
![[ENG DUB] A Night He Planned for Years](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
Elite lawyer Kylin Taylor walks into a cafe and finds her fiance Zane Walker attending tenderly to his mistress. She doesn't make a scene. That night, she slides a condom into a legal contract and hands it to Zane's closest friend, David Evans, Eryland's most talked-about playboy. "Hotel tonight? It's on me." What begins as cold, surgical revenge becomes something stranger: she uses David to deliver Zane a humiliation; David plays along with every sign of enjoying himself.But as the game deepens, he drops the act entirely and and starts betting everything he has on her instead of the thrill. Kylin realizes, with a jolt, that she never had control of this board to begin with. Someone laid these pieces into position ten years ago, and it wasn't her.

In this end-world where everyone worships heroes and shuns the beasts, I was thrown out of the shelter like a piece of trash for not being a hero, only to unexpectedly gain the power to decide whether the beasts live or die. So I opened a supply station outside the walls, and by selling the crystal cores found inside the beasts, I mastered the apocalypse and climbed to the peak of life. So what if they're heroes? Even S ranks work for me now!

On our seventh wedding anniversary, I was straddling my Mafia husband, Lucian, kissing him deeply. My fingers fumbled in the pocket of my expensive silk dress, searching for the pregnancy test I'd hidden there. I wanted to save the news of my unexpected pregnancy for the end of the evening. Lucian's right-hand man, Marco, asked with a suggestive smile in Italian: "Don, your new little canary, Sophia. How does she taste?" Lucian's mocking laughter vibrated through my chest, sending a chill down my spine. He replied, also in Italian: "Like an unripe peach. Fresh and tender." His hand was still caressing my waist, but his gaze was distant. "Just keep this between us. If my Donna finds out, I'm a dead man." His men chuckled knowingly, raising their glasses and swearing their silence. The warmth in my blood turned to ice, inch by inch. The one thing they didn’t know was that my grandmother was from Sicily, so I understood every word. I forced myself to remain calm, keeping the perfect smile of a Donna fixed in place, but the hand holding my champagne flute trembled. Instead of making a scene, I opened my phone, found the invitation I had received a few days ago for a private international medical research project, and tapped "Accept." In three days, I would disappear from Lucian's world completely.

For ten years, janitor Maya scrimps and saves while raising her daughter Lily almost entirely on her own—only to discover that her husband, Adrian, is actually a multimillionaire who has lavished all his love and affection on his first love and her son. Completely heartbroken, Maya leaves with Lily. She is later revealed to be the daughter of a fallen war hero, and after reclaiming her true identity, she becomes the long-lost beloved heiress of the powerful Harrington family. When Adrian loses his business, his family, and the wife and daughter he took for granted, he falls to his knees and begs for forgiveness. Lily gives him only one final answer: "Daddy, we're done."

Victor Walker—struggling mechanic by day, New York's long-vanished mafia king by night. For twenty years, he's hidden his empire to keep his son Ethan safe from the life. But when a spoiled rival humiliates and threatens Ethan, the legend returns—fierce, unstoppable, and ready to protect what's his.

Once a ballet queen, Talia lost everything to bone cancer. She wakes up in a parallel world, trapped in the body of another Talia—a notorious wife who abandoned ballet and nearly destroyed her marriage. Given a second chance, the reborn Talia vows to reclaim the stage and rewrite her destiny. The husband who was ready to leave is now falling—hard and fast—for the woman she’s becoming.

On our seventh wedding anniversary, I was straddling my Mafia husband, Lucian, kissing him deeply. My fingers fumbled in the pocket of my expensive silk dress, searching for the pregnancy test I'd hidden there. I wanted to save the news of my unexpected pregnancy for the end of the evening. Lucian's right-hand man, Marco, asked with a suggestive smile in Italian: "Don, your new little canary, Sophia. How does she taste?" Lucian's mocking laughter vibrated through my chest, sending a chill down my spine. He replied, also in Italian: "Like an unripe peach. Fresh and tender." His hand was still caressing my waist, but his gaze was distant. "Just keep this between us. If my Donna finds out, I'm a dead man." His men chuckled knowingly, raising their glasses and swearing their silence. The warmth in my blood turned to ice, inch by inch. The one thing they didn’t know was that my grandmother was from Sicily, so I understood every word. I forced myself to remain calm, keeping the perfect smile of a Donna fixed in place, but the hand holding my champagne flute trembled. Instead of making a scene, I opened my phone, found the invitation I had received a few days ago for a private international medical research project, and tapped "Accept." In three days, I would disappear from Lucian's world completely.

Fifteen years ago, orphan Chloe saved bloodied boy Kevin with her star necklace. Now Kevin is New York’s fearsome mafia godfather plagued by manic disorder, while Chloe, a top fashion designer, is framed by her cruel stepsister and stumbles into Kevin’s room by accident. Her unique scent is the only cure for his outbursts, so they enter a contract marriage. Kevin becomes an overprotective husband, crushing perverted investors, hostile rivals and the stepsister who tries to impersonate his long-lost savior. He clears all hurdles for Chloe, who fights back against her toxic family and enters the top international haute couture contest with her stunning talent. The hidden star stitch on her design finally uncovers their 15-year fated bond. The two powerhouses hold a romantic grand wedding on the glittering global runway, standing side by side at the peak of their respective fields.