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Boss And Me Sub Indo

Top Assassins Call Me The Lady Boss

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!Ahmet's laughter was like a slap in the face. "You think you're in a position to negotiate with me?" he sneered. "I don't think so, Asli. You'll do what I say, or suffer the consequences. Do you want more time to outsmart me? No.” She could play his game. She certainly could do that before she finally killed him. A mischievous grin formed on her lips. "What would you gain from sleeping with me?" she asked, trying to keep her tone neutral. "You're not exactly known for your romantic conquests. And we're rivals, not to mention the fact that our families would kill us if they found out." She paused, her eyes narrowing. "So, what's the real motive here? What could you possibly gain from this?" There was a pause on the other end of the line, and for a moment, Asli wondered if she had caught him off guard. But then, Ahmet's smooth voice came back, dripping with confidence. "I’m glad to know you are well-informed about my romantic conquests. Let's just say, Asli, that I have my reasons. And as for what I'd gain… well, that's for me to know and you to find out." His tone sent a shiver down her spine, and she knew she had to tread carefully. She wasn’t going to win this against him. “Show me what proof you have and I will give in to your demands.” With that, she hung up the call, feeling a small sense of satisfaction at being the one to end the conversation this time. She was the only woman in the male-dominated Mafia world. Did he think he could subdue her so easily?
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The Mafia Boss Calls Me His Little Ancestor

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.
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My Cold-Hearted Boss Wants to Marry Me

Lin Ruijiao dies with nothing but regret—and wakes up on the night she signed her soul away to Huarui Entertainment. In her past life, she was just a replacement, a white moonlight substitute for the company's ice-cold film empress Ye Ruihuan. Now she's back at square one: broke, desperate, and staring at the same contract that once destroyed her dreams. But this time, she knows the game. Armed with knowledge of the future, Lin Ruijiao rockets to stardom, becoming the hottest rising actress in the industry. Yet something's different—Ye Ruihuan, the untouchable award-winning actress known for her aloof perfection, is acting... strange. On set, Ye Ruihuan personally "coaches" her through intimate night rehearsals. During a reality dating show, she manipulates the producers to eliminate the male guest and takes Lin Ruijiao on romantic island dates herself. In a wilderness survival program, she ensures they're partnered together, sealing their "partnership" with a cold kiss that leaves Lin Ruijiao's lips tingling... Meanwhile, Ye Ruihuan—the crowned film empress who's never shown interest in anyone—finds herself dreaming of Lin Ruijiao every night, waking up with a racing heart and flushed cheeks. She knows Lin Ruijiao resembles her—the woman from her past—but she also knows Lin Ruijiao isn't really her. Ye Ruihuan can see through Lin Ruijiao's perfect act, the way she plays innocent and compliant. But that's exactly what draws her in: watching this clever little rabbit navigate the predator-filled entertainment world with such beautiful, calculated vulnerability. It isn't until one dream becomes too real, too passionate, that Ye Ruihuan realizes the terrifying truth—she's actually fallen for Lin Ruijiao herself. The internet thinks they're enemies. Huarui Entertainment's two biggest stars, locked in a power struggle as the rising newcomer threatens to dethrone the reigning queen. Their fandoms wage constant war, convinced their idols despise each other. Then Lin Ruijiao goes live, and Ye Ruihuan appears on camera, casually pressing a kiss to her lips: "Wife, give me a kiss." The internet explodes. --- After Ye Ruihuan finally confesses her feelings directly: Lin Ruijiao: "Sorry, but I'm frigid. I can't do romance." Later, watching Lin Ruijiao cling to her passionately in the throes of desire: Ye Ruihuan: "What happened to being frigid?!" Romance is optional, but marriage is mandatory. If you like my 'work' you can help me by giving donation on my Ko-fi https://ko-fi.com/rikhi
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