
![[ENG DUB] The Prisoner She Never Forgot](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
Lydia's boyfriend cheated on her with his powerful female boss, leaving her completely shattered. One night outside a bar, she unexpectedly ran into Kieran—the richest man in the city. The two had crossed paths once before, during a brief encounter in prison six months earlier.On impulse, Lydia proposed a quick marriage, and to her surprise, Kieran agreed without hesitation.

Lydia's boyfriend cheated on her with his powerful female boss, leaving her completely shattered. One night outside a bar, she unexpectedly ran into Kieran—the richest man in the city. The two had crossed paths once before, during a brief encounter in prison six months earlier.On impulse, Lydia proposed a quick marriage, and to her surprise, Kieran agreed without hesitation.

Moon Shawn, determined to avoid a blind date with a thrice-married suitor, impulsively kissed Salem Lachlan, a prominent figure from Landon's top family. Before she could escape, Salem whisked her away to an engagement party, and soon after, they were married. As they spent more time together, their feelings for each other deepened, but jealousy fueled a series of misunderstandings that never seemed to last long. One day, Salem discovered that Moon was actually Cyndi, the genius he'd been searching for, along with other surprising secrets she had been hiding...

At his brother's engagement banquet, elite tycoon Larry Nell stunned society by marrying an outsider, Coral Baker, a whirlwind union fueled by rumors of a scandalous public kiss. In truth, she was just a paid stand-in, hired to play the dutiful ""Mrs. Nell"" amid his mercurial whims.What began as a transaction, his need for a decoy, her need for cash, slowly defied the contract. Amendments piled up, each edit eroding the cold terms with unspoken desire.By the end, no one remembered the pretense. Only the love story remained.

I bought a handsome, aloof incubus online. But he wouldn't stop making that low humming sound, just standing there, staring at me in silence. His body was burning hot. Worried he might be sick, I hurried to contact customer service. After listening to my description, the person on the other end went quiet for a moment. Then they said, "Um... is it possible that your incubus isn't sick—he's just starving, maybe wanting to kiss you, or... do something else?"