stolen touches

Loyalties will be tested. Hearts will be broken. Desire will be their downfall. Middlesbrough's underworld is a dangerous game, and Matthew Smith finds himself right in the middle of it. A once-feared gang leader, he is now forced to be a pawn in a deadly cat-and-mouse game. Matthew's only shot at freedom is helping the police bring down Mr. K, the elusive mafia boss of the city. The only problem is that the detective he is forced to work with is the same man who arrested him years ago. Masahiro Payne is everything Matthew hates: cold, calculating, and relentless. But their only hope for survival is by pretending to be a happy couple, blending in amidst dangerous crime, deceit, and power struggles. The closer they find themselves to taking down Mr. K's empire, the more they are attracted to one another, an affair too potent to turn from. As their undercover mission spirals into a web of lies and hidden desires, they face a growing threat from all sides. But the greatest risk is the one they can't control-their own feelings. With every touch, every stolen kiss, the line between their fake relationship and real emotions blurs. In a world of betrayal, trust is a luxury, and falling for each other may be the deadliest mistake of all. Can they survive the deadly mafia games or will their passion be their demise?

"Here, it's Divorce papers, sign them already, a good amount of money would be sent to you for your service for three years." He said further, placing the paper in front of me as well as a pen. I looked at the paper in front of me and bodly written on it was "DIVORCE AGREEMENT" and Max signature was already there. My service for three years? Had I only been a service to Max? "Was that all I was to you?" I couldn't help but ask with pain-filled voice and he arched his brows at me with spite. "Did you think you were more than that Vivian?" He replied with sarcasm and I nodded my head. "Then why? Why did you just have sex with me then Max, if you were going to end the contract Now" I demanded in a shaky voice, my mind reprieved with regret of how my body had reached to his touches earlier, how much I had craved for it even when he was rough, still I loved it every bit of it. Truly, I am shameless right? I couldn't believe that my marriage was already ending in such an unlikely manner. So after three years, I couldn't even achieve a good home or even a good husband. The tears I've been holding finally slid down my cheeks. My heart was broken, not at the fact that the contract marriage between us was already ending but the fact that I had wasted three years of my life loving a man who was in love with another woman.

My wife went viral by copying someone else. After some netizens shamed her looks, she became obsessed with plastic surgery. Eventually, an illegal clinic tricked her into spending thirty thousand dollars, claiming they could make her into a celebrity. She even forced me to fund her dream by feeding our daughter pesticides. However, I knew that the clinic used implants from stolen corpses. Before long, her face would start to rot. I spent ages convincing her to choose a professional cosmetic hospital instead, saving her life. Later, though, her best friend became an internet star after undergoing plastic surgery. In comparison, my wife’s appearance had only improved slightly after the cosmetic treatment. In a fit of jealousy, she burned my daughter and me alive. “It’s your fault I couldn’t make it big! You deserve to die!” When I next opened my eyes, I returned to the day my wife asked me for money.