

I found out I was pregnant at the same time as my mafia husband’s childhood sweetheart Rosa. To protect her baby from being aborted by her parents, my husband claimed her baby as his own. As for mine? He coxed me, saying he will claim only after her baby was born. I confronted him, demanding to know why he would do this to me. His response was cold and unwavering: “Claiming her baby as mine was the only way to protect them both. I won’t let anything happen to her or the child.” In that moment, as I looked at the man I had loved for ten years, I realized my love for him had died. Not long after, my family condemned me, calling me a slut for having a child without a father and pressured me into getting an abortion. Meanwhile, my husband was in another city, with his sweetheart, helping her through her pregnancy. By the time he returned, I was already gone.

On my birthday, one of my husband’s subordinates leaned close to him and whispered in Russian, “Sasha has a surprise prepared for you tonight.” My husband smiled at me as he finished cutting my cake. Then, in the same language, he replied, “She has quite a few tricks in bed. I’ll see her later. “Just don’t let Madam find out, or I’m afraid I’ll get thrown out.” Everyone around laughed and assured keep it quiet. None of them knew that I’d been fluent in multiple languages since I was a child. What they also didn’t know was that I’d found the hidden phone he kept in the false drawer, where all the filthy videos of him and Sasha were saved. I didn’t confront him. Instead, I contacted a few remaining connections in the Vegas and had them prepare a new identity for me. In three days, Claire Vega would no longer exist, and he would never have me again.

"""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."""

To inherit her family's fortune, Cynthia must marry into the ruthless Costa mafia dynasty. A reckless one-night stand turns into her worst nightmare — he's her boyfriend's father. Betrayed by her lover and best friend, she enters a marriage of revenge... only to fall hopelessly for the dangerous man she swore to use. Passion, betrayal, and a mafia empire collide.
![[ENG DUB] My Wife, the Forensic Expert](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
Due to her unique profession as a forensic doctor, Vivian was looked down upon by her boyfriend. After breaking up with the scumbag boyfriend, she went to a bar to drown her sorrows, only to accidentally sleep with the scumbag's uncle! Vivian said, "I was a forensic doctor, and others said I smelled like corpses." Wayne replied, "Exactly, I was a businessman, and people said I smelled like money. We matched in our 'odors,' and neither of us needed to disdain the other. How about we just get a marriage certificate?"

Elowen Vesper, the adopted daughter of the Vesper wolf clan, discovers at her 18th Awakening Ceremony that her fated mate is none other than her brother Rhydian. From that moment, she is consumed by uncontrollable sexual fantasies about him. Torn between the taboo of blood and the hunger of the flesh, the false heiress spirals into shame and desire. But what she doesn't know—Rhydian has long uncovered the truth that they share no blood, and he is quietly weaving a web to trap her by his side, forever.

Twenty-three-year-old Ines escapes the Visconti crime family that raised her for nineteen years, hoping to find her biological parents and live an ordinarylife. Eight months later, her birth parents give her away once again, this time to a debt broker to settle her younger brother's illegal gambling debts. But the car takes her straight back to the Visconti estate—the very place she fought so hard to escape. When her identity is revealed, her adoptive parents prepare to take revenge on her behalf. Ines, however, insists that her biological family be held accountable through the law. Soon trapped once more by her adoptive family's love and control, she decides to stop running. She pretends to accept her place in the family while secretly working with Naomi, who has been forced to serve them, to gather evidence of their crimes. Ultimately, Ines brings down the crime family that raised her. She neither returns to the birth family that abandoned her nor accepts the devotion of an adoptive family whose power rests on crime. For the first time, she truly chooses her own life.

Rosalie marries Adrian to cover her boyfriend's medical fees and bail her brother out, while Adrian only weds her to spite his ex Rose. After a year of being treated as a disposable tool, Rosalie files for divorce when Rose joins Adrian's company as PR head. Adrian grows attracted to her grit during divorce talks, and begins a desperate quest to win her back.

"In her previous life, Eleanor Black married Gavin Whitmore, a promising military officer. They could have had a happy life, but everything changed after his elder brother died unexpectedly and his widowed sister-in-law Natalie was brought home. Her mother-in-law proposed that Gavin take both women as wives, which Eleanor firmly opposed. Later, Eleanor was framed for embezzling a huge amount of company funds and spent fifteen years in prison unjustly. After her release, she was diagnosed with infertility and could only adopt children. Under Gavin’s “affectionate” companionship, Eleanor spent the rest of her life working like a mere tool for the family. It was not until Christmas of the year she retired that Eleanor learned the whole truth: all her misfortunes had been carefully designed scams by Gavin and Natalie. On that snowy night, Eleanor was thrown out of the house and froze to death on the cold street. When she opened her eyes again, Eleanor had returned to the moment the nightmare began. This time, she was determined to rewrite her fate with her own hands. She secretly applied to join the nation’s top scientific research program, preparing to disappear completely seven days later. However, Gavin still wanted to control Eleanor’s life and even tried to make her take the blame for him. On the eve of her escape, Eleanor was thrown into the stable by her vicious mother-in-law. At the critical moment, she was rescued by Noah Baker. From then on, Eleanor Black no longer existed in this world; there was only “Academician Eleanor Becker,” who devoted her life to the country’s cutting-edge science and technology. When Eleanor returned home in glory, Gavin, released from prison, appeared again and tried to drag her into hell. But this time, he was facing an Eleanor who was far beyond his reach."

It is said that Marco Colombo, the heir of the Colombo family of Chiron, is holding a wedding for his mistress, Gina Bilotti, today. The scale is ten times grander than when he marries Isabella Pratico in a political union. I lean against the ebony railing on the second floor. Sipping my red wine, I watch the lively scene of clinking glasses and mingling guests below with quiet amusement. Gina is definitely favored—she is even wearing a ruby necklace. One should know that set of ruby jewelry is an heirloom of the Colombo family. It is something only the Donna and the wife of the heir are allowed to wear. "You must be Isabella, the one Marco who does not love." A voice suddenly comes from beside me. I turn my head and see the woman wearing the ruby necklace before me. Gina has come up to the second floor at some point and is now looking at me with a cunning smile on her face. I freeze for a moment, not yet able to respond. She suddenly grabs my hand and yanks it hard toward herself. There is a sharp tearing sound, and the hem of her wedding dress rips open with a long tear. Gina lets out a cry, and tears immediately stream down her face. "Mrs. Colombo, why did you tear my wedding dress? Marco specially commissioned this from an independent designer just for our wedding! "If you really cannot tolerate my presence, then I will break up with Marco today and leave Chiron…" The surrounding guests all lift their heads and glare at me angrily. I am stunned because I am not Isabella. I am the new wife of Marco's father, the woman of the current Don, and the Donna of the Colombo family.