

At nine months pregnant, I was in the final stretch of my term, and my body heavy with a baby due any day. But my husband, Vito Falcone, underboss of the family, had locked me away. He held me in a sterile underground medical room and injected me with a labor suppressant. As I screamed in agony, he coldly told me to endure it. Because his brother's widow, Scarlett, was expected to go into labor at the exact same time. A blood oath he'd made with his late brother declared that the firstborn son would inherit the family's lucrative West Coast territory. "That inheritance belongs to Scarlett's child," he said. "With Daemon gone, she is utterly alone and destitute. You have my love, Alessia. All of it. I just need her to deliver safely. Then it's your turn." The drug was a constant, agonizing torment. I begged him to take me to a hospital. He grabbed me by the throat, forcing me to meet his icy gaze. "Stop the act! I know you're fine. You’re just trying to steal the inheritance." "To get ahead of Scarlett, you'll stop at nothing." My face was ashen. My body convulsed as I managed a desperate whisper. "The baby's coming. I don't care about the inheritance. I just love you, and I want our child to be born safely!" He sneered. "If you were really that innocent, if you had an ounce of love for me, you wouldn't have forced Scarlett to sign that prenup, waiving her child's inheritance rights." "Don't worry, I'll be back for you after she's given birth. you're carrying my own flesh and blood, after all." He kept a vigil outside Scarlett's delivery room all night. It was only after seeing the newborn in her arms that he remembered me. He finally sent his second in command, Marco, to release me. But when Marco finally called, his voice was shaking. "Boss... the missus and the baby... they're gone." In that moment, Vito Falcone shattered

At nine months pregnant, I was in the final stretch of my term, and my body heavy with a baby due any day. But my husband, Vito Falcone, underboss of the family, had locked me away. He held me in a sterile underground medical room and injected me with a labor suppressant. As I screamed in agony, he coldly told me to endure it. Because his brother's widow, Scarlett, was expected to go into labor at the exact same time. A blood oath he'd made with his late brother declared that the firstborn son would inherit the family's lucrative West Coast territory. "That inheritance belongs to Scarlett's child," he said. "With Daemon gone, she is utterly alone and destitute. You have my love, Alessia. All of it. I just need her to deliver safely. Then it's your turn." The drug was a constant, agonizing torment. I begged him to take me to a hospital. He grabbed me by the throat, forcing me to meet his icy gaze. "Stop the act! I know you're fine. You’re just trying to steal the inheritance." "To get ahead of Scarlett, you'll stop at nothing." My face was ashen. My body convulsed as I managed a desperate whisper. "The baby's coming. I don't care about the inheritance. I just love you, and I want our child to be born safely!" He sneered. "If you were really that innocent, if you had an ounce of love for me, you wouldn't have forced Scarlett to sign that prenup, waiving her child's inheritance rights." "Don't worry, I'll be back for you after she's given birth. you're carrying my own flesh and blood, after all." He kept a vigil outside Scarlett's delivery room all night. It was only after seeing the newborn in her arms that he remembered me. He finally sent his second in command, Marco, to release me. But when Marco finally called, his voice was shaking. "Boss... the missus and the baby... they're gone." In that moment, Vito Falcone shattered

During a hunting trip, I was mauled by a grizzly bear and rushed to the hospital. Seeing how panicked my boyfriend looked, a playful idea struck me, and I decided to play a little prank on him. “Who are you?” I asked. Toby froze. Just as I was about to laugh and tell him the truth, he suddenly pushed his older brother, Logan, forward. “I’m your boyfriend’s younger brother,” Toby said. The next second, he pulled my best friend, Chloe, into his arms. “And I’m also your best friend’s boyfriend.” My face stiffened. Yet, Logan stepped closer to my bedside. “That’s right. I’m your boyfriend.” I looked at him and smiled. “Okay. Then I’m going home with you.” It was just a boyfriend, after all. If he were defective, I could easily replace him.

"Ares, a top‑tier special‑forces war hero decorated with countless battle honours, hung up his uniform and retired after suffering severe psychological trauma triggered by the death of his closest battlefield comrade. His one‑and‑only mission now is to honour his promise and shield his fallen brother‑in‑arms' wife and daughter with everything he has. The mother and daughter had once lived a peaceful life, until they fell victim to a commercial scam and got trapped in crippling high‑interest loan debts. Harassed and viciously bullied by local criminal enforcers pursuing repayment, their lives were plunged into utter ruin overnight. Determined to protect the martyr's family and defend the innocent, Ares steps forward and subdues the low‑level thugs with a show of force. Yet he soon realises these petty criminals are merely the tip of the iceberg. Behind them lies a sprawling criminal network spanning both legitimate and underworld spheres. Local gangsters run fraudulent schemes and predatory lending businesses, colluding with corrupt police officers, dishonest officials and even moles within the military. This corrupt alliance abuses power for profit and oppresses ordinary people for years. No longer satisfied with resolving just this family crisis, Ares resolutely embarks on a crusade to root out organised crime and official corruption. The criminal syndicate retaliates relentlessly, leveraging their powerful connections to suppress him, smearing his reputation through fabricated public opinion and repeatedly setting deadly traps and launching violent attacks in an attempt to force him into submission. Cornered yet unshaken in his resolve, Ares joins forces with his loyal former comrades‑in‑arms. Drawing on his elite combat skills and meticulous strategic thinking, he starts from small‑scale crimes at the grassroots level, digging deeper layer by layer, breaking through barrier after barrier. He dismantles the gang's forces one by one, strips away the disguise of the

Sophie, a beggar girl with a dying mother, is caught stealing food, but her capture reveals a Firemark on her forehead, proof of royal blood. Guard Harvey is stunned and rushes to report it.The emperor is shocked: "She's my daughter?" But his stepdaughter Lucy is furious, publicly tormenting Sophie and her mom. Worse, Lucy's mother, Consort Winson, orders the two girls to swap faces to secure her daughter's position.Sophie, now locked away and bled as the "princess," watches the impostor call Consort Winson "Mother." Sophie's real mother breaks down: "Why is my daughter calling someone else 'Mother'?"

As chaos broke out near the river, my mother secretly left me on a piece of driftwood floating down the water.My crying caught the attention of the winning side.They walked over with their guns raised, and one of them pressed a pistol right against my forehead.“Why don't we adopt her?”Since then, I had 109 Brothers in my family.At home, I'm the princess.But in school, things were not so good.Valeria Rossi, a rich older girl from a higher grade,had me cornered in the washroom with her lackeys flanking her.She beat my legs with a hot curling iron that was still plugged in, burning my skin into blackened, torn flesh. The pain was so intense that I broke free from Valeria's thugs and dragged her down the stairs with me.When I wake up, Marcella Greco, dean of Students, berates me angrily.“All Valeria did is beat you up, When someone talks trash and puts their hands on you, you ought to be asking what you did wrong.How dare you plot revenge against her instead!”“Summon your guardian here right away,or forget about leaving!”My guardians—109 Brothers—none of them are ordinary people, and I've been leading a normal life for more than a dozen years in order not to cause them any trouble.But if trouble shows up at my door, then I can't help it.“Are you sure you want to meet my guardians, Ms. Greco?”

During our decade together, I stay by Felix Valentino's side as he slowly ascends to the peak of the mafia world. I become the woman he trusts most. However, he secretly names an island that we fought for and won together after my best friend, Lilian Fenati. Why? Because Lilian is terminally ill. Her dying wish is to marry Felix on the island named after her. Felix clamps down on this and forbids anyone from telling me. He has no idea Lilian live streams the whole thing for me. That night, I cry my heart out. Meanwhile, Felix spends the night with Lilian. I lie in a pool of blood. My heart condition acts up, and my breathing starts to slow. Where is Felix? At the hospital with Lilian. Five days later, I accept a marriage proposal from Harold Bonanno, the mafia king.

A pair of orphaned siblings were separated in childhood. Years later, the sister became a billionaire and tirelessly searched for her brother’s whereabouts. Meanwhile, the brother woke from a comatose state, and he and his wife endured relentless abuse from villains. After the sister found her brother, she punished those who had wronged him, only to be counterattacked by the villains. Faced with the oppression of both his sister and wife, the brother finally revealed his true identity...

"""The Don of the Falcieri family was assassinated by a rival family, leaving behind his widowed wife, Livia. His younger brother, my husband Caius, took his place as Don. With the title came a duty: to secure the Falcieri bloodline by putting a child in his brother's widow. """"Alessia's been barren for years. It falls to Livia to do what she couldn't. The Falcieri family cannot be without an heir."""" The Madre's voice dripped with scorn. Caius held me close, whispering promises. """"As soon as Livia is pregnant, I swear I'll never touch her again."""" """"Alessia, you're the only one I love."""" Three months, and he hasn't set foot in our bedroom. After he ignored me in front of everyone, choosing Livia time and time again, I finally left. I took what was mine and left one thing behind: a DNA test. It was my final gift to Caius."""

During a hunting trip, I was mauled by a grizzly bear and rushed to the hospital. Seeing how panicked my boyfriend looked, a playful idea struck me, and I decided to play a little prank on him. “Who are you?” I asked. Toby froze. Just as I was about to laugh and tell him the truth, he suddenly pushed his older brother, Logan, forward. “I’m your boyfriend’s younger brother,” Toby said. The next second, he pulled my best friend, Chloe, into his arms. “And I’m also your best friend’s boyfriend.” My face stiffened. Yet, Logan stepped closer to my bedside. “That’s right. I’m your boyfriend.” I looked at him and smiled. “Okay. Then I’m going home with you.” It was just a boyfriend, after all. If he were defective, I could easily replace him.