Love After Marriage Short Dramas

Emily Rain, drugged by her boss who owed her back wages, to get her money back,and married her swimming instructor, Alex Smith. Her life took a dramatic turn: she won a design competition and became a renowned jewelry designer for MP. She credited her success to hard work and luck, only to later discover that her husband was actually the CEO of MP.

：To avenge my father, I married Philadelphia mafia don Salvatore and poisoned him with my own hands on our wedding night. I thought my revenge was complete, until I met his son Matteo at the funeral—a cold, handsome,dangerous man. Matteo suspected from the start that I'd killed his father. According to plan, I was supposed to get close to him, seduce him, then kill the last Rossi heir when he trusted me most. "You're trembling." He cornered me against the wall, his long fingers caressing my cheek. "From fear... or something else?" "I..." Under his burning gaze, I couldn't find words. "Don't be nervous, stepmother." He leaned close to my ear, his voice low and magnetic. "I just want to see how honest you are." When the assassin falls for her target, when stepmother becomes obsessed with stepson, can this dangerous game have a happy ending?

Maya Hawthorne thought the worst moment of her life was walking in on her fiancé sleeping with her step-sister. Turns out, that was only the beginning. When Maya calls off the wedding, her father reveals the real trap that she can only access her late mother’s inheritance if she gets married. And canceling the wedding with Ethan could destroy her father’s already failing company. But Maya finds a loophole — the contract never said she had to marry Ethan specifically. In a moment of reckless desperation, Maya walks onto a construction site and proposes marriage to the first man who looks responsible enough to play along until she secures her inheritance. Much to her surprise, he agrees. However, what Maya doesn’t know is that the man she just married isn’t a random construction worker at all. He’s Liam Weston — the reclusive CEO of Weston Development Group, the largest construction and real estate empire in New York and beyond, a man who has always kept his personal life out of the public eye. And her fake marriage might turn out to be far more dangerous — and far more real — than either of them ever expected.

Running for my life, I tumble straight into a hidden underground palace of nightmares. The Bride-Selection slaughter is underway—no girl has survived in ten years. Bodies torn apart, blood everywhere. Then the monstrous black dragon lowers its massive head… and gently nuzzles my palm like a lovesick puppy. The man on the throne stares down with violet eyes. "You don't get to run anymore. You're my queen now." That same night he rips away every scrap of silk, pins me to the freezing dragon-sized bed, and shoves his thick, burning cock so deep I scream until my voice breaks. "Try escaping again," he growls against my ear, hips slamming into me without mercy, "and I'll chain you to this bed and fuck you until you can't even crawl." This terrifyingly beautiful monster—what deadly secrets is he hiding? And me, the runaway bride his dragon picked… will I ever break free from his cage?

I am Scarlett King, heiress to a Texas oil empire and a woman who has died once before. In my past life, I thought my marriage to cowboy Colt was nothing more than mutual respect and distant politeness. It wasn't until I was sorting through his belongings after his death that I discovered the truth—those yellowed photographs, handwritten love poems, a decade's worth of secret devotion... "She is the brightest star in all of Texas, while I am merely a shadow lost in the dust..." Ten years! He had loved me in silence for ten whole years, never daring to speak his heart! Reborn to the moment we first met, I watch this young cowboy who can't even meet my eyes, and something wild ignites within my chest. "This time, I won't let you slip away." During riding lessons, I press against his muscled thigh, feeling his body's unmistakable response as I smile with satisfaction. "Your heart is racing so fast... is it because of me?" "Don't look at me like that," his voice trembles. "I might lose control." "Then lose control for me."