Age Gap

Their long-awaited relationship ended. And so did the girl she used to be. Now, all that’s left is a shadow of her former self — hurt, confused, and lost. She never expected to see him again. And certainly not as her cousin’s boyfriend. How do you unlove someone who once meant everything? How do you forget the fire that still burns inside? Or… do you stop fighting and surrender to it?

He’s my best friend’s father. Forbidden. Untouchable. But since when do feelings care about rules? One accidental kiss sets off a dangerous game — one we both know we shouldn’t play. The stakes are too high. And yet… Can we stop before it’s too late?

Glib Zlotchenko didn’t impress me at first sight. I didn’t lose my mind when he walked into the lecture hall, and I definitely wasn’t trying to get his attention — unlike my classmates, who wouldn’t shut up about the always serious, cold, yet annoyingly attractive lecturer in socio-political studies. But after one conversation with his overly self-confident admirer, I made up my mind: I’ll get close to him, seduce him, and then throw that fact right into my haters’ faces. Let them see what Aurora Oliinyk is capable of. I will conquer him. What could possibly go wrong?

Sofía, trapped in a lie alongside Sansón, a judge whose past is filled with secrets, begins to question her own feelings when the attraction between them becomes impossible to ignore. Caught between deception, passion, and a power game she doesn’t fully understand, Sofía faces a crucial decision: remain bound to her fate, or fight for her freedom?

Illya is confident, cocky, and knows exactly how to rattle Kateryna, his marketing instructor. With a heavy, seductive glance from beneath thick dark lashes, he asks if there’s a practical course on “How to Hold a Consumer’s Attention.” Kateryna feels a sharp sting of irritation—and something more. This arrogant, bold, insufferable student is testing her limits. Her reply is firm: “First, you have to earn that attention.” But Illya isn’t one to back down. He’s already earned some attention before—now he wants much more than Kateryna is willing to give. In this game of minds and desire, who will come out on top?

When I saw him for the first time, I realized that I was lost. Strong, confident and... twenty years older. He is definitely not the one I need, but why does my heart beat so frantically every time I see him? Is it out of fear, or is there something much deeper here?

I had just turned eighteen when my life spun out of control. Turns out, I’d been living blind to the truth — completely unaware of what was really happening in the world around me. One random encounter at a club changed everything. Now, I have to fight for my right to independence — especially from a dominant werewolf who, for some reason, thinks he has the power to control my future. And as if that wasn’t enough, my past has suddenly caught up with me, dragging me into a whirlwind of dangerous revelations and events I never saw coming.

I was only trying not to lose my job by agreeing to play his dangerous game of "seducing a virgin" with my boss. Yes, he's a wealthy, damn good-looking man who has power and doesn't tolerate objections. But I volunteered not because of my predicament, but because I saw in him the stunning guy of my dreams and fell head over heels in love. My stake in this game is my virginity, which he wants to have. But he doesn't know yet that he will pay for it with his heart. Losing my mind with passion, believing his words, seduced by those whirlpool eyes, I decided that I had finally met my destiny. Until I found out the truth. That he was not mine. That he was married... Will I have the strength to forgive him? Will he be able to get me back and start all over again?

Alice sought to break free from her manipulative and controlling mother, and upon receiving the acceptance letter from a top Swiss university, she asked her father for assistance. He promptly contacted his close friend, Oskar Baumann, to arrange for Alice to stay with him. Oskar was delighted to welcome his goddaughter into his home, at least in theory, given that it had been over five years since they'd last met.

I needed this role... And for it, I agreed to become the nanny of a famous director's son. But what started as just an adventure turned into a real explosion of feelings! I tried to pull away, but he took me by the shoulders and held me back. For a moment, our faces were very close. He looked into my eyes. I involuntarily narrowed my eyes, expecting his lips to touch mine. I could smell the pleasant scent of his cologne and feel the warmth of his body. His palms seemed to radiate an invisible current. My shoulders tingled with cold needles where he touched them. A moment later, he let me go. “Next, please!” he said to someone behind him...

- "Don't you play dumb on me, it won't help you! So, you got behind the wheel of someone else's car, fucked up my doll, and I'm just supposed to forgive you? Do I look like an idiot?" the stranger growls. No, you look like an arrogant asshole. So what if I scratched your car a little? - "You can leave me your phone number and I'll reimburse you later," - I cringe, imagining this guy's reaction. - "What do you take me for? No, girl, you'll work it off some other way, if you can't pay. Either you come with me or we call the police." - I don't... - I blush, starting to stammer - I don't sell my body. - "So now you think I’m a pervert?" he snorts angrily. "Honey, you're not my type, so it won't work even if you want to. You'll be my wife. Fictitiously, of course.

Daniil Olshansky is an unearthly attractive, daring, self-confident thief of women's peace. And I definitely shouldn't look in his direction for two reasons. First, why would I want to go through such trouble? Second, men like him don't fall for gray mice. I am invisible to him. I was... - "Shall we dance?" A charming, killer smile is dazzling me. - "You and me?" I stare at him in disbelief. "You have a charity event? - "Ruslana, don't piss me off. You won't like me when I'm angry and irritated," his gray eyes are frozen with steel stubbornness. - "I don't like you anyway," I shrug. God, why am I lying, I'm not good at lying at all! - "It’s not like I’m offering you my heart. I just promised your aunt that I would pay you some attention," he brazenly puts his arm around my waist.

You need to have talent to piss people off like that! A bold, unbearable, master of ironic quips, a king and a god in his company and... my husband. A fake one. And no one must know that we are not real spouses. We signed a contract for a whole year. I don't know how I could have agreed to that! I accepted his challenge in a fit of excitement, and now I have to pretend to be his loving lapdog for several reasons that are important to him... But it's not that simple. It seems that this devil is starting to fall in love with me. What am I supposed to do now? Reciprocate my boss's feelings or run away to the ends of the earth?

— Didn’t know I’m a co-owner? — he’s surprised. — It’s public information. — I can leave, — I hold myself from looking down. — That’s not a problem. — It’s enough that you showed up again, — he smirks. Before me is a complete stranger. Indifferent. Cold. Only his appearance reminds me of who he once was. — If we don’t remember the past, it won’t bother us. — And can you stop remembering, Sa-sha? — I hiss through my teeth. — Yes, — there’s a tremble in my voice, but I nod firmly. — Fine, — he stands up. — Get to work, — he says, leaving me to stew in memories... They will probably never fade. I will never be able to breathe freely. I will never soar on the wings he broke...

- "We can't see each other anymore," I force myself to look him in the eye. - "Because you're married?" Myron snickers. He's hot-tempered, self-confident, hot… "He doesn't deserve you, Ira..." - "That’s none of your business!" - I exhale, afraid that all my determination will evaporate and I won't be able to put an end to our romance because I'm a fool in love. - "You were just my fun little game... I don't love you, - in fact, it's the opposite, but now I'm thinking only about the two lines on the test and my husband's frightening ultimatum." - "So you don't love me?" - he touches my chin with authority, - "You're so grown up and you haven't learned to lie. Begging and going desperate are not my style. If you change your mind, you know where to find me."

- "I warn you, only business ethics are welcome in my office. If I notice that you are flirting with me, we will say goodbye immediately. The two previous secretaries got fired just like that," he says, minting every word with an indifferent tone and not even looking at me. Ha, like I’d ever try to woo you! I don't even want to work here! - "Don't worry, Yaroslav Bronislavovich," god, what a tongue-twister of a name that is, "you're not my type at all. Now you're looking at me with your blue eyes. What a handsome bastard! I can see why girls fall for you. I dare to add one more phrase, hoping that he will immediately dismiss me. - Sir, you better worry about not falling in love with me. Trust me, you’re not gonna enjoy it. - Me? You? Don't even count on it!

– What are you staring at me for? Got nothing else to say? - My audacity is off the charts, today. But what else is a nineteen-year-old girl supposed to do in this middle-of-nowhere? Only to annoy my intellectual neighbor trying to prevent a famous plastic surgeon from getting a post divorce depression. – "I swear to god, I’ve never wanted to strangle a woman, but I’m getting really close here" he says through gritted teeth, "Even my ex-wife didn't drive me to such a frenzy! Mia, I forbid you to come near me, talk to me, or even look in my direction! - Oh, boo-hoo, how scary. What are you gonna do, Mr. Edgar So-and-so, if I do lavish you with my attention? Pout at me, like a noble princess? - "You'll see," he squints his beautiful green eyes angrily. You have to admit, he provoked me...

All my conscious life, I wanted to break free from control—to speak up at least sometimes. To have a choice… my own choice. Not to listen to other people’s advice. To live my own life, make decisions, study, build friendships, dream, love… I longed for independence so deeply that I failed to notice when those desires turned against me. Sadly, I was the one who took a step whose consequences I can now only guess at.

Megan is a famous designer who is mistakenly told she has three months to live. She then decides to live life to the fullest and do everything she hasn't done in her 26 years of life. For that reason, she gets drunk and ends up in bed with a stranger—although not entirely a stranger. He is her father's enemy, a man with a heart of ice who only uses her to get revenge on her father. What neither of them expected was that their night of passion would have consequences, and two weeks later, she discovers the result of her actions when she finds out she’s pregnant. The father of her child claims her as his own and takes her to live with him. He is driven by hatred and only seeks revenge. She just wanted to live and be happy. Now, their lives will be forever intertwined.

One day, a stranger proposed to me... Or rather, he proposed a fictitious marriage with very strange conditions. I agreed because the reward was my independence. But a trip with my “fiancé” to a meeting of his classmates at a picturesque resort in the Carpathian Mountains was like opening Pandora's box. It turns out that each of the attendees had their own “skeletons in the closet.” And the revelation of the secrets of the past led to a murder in which each of the ten of us could be suspected...