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Yes | 2024-12-09 19:36 | active | 1981 | 0 | Save up to 40% OFF! | ๐ Holiday Sale ๐ Charge your phone on the go! โก๏ธ Never stress again with the world's thinnest portable charger. Right now take advantage of our Holiday sale and save up to 40% OFF! Clutch is the perfect gift for travelers, students, friends, family, and YOU! Grab one for everyone on your list this year ๐ฒ โ Built-in Charging Cord โ Fast Charging + Holds Full Charge โ Small & Sleek โก๏ธ Carry In Purse or Pocket โ Magnetizes to iPhones & Magsafe Cases โ Free US Shipping ๐บ๐ธ "Love the slim design and charges fast! I showed it to friends and family and they all wanted one...so I ordered 3 more for Xmas gifts! " - Lorri W. | SHOP_NOW | https://clutchcharger.com/ | Clutch | https://www.facebook.com/Clutchcharger/ | 6,681 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Shop Now | 0 | clutchcharger.com | DCO | Used by 330,000+ world travelers | https://clutchcharger.com/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469882167_455134290689368_7213991263398179676_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Q5zZ6ts11moQ7kNvgFzoOe9&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AhN-WYVM0fgufkCgdd-2Ksl&oh=00_AYAMjZmr6_2eIwDxij-3nIUzl7dLX_HKbzvKopLC9X3b9A&oe=675D6252 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Clutch | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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No | 2024-12-09 18:45 | active | 1979 | 0 | Your Ticket to Luxury โจ Enter to Win an AUDI RS6 or $100K Cash! Ends 12/31 ๐๏ธ | ๐ 820HP AUDI RS6 or ๐ต๐ค $100K Cash? Decisions, decisionsโฆ This isn't just any car. Imagine launching from 0-60 in 2.9 seconds ๐, with 820HP at your command, all thanks to a Unitronic-tuned twin turbo V8 thatโs here to remind you whoโs boss. And if horsepower isnโt your thing, maybe a crisp $100,000 cash reward will get you moving. ๐ Top Reasons You Want This ๐ Beast (trust me): โข 0-60 MPH in 2.9 seconds ๐ โข Unitronic-tuned for pure, unfiltered performance โข Ceramic-coated sleek black finish ๐ค โข Audi's most luxurious tech and style inside and out The real question is: are you in? Swap traffic for the fast lane or fill your pockets with a 6-figure cash boost. Enter now and turn your daydreams into serious bragging rights. ๐ The more gear and merch you orderโฆ the greater your odds of winning ๐ The chance to win this supercar ends on December 31st, so don't miss this very last call! ๐๏ธ Enter TODAY for a ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฑ ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ข๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ซ โ Donโt just dream it. Live it. ๐๏ธ | SIGN_UP | https://synisterspeed.com/pages/enter-live-main-3x | Synister Speed | https://www.facebook.com/61563402209345/ | 1,855 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Sign Up | 0 | synisterspeed.com | DCO | Unlock the chance to win an 820HP AUDI RS6 or $100K cash! ๐ Donโt just dream it โ live it. This isnโt just any giveaway; itโs your LAST chance to claim the ultimate prize. Enter now & turn your wildest dreams into reality. | https://synisterspeed.com/pages/enter-live-main-3x?utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=cpc&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{adset.name}}&utm_term={{ad.name}} | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469801089_27726341163676024_62975728026968957_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=x6T17hNBv6cQ7kNvgFWnqha&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AFh19BiOp8WanHiRbNz88He&oh=00_AYDVv_Ps4_NeWKDIGptHhloOi1fh1tdYOdl7RefoZXpXIA&oe=675D5E3F | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Synister Speed | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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instagram.com | โจ๐ FIVE DAYS OF GIVEAWAYS ๐โจ . DAY ONE: Froggy from @DearDanes wrote a letter to Santa Claus. He wants a Carlson Single-Door Dog Crate, and I am sure you do too! . How to enter: 1) Follow @CarlsonPetProducts on Instagram 2) Follow @DearDanes on Instagram . The Giveaway ends on December 9, 2024, at 11:59 PM CST. One winner will be randomly chosen on Instagram. Must follow all entry rules listed to be entered to win. U.S. entries only. Not affiliated with Instagram, TikTok, or Facebook. Spam and Giveaway accounts will not be entered. . . . . . . . #CarlsonPetProducts #Carlson #PetProducts #PetSupplies #PetSafety #PetCare #PetTips #PetEssentials #Giveaway #ChristmasGiveaway #HolidayGiveaway | VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE | http://instagram.com/carlsonpetproducts | Carlson Pet Products | https://www.facebook.com/CarlsonPetProducts/ | 171,741 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Visit Instagram profile | 0 | instagram.com | IMAGE | http://instagram.com/carlsonpetproducts | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469659015_3891749207779886_2288291768334825661_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=bK0GUIA4jGMQ7kNvgF_1xDL&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AOPt5A1XR9jgU_LBImWmmNi&oh=00_AYCfzLUHV0gmprmvPGVLUGq--m0IN7iSa-8eplK3lVYQPA&oe=675D4A95 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Carlson Pet Products | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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๐Attention! Do not read in public๏ผ๐ | In Debra's last life, she loved Juan so much, but everyone knew that the one he cherished was Shelia. After Debra was drained of her last bit of value by Juan, she tragically died on the operating table. Reborn in this life, Debra swears never to repeat the same mistakes, and she will make Juan regret what he has done! "Get the defibrillator! Increase the voltage!" "Doctor! The patient is experiencing massive bleeding, and the A-type blood from the blood bank was just urgently taken away." The intern nurse's hands were covered in blood, and she trembled. The operating room reeked of blood. She had never seen so much blood before. At that moment, a thought flashed through her mind. 'Who would suddenly take away A-type blood from the blood bank?' The woman lying on the bed was pale. Her lips were dry, and her eyes started to lose focus. "Juan..." "What?" "Juan Nichols..." The intern nurse made out the name murmured by Debra Frazier. Juan Nichols was the most influential businessman in Seamar City. The doctor was on the verge of collapse. He dialed the wrong number three times before finally getting it right. He quickly pleaded with the person on the other end of the phone, "Mr. Nichols, your wife is experiencing massive bleeding, but the blood from the blood bank has been taken away. Please, come and see her for the last time." But Juan's voice was filled with indifference. "She's still alive? Call me when she's dead." With that, he hung up the phone. All the light disappeared from Debra's eyes. 'Juan, do you hate me so much? Even at this point, you wouldn't come to see me.' The machine emitted a flat, cold beep, indicating the patient's vital signs had disappeared. Debra felt her soul leaving her body. Her withered, frail body collapsed weakly on the bed. Debra felt exhausted. At just twenty-seven, she died from postpartum hemorrhage in the hospital. In her lifetime, she loved Juan dearly. As the only daughter of the Frazier family, she should have enjoyed the best life. But to marry Juan, she sacrificed herself and her family. In the end, she met a tragic fate. Debra slowly closed her eyes. Given another chance, she would never make the same mistakes. ... "Madam, Mr. Nichols wants to take you to the auction. Which outfit would you like to wear?" Sophie asked. Debra gasped and opened her eyes. Everything in front of her was strikingly familiar. This place was Juan and her home. They had been married for a month, but Juan had rarely visited her. She remembered that Juan was attending a land auction, and due to the occasion, he had to bring his family along. But this was all five years ago. 'How could it be? ' she thought, deeply confused, 'Am I reborn?' "Mr. Nichols has never stayed overnight before. You should seize this opportunity." Sophieโs voice brought Debra back to reality. She picked out a white gown, hesitating. "How about this one, Madam?" Looking at it, Debra gave a self-deprecating smile. It was well known that Juan favored Shelia. In the past, she often dressed like Shelia to please Juan Miles. Shelia liked white dresses, so she followed suit, just to earn a little favor from Juan. For this auction, Juan didn't inform her of the change in companion and brought Shelia instead, making her look ridiculous in a white dress similar to Shelia's. The thought of the past made her laugh. "No, I'll wear that one," she said, picking up a red dress. Debra never liked plain clothes. Shelia was just a poor college student. Debra felt that she must have lost her mind to wear cheap clothes for a man. It only lowered her status and self-esteem. "But Mr. Nichols likes white dresses," Sophie said hesitantly. Debra simply ignored her hints. "I'll wear this one," she said. "Throw away all those white dresses. I don't like them." Sophie sighed and complied. Debra looked at herself in the mirror, still vibrant and beautiful. But in a few years, she would be worn down by Juan's torment. Before that happened, she would end it all. In the evening, Debra appeared in a burgundy dress that accentuated her curves. Her delicate makeup, curls, and a mole under her eye made her mesmerizing. She looked like a painting, untouchable. Not far away, a man in a white shirt and black leather combat boots saw her. With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, Marion Houston asked, "Who is she?" "You don't know her? She's Debra, the daughter of the Frazier family and Juan's wife," said his friend, Randy Osborne. "I just saw Juan entering with another woman. Maybe we'll witness a showdown between the mistress and the wife. It will be fun." Marion made no comments. Randy clicked his tongue. "Juan's taste is just terrible, preferring a skinny woman to his beautiful woman. Don't you think?" Randy turned around, but Marion was nowhere to be seen. "Damn it!" he cursed, quickly catching up with Marion. Shelia, in a white dress, held Juan's arm timidly. "I've never been to such an event before. Maybe I should go back." "You'll get used to it. You'll be attending these events frequently in the future," Juan said. Shelia nodded. Juan was about to enter with Shelia when Joe spoke up. "Sir, won't we wait for Mrs. Nichols?" Juan frowned. "Didn't I ask you to tell her not to come today?" Joe glanced at Shelia, and she quickly said, "It's not Joe's fault. I told him not to inform Debra. With my status, I'm afraid of gossip, so I thought it would be better for Debra to accompany you in." Shelia lowered her head like a scared hare. Juan rubbed his temples. He didn't want Debra to show up at all. "Mr. Nichols," Shelia murmured, biting her lip. "It's alright." Juan patted Shelia's head and said to Joe, "Go intercept her and send her away." In the crowd, there were murmurs of surprise. Joe looked over and was also shocked. 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Game 2 Winter Whiteout - Dec 20th @ 7:30PM | Get Ready for WINTER WHITEOUT night! Wear white & cheer on the Dogs. Tickets as low at $29 - Buy today! | GET_OFFER | https://tix.axs.com/%2ff%2f9CQAAAADXmTh4AAAAAAAl%2 | Las Vegas Desert Dogs | https://www.facebook.com/vegasdesertdogs/ | 4,120 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Get Offer | 0 | tix.axs.com | DCO | Las Vegas Desert Dogs | https://tix.axs.com/%2ff%2f9CQAAAADXmTh4AAAAAAAl%2fv%2f%2f%2fwD%2f%2f%2f%2f%2fDGx2ZGVzZXJ0ZG9ncwD%2f%2f%2f%2f%2f%2f%2f%2f%2f%2fwpTaW5nbGUsQWRz | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469897921_447111281773400_4510602011890210422_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=DuouJBfBd-AQ7kNvgGfbYlQ&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AapT5uAC7nLhHQZ4PvYSwvQ&oh=00_AYAPu53lT2BigeAVeKeK12kL-N22Wa7uztuip8R-Nv1C7A&oe=675DD62A | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Las Vegas Desert Dogs | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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๐CHRISTMAS GIVEAWAY IS HERE! ๐ This holiday season, we're spreading some extra joy by giving away 10 Automatic Feeder Food Bowls with Water Fountains to lucky pet parents like YOU! ๐พ๐ How to Enter: 1๏ธโฃ Follow us 2๏ธโฃ Like this post โค๏ธ 3๏ธโฃ Share it on your story and tag us ๐พ 4๏ธโฃ Comment below with #PawfectChristmas to enter! ๐ ๐ Deadline: You have until Dec 13th, 11:59 PM to enter! ๐ Winners will be announced on Dec 14th โ 10 lucky winners will be chosen! ๐โจ But wait, thereโs more! ๐ As a THANK YOU for participating, EVERYONE who enters will get 15% OFF their next purchase! ๐ This is the pawfect gift for your furry friend this season! ๐ถ๐ Donโt miss your chance to win and save! Ready to enter? Letโs make this Christmas pawsitively amazing! โจ๐พ #PawfectChristmas #ChristmasGiveaway #PetGiveaway #PetLovers #PetGifts #PetsOfInstagram #DogLovers #CatLovers #PetParent #PetProducts #PetAccessories #PetHoliday #PetFeeder #PetFountain #HealthyPets #PetCare #PetShop #PetLife #HappyPets #PetCommunity #PetsChristmas #FurryFriends #PetLove #PetChristmas #DogLife #CatLife | VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE | http://instagram.com/our_pawfect_world | our_pawfect_world | https://www.instagram.com/_u/our_pawfect_world | 0 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Visit Instagram profile | 0 | instagram.com | IMAGE | http://instagram.com/our_pawfect_world | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.cdninstagram.com/v/t51.2885-19/469494611_433392386487867_3510819297686539488_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s206x206_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=525117&_nc_ohc=kftWJBjAQUsQ7kNvgEhGAUh&_nc_zt=24&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.cdninstagram.com&oh=00_AYD8pvWRtZ6a_On6GBdc21Z7LN7_Y-C3nFfqAbUOnrqcOA&oe=675D6890 | IG_ADS_IDENTITY | 1 | 0 | 0 | our_pawfect_world | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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ASUS Zenbook S 14 with AI | Designed to keep up with your ambitions and elevate every moment๐๐ #ASUS #Zenbook #HolidayTech #FutureUnwrapped #AIPC #IntelCoreUltra | LEARN_MORE | https://www.asus.com/us/laptops/for-home/zenbook/a | ASUS | https://www.facebook.com/asus.n.america/ | 26,384,343 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn More | 0 | https://www.asus.com/us/laptops/for-home/zenbook/a... | DCO | ASUS Zenbook S 14 Laptops | https://www.asus.com/us/laptops/for-home/zenbook/asus-zenbook-s-14-ux5406/?utm_source=Mets&utm_medium=Meta+traffic+campaign&utm_campaign=US+%7C+Notebook+%7C+AI+PC+Meta+Traffic+Campaign+-+CCF+%7C+Q4+2024&utm_content=Page+view+product+image | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469863434_883811430403945_2854719309279101462_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=nIiaj2ot3AsQ7kNvgHlDDGm&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A817_k1mCQCSZrEJbN5q_oI&oh=00_AYBmZxTLBkGa6-iHqUvIeZW_l9wbk3QaUDRcaB_iZCE5lg&oe=675D83C5 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | ASUS | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-12-09 19:36 | active | 1981 | 0 | Read next chapter | She and her stepsister fell in love with the same man, but when he knelt down to beg her to save her stepsister, she felt desperate. She demanded to become his wife to save her stepsister. Two years later, when she got the divorce agreement as scheduled, she realized that she had ended up losing everything. ===== Emma Cooper boarded her flight home after three grueling months of filming. Today was also the final day of Emma's contractual marriage. The four-hour journey felt endless, but at last, the plane touched down. Once she retrieved her suitcase, she made her way toward the exit, expecting a company car. But as soon as the doors slid open, she spotted someone familiar--Edwin Reid, the Jenner family's long-time driver. He stood by a sleek black Rolls-Royce, his posture rigid and respectful, waiting. Dragging her suitcase, she approached. Edwin immediately took over, wordlessly opening the car door for her. Inside, a man sat in silence. His presence was cold yet commanding, encased in a perfectly tailored black suit. His sharply chiseled face devoid of any expression, he didn't look up--not even a glance her way. It was Ricky Jenner, her husband of two years. His unexpected appearance caught her off guard, though she quickly remembered why he was here. Their arrangement was ending today. Of course, he would show up. Emma slid into the car, maintaining a careful distance, the space between them as silent and tense as ever. For two years, Ricky had made it clear--he didn't want her close. Tonight was the first time they had been seated so near, and the closeness felt foreign. The faint scent of his cologne lingered between them, familiar but distant, like everything about him. Edwin quietly loaded her suitcase into the trunk and slid back behind the wheel. As the car pulled away from the airport, the silence inside grew suffocating. Ricky's expression remained as cold and distant as ever, his presence casting a shadow over the space. Emma's heart raced, each breath coming in shallow, uneasy waves. Twenty minutes later, the Rolls-Royce rolled to a stop in front of the Jenner family's grand estate. Before Emma could collect her thoughts, the butler rushed out, swiftly opening the door. Ricky stepped out first, his long strides carrying him toward the house without so much as a glance in her direction. "Let's go to the study," he muttered, his tone clipped, not even bothering to slow his pace. Emma's nerves had been on edge the entire ride. She knew what was coming. The moment she entered the study, she saw Ricky pull out a stack of papers from the desk drawer, tossing them in front of her. "Let's get a divorce," he said. Emma's heart twisted painfully in her chest, but she remained composed. She had loved Ricky for ten years, and wearing the title of Mrs. Jenner had never brought her closer to his heart. His body, his soul--none of him had ever belonged to her. "Nicola is old enough to marry now, isn't she?" Emma said, her voice trembling despite her best effort to keep it steady. Ricky's brow twitched slightly, a flicker of impatience crossing his sharp features. He didn't bother responding to her comment. Instead, he immediately extended the pen toward her, a silent demand. Emma forced a smile, but it felt like a crack in her mask. Without her usual makeup, her lips looked pale, and her face seemed drained of life. The exhaustion was undeniable. "Just sign it," Ricky said, emotionless and firm. She accepted the pen and, without sparing a glance at the contents of the contract, flipped to the last page and signed her name. The act felt final, yet hollow. As she placed the pen down, Emma glanced up at Ricky. His eyes, still striking, stared back at her with an icy detachment that sent a shiver through her. It was as if he was looking at a stranger, not his wife. "It's getting late. I'll move out tomorrow, if that's alright?" Emma asked, her voice fragile, her smile tense as she searched Ricky's face for even a shred of warmth. But Ricky's response came swift and sharp, dashing any hope. "Edwin will take you to a hotel." Was he really sending her away this very moment? Not even allowing her the courtesy of one last night under this roof? Her forced smile faltered, then vanished altogether. The silence between them stretched, heavy. Their eyes locked for a fleeting moment before she turned away, her heart hardening with each step as she left the room. In her bedroom, Emma took the suitcase she hadn't even had the chance to unpack. When she dragged her suitcase downstairs, the maids rushed to help, but she waved them off, her smile weary. "Thank you, but I can handle it." They exchanged helpless glances, standing quietly in a line as they watched her approach the door. In the two years she had spent in this house, Emma had grown to care for the people here. Everyone, except Ricky, had shown her warmth. A pang of sorrow hit her, but after enduring two years of emotional isolation, she no longer had the strength to fight. It was over. Time to move on, and finally, let go. Despite the searing pain ripping through her chest, Emma remained dry-eyed. She had learned how to hide her emotions well. As she slid into the backseat of the car, she forced herself to appear composed. Edwin drove her through the city streets and dropped her off at a five-star hotel. Without a word, he left. Inside, Emma checked in and powered on her phone, which had been off for hours. There was a missed call from her father, Colby Cooper. She inhaled deeply, bracing herself as she dialed his number. Colby picked up almost immediately. "Emma, Nicola's condition has worsened," he said, his voice rough, weighed down with exhaustion and worry. Emma's heart skipped a beat. "What? When did this happen?" "About a week ago." "Why didn't you tell me sooner?" she asked. "You were busy filming. I didn't want to burden you," Colby explained. Emma paused, the silence between them heavy. Her mind flashed back to two years ago, when she had donated her bone marrow to save Nicola Cooper. The realization hit her--she knew exactly why her father was calling. "What do you need me to do?" she asked, her voice steady but resigned. "No, there's nothing you need to do. Ricky's already taken care of everything--he's brought in top doctors, and the hospital found a bone marrow match for Nicola from the registry. You just need to visit when you can," Colby said. Emma stayed silent, her chest tightening. Colby, sensing her hesitation, gave her Nicola's room number and urged her to come soon, mentioning how much Nicola missed her. A sharp pain gripped her heart. She managed a weak "okay" before quickly ending the call, unable to hear more. That night felt endless. She tossed and turned on the unfamiliar hotel bed, her mind racing. By 2 a.m., she gave in, ordering a bottle of red w*ne. She drank most of it before finally drifting off into a fitful sleep. The next morning, close to noon, Emma was jolted awake by her phone ringing. Her agent's voice was quick and urgent on the other end. She pitched the idea of her joining a popular rural reality show--one that guaranteed fame for all who participated. "I'm not interested. I need a break," she replied, her voice groggy with exhaustion. Her agent snapped, clearly frustrated, "A break? Do you think you can take a break whenever you feel like it? Look, you've been in this industry for three years. You've turned down intimate scenes, refused reality shows and avoided any publicity stunts with male celebrities. The company has bent over backward to accommodate you! But what now?" Her voice grew sharper. "Three years in, and you still lack ambition. Keep this up, and your career will be done." "Then let it be done." "Emma, you..." Her agent's voice was cut off as Emma ended the call without hesitation. The frustration simmered inside her, but she didn't dwell on it. She headed straight to the bathroom, ignoring the incessant buzzing of her phone. After a long shower, feeling slightly more clear-headed, she decided to reach out to Jenifer Howard, a close friend she hadn't seen for a while. Emma asked if she could stay at Jenifer's place for a few days. Jenifer was thrilled and agreed, coming over to pick her up almost immediately. Once settled at Jenifer's, Emma unpacked her things and shared a quiet meal with her friend. That afternoon, she made her way to Ecatin General Hospital. Standing outside Nicola's room, Emma watched through the glass as the caregiver tried feeding her sister. Nicola, frail and pale, managed only a few bites before she began to retch. Emma's chest tightened with a sorrow she couldn't fully articulate. Nicola was her half-sister, five years younger and barely twenty now. They had been inseparable as children; Nicola had always looked up to her, following her everywhere. But everything changed when they both fell in love with Ricky. Two years ago, when Nicola was first diagnosed with leukemia, Ricky had been beside himself with worry. That was when the truth hit Emma--Ricky didn't love her. His heart belonged to Nicola. Chapter 2 You Don't Deserve To Be Around Nicola Back then, Emma's bl*od test results had come back clear--there were no complications, no signs of rejection. She could save Nicola. In truth, Emma wouldn't have hesitated to donate her bone marrow to a stranger, let alone her own sister. But before she could even voice her decision, Ricky had already thought of her as cold and indifferent, assuming she wouldn't step up to save Nicola. He was so desperate that he even knelt before her, pleading for her help--a sight that shattered Emma's heart. Never in her life had she seen Ricky humble himself for anyone like that. She had known Ricky since they were kids. From elementary school to high school, they had been inseparable. Childhood sweethearts, as some might have called them. Ricky used to get into fights with other boys just to defend her, and he would stay up late into the night to help her prepare for exams. She had believed, naively, that after all those years of being by his side, she would eventually earn his love. But she was wrong. Feelings, she had come to understand, were never won by logic or time. Emma was never as good at acting cute or knowing exactly how to please Ricky as Nicola. While he cared for both of them, the way he doted on Nicola was always more tender, more genuine. He must have loved her deeply. The thought pierced Emma's heart, and her eyes stung with unshed tears. What hurt most wasn't just Ricky's love for Nicola but the fact that he had assumed she was heartless enough to let her sister die. That judgment, so harsh and wrong, had infuriated her. In a moment of blind anger, she had demanded that Ricky marry her. She wanted to be his wife. Even though the marriage would only last two year, she had believed--foolishly--that it would be enough time for Ricky to fall in love with her. But reality, sharp and unforgiving, had torn that hope apart. She had lost. Miserably. "You still have the nerve to show your face here?" A biting voice yanked Emma out of her thoughts. Emma quickly wiped away her tears and turned to see Verena Cooper standing behind her, her expression instantly turning cold. Verena, her stepmother, was forty but looked a decade younger. With her perfectly styled hair and chic designer clothes, she exuded elegance and control. When Emma was still mourning the loss of her mother, Verena, who had been the family's servant, got pregnant. The father of the baby was Colby. "Spare me the crocodile tears!" Verena sneered, brushing past Emma as she entered the hospital room. Emma swallowed her frustration and followed behind, forcing herself to remain composed. When Nicola saw her, a faint light flickered in her otherwise tired eyes. "Emma," she said softly, a trace of warmth in her voice. Emma smiled, walking over to gently take Nicola's hand. "I heard you've been missing me." Nicola nodded, her expression gentle. "I haven't seen you for three months. I really missed you." Emma's heart twisted painfully. Nicola, with her innocence and kindness, made everything so much more difficult. How could her own sister, the one she'd loved and cared for, be the one standing between her and the man she longed for? When Nicola had fallen ill, Emma had crossed a line she could never uncross--using that tragedy to secure her place as Mrs. Jenner. She had expected Nicola to resent her for it, maybe even despise her. In her mind, their meetings would be cold, filled with resentment and distance. But Nicola still cared about her as though nothing had changed. And that was the hardest part of all. Every time Emma looked at her sister, the guilt became unbearable. "I'm taking a break right now, so I've got plenty of time to spend with you," Emma said, her eyes still red from emotion, but she forced a smile. Nicola's face lit up. "That's amazing! I want you to visit me every day until I'm discharged, okay?" "Of course, I'll be here every day," Emma replied warmly. From the side, Verena rolled her eyes, glaring at Emma with open contempt. She held her tongue for Nicola's sake, but every time she looked at Emma, her anger flared. She couldn't forget how Nicola had become a shell of herself when Ricky married Emma. Fighting her bitterness, Verena coaxed Nicola to sleep. Once Nicola was asleep, she turned to Emma, her voice cold. "Ricky's coming soon to see Nicola. If you don't want an uncomfortable scene, you'd better go." Emma stood silently, taking in her words. After one last glance at Nicola, now peacefully asleep, she turned and headed for the door. Just as she reached the doorway, Verena's voice cut through the air once more. "Don't bother coming back. After everything you've done to her, you don't deserve to be around Nicola." Emma didn't say a word. She walked out, her steps heavy with the weight of a truth she'd long grown accustomed to carrying. Emma quietly closed the door behind her and collapsed onto a bench in the corridor. She buried her face in her hands as tears flowed uncontrollably, her body shaking with silent sobs. Jenifer had been waiting outside in the car for far too long. Concerned, she decided to head into the hospital to check on Emma. When she entered the corridor and saw Emma hunched over on the bench, looking utterly defeated, Jenifer was about to rush over when she noticed Ricky stepping out of the elevator. He paused when he spotted Emma, but after a brief pause, he walked toward her. Emma had been following Ricky everywhere since childhood; she knew the sound of his footsteps anywhere. Hearing that familiar rhythm, she quickly wiped her face and tried to compose herself, though the effort felt futile. "Are you here to see Nicola?" she asked, forcing a smile as she looked up at him. Her eyes were swollen from crying, with streaks of smudged makeup on her face. She looked fragile, a shadow of her usual self. Ricky's response was indifferent. "You've already visited her?" "Yes," Emma whispered. For a moment, something in her appearance must have stirred a hint of sympathy, because Ricky, in an unusual display of kindness, added softly, "Don't worry. Nicola will be undergoing a bone marrow transplant soon. She'll get better soon enough." "I know." With just those words, Ricky simply turned to push open the door to Nicola's room. But before he could step inside, Emma couldn't help but call after him, "Please, take good care of her." If she couldn't have him, then maybe it was time to let go, to give him back to Nicola--the one he truly loved. Ricky paused, his hand on the door. Without turning to face her, he replied in a voice laced with restrained anger, "I don't need you to remind me. I'll take care of her." His words were sharp, each syllable weighted with frustration. Emma flinched. She had already signed the divorce papers, freeing him from their hollow marriage, giving him the chance to return to Nicola. This was what he had always wanted, wasn't it? So why did he still seem so furious with her? Was he really that eager to be rid of her? Did he hate her that much? Ricky disappeared into the room, but Emma remained frozen on the bench, her eyes locked on the closed door. She felt hollow, lost in the emptiness of it all. Jenifer, who had been watching from a distance, couldn't bear it any longer. She rushed over, gently pulling Emma to her feet and dragging her away from the hospital ward. In the days that followed, Emma continued visiting the hospital, but she no longer went inside Nicola's room. She only stood by the door, looking through the glass to catch a glimpse of her sister. Sometimes she would see Ricky taking Nicola for walks outside, their closeness painfully clear. From afar, she would watch, a quiet spectator to the life she had no part in. Ricky's coldness toward her was always in stark contrast to his gentle care for Nicola, a contrast that left Emma with a deep, aching wound that never seemed to heal. A month later, Nicola successfully underwent her bone marrow transplant. There were no signs of rejection or complications, and her recovery was progressing smoothly. For the first time in a long while, Emma felt a sense of relief. In the past month, Ricky spent nearly all his time at the hospital, constantly by Nicola's side. He seemed to have forgotten about going to the courthouse with her to finalize the divorce. Emma had watched enough of his affection toward Nicola. She was ready to close this chapter, ready to walk away and rebuild her life. That day, she made up her mind to call him. The phone rang for what felt like an eternity before Ricky finally picked up. "What is it?" he asked, his tone as cold and detached as ever. Emma didn't hesitate. "When are we going to finalize the divorce?" There was a heavy pause on the other end of the line. When Ricky finally spoke again, his voice was distant, but his words caught her off guard. "I haven't signed the papers yet." Her heart skipped a beat. After all this time, he still hadn't signed the divorce papers? Emma froze for a moment, her mind racing. Why hadn't Ricky signed the papers yet? Could he have changed his mind? Was there a possibility he no longer wanted the divorce? The thought was fleeting and absurd, and she quickly dismissed it. Ricky had always wanted to be free of her. Now that Nicola was recovering and old enough to marry, there was no reason for him to hold on. This delay couldn't possibly mean anything different. "Meet me at the courthouse tomorrow at nine," she said, her tone sharp, leaving no room for discussion before hanging up the phone. Meanwhile, in Ricky's office. For two years, Ricky had been waiting for this moment--the end of their marriage. The divorce papers had been drawn up months ago, prepared by his assistant, ready for the final signatures that would sever their ties for good. He had thought the moment he signed would bring relief, a clean break. But after Emma had actually signed them, something gnawed at him. A strange unease he couldn't shake. Ricky wasn't sure anymore, not even of himself. He wasn't something to be traded or handed over between two women. His decisions were his own--no one else had the right to make them for him. He calmly finished his work, then pulled the divorce papers from his desk drawer and tore them to pieces. "Divorce?" Ricky's lips twisted into a mocking smile. "It's not that simple. The game has just begun." ...... ==== Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. What happens next? 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โค๏ธ๐What happens next๐Click Here to read on๐ | "Goodnight baby." My best friend Bryson fixed the soft cover over me. But I didn't expect the night came this way. "Bryson, what are you doing here?" I whispered and opened my sleepy eyes, looking into his startling green eyes that shone with love. I must be dreaming. Why was he staring at me with so much love? Bryson takes a step forward, his eyes darkening with lust when they fall to my parted mouth. I let out a gasp of air from the intensity of the fire of desire swirling in his foresty gaze. His eyes cause my body to burn with heat and I bit my bottom mouth to stop myself from moaning out loud. I'm like a flickering match under the weight of his stare and when he spoke in a husky tone next, I burn alive. "Em, I want you," He groaned, his eyes darkening until they swirled with red. His wolf was aroused too. It wasn't only him. "I've wanted you for so long. I want you Em. I want you so badly it hurts." His hands reach up and he bunches his shirt in his hand. Where his heart beat. "I want you and I'm going to claim you. I'm claiming you as mine Em. You're mine, I knew it. You're my luna- - I gasped, my upper half snapping up in a sitting position. I gripped the covers around my body as I try to relax my pounding heart. Great Em, now you're dreaming of your best friend claiming you.... You can't be any more obsessed than this. Pang. My brows furrowed. Pang. Another pang cracks the silence in the room. The only person or should I say wolf who would do this was none other than my best friend. The boy I just dreamt about. "Now can you tell me why you're here so late?" I asked, trying to move his attention away from me. "I came here for you." "What?" I breathed out, my heart rate kicking up a notch. Bryson voiced. "I can't sleep. I desired to see you-" That word. Desire.... He clears his throat and lifts his hand in his hair where he scratches behind his nape. "I want you to join me for a run Em." I looked around. "It' really not a good idea to be here with you, especially since in a few days there's going to be your ceremony." And he'll be mated... "Let's go to our special place." He murmured. | LEARN_MORE | https://wwwedb.com/market/goodnovel/1?lpid=14662&u | Galaxy in the Story | https://www.facebook.com/61555427913037/ | 1,609 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn More | 0 | wwwedb.com | DCO | https://wwwedb.com/market/goodnovel/1?lpid=14662&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}&placement={{placement}} | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462593743_554049917280327_1091688798459121906_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Ww5Hhr-HCLUQ7kNvgENnMzN&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ACi7E3KehEUHFLYszdneIHg&oh=00_AYClv9BwkGpEcB4rSYacWVpTjNjwko8zDwsiIaLJF28DIw&oe=675D768D | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Galaxy in the Story | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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15GB Plan + iPhone 16 Pro Giveaway โ Donโt Miss Out! | ๐ Christmas Special: iPhone 16 Pro Giveaway! ๐ Get our 12-Months 15GB Plan for just $150/year and stand a chance to win the amazing iPhone 16 Pro this festive season! ๐ก Plan Benefits: โ Unlimited 15GB/Month โ Only $150 for 12 months. โ Add Global Calling for $5/month to India, Mexico, & Canada. โ Unlimited Nationwide Talk & Text. ๐ Celebrate the holidays with seamless connectivity and exclusive rewards! | ORDER_NOW | https://infimobile.com/details/plans-5734278 | InfiMobile | https://www.facebook.com/InfiMobileUSA/ | 6,289 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Order Now | 0 | infimobile.com | DCO | Stay connected and win big this Christmas! Subscribe to Infimobileโs 15GB annual plan for $150 and enter the giveaway to win an iPhone 16 Pro. Itโs the perfect gift this holiday season! | https://infimobile.com/details/plans-5734278 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469805331_1746293032579126_7421485039083777273_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Vy4Zl9BzabMQ7kNvgG6jxrK&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AixifekBLtZPLxsI9RL2bM3&oh=00_AYCyM3LQzCoqyP9dPsLAeZ2mTqplTwrxSP14quemSQDJwg&oe=675D4F97 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | InfiMobile | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Personalized ID-Align Putt Alignment Aids | Add Your Initials and Line up Every Putt Perfectly with Personalized ID-Align. Use Promo Code PRINTED for Free Personalization on Golf Balls from Top Brands! | SHOP_NOW | https://www.golfballs.com/Personalized-Golf-Balls. | Golfballs.com | https://www.facebook.com/GolfballsDotCom/ | 75,941 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Shop Now | 0 | golfballs.com | CAROUSEL | Add Your Initials and Line up Every Putt Perfectly with Personalized ID-Align. Use Promo Code PRINTED for Free Personalization on Golf Balls from Top Brands! | https://www.golfballs.com/Personalized-Golf-Balls.html?promo=PRINTED&utm_campaign=fbpaidpersonalizedballs2024&utm_content=fbpaidpersonalizedballs2024&t=fbpaid_personalizedballs2024 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469782863_534737333048330_9182836489158403227_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=S6SD0hdA8fAQ7kNvgFp7PXM&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A9eGaDA8LJGphgAWzExY2dF&oh=00_AYAfB62anQcy5UU6PZzBPSgDzK7CbpbRcU-k0CSBGGGXQA&oe=675E8438 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Golfballs.com | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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๐ฅ Enter To Win! | ๐ฅณ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐! We are THRILLED to announce the ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ of our Fit Body Boot Camp, and to celebrate, we're giving away over $10,000 in memberships! ๐ช Are you ready to kickstart your fitness journey and achieve your weight loss goals? This is your chance! ๐ Here's what you can win: Annual Memberships (worth over $2,000 each) Six Month Memberships (worth over $1000 each) Multiple NEW winners picked each week! ๐ To enter the giveaway: 1๏ธโฃ Click on LEARN MORE 2๏ธโฃ Enter the giveaway 3๏ธโฃ Watch your inbox each week to see if you are a winner ๐ ๐โโ๏ธ Don't miss out on this amazing opportunity to transform your life and be part of a supportive community that will help you reach your fitness goals! Let's do this! ๐ช๐ P.S. Anyone who shares this post after they enter, we will get their name entered again, doubling their chances of winning! | LEARN_MORE | http://fb.me/ | Freehold Fit Body Boot Camp | https://www.facebook.com/61567618604990/ | 21 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn More | 0 | fb.me | DCO | We're giving out $10,000 in FREE Memberships for our Grand Opening! | http://fb.me/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469673164_562905616465145_184862934148207656_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=K-67Q2TCh74Q7kNvgFrrwq8&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ABbKhrlvTieda_w9LrMpqIc&oh=00_AYBAG1mzOdQb6exUFjL-jPVzYF724oDBHbowNNVBrwCI5w&oe=675D4EE3 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Freehold Fit Body Boot Camp | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-12-09 21:03 | active | 1982 | 0 | What's the best way to make holiday shopping a breeze? Let vendors from across Northwest Kansas come to the rescue! This Saturday, December 14th from 9 to 3, the Buffalo Bill Cultural Center in Oakley, Kansas will be transformed into a winter wonderland of gift-giving goodness. With door prizes, samples, and holiday cheer galore, you won't want to miss it! | LEARN_MORE | https://www.facebook.com/groups/1108479077510888/? | Lady Kross Productions | https://www.facebook.com/LadyKrossProductions/ | 161 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | www.facebook.com | VIDEO | https://www.facebook.com/groups/1108479077510888/?ref=share&mibextid=NSMWBT | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469661386_943991331122197_9107767684293738834_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=9r3zPxo4NrEQ7kNvgE4X3mR&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A817_k1mCQCSZrEJbN5q_oI&oh=00_AYACDeRpyc-gQIPfARLIDcuNz0dsorRJPW4pKAEGixXOqw&oe=675D5E2B | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Lady Kross Productions | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Menรบ 9 de diciembre al 14 de diciembre 12 a 7pm ๐Pozole mixto ๐คFideos chinos ๐Caldo de res ๐Milanesa pollo con papas fritas ๐Milanesa de res ๐Pasta Alfredo ๐Pasta chipotle ๐bistek a la mexicana ๐bistek en salsa verde ๐chicharrรณn ramos salsa verde / mexicana ๐3 guisos mixtos ๐2 guisos mixtos ๐Trio de ensaladas frias ๐Cake sรกndwich Colonia las torres frente linamar ๐ฅณPROMOS de $100๐ฅณ๐๐ (๐๐๏ธSolo para recoger/ envรญo es a precio regular de $130)๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๐๐ฃ๏ธ๐ฃ๏ธ๐ฃ๏ธ๐ฃ๏ธ ๐Milanesa pollo / Spaguetti verde ๐milanesa de pollo/Spaguetti queso ๐Flautas Solo para recoger en el local o entregas a partir de 2 o mรกs con costo de envรญo depende colonia 8673088116 8673171378 8677308278 Nayarit 6342 col las Torres | CALL_NOW | Ana Solis Cardenas | https://www.facebook.com/anacardz/ | 11,728 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Call now | 0 | MULTI_IMAGES | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469491227_2991791710972691_6124407633635393101_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=5FJNKfgs2P0Q7kNvgFS5zmk&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AYDS0rijBBbd-rejt3VN8MR&oh=00_AYDAIjMKJASKeIhu2H8NnH_jgWLol-TMRa9N88GSKqWDIQ&oe=675D5A38 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Ana Solis Cardenas | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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๐Attention! Do not read in public๏ผ๐ | "You'd be willing to be my mistress?" I took a deep breath. "Yes." He'd got rid of me as his wife, to replace me with his sweetheart, but he still wanted to keep me as his mistress. The shame was almost too much to bear. The next day, my father told us that our debts had all been repaid. Suddenly, Joseph had become an angel in my mother's eyes. How he must love me to help us so much. All I could do was force a smile and bite my tongue. As far as my parents knew, I was still his wife. To them, I was on my way to spend a happy evening with my husband, not to be used as his toy. But what other choice did I have? I was well aware that I was giving up my dignity. Joseph's room was the very same bedroom we had shared while we were married. Yet now, it felt very different. I had no idea when Joseph would return. When I awoke, there seemed to be a great weight pressing down on me. As my senses gradually returned, I realized that Joseph was on top of me. What's more, his hands were moving underneath my clothes. "How ... How dare you!" Without thinking, I raised my hands to push him off. But before I knew it, he had grabbed hold of my wrists and forced them down. "Even now, your pampered temper's still intact." He jeered at me. I gazed around at the familiar room and then at the familiar man before me. It took me a while to fully remember where I was. This bedroom we were in was now his, and I was nothing more than his mistress. My arms went limp, I meekly let out a soft apology, "I'm sorry". He laughed, standing up and heading towards the bathroom. As he cleaned himself, I wrung my hands nervously. Before all this, once I had begun to have feelings for him, the thought of his touch had not been an unpleasant one. But this was different. There was nothing mutual or respectful about our current situation. This was simply possession and revenge. In such circumstances, the thought of what was to come was horrifying, but I had nowhere to run. After what seemed like an age, he finally emerged from the bathroom. The sound of the door opening once more was almost more than my frayed nerves could take. | LEARN_MORE | https://beokn.com/market/buenovela/3?lpid=15053&ut | Random Reading | https://www.facebook.com/61559743679549/ | 323 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn More | 0 | beokn.com | DCO | https://beokn.com/market/buenovela/3?lpid=15053&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}&placement={{placement}} | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/464446123_872410864981319_4606585567578669790_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ccDQ6V1a0xEQ7kNvgFhAYt2&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AZsGA-umUwjLHfIlaoFmXL6&oh=00_AYCcF526FbCYInr4ngxbPBHSkhUfdwvPOgMSkZpwajlexA&oe=675D7653 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Random Reading | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete |
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