

At his brother's engagement banquet, elite tycoon Larry Nell stunned society by marrying an outsider, Coral Baker, a whirlwind union fueled by rumors of a scandalous public kiss. In truth, she was just a paid stand-in, hired to play the dutiful ""Mrs. Nell"" amid his mercurial whims.What began as a transaction, his need for a decoy, her need for cash, slowly defied the contract. Amendments piled up, each edit eroding the cold terms with unspoken desire.By the end, no one remembered the pretense. Only the love story remained.

Mia Bennett, a medical genius and billionaire CEO, disguises herself as a beggar to test her boyfriend Dylan’s loyalty—only to get humiliated and dumped. After a twist of fate lands her in a contract marriage with Ethan, Mia is mocked as a gold-digger at his mother’s birthday banquet… until her true identity shocks everyone. Now Dylan wants her back, but Mia’s already chosen the man who truly stood by her side.

Elise Pierre, a university student, has just stepped into the society when she accidentally spends a night with Louis Denton, a CEO who is known to be allergic towards women. A month later, at a career fair, their paths cross again in an unexpected twist of fate. While Louis initially assumes Elise is a gold digger, he arrives just in time to rescue her from being married off to an older man for a bride price of $100,000. When Elise opens her eyes again, she finds herself in Louis's luxurious home, where she begins to be enveloped in his love and affection.

Three years ago, Sandy Hunt entered a flash marriage with Darren York to resolve her father's company's financial woes. Displeased with the arrangement, Darren stormed out of home in anger, never once meeting Sandy. Now, fate brings them together again, and love begins to blossom between them.

Billionaire heiress Kira Freeman mistakenly thinks the heir of the Mannings is just a broke guy selling himself to pay off debts, while Blaine Manning assumes Kira is an ordinary woman. The two end up pretending to be poor and quickly marry, starting a small family together. Along the way, they face off against clueless people in both the workplace and high society, proving everyone wrong at every turn.

At the party for our first wedding anniversary, I hit the floor—face-first on a red carpet, gasping like a fish out of water. Carlo Pipino, my husband, had his arm draped around Gianna Verde, his childhood flame, sipping champagne and laughing. Gianna knew I was allergic to nuts. So, obviously, she bathed everything in hazelnut dressing. One bite and boom—my throat locked, my lungs lit up, and hives popped like confetti. I reached for my allergy meds—came up with a fistful of melted M&Ms instead. Gianna laughed when she saw my face. "Surprise! Carlo swapped your meds. Seriously, Siena, one nut? Dramatic much?" I slid off my chair, wheezing, while the crowd placed bets on how long my "performance" would last. "Carlo... my meds..." I croaked. "Please. I'm gonna die." He sighed, annoyed. "God, you're so dramatic. Why do women always play dead for attention? You know I love you. Just stop this show already." Right then, my heart shattered faster than my lungs could. I stopped begging. Hit the distress signal. Called my real family.

At the party for our first wedding anniversary, I hit the floor—face-first on a red carpet, gasping like a fish out of water. Carlo Pipino, my husband, had his arm draped around Gianna Verde, his childhood flame, sipping champagne and laughing. Gianna knew I was allergic to nuts. So, obviously, she bathed everything in hazelnut dressing. One bite and boom—my throat locked, my lungs lit up, and hives popped like confetti. I reached for my allergy meds—came up with a fistful of melted M&Ms instead. Gianna laughed when she saw my face. "Surprise! Carlo swapped your meds. Seriously, Siena, one nut? Dramatic much?" I slid off my chair, wheezing, while the crowd placed bets on how long my "performance" would last. "Carlo... my meds..." I croaked. "Please. I'm gonna die." He sighed, annoyed. "God, you're so dramatic. Why do women always play dead for attention? You know I love you. Just stop this show already." Right then, my heart shattered faster than my lungs could. I stopped begging. Hit the distress signal. Called my real family.

Sky Fenton and Geoffrey Mooney were childhood sweethearts who promised to marry each other. When they meet again as adults, both have changed their names and don't recognize each other. Yet fate brings them together, leading to a series of amusing encounters. As they fall for each other again, both hesitate due to their childhood promise, not realizing they're actually falling for the very person they promised to marry.

The year my boyfriend is dead broke, I leave him. Later, he becomes a mafia boss and uses every means at his disposal to marry me. Everyone says that I am the first love he can never forget, the wife he cares about the most. However, he then starts bringing home a different woman every night, making me a laughingstock. Still, I don't cry or make a fuss. I quietly stay in my own room, never interrupting his affairs. Elton Carter is furious. He pins me beneath him, kisses me harshly, and growls, "Aren't you jealous?" He has no idea that I'm gravely ill. He could buy half the city with violence, threats, and money. He could buy my freedom, my marriage… and each night bring a different woman home, oblivious to the truth. Little does he know, I have just seven days left to live.

The year my boyfriend is dead broke, I leave him. Later, he becomes a mafia boss and uses every means at his disposal to marry me. Everyone says that I am the first love he can never forget, the wife he cares about the most. However, he then starts bringing home a different woman every night, making me a laughingstock. Still, I don't cry or make a fuss. I quietly stay in my own room, never interrupting his affairs. Elton Carter is furious. He pins me beneath him, kisses me harshly, and growls, "Aren't you jealous?" He has no idea that I'm gravely ill. He could buy half the city with violence, threats, and money. He could buy my freedom, my marriage… and each night bring a different woman home, oblivious to the truth. Little does he know, I have just seven days left to live.