

Murat (32), a successful London-based executive, returns to Istanbul to take over his family's company only to find Azra (30), a brilliant and ambitious woman, already sitting in the CEO's chair. Shock turns to hostility when Murat learns they've been appointed co-CEOs by his father, Orhan. Coming from opposite worlds Murat a privileged heir, Azra a self-made orphan the two clash fiercely, competing for control and respect. Their rivalry takes an unexpected turn one late night, leading to a passionate encounter caught on the office's security camera. When Murat's ex and top executive Defne gets hold of the footage, she blackmails Azra, igniting a scandal that rocks the company . As Murat and Azra's mutual sacrifices reveal growing trust, they uncover a darker truth: Orhan orchestrated their conflict to bankrupt the company and escape his debts. Teaming up, they expose his scheme in a public showdown, saving the company and clearing their names. By the end, Murat and Azra stand side by side not as rivals, but as partners in love and leadership. The office door now bears both their names and this time, no cameras watch.

Rihanna injures Gael, CEO of Doyle Group, and mistakenly believes she has caused him to lose his ability to have children. Out of responsibility, she chooses to marry him. But Gael has secretly loved her for many years. He decides to conceal his "medical condition," seizing the opportunity to be close to her, and begins a sweet love story with Rihanna where marriage comes before love.

A widowed countrywoman, Tina, is sent by her mother-in-law to bear a child for another family, but she enters the wrong room and ends up pregnant with quadruplets by Ian, a capable hunter. As they grow closer, Ian falls for her. He teaches her to defy fate while repeatedly asking who the real father of her children is.

I married Don Matteo in secret. Every time he fucked his childhood sweetheart, he promised me a real wedding,in front of the Five Families. For five years, Matteo promised me ninety-nine times. And ninety-nine times, he left me at the altar. The first time, Cecilia’s prize-winning show cat died. To comfort her, he postponed the wedding for three months. I stood at the altar alone, eyes red, trying to calm down the family elders. The second time, Cecilia threw a tantrum at a casino and shattered a hundred-million-dollar antique vase. He diverted the private jet meant for their wedding and rushed through the night to clean up her mess. And every time, right before our wedding, his childhood sweetheart would have some kind of emergency. I cried. I screamed. I even held a gun to his head. But Matteo would just pin me against the wall and shut me up with a cold, hard kiss. “She’s just a fuck. You are Mrs. Falcone. Have some goddamn class.” After the ninety-ninth time, I was finally done. I slid the papers across the table. The ink was still wet, the Falcone family seal stamped at the bottom. “Our marriage, our alliance—it’s over.”

After my younger sister went abroad, I married the mafia Don in her place. Five years after we married, we became each other’s greatest enemies. He hated me for driving my sister away and scheming my way into becoming his wife. I hated him for always treating me as a stand-in, never once acknowledging me in front of the world. My lack of status brought humiliation to my vain parents, and from that moment on, their love for me turned into hatred. In the end, he and my parents left me behind on a snowy mountain while celebrating Christmas with my sister. In the bitter cold, I died together with the child I never got to meet. Meanwhile, my sister basked in everyone’s love and had the happiest Christmas of her life. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day my sister returned from abroad. This time, I would not beg Gideon or my parents to love me ever again.