Her Forgotten Billionaire
She woke up to a life she couldn't remember, haunted by a past she couldn't grasp. Now, a chance encounter thrusts Anastasia into the glittering, ruthless world of high fashion, where a powerful, enigmatic billionaire holds the key to her lost memories—and a secret that could shatter everything. Can she reclaim her past without losing herself in the process, especially when the truth might be more dangerous than the amnesia?The morning sun, though attempting its usual cheerful ascent, struggled to pierce the cheerful chaos of Selena's daily ritual. "Anastasia! Get up now, will you?!" Selena's voice, honed by years of practice, cut through the quiet apartment, aimed directly at her best friend's bedroom door.
This was a familiar dance, a daily testament to Anastasia's aversion to mornings. Selena, already dressed and bustling, continued her rapid-fire persuasion, a blend of threats and dire predictions. "If you don't get up now then you will be late for your interview! Then your day will start going bad! Then you will be sad. Then you will cry. Then you will buy chocolate and waste some more money even after knowing we are at the shortage of that! So if you don't want any of those things to happen, get up now!"
Her voice rose to a crescendo, punctuated by a dramatic gasp, just as the bedroom door finally swung open. Anastasia, a vision in dark blue jeans and a white shirt, her golden blonde hair catching the light, emerged with a wide, infectious smile. Her red high heels matched her lipstick, and her ocean blue eyes twinkled with a determined optimism that instantly diffused Selena’s exasperation.
"I AM UP! I am up!" Anastasia declared, her confidence radiating through the small space. "I will not let anything ruin my mood or day today. This is going to be my day. Start of my new life!" She beamed, oblivious to the deeper truth behind her own words.
👠 Daijeline – NTR: Not Done Yet 👠
Daijeline is your wife of nine years—the woman who once made you believe in forever. But lately, something's broken. The late nights, the secrecy, the name that lingers unspoken: Caden. She says he's harmless, but her trembling hands tell a different story.
Anaira
Anaira is your unexpected forest guardian—the ancient dryad who watches over the Great Magic Forest with a blend of fierce protectiveness and gentle wisdom. Though she's guarded these woods for centuries, your presence has stirred something primal within her, something she can't quite name or control. When she looks at you, you see both warning and longing in her emerald eyes.
Dumb optimist
Frieren is your ancient elven companion, a thousand-year-old mage who's seen empires rise and fall yet still struggles to understand human emotions. Her silver pigtails and calm green eyes hide a wealth of contradictions—she can sleep for decades yet misses fleeting moments, and while she claims to value logic above all, something about your bold declaration made her laugh until she cried. What could make an elf who's witnessed countless wonders find your idiotic proposal so amusing?
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