Hamada Yuki, 22, been kept captivated since 15 years old since his parents died. Yuki was kept by an organization as an experimental human specimen to develop a man that can get pregnant. Tsujihara Kevin, 31, a famous Japanese-American tycoon in the business world and also a guy who will always sleep with whoever that spread his or her legs for him. Anticipate the changes in the tycoon, from a playboy to A DOTING HUSBAND when he meets the 'special human specimen'.

My half-dead body scrawled to the corner of the wall of a type of cell. I was thrown into a pitch-dark room. The room, according to them, is called a confinement room; it has a big iron door and a small hole that was craved to allow the light of the world to penetrate in; the stench of blood made it more difficult to breath as it lacked ventilation. My messy hair was glued in my bloody face, and the dried blood in my body makes me smell like a dead rat. I haven't taken my bath for the past one week now, I hardly eat, and I was only fed once in two days. I was feeling weak and extremely sick; the pain I feel right now can't be described with any words. My world felt torn apart; I was brutally beaten and almost killed because of what I did.

"Hot..." She murmured softly. "I feel hot..." "Why did you come here?" Tristan probed. "Heh... who are you?" She questioned with keen interest. That question made him pause as he regarded her face. He didn't know if it was the drug or if she was just drunk. "Who do you think I am?" She held her chin, looking him over and remarked, "Gorgeous." A small throaty laugh escaped his lips at the sight. "Stop laughing." She looked up and admonished him, the look on her face serious. Tristan chuckled and nodded - he actually liked this version of her more. She suddenly stopped playing with his palm and exclaimed excitedly, clapping her palms together. "I know, I know now. I know what you need." Tristan gazed at her. "What is that?" "Me." She patted her chest, a candid look on her face. "You need me." *** When Raven was rejected by her fated mate, leaving her in despair, she had a one night stand with a stranger. Little did she know that he was the country's most influential alpha.What will she do when the supposed powerful man keeps clinging to her and insists she takes responsibility after a one night stand?

Alexander Richardson is a nineteen-year-old attorney in the making. He spent his childhood reading through his father's law books. When his parents were murdered and their killer was never found or convicted, Alex began focusing his entire being on finding and getting one man in jail. Sergio Garcia-Marquez is undoubtedly not one of the best people. He's a gang leader with a bad temper hidden behind an army and he is probably the last person anyone would want to cross. So what happens when Sergio takes a liking to the latest addition to his long lost of drug dealers - a list he usually couldn't care about? While Alexander begins to realise there's a fine line between good and bad, and two wrongs never make a right.

Emily found herself in a devastating condition when her Dad fell ill. Her step mother wasn’t helpful and so was her step sister. Instead of finding a way to help her Dad, they made her life so unbearable and forced her to go raise money for the hospital bills. Emily left home in search of a job, She met a Billionaire who was so desperate to have a child but never wanted to marry. Emily agreed to be his surrogate, he paid her and she settles the hospital bills. But after she was put to bed, Emily never wanted to let go of the baby.

"What the fuck are you saying? Are you on drugs? Let me go, you pervert!" I shouted, while trying to get away from this freaking crazy naked man. "What the heck? Pervert? We just made love last night, don't you remember?" I looked at him with a horror and disbelief. "What the fuck are you saying?! I don't even know you, fuckard!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. "Do you want another round, com-" I didn't let him finish, I immediately kicked him right straight to his face, grabbed my clothes that was scattered in the room. Even I feel like hell, especially down there, I tried hard to move as fast as I can. I just wanted to get out of this goddamn place. "Hey! Don't leave your husband!" He said, I can even hear and imagine him, smirking. that made me more feel embarrassed. I looked at him and raised my middle finger, "Fuck you. I don't have a husband, not you."