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I can see loyalty scores above everyone’s heads. With a score of 31,441, my childhood friend Jace seemed destined to be mine—until he called me clingy and suggested I date his roommate. Then I saw the handsome snow leopard’s score: higher than anyone’s I’d ever seen. For once, I agreed to move on. As Jace’s loyalty plummeted to nine, I stopped chasing him. But now that I’m choosing someone else, why is he suddenly so afraid to let go?

The money that she earned for the debt went into her family's pocket and she was killed by her family! However, she reborns in her second life and now she knows her family's true colors!

Thirty years ago, successful entrepreneur Richard Sterling was set up and spent a passionate night with a country girl who vanished by morning. Now nearly 50 and a billionaire, he remains unmarried, still haunted by her memory. Hoping to cure his loneliness, his niece signs him up for a matchmaking event, having him pose as a security guard to hide his wealth. Richard Sterling attends just for fun, unimpressed by his dates—until he unexpectedly falls in love at first sight with a woman his age, Helen...

Ava Morgan catches her fiancé Ethan with his mistress Chloe—in Ava`s own custom wedding gown. Humiliated and stripped of her grandmother`s heirloom, Ava walks away from five wasted years. But Ethan has no idea she is the sole heir to Morgan Trust. And Cassian Mercer, Hollywood`s most powerful investor and a ruthless mafia king, has never stopped wanting her. Now Ava is taking back her name, her power, and everything they stole.

At 8, Samuel meets Sage, a girl who heals his heart and his legs at a sanatorium. Sixteen years later, as the head of the Grant family, Samuel vows to find her. But after years of searching, she's nowhere to be found until the Smith family's second daughter, forced into marriage, unexpectedly enters his life. A journey of lost love, unexpected marriage, and a touch of humor awaits.

Adrian Vale was the Don the whole city feared, and yet he spent three years chasing me, a girl who waited tables. Then, the night before our wedding, my best friend Nina Ashford and I were taken at the same time. With the cold muzzle of a gun against my forehead, I cried out, my voice shaking, “Let Nina go! She’s innocent!” The kidnapper laughed like I’d told a joke. “Innocent? She’s worth a hell of a lot more than you.” My whole body went rigid. The next second he leaned down to my ear, his smile pure malice. “You really think Adrian’s marrying you because he loves you?” “The day you tried on your wedding dress, he was fucking Nina on your bed.” “And that black ring, the one that stands for the Don’s power? He put it on Nina’s finger a long time ago.” I shook my head, over and over, refusing to believe it. But the kidnapper had already stopped looking at me. He dialed Adrian’s number. “Mr. Vale, you need to make a choice. Your bride, or Miss Ashford. Only one of them walks out of here alive.” “Which one do you choose?” In that instant, I forgot how to breathe. On the other end, Adrian was quiet for only a few seconds. Then he said it, perfectly calm. “Let Nina go.”

When we first became intimate, William promised that I would be the only woman he would ever love. Today, we’re supposed to have our seventh wedding. William: “Camille just got dizzy. Let’s put the wedding off, Vivian. We’ll do it another day.” This was the seventh time he had put off our wedding for Camille. The first time, Camille was attacked during a business meeting, and William had to rush to save her. William: “Camille’s life is in danger, and you want me to leave her for a wedding? Jealousy has its limits, Vivian.” The second time, Camille broke her leg while skiing, and William couldn’t bear to leave her alone. William: “Vivian, the wedding can wait. Camille’s badly hurt, and she’s all alone right now.” The third time, I made sure everything was ready. I even made sure nothing could happen to Camille. The wedding was finally going ahead—until William got a phone call. William: “Camille’s drunk. Damn it! She’s surrounded by drunk guys and troublemakers. She can’t handle this alone. I have to go get her!” This would be the last time he postponed our wedding. Because next time, he wouldn’t see me at his wedding.

On the night before the wedding, my fiancé suddenly asked me to give up the ceremony for his first love, Sofia. I turned it down cold in my former life, only to become the Chicago mob’s godmother at a lavish wedding. When Sofia heard the news, she was heartbroken and jumped into the sea to take her own life. Vincent blamed me for Sofia’s death. For the next thirty years, the words he said to me most often were: “Elena, if I had married Sofia that day, she wouldn't have died.” On his deathbed, he told our children: “Don’t bury me with Elena.” The year after he died, I fell gravely ill and passed away. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the night before the wedding. Over the phone, Vincent's voice came again: "Sofia needs this title more than you do. Everyone knows I love you, so they respect you—but Sofia's different. She's just a poor orphan girl..." Before he could finish, I calmly replied, “Fine, I agree.” I turned and signed the papers to cut ties with the family. I flew to Sicily, home to the Salk Institute that I had always looked up to. In this life, I refuse to be his appendage.

On the night before the wedding, my fiancé suddenly asked me to give up the ceremony for his first love, Sofia. I turned it down cold in my former life, only to become the Chicago mob’s godmother at a lavish wedding. When Sofia heard the news, she was heartbroken and jumped into the sea to take her own life. Vincent blamed me for Sofia’s death. For the next thirty years, the words he said to me most often were: “Elena, if I had married Sofia that day, she wouldn't have died.” On his deathbed, he told our children: “Don’t bury me with Elena.” The year after he died, I fell gravely ill and passed away. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the night before the wedding. Over the phone, Vincent's voice came again: "Sofia needs this title more than you do. Everyone knows I love you, so they respect you—but Sofia's different. She's just a poor orphan girl..." Before he could finish, I calmly replied, “Fine, I agree.” I turned and signed the papers to cut ties with the family. I flew to Sicily, home to the Salk Institute that I had always looked up to. In this life, I refuse to be his appendage.

When Julian, the true heir by blood, was finally brought back to the Family, my cold-blooded adoptive parents cast me aside. They sent me to "The Abyss"—a clandestine hellhole where billionaires and mafia bosses paid to hunt, rape, and slaughter human prey.No matter how humiliatingly I begged for mercy, I remained locked in an iron cage, passed around as prey for those bloodthirsty beasts.Days later, a photo of me—covered in whip marks, kneeling like a dog with a chain around my neck—made its way to my beloved fiancée, Vivienne.Standing before the press, the untouchable Mafia Princess sneered, her voice dripping with disgust. "He’s pathetic and utterly filthy. The Valenti family would never align with such trash. I'll be marrying Julian instead."On cue, the Russo family officially disowned me, permanently stripping me of their name.After I was tortured to death, the wedding of the century commenced, broadcast live worldwide to celebrate the alliance between two major mafia families.But right then, my "wedding gift" was delivered.When the box was opened, the entire room went dead silent.