Billionaire's Beloved Warm Wife - Chapter 882

[ OVERPOWERED MC ] || [ WORLD DOMINATION ]================================[ EXILE STRENGTH ACTIVATED.... ][ GAINING IMMORTALITY.... ]SUCCESS!!================================They exiled him to die. He'll rise to conquer.When Renji's mother is brutally murdered before his eyes, his world is shattered. But that was just the beginning. Dragged into the Land of Exile—a realm ruled by divine tyrants and taboo desires—Renji awakens in a world that wants him broken, bleeding, and begging for mercy.Too bad for them… Renji doesn't bow. He dominates.Armed with a sharp mind, unmatched charisma, and an unquenchable thirst for power (and pleasure), Renji carves his path through fallen kingdoms, cursed women, and wicked conspiracies. With Zach, a silver-haired half-devil and walking catastrophe at his side, Renji unravels the truth of his origin: the lost heir of the legendary Grand Order, born to rule, bred for war.As lust and blood mix in a world where every pleasure has a price and every beauty hides a dagger, Renji must decide—will he become the hero they need… or the villain they deserve?Warning: DTE is not for the faint of heart. Expect dark romance, forbidden power, deadly MILFs, and morally gray decisions wrapped in high-octane action and unapologetic smut. Reader discretion (and maybe a cold shower) is advised.[ TABOO || HAREM || MILFS || DARK AND FORBIDDEN ROMANCE || TWISTED FANTASIES ]

A strange store which sells everything suddenly appears in the town. The Owner of the store is a young man and anyone who tried to mess with him %$#@.

The products of the store are expensive, yet the queue outside the store never stops.

“So what, If you're an emperor. I'll fight to the death with you if you try to break the queue.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”“Tell you what, Richard? What would you have done?”“I don’t know. Apologized sooner? Bought you a burger to make up for it?”Her eyes lit up with fire, “You think what you did to me… you think a burger can make up for it?” her eyes twinkled like she was fighting tears. Did I hurt her that badly? I was just a foolish teenager.“Nita, I am sorry. I was young, I was stupid. I wish I could take it all back and tell you how I feel instead of being a constant jerk to gain your attention.”“How did you feel that would justify what you did to me?”I paused for a minute, finding the words. “I had a huge crush on you at the time. And I didn’t know how to express myself. I was full of myself, I was the school’s ladies' man and the one girl I had eyes for didn’t even care if I existed,” “And that justified what you did to me? Richard, you broke me. I can forgive you for ‘accidentally’ spilling your ice cream on me, or throwing my due assignment in the toilet, or the gum in my hair, or the glue in my chair but tell me how can I forgive you for what you did that night? Tell me!”“What night? Nita, what are you talking about?”“Remember when you asked me if I knew who sexually assaulted me?”I nodded, but what does that have to do with anything? The more we spoke, the more confused I became.“You did and I cannot believe that you would stand there and pretend like it didn’t happen!”Nita has spent years trying to forget the torment she endured at the hands of Richard. When her family’s financial ruin forces her into an arranged marriage, she is horrified to find out the groom himself was her bully.Richard, a charming and successful businessman meets the first woman to be repulsed by him. Intrigued, he proposes a deal of a one year marriage of convenience.Navigating life as a couple, old wounds reopen, buried memories surface. As Richard learns more about his wife, he finds that he has enemies that followed him from his past to continuously cloud his wife’s judgement.Will Nita believe the truth and bury old wounds or will the pain of the past prove too strong to heal?

After a brutal day on the construction site,Jaxon collapsed onto his cot with nothing but sore muscles, a cheap dinner, and a phone in hand. Out of boredom, he picked up one of those mindless urban web novels—complete with arrogant young masters, all-powerful protagonists, and women falling in love every other chapter.“Who writes this garbage?” he muttered, tossing his phone aside and cursing the story, the characters, and the plot that made no damn sense.Then he woke up inside it.Not as the protagonist.Not even as comic relief.He’s the villain—the arrogant heir of a wealthy family destined to be publicly humiliated, slapped down by the protagonist over and over again.