nearly dropped my phone. Call after call, I tried reaching him. No answer. He was working as a resident at Aetos Multi-Specialty Hospitals, but it was over an hour away. I had no choice but to rush Ayla to the nearest local hospital. The doctors did their best. I could see it in their tired eyes as they worked tirelessly to stabilize her. Machines beeped. Oxygen masks. Needles. My heart felt like it would stop at any second. “She needs to be transferred,” one of the doctors told me, his voice grim. “We’ve managed to stabilize her vitals for now, but she requires specialized care. Take her to Aetos immediately.” The next thing I knew, we were inside an ambulance. The sirens blared, cutting through the stormy night. Every second felt like an eternity. I held Ayla close, whispering desperate prayers against her damp curls. “Hold on, baby… Please, hold on.” The paramedic beside me checked her vitals repeatedly, his face tense. “We’re almost there,” he assured me. But my heart wouldn’t stop racing. I kept my eyes fixed on her tiny chest, watching for every faint rise and fall. Then, finally, the ambulance screeched to a halt in front of Aetos Multi-Specialty Hospitals. The emergency team was already waiting. They took her from my arms, rushing inside with urgency. I need money. That was the first thought that struck me. I had just started my career in real estate. I barely had a hundred dollars to my name. And the insurance? It wouldn’t cover everything. Ten thousand dollars. That was the estimated cost they gave me. I called Sebastian again. And again. And again. No answer. Desperation overtook me. I had no other choice. My parents weren’t in Eldoria—they lived in another state, a three-hour flight away. But I called them anyway, my voice breaking as I explained the situation. “We’re coming, sweetheart,” my mother said, panic laced in her voice. “Stay strong. We’ll be there soon.” My tears had dried up. My hands were numb from clutching my phone. But the pit in my stomach only grew deeper. I needed to charge my phone, so I stepped outside the PICU, searching for an outlet near the reception. That’s when I saw him. Sebastian. Standing in the dimly lit hospital corridor, his arms wrapped around a crying woman. His lips brushed against her forehead, whispering soft reassurances. My mind went blank. The world around me blurred. Then—darkness. Once, Aurora Adkins was a joyful, simple woman who believed in love. But love betrayed her. Left with nothing but heartbreak and a six months old daughter, Ayla, she clawed her way up from the ruins of her past. Now, she’s a real estate mogul, a self-made powerhouse with a heart of stone. Until she collides with him. Theron Drakos—ruthless, elusive, and heir to the Drakos Corporation. He’s built his empire in the shadows, and now, he’s ready to claim Eldoria. There’s just one problem, Aurora stands in his way. From the moment they meet, it’s war. Deals turn into duels. Boardrooms become battlegrounds. Two unstoppable forces, neither willing to bend. But beneath the sharp words and sharper gazes, something else smolders. Pride says they should walk away. Ego demands they win. But fate? It has other plans.
Miradevlin06 · 3.7K Views

The Countess Lives Twice in the Apocalypse

Jannah Rafelon, a Countess in the Starlian Kingdom, finds herself mysteriously transported back in time just before the onset of a devastating zombie apocalypse. Though, in her second run, an unexpected twist grants her a unique advantage: a powerful being known as the "system" which equips her with skills and knowledge to protect her little town and its people from impending doom. As Jannah navigates through her second life, her leadership and bravery shine through, drawing the attention of various suitors who begin to pursue her with unwavering shamelessness and determination. "Countess, please accept this as a token of my love and if you want, you can take me instead as a token of my love." "I was only your admirer at the start, my lady, but overtime.. I realized I like you, not as a master, but as a lover. Please make me yours." "You're the only Countess of my Kingdom and also the only one who has captured my heart. Let me be yours, Jannah." "You were supposed to be my bride, but your little sister lied to me. However, that wouldn't stop me from asking your hand in marriage. So, once again, will you marry me?" "You want someone to be buried ten feet below the ground? Consider it done. You want something from a neighboring community? Look at your doorstep tonight. I can give you anything you want, but why can't you accept any of them?" "I will always be at your beck and call so if you need me at your bed tonight, I will be there." "You're my knight in shining armor! You saved me so I am yours! But why won't you accept me as your princess?" "Push me, drag me, kiss me, f*ck me— you can do anything you want to me, but why won't you?" Amidst the chaos of survival and the looming threat of zombies, Jannah must balance her responsibilities as a protector with the complexities of newfound romantic interests, all while striving to secure a future for her people in a world turned upside down. If you're not a fan of the list below then please click away. — Turtle progression. — Detailed gore. — Same-sex relationships. — Grammatical errors. — More gore. — Questionable life choices (by MC). — Suggestive content. — Another gore. — 1.5k to 1.6k words per chapter. — Two chapters every other day.
Coffaero · 92.5K Views

Mr. CEO, You Married The Wrong Bride Twice

“I married the right woman all along…” *** She becomes the stand-in wife for a reason. But the day her nominal husband divorces her, she panics, and so she burns her alimony down with a smile. When she thinks she is free from her terrible fate, she finds herself tied to the same marriage with the same fake name. As she lives in someone’s shadow, would her nominal husband discover her secret? EXCERPT: “Fine. I will accept your marriage proposal on one condition,” the woman across from Aleckin Ferrero said confidently. “Bring it on.” With the same confidence, Aleckin issued a challenge. “Alright, then. First, once I become Mrs. Ferrero, I am not required to appear in public. Second, I must remain inside my bedroom the entire time—unless Grandpa wants me to visit him...” “Hold on…” Aleckin blinked. His brain seemed malfunctioning, as he could not grasp what she was saying. “Come again?” He must have heard it wrong. Every woman on this planet was desperate to link their name to his. They were killing each other to win him over and become Mrs. Ferrero. However, in contrast, the woman he proposed a contractual marriage to, as the fake matriarch of the Ferrero household, has now expressed a desire for a different arrangement. Who in their right mind would request to lock her up instead of enjoying the lavish life of a billionaire's wife? This is the first time he has encountered such a thing! ‘Is something wrong in her head?’
Elise_Elleneth · 18.5K Views

A Woman Without a Mask

At 28, Clara Hayes has mastered the art of wearing masks. To her colleagues, she’s the perpetually cheerful graphic designer who never misses a deadline. To her overbearing mother, she’s the dutiful daughter hiding her anxiety behind polished smiles. To the world, she’s a woman who “has it all together”—except she’s crumbling inside. Clara’s life unravels during a corporate presentation where a panic attack strips her façade raw. Humiliated and exhausted, she flees to a quiet coastal town, renting a cottage owned by an eccentric, free-spirited potter named Marisol. There, Clara stumbles upon a dusty journal in the attic, its pages filled with haunting sketches and anonymous confessions from a woman who once lived there decades earlier. The entries mirror Clara’s own suffocating duality: “I paint myself in colors the world approves of, but my soul is a grayscale.” As Clara tentatively befriends Marisol and a reclusive widower, Eli, who runs the town’s crumbling bookstore, she begins confronting the lies she’s told herself for years. Through their unconventional guidance—and the journal’s cryptic wisdom—she starts shedding her masks one by one. But vulnerability comes at a cost: her corporate career teeters, her mother’s disapproval intensifies, and a buried trauma from her teenage years resurfaces, threatening to drown her newfound courage. When Clara’s raw, unfiltered artwork—created in secret—goes viral, she faces a choice: return to the safety of her old illusions or step into the terrifying freedom of living unapologetically. But the journal hides a final secret, linking Clara’s journey to the cottage’s mysterious past, forcing her to question whether true authenticity is a rebellion… or a homecoming.
Daoist5CDTxH · 1.7K Views
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