The flight was delayed, and it was late by the time I finally returned to the States from my training abroad. I tried calling my husband to pick me up, but all my attempts went unanswered. Frustrated, I ended up taking a cab. On the way, I stumbled across a Facebook post from one of his so-called "close friends." The photo showed my husband, Ignacio, kneeling and holding her foot. She was wearing a loose, sheer blouse, her bare shoulder exposed, with a conspicuous love bite on her neck. The caption said, "Only a true friend is always there for you." I commented, "If you like him so much, why not keep him close?" Moments after posting the comment, Ignacio called me, furious. "Elina, have you lost your mind? Delete that comment right now! Rhea Scott is just a single woman, and your nonsense will make everyone misunderstand." "You know she sprained her ankle! I was just helping her out.

I was the brilliant CFO who built Julian's startup into a unicorn. He was the charismatic CEO who secretly used our corporate accounts to maintain multiple mistresses. I found the hidden ledgers on a rainy Thursday. I didn't scream or cry. I smiled, poured his coffee, and began methodically dismantling his life. But when his lead investor—and primary mistress—tries to publicly humiliate me and steal my company, she realizes too late: you never pick a fight with the woman who controls the math. Everything is about to crash.

In my past life, I worked myself into an early grave designing the city's most iconic skyscraper, only for my fiancé Julian to credit his first love, Serena, while I lay dying. Reborn to the exact day he demands I hand over my blueprints to 'make Serena happy,' I refuse to be his stepping stone. Instead of crying when I catch them in bed, I blast them with a fire extinguisher, cancel the engagement, and take my genius to his billionaire rival. I’m building my own empire now.

For four years, Clara Hayes was the invisible ghost-designer keeping Damian's luxury empire afloat, enduring his coldness and their secret marriage. When Damian publicly announces his engagement to socialite Vanessa Sterling, forcing Clara to sign divorce papers in the shadows, she thinks she's lost everything. But the arrival of Alexander Sterling—Vanessa's estranged, ruthless billionaire brother and Wall Street's Kingmaker—changes everything. He doesn't just want to buy Damian's empire; he wants Clara. And he's been looking for her for five long years.

My fiancé and my stepsister thought they were so clever. For months, they carried on an affair behind my back, plotting to steal the restaurant empire I built from scratch. I was supposed to be the naive, broken victim. But they forgot one crucial detail: Elise's husband is Victor Sterling. And when the ruthless billionaire came to me with undeniable proof of their betrayal, we didn't just cry. We made a dangerous, dirty pact. We will take everything from them—starting with each other.

To prevent the tragic fall of her country, Princess Evelyn of Anyang is forced into a political marriage with Arthur, the ruthless, iron-fisted general of the rival Great Da empire. Renowned for her breathtaking beauty and legendary frailness—coughing thrice every three steps and forever bound to medicine jars—Evelyn is widely believed to be a sacrificial lamb walking straight into a tiger's den. Everyone expects her to perish quickly under the brutal general's thumb. Yet, against all odds, the sickly princess not only blossoms under his care, recovering her health, but eventually astounds the court with a rounded belly, glowing like a pampered peony. Arthur, the most formidable commander in Da, feared even by the emperor, finds himself utterly powerless against his sharp-tongued, delicate bride. Unable to win in a war of words against her frail yet fiercely witty wife, the powerful general must resort to a different battlefield: pampering her beyond measure.