

I’m the Chief Counsel for Donatello Vexille, the Godfather of the Vexille family. I’m also his secret wife. At night, he’d pull me close, take me with a ragged violence, leaving his marks on me, a brutal claim I couldn’t refuse. But by day, I was just his lawyer. All he had for me were cold commands. We lived like that for three years. I decided I was done. But he couldn’t know. When I handed him the divorce papers, disguised as a bill of lading, and he signed his name, a breath I didn’t know I was holding finally escaped me. I chased him for seven years and was married to him for three. Whatever was left of my heart finally flatlined. I knew I could never have his. Because it already belonged to someone else: Angelina, his underboss’s sister. He remembered her favorite restaurant. He got blind drunk with joy when she filed for divorce. He even posted his personal guards outside her door. Those were honors I never had. So I tricked him into signing the papers, packed my things, and vanished. What I didn't expect was what he did after I left. He put a king's ransom on my location, and even announced to the whole world that I was his wife.

I’m the best art forger and intel specialist in Chicago. And I fell for the man who owned it all, Don Vincenzo Russo. For ten years, I was his secret, his weapon, and his woman. I built his empire from the shadows. I thought I’d get a ring. After all, every night he was in this city, he was buried inside me, taking his pleasure. He’d whisper that I was his, that no one else felt this good. But this time, after he was finished with me, he announced he was marrying the Russian Bratva princess, Katerina Petrov. That’s when I knew. I wasn’t his woman. I was just a body. For an alliance, for her, he sacrificed me. He left me to die. So I destroyed every piece of the life he gave me. I made one call to my father in Italy. And then, I vanished. But when the Don who owned Chicago couldn't find his favorite toy… he went insane.

I’m the best art forger and intel specialist in Chicago. And I fell for the man who owned it all, Don Vincenzo Russo. For ten years, I was his secret, his weapon, and his woman. I built his empire from the shadows. I thought I’d get a ring. After all, every night he was in this city, he was buried inside me, taking his pleasure. He’d whisper that I was his, that no one else felt this good. But this time, after he was finished with me, he announced he was marrying the Russian Bratva princess, Katerina Petrov. That’s when I knew. I wasn’t his woman. I was just a body. For an alliance, for her, he sacrificed me. He left me to die. So I destroyed every piece of the life he gave me. I made one call to my father in Italy. And then, I vanished. But when the Don who owned Chicago couldn't find his favorite toy… he went insane.

My husband's childhood sweetheart was diagnosed with a terminal illness. To fulfill her last wishes and let her experience the warmth of family, my husband, Aaron Turner, gave her my necklace. He even let her claim my birthday. Even our son started calling her "Mom" in private. He told me, "Chrishell, Sylvia is dying. Just give in to her, will you?" Whenever I asked him to spare even a little time and affection for me, our son, Lucas, would rush to speak on their behalf. "Mom, didn't you always teach me to be generous? Sylvia is dying. Why do you always make things difficult for her?" Over time, I stopped asking for anything at all. Then one night, I overheard my son speaking to his father after returning from the hospital. "Sylvia is so gentle and graceful. I wish Mom could be more like her." Aaron chuckled and affectionately brushed his hand over our son's hair. "Your mom may be a little strict, but it's all for your own good. Since you like Sylvia so much, how about we let her be your godmother?" So even the child I risked my life to bring into this world didn't like me. I lowered my gaze, quietly closed the bedroom door, and pretended none of it had happened. Since they were both filled with such regret, I'd leave quietly and give them what they wanted.

Ophelia gave up her studies to marry the wealthy Clyde and raise their five-year-old son, Felix. Behind their seemingly perfect marriage, Clyde had secretly married Ophelia’s best friend, Eleanor. He even staged a car accident and pretended to be critically ill so he could take Eleanor to see the Northern Lights. When Felix was bitten by a venomous snake and urgently needed Rh-negative blood, Eleanor refused to help. Ophelia soon discovered that Clyde had arranged the attack to conceal his betrayal. After saving Felix at great cost, she filed for divorce, gave up all marital assets, and sought only sole custody of her son. Clyde tried to stop her while continuing to favor Eleanor. When he endangered Felix again by handing him over to human traffickers on a psychic’s advice, Ophelia finally left the country with her son and completed the divorce. Only after losing them did Clyde regret his actions. Eleanor, rejected by Clyde and his family, miscarried and became vengeful. Clyde later tracked Ophelia down abroad, but his jealous attempt to force a reconciliation ended with his arrest. After his release, Eleanor burned down Clyde’s family home, killing his parents. His company collapsed, leaving him bankrupt and alone. Meanwhile, Ophelia returned to scientific research and built a happy new life with Felix and archaeologist Darian.

A North Korean spy wakes up inside a 1985 K-drama as the family’s notorious evil stepmother. Armed with a mysterious system and knowledge of the story’s tragic ending, she must raise three children who hate her, rewrite her fate, and survive a life she was never meant to live.

Myla Day dreams of her husband, Rio Bass, being with a mysterious red-haired woman, and they even want to kill her. One day, she suddenly discovers that everything in her dreams is actually true! To protect herself and her child, Myla seeks help from her wealthy parents. Together, they uncover Rio’s true nature and bring him to justice!

"Architectural prodigy Elias Voss gives up everything to help his heiress wife, Seraphina Langford, secure her family empire—only to be crippled in a car crash deliberately caused by his romantic rival, Adrian Hawthorne. Three years later, Seraphina forces Elias to divorce her so she can marry Adrian, who has been faking his injuries. Worse, she makes Elias officiate their wedding and kneel before them in public. Humiliated and torn apart online, Elias finally walks away for good. After the divorce, he joins an international humanitarian organization, designing pro bono buildings for impoverished communities and refugee camps in war-torn and disaster-stricken regions. "