On the night of her 25th birthday, Eve decided to give the most precious gift she had — herself. She had saved her virginity for one man: her longtime boyfriend, Noah. It was meant to be a night of love and forever memories. But fate had other plans. After too many drinks and a wrong room number, Eve stumbled into the suite of Shawn — the ruthless billionaire feared across Los Angeles. In her confusion, she mistook him for Noah. Shawn, intrigued by her innocence and the name she whispered, didn’t stop her. By morning, horror set in. She had slept with a stranger. Eve quickly went to the right room, hoping to explain things to Noah. But Shawn followed her. He stood outside the door, his voice low and dangerous. “So after everything I did to you last night, you still needed another man? What are you — a prostitute?” She froze. “You think I’m not enough? That I didn’t satisfy you?” he hissed. “Fine. If it’s punishment you want, I’ll give it to you — day and night. You’ll never see another man again.” Eve looked up, heart pounding. She didn’t realize… she’d just awakened the devil.

Debbie Anderson was a vibrant and lively woman, but luck had never been on her side in love. After four years of commitment, her boyfriend betrayed her—with an excuse that shattered her.“You kept your body away from me for four years, and you expect me to lie next to you every night without doing anything? Come on, Debbie. I’m a man. I have feelings.”What he never knew was that Debbie had been waiting for the perfect moment—a special day meant just for the two of them. Valentine’s Day. But fate was cruel, and that was the very day he chose to cheat on her.Heartbroken and furious, Debbie made a reckless decision. That night, she stormed into a bar, drowning her pain in alcohol. As the drinks took hold, she turned to the bartender and asked boldly, “Do you know any hot man who’d sleep with me tonight? I don’t care who he is. I don’t have money, I don’t have a job, but I promise him one thing—he will never regret it because I am a virgin.”The moment the words left her lips, heads turned. A murmur spread through the crowd. Men exchanged glances, their curiosity piqued. A virgin? They wondered what it would feel like to be with her, and one by one, they stepped forward, eager to fulfill her wish.But Debbie wasn’t impressed. She scoffed at their advances. “You’re not handsome,” she told them bluntly.Then, just as she was about to walk away, a deep, confident voice cut through the air.“Do you see anyone in this city as handsome as I am?”She turned to see a man leaning against the bar, smirking at her.“Come on, baby girl. Let’s make this night unforgettable.”

For six years, Williams remained faithful to his promise. He and his childhood sweetheart, Isabella—whom he fondly called Bella—had vowed to keep their virginity for each other before she left for Germany to study.“Wait for me,” she had whispered. “Just focus on your dreams, and when I return, we’ll finally have each other.”Williams had every intention of keeping that promise—until one fateful night. Drugged and unaware, he found himself entangled with a drunken stranger in a night of passion. Woman I will torment you until you die Instead of letting the stranger go he keep her in his mansion where he make sure he force himself on her every night Now, seven years later, Bella returns to Paris, expecting to reunite with the man who had sworn to wait for her. But how will Williams face her, knowing he is no longer the man she left behind?

Forced into an arranged marriage with an elderly businessman for the sake of a deal, Clara Johnson refused to accept her fate. Desperate for freedom, she fled from home, her father’s furious voice echoing behind her.“Never set foot in this house again!” Mr. Adam Johnson bellowed.With nowhere to go and no plan in mind, Clara wandered aimlessly, her feet aching with every step. She had no idea where she was heading—until fate led her to a shocking scene.A sleek black car, worth billions, sped recklessly before crashing into an abandoned building. Seconds later, two other vehicles pulled up, and armed men stepped out, approaching the wreck with sinister smiles.“He’s gone,” one of them confirmed, satisfaction lacing his voice.“Don’t worry, sir. There’s no trace linking this to you,” another thug assured over the phone.On the other end of the call, a shadowy figure chuckled. “Now, let’s see how you’ll challenge me.”Hidden in the shadows, Clara held her breath until the men left. Then, without hesitation, she rushed toward the wrecked car and dialed 911.As sirens approached, an officer turned to her with suspicion. “Ma’am, what’s your relationship with the victim?”Clara’s heart pounded. She had no idea who the injured man was, but something told her to help him “Me…?” she stammered. “I—I’m his girlfriend.”