mad dog marvel

Over five years I’ve lived a bittersweet lie as David Hargrove’s kept woman, Maria Bell. David’s shown no interest in me beyond what he wants. Love’s a bitter pill to love when it's not returned. I'm bought and paid for. Kept in a gilded cage. David suspects nothing of the secrets I hold. Tonight, David announced he’s marrying my stepsister. He doesn’t know. The level of betrayal I’ve experienced is unbelievable. Everything becomes complicated as the lies surface. Leaving and facing it alone are my only choices. I’m living in fear as I pick up pieces of a life, I believed lost. Blackmail, sabotage, and intrigue dog my steps. I don’t know who I can trust or how to win. I won’t surrender without a fight this time. They don’t recognize me. They won’t see me coming. My name is David Hargrove, and someone is trying to destroy my family. I must marry my rival’s daughter. His stepdaughter signed the contract. Before we learned, she couldn’t deliver the Belgrave empire to me. She can help me secure my family’s empire as my fiancée. I need the ugly biological daughter, Maria Belgrave, who’s hiding. Things get confusing. Maria Belgrave sent two women to represent her. One is my Maria. My missing woman. The betrayal and conflict of interest still stand. I will say when our contract has ended. How can I work with her? I know nothing about her. She owes me answers and loyalty. Perhaps I’ll use this to my advantage. When David learns of Maria’s past life. Will he help her? Or use her and take over the business himself? It starts with an engagement and the death of a patriarch.

Clara is the maid of billionaire Edward James, who is known as a genius in technology, handsome and rich. He was blind because of an accident in childhood. When they first met, she made a terrible impression on him. From then on, he made it difficult for her with unreasonable requests. But Clara completed all the assigned tasks. Not only that but many times she also made Edward James mad with her clever personality. Along with that, Edward James also felt attracted to Clara because of her resilience and brightness. They had feelings for one another. This is also when Clara realized that the object of the night with her a few months ago was Edward. She is pregnant; he finds out, and it forces them to have a wedding. Married for a few months, Clara miscarried because of Edward’s inattention. From there, their relationship fell apart. The difference between the two’s life views and irreconcilable misunderstandings led them to divorce after a year of marriage. After the divorce, Clara went abroad to study. Five years later, she returned with a child who called her mother and a master’s degree in economics. She and he met again and continued their unfinished predestined relationship.

"Do you want to know what it feels like to kiss? You don't have to find out, I can give it to you." Erros ate his lips so wildly. He kissed her so greedily as if there would be no tomorrow. "Open your mouth, baby," his hoarse voice made Milan feel like she was going crazy. "That's my woman," he said, exploring every part of his woman's mouth. She should have stopped this kiss. This is wrong! How could she kiss her brother? "Ugh..." when the sigh was heard, she realized that she had lost her sanity. *** If there is a person who is insane, then it is her. How could she keep her love for her brother? She always went crazy whenever the thought of her brother's sexy body made her body react. What should she do, should she admit defeat with her feelings or should she immediately get as far away from her brother as possible? Because one thing she knows, her feelings will not just disappear. *** "I have gone mad from loving you." "Your body, heart, and soul can only scream my name."

On April Fool’s Day, my CEO husband cut out my heart to save his childhood sweetheart's son. After the surgery, he tossed me into a cold rental apartment, where I died in agony. Three days after my death, my five-year-old daughter played in the room as usual. Walking by the sofa, she wrinkled her little nose and mumbled, "Mommy, there's a weird smell in here." She touched my face and murmured, "Mommy, are you pretending to be Snow White? Why are you so pale?" She shook my arm harder and raised her voice, "Mommy, it's my birthday today—get up and blow out the candles!" Confused, she picked up the phone and called her father. “Daddy, did I make Mommy mad? I lit the candles, but no matter how much I call her, she won’t wake up.” On the other end of the call, Patrick Hart’s voice was cold and impatient. “What could possibly be wrong with her? She’s just pretending to be asleep for sympathy. It’s Johnny’s birthday, I’m busy. Don’t bother me! Tell your melodramatic mother to stop playing her little tricks. I don't have time to humor her." My daughter removed the candle from her bun, pinched off a piece of the bun, and fed it to me. "Mommy, I made a secret wish… I really wish you could hold me again, just like before."

Pendant trois ans, Élodie Mercier s'est comportée comme le toutou fidèle, se pliant en quatre pour Victor Moreau jusqu'à en perdre toute dignité. Mais pour lui, elle n'a jamais été qu'une option de secours, un plan B, une figurante dans sa vie. Dans tout Clairbois, personne n'ignorait que le cœur de Victor Moreau appartenait à Sophie Laurent, et qu'Élodie n'était qu'un pâle substitut. Le jour de son mariage, la vérité lui a éclaté au visage. Kidnappée et torturée pendant trois jours et trois nuits, Élodie a finalement compris la cruelle réalité : non seulement Victor avait refusé de payer sa rançon, mais il en avait profité pour épouser sa précieuse Sophie lors de leur propre cérémonie. Par un miracle inexpliqué, Élodie s'est retrouvée propulsée trois ans en arrière, le jour de leurs fiançailles. Ce même jour où Victor l'avait abandonnée en pleine réception pour voler au secours de Sophie qui venait de tenter de mettre fin à ses jours. Sous les regards moqueurs des invités, Élodie ne s'est ni effondrée ni mise en colère. Au contraire, avec un calme olympien, elle a simplement annoncé rompre leurs fiançailles, en prétextant que le grand PDG du groupe Moreau souffrait d'impuissance. En peu de temps, la nouvelle a fait le tour des réseaux sociaux. Et voilà que ce même homme qui la méprisait tant la plaque contre un mur : « Tu crois que c'est malin de faire ta difficile maintenant, Élodie ? » « Dites-moi, M. Moreau, on ne vous a jamais dit que vous aviez un sacré toupet ? »

Cynthia Perin is a 19-year-old art teacher.She is kidnapped by mysterious people and held in a cage in a villa as she walks home from school after class. When Cynthia wakes up, she discovers that her abductor is Carlo Ricci, a wandering young fool she once took in.Carlo regains all his memories and his identity as the head of Mafia North. He turns back into a man full of danger. Carlo takes advantage of his drunkenness to have forced sex with Cynthia in his cage. He violently takes Cynthia's first time. Carlo hates Cynthia for treating him like an abandoned dog and abandoning him at will. He had loved his master-Cynthia Perin so faithfully. Now it's his turn to trap her in the prison of his possessiveness and torture her... And Cynthia is planning to inform Antonio, her former crush, to come to her rescue ...... "I can't give you the freedom to leave with another man! That's my bottom line Cynthia. leave me and I'll kill him!" ...... "No! Don't touch there!" Cynthia shrieked, it was the secret garden in the deepest part of her body.Cynthia could not struggle out of his grip, fear and terror taking over inside. Her sensitive body trembled uncontrollably beneath him. "Cynthia you ARE mine!!!" Carlo muttered in a drunken slur, but his hands kept moving. The warm touch enveloped his icy heart tightly.It was as if this was the only way he could gain what little security he had left. Dangerous lust burns beneath their bellies and the sound of the gang betraying gunfire seems surrounds Carlo. It didn't matter, as long as Cynthia was entirely under his control. It didn't matter...it didn't matter...

"SHE'S NOT EVEN HIS TRUE MATE. I AM! HE'S MINE! I MUST HAVE HIM!" As an omega born without a wolf, I was treated less than a dog in the pack. As a maid to all the pack members, I got maltreated by everyone. Heaven forbid the clan members treat a wolfless and mateless omega like me with respect and love. I was called the clan's 'bad luck'. Is it my fault that I am born an omega? But it's about to change. My Omega wolf changes into a Luna and my mate is none other than the already mated Alpha of the Cosmos Kingdom. I am a TRUE mate to the most powerful Alpha king amongst the werewolves clan. An alpha I fantasize about, every night. A male my body desperately needs. Should I give up on him because another Luna tricked him into believing she's his true mate or should I claim him, no matter the consequences? How far will I go to be with a male that has been destined by the moons to belong to only me?

The top businesswoman and national socialite Feng Yan died at the hands of her own sister. She thought this would be the end of her, but it seems the god doesn’t want her to die in vain. Unexpectedly, she transmigrated in a novel world with a lame-childish-unreliable (omitted 100 abusive words…) system. Only to find that she a cannon fodder set up so small that her existence is just to show off the female leads kindness-naivety etc. The original owner of the body was also called Feng Yan, with a completely different life. She and her brother were kidnapped and sold by traffickers in a poor village, while she was only 7 years old. When the Feng family finally found her, she was already 18 years old. Her father accused her of not dying outside and her twin sister said “A poor village bitch like you is not qualified to even hold my shoe; you want to be my sister”. While her fiancée who she dated for four years said “Sorry, Feng Yun. I always liked your sister, you will find a better person than me but you’re can’t live without me. Let’s break up”. Seeing this white lotus bitch female lead + a scumbag, Feng Yun could only say “A bitch and her dog, such a perfect couple”. It was said that the top actress Feng Yan has a gorgeous smile and is a total face control. Watch Feng Yun and her system taking revenge destroying the plot, while being chased. Feng Yun says to her system “Hey, didn’t you say the villain’s an old man with a potbelly. Why the hell is that I see this XXX handsome man chasing me, and why is he so sticky? Shouldn’t he be behind the female lead now? You give me away”.

Delmar fell in love with a childhood friend named Brisa who was getting married in two days. "I love you, Bri." "Are you crazy, Del?" "Yeah, I'm crazy for loving you. And also face the fact that you will marry someone else! I have gone mad!” "We're friends, Del." “But it's been a long time since I no longer consider you as my best friend. I love you, Bri." Delmar's hope is the only hope. Bri left him without answering his question at all. Because Brisa did not accept the feeling, Delmar chose to leave. Five years later he returned and found Brisa had many physical injuries which she assumed were the result of domestic violence. Will Delmar save Brisa or let Brisa live with her choices?

I was on the verge of unbuckling his belt when he pulled away so forcefully I stumbled forward, disoriented by the sudden loss of contact. My core throbbed, my nipples could cut diamonds, and my skin was so sensitive even the brush of air caused me to tremble. But when the fog of sensation dissipated, I realized Alex was glaring at me. “Fuck.” He scrubbed a hand over his face, his scowl fierce enough to make grown men quake. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” “Alex—” “No. What the hell were you thinking?” he bit out. “Did you think we would fuck in the kitchen while your friends are in the other room?” Heat scorched my cheeks. “If this is about Josh—” “It’s not about Josh.” Alex pinched the bridge of his nose and exhaled a slow, controlled breath. “Not entirely.” “Then what is it?” He wanted me. I knew he did; I felt it, and I’m not just talking about the massive bulge straining his pants. Yes, Josh would attempt to murder us both if he found out what happened, but he couldn’t stay mad at us forever. Besides, he didn’t return to D.C. until Christmas. We had time. “It’s me. And you. Together. It won’t work.” Alex’s glare intensified. “Whatever fantasies you have of us swirling in that pretty head of yours, kill them. That kiss was a one-time mistake. It’ll never happen again.”