The Iceberg CEO B’s Obsessive Top Alpha Wife

Red-Eyed Mask and Bite Guard, Training the Iceberg Owner

Zhu Lianqing is the sole heir to a top conglomerate, as well as a beta whose differentiation failed.

To take complete control of the company, she married Pei Jinye.

Though theirs was a marriage of political and business convenience with no foundation of love, Zhu Lianqing was fairly satisfied with her spouse.

For one thing, she was an alpha of an excellent rank, gentle and considerate, and a senior military officer. She could support Zhu Lianqing’s work, while her long stretches at the military base meant she could respond to the ever-present threat of the invading insectoid race. In a crisis, she might even have to rush to a remote star system.

Though it might sound selfish, all this left Zhu Lianqing with plenty of personal space.

But...

Ever since they got married, Zhu Lianqing had felt that something was off.

For instance, strange red marks kept appearing on her body. They didn’t hurt or itch, but took several days to fade each time.

For instance, the alphas and omegas at her company had started going out of their way to avoid her, casting her strange looks from secluded corners.

And then there were the clothes that suddenly disappeared from her closet, only to turn up in a corner days later, crumpled and rumpled.

There was also...

Lately, she kept feeling that someone was watching her. No matter what she tried, she couldn’t find the slightest trace of anyone, and she began to doubt her own instincts instead.

The constant vigilance wore her down, until she had no choice but to turn to her new wife for help.

Luckily, her wife was very considerate and immediately applied for an extended leave to stay by her side.

But Pei Jinye’s presence didn’t make these strange occurrences any less frequent. If anything, they only got worse...

Pei Jinye had gone to great lengths to marry Zhu Lianqing, the woman she’d secretly loved for years.

But to make sure Zhu Lianqing felt completely at ease, she had to suppress the urge to get closer, resist her instinct to draw near, and hide her desires beneath a gentle facade. Only under the cover of night could she greedily pull her beloved wife into her arms.

As night fell, Pei Jinye swirled the glass in her hand and gazed at her sleeping wife, her smile growing ever more tender.

Content warning: ABO, alpha/beta pairing. This will not change, and there are no organs.

The alpha is a seriously deranged dog, absolutely unhinged and utterly devoted to her wife. She’d die and go mad without her. There will be some training-the-dog scenes later. Updates every day at 9 p.m. after it goes premium.

I recommend my girlfriend Tu Le’s ongoing novel, After the Cool Beauty Seduces Me and Makes Me Lose Control

[Fake and real heiresses | Rekindled romance | Bad woman gets good woman | Fauxcest | Chasing your wife to the crematorium]

Lawyer vs. doctor

Nan Zhi has a secret.

She loves her older sister.

After they were switched at birth, Nan Zhi, the real heiress, ended up in the slums, where she had to work to support herself and often went hungry. Meanwhile, the fake heiress, Fu Minglin, was born into luxury and became a rare medical genius, a darling of the heavens.

Their lives weren’t set right until they were nineteen.

Fu Minglin brought her out of the slums. She personally helped her change and wash, then took her by the hand and patiently introduced every tree and flower in the house.

“From today on, everything here belongs to you.”

There was none of the rivalry between real and fake heiresses you might read about in a novel.

Fu Minglin taught her how to choose lingerie fabric.

She explained the size and cup shape, and even demonstrated how to put it on.

Fu Minglin’s voice was hot against her ear. “Like this, lifting them up, so they won’t grow crooked.”

Her hand clasped Nan Zhi’s.

Their hearts raced so wildly that neither knew who was flustered.

Fu Minglin helped her care for her hair and skin, and every night she personally made sure Nan Zhi drank a glass of warm milk before bed.

“Success or failure comes down to the details. I hope you have sweet dreams.” Fu Minglin gently brushed her fingertip over Nan Zhi’s lips and smiled. “Good night.”

Fu Minglin accompanied her to golf lessons and taught her to ride.

On the fierce horse and iron saddle, she wrapped her arms around Nan Zhi’s waist, their body heat mingling.

“If you’re scared,” Fu Minglin tightened her arms around her, “you can lean on me.”

In the warmth of their sisterly affection, the distinction between real and fake heiress gradually faded from memory.

Until the day of Nan Zhi’s birthday banquet, when the mother who had just announced to the world that she had two biological daughters caught them together.

Their cramped, dim little room was filled with an intimate atmosphere.

Amid the guests’ screams and her mother’s disbelieving shouts, Nan Zhi instinctively turned to the arms she relied on.

But Fu Minglin’s smile suddenly blurred in the crowd.

“The game of being good sisters is over,”

her voice was as gentle as ever, but cruel.

“You’ve outlived your usefulness, little sister.”

Only then did Nan Zhi realize:

Apart from being the real heiress, all the love she had ever received was fake.

Many years later, when they met again,

Fu Minglin finally understood that amid all the feigned affection and lies in the scheme she’d orchestrated, her heart had been true.

[This story includes, but is not limited to: awkward, tender tension early on; later, taking every problem to bed; a bad woman who toys with a good woman’s feelings, only to be captured and ravished by her; a scoundrel’s sincerity, a saint’s selfishness, she runs and she chases, jealousy, and other melodramatic tropes]

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