why does dio hate the joestars

Dahil ayaw maghirap ng Mama ni Noella ay kumapit ito sa patalim at siya ang ginamit nito upang hindi mawala ang kayamanang mas pinapahalagahan kaysa sa sariling anak. Ibenenta si Noella ng ina sa isang ilegal at malaking organisasyon na tinatawag na Slave Market, na ibinebenta ang mga babaeng kagaya niya sa mga hindi lang basta mayayaman kundi bilyonaryo na tumatangkilik sa organisasyon na iyon. Hindi alam ni Noella ang kahaharapin lalo pa at wala siyang alam sa kalakaran ng organisasyon na iyon subalit alam niyang may hindi mangyayari sa kaniya lalo pa ang bumili sa kaniya ay isang lalake na sa paningin niya malupit at hindi makakawala rito ng buhay. Si Diego Alejandro Betancourt na kasapi rin sa Mafia organization na humahawak sa slave market na kumuha kay Noella at pinili lang siya ng binata upang maging taga-init ng kama nito at gawin ang nais nito sa kaniya hangga't hindi siya nito pinagsasawaan. Ngunit nalaman ni Noella na hindi rin siya basta pakakawalan ni Diego sa oras na pagsawaan siya nito dahil para kay Diego lahat ng mga pinagsasawaan nitong pag-aari ay hindi na muling mapapakinabangan pa ng iba. Ano kaya ang mangyayari kay Noella sa oras na magsawa sa kaniya si Diego? Paano kapag nalaman niyang may mas malalim pang dahilan si Diego kung bakit ayaw siya nitong pakawalan basta at ang dahilan niyon ay kapalit ng buhay niya? Slave Market Series 1

My husband has azoospermia. After trying all the options available, I finally conceived. However, my husband is worried my child will hurt his first love's feelings—she had a miscarriage. He tricks me into going for a prenatal checkup. In truth, he conspires with a doctor to induce labor when I'm only five months along. He says, "You must be the one with the problem. Why else is it so hard for us to have children? The baby won't be healthy even if it's born! We can have more children when you're healthier. Julie has just had a miscarriage; I don't want to aggravate her." He doesn't know he has azoospermia. I only managed to conceive this child after trying out IVF countless times and taking countless folk remedies. He will never have a child of his own in this lifetime, and I discover his true colors. I ask for a divorce, and that's when he loses his mind.

In the glimmering city of New York, where dreams are born and fortunes are made, an unexpected twist of fate brings together two individuals from vastly different worlds. Leah Knight, a spirited and resilient young woman, finds herself on the verge of despair as her financial struggles intensify. Despite her unwavering determination to make ends meet, circumstances force her into an unimaginable situation. Through a series of extraordinary events, she crosses paths with an enigmatic and formidable billionaire with a reputation as cold and ruthless as the city itself. Xavier Kings, haunted by a troubled past, lives his life behind a facade of unyielding control and detachment. His heart guarded by walls of steel. When Leah unexpectedly enters his world, he sees an opportunity to further his own ambitions while satisfying his primal desires. Driven by his inscrutable motives, Xavier presents Leah with a proposition that could change her life forever. In exchange for a marriage of convenience, one that would grant her financial security, she must agree to never fall in love with him. With her back against the wall and no other choice, Leah reluctantly accepts the deal, unaware of the tumultuous journey that awaits her. Will she meet the end of the deal or will she fall into his trap of being used and discarded?

At sixty-five, I got served divorce papers. The same day, my husband Sebastian — decked out in his wedding suit, of all things — popped a handful of sleeping pills in a suicide attempt. For years, we were the perfect couple. The kind of pair neighbors whispered about with envy. I couldn't wrap my head around it. The divorce. The pills. None of it made sense. Not until I found the photo and letter in his pocket.

Alejandro Smith is one of the handsome bachelors traveling the world with a hidden identity that only his trusted colleague knows... His perfect that everyone wants him, but he's careful enough to protect himself. He's enjoying the pleasures of everything, a free lifestyle while busy bringing their company on top of the list. He never dreamed of being a married man. For him, marriage is just a jail of misery and losing all the benefits of all the luscious adventures of life. Despite of disagreement about marriage, his a loving sister and son to their family. He's at the peak of all the crazy adventures in his life when suddenly a twist of fate changes in the presence of her new secretary. Can he still prove his belief that there is no real love, but just fucking a random woman? Or would he eat all his words and fall for her damn charm?..

It's my husband, Niall Luther's birthday. I take my son to the hospital to visit Niall since he's working late; I want to surprise him. However, we get into an accident on the way there. When I rush to the hospital with my bloodied son in my arms, I see Niall holding his first love's daughter. He coos at her and says, "This might be a small wound, but there's a risk of infection if it isn't handled well!" His first love, Chelsea Blanc, gives him a chiding look. "You treat Lulu so well that I'm getting jealous." Niall wraps an arm around her. "It's only because I love you. You're the one I love the most." I pull out my phone and call him. He keeps his arm around Lulu White and rejects my call. So, I text him, telling him our son is injured and has been taken to the hospital where he works. I tell him he needs to attend to our son. However, he berates me for lying. I have no choice but to take my son elsewhere for treatment. Before leaving, I see Niall kiss Chelsea tenderly and tell her he wants to take her to an amusement park. That's when I know he and I are over.

A burglar breaks into our home, taking my mother-in-law and me captive. He stabs my mother-in-law's eyes, blinding her. Then, he slices her tongue and strips her, even putting on a live stream to air the whole thing. He claims that he'll auction my mother-in-law's organs if we can't pay the ransom of ten million dollars. The live stream infuriates the Internet, and everyone starts searching for my husband, the city's wealthiest man. No one knows he's on a luxury cruise ship, holding an engagement ceremony with his childhood friend. He snarls, "What a dumb excuse to trick me out of my money! I'll burn the money for them when they're dead!"

For seven years, I love Cody Rummish, clinging to his promise—once his sister-in-law, Luna Briche, conceives, our ordeal ends, and we finally begin our married life. But reality betrays me. Just months after moving into his home, Cody slips into Luna's bedroom 88 times—starting with once a month, now nearly one or two visits daily. Every night, I sit in the downstairs living room, counting the minutes, clutching a flicker of unrealistic hope. As the sole heir after his twin brother's fatal plane crash, Cody inherits not just power and wealth but also, seamlessly, his brother's widow, Luna. After the 88th visit, Luna announces her pregnancy. But instead of Cody honoring his promise, a public declaration shatters me—he will formally marry Luna. I unravel, demanding answers. Silent, Cody locks me in the bedroom's walk-in closet. "Luna was trapped in an elevator for 30 minutes! She nearly died because of you! Stay here for five days. Feel her fear!" Only on the sixth morning does Cody casually open the door with a chuckle. "Alright, lesson learned. Time to apologize, right?" He finds only the stench of blood and my cold, lifeless body. He's killed the fiancée who's loved him for seven years.

After years of living abroad without children, I decided to return home to handle my inheritance matters. However, before I could step into my house, I was stopped by a group of people at the entrance. The woman leading the group pointed at me and started screaming. "I can't believe someone as young as you is seducing a man old enough to be your father! How disgusting can you be?" I watched her, noticing how much she resembled my older brother, and I was shaking with rage. They pulled out my fingernails, broke my ribs, and slashed my face, dragging me around the neighborhood as I begged for mercy. Yet, they remained indifferent to my pleas. Just as I was on the verge of losing hope, my brother, Edward Grange rushed over.  Through a mouthful of blood, I managed to choke out, "Ed, I’d rather die than let her inherit my inheritance…”

To cheer up his pretty assistant, my boyfriend brought her to attend a party. I had to bail him out after he was arrested by the police. The charge? Public indecency after consuming illegal substances. When I arrived at the police station to pick him up, he was still trying to comfort his assistant, paying no heed to the possibility that I might have seen the lipstick marks on his neck. After seeing that I wasn’t saying anything, my boyfriend assumed I was upset and explained impatiently, “Winnie was in a terrible mood that day, and I was just there to keep her company. We didn’t take part in any public indecency! It was the other guests who were messing about!” What a terrible excuse. If it was any other day, I wouldn’t be this calm. This time was different. I will no longer press him for answers like a mad woman. As I walked past the police station entrance, an officer looked at my boyfriend and his assistant, who were still all over each other. With eyes full of sympathy, he asked me, “Your partner?” I glanced at my boyfriend, whose focus was entirely fixated on Winnie, and shook my head. “No, just an acquaintance.” At that moment, Winnie was leaning against him, seeking his comfort. I pulled out my phone and texted my dad silently. “I agree to marry President Lee. I’ll leave the wedding preparation to you guys.” “I’ll be back in five days.”