

" For nine years, Aurora loved Dante Corinni, the heir to a powerful mafia family. But every year, after their anniversary, Dante claimed one month of complete freedom—the “Month of No Masters.” During that month, they promised not to interfere with each other, even if he chose another woman. Aurora endured it for nine years. But during the ninth month, Dante crossed the line. He reunited with Scarlett, broke his own rules for her, and even gave her the sapphire necklace Aurora had designed with her own hands. What Dante didn't know was that Aurora was fourteen weeks pregnant with his child. After a devastating miscarriage, Aurora finally gave up. She blocked Dante, liquidated their shared assets, and left for Tuscany to start over. Only after she was gone did Dante discover the truth—and realize what he had lost. But Aurora no longer wanted his apologies, his promises, or his love. While Dante desperately tried to hold on to the woman he had taken for granted, Aurora slowly rebuilt her life and found someone who stayed by her side without asking her to wait. For nine years, Dante asked Aurora to give him freedom. In the end, she gave him exactly what he wanted. **Freedom—from her.** "

Claire Hale grows up under strict control and dreams of freedom. After meeting Ethan Carter, a wandering businessman with a dangerous air, she schemes to force him into marriage and escape her family. But Ethan is no ordinary merchant—he is a powerful warlord, and her bold move was part of his long-planned design. What begins as a marriage for freedom turns into a battle of wills, and together they stand to protect their home and country.

In her past life, Jenna Judd helped Elliot Grant build his business empire using her family's connections. Once he succeeded, he brought his childhood sweetheart, Ann Lawson into the company and let her wreak havoc, repeatedly forcing Jenna to clean up the mess. Ann's death was her own doing, but Elliot pinned all the blame on Jenna. Now reborn, Jenna sees his true colors and plans to turn his greed against him.

Holly Cooper and Finn Stone are childhood friends who attend the SATs together and have obtained great scores. But due to family-related reasons and pure selfishness, Finn mistakes his college admission letter as Holly's and burns it in an attempt to get Holly to put him through college by taking on jobs. Instead of falling into the trap, Holly cuts all ties with Finn and reaps everything she wants in life. As for Finn, he pays the price of his own actions.

Sebastian Pena hates me for a whole decade after his true love's death. I try to please him at every turn, but he merely scoffs. "If you really want to make me happy, you should go to hell." That hits hard. However, when a truck hurtles toward me, Sebastian throws himself at me. He saves me, but he dies in a pool of his blood. Before he breathes his last breath, he looks into my eyes and says, "If only… I'd never met you…" His mother is devastated at his funeral. "I should've given Sebastian and Gillian my blessings. I should never have forced him to marry you!" His father resents me. "Sebastian saved you three times—he was a good person. Why weren't you the one who died?" Everyone regrets having Sebastian marry me, myself included. I'm kicked out of the funeral. Three years later, someone invents a time machine, and I travel back in time. This time, I'm going to sever all ties with Sebastian. Everyone will get the happiness they deserve.

In his past life, Leo was imprisoned, tormented, and killed by Damian, a ruthless mafia kingpin. Reborn, he intended to live under a false identity to stay far away from danger. But to save his gravely‑ill younger sister, he is forced to become the devil's substitute plaything once again. Trapped in successive harrowing misfortunes — public humiliation, a failed escape, and the supposed death of his sister — Leo makes a desperate choice. He drinks poisoned wine, casting the cruellest curse upon Damian with his own life. Three months later, Leo survives but loses all his memories. The brutal mafia overlord tames his ferocity, lying that the two are deeply‑in‑love lovers. He weaves a gilded cage disguised as affectionwith overwhelming tenderness. Yet when a blood‑stained diary flutters open, the chilling blood‑scrawled word ""RUN"" awakens the terror buried deep within Leo's soul.

To save her dying mother, 18-year-old outcast Diana sells herself into a marriage contract with the academy’s tyrant Rudy—secretly a hidden Dragon Prince. She expects a monster, but finds a protector. As he breaks ancient magical laws just to keep her safe, Diana transforms from a traded bride into the only mage powerful enough to stand by his side.

On my sweet sixteen, my three brothers came home with a girl named Sylvie. They said I have to treat her like my family. I didn’t think much would change. But years later, everything did. Jace, my youngest brother, shoved me down the stairs for her. Asher—the oldest, who once promised he'd protect me forever—told me to get out. So I left. Quietly. They thought I was just acting out. So they took Sylvie to France, didn't even bothering to check in What they didn’t know was that I’d signed my name on a contract—one that aligned me with our family’s biggest rival by becoming their youngest chemist. Written in black and white, I could never go home again. The night they found out I was really gone for good? They broke. Every last one of them.

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