At the funeral, her husband cheated on her with her sister and nearly sent her to the hands of death. She lost her husband and her family's company overnight. Everything happened so fast that she was driven to despair. At this very moment, he came to her life. Holding his hand, she begged, "Help me!" Holding her chin, raising it slightly, he looked indifferent and answered, "If you give yourself to me in return." She thought it was a deal between them, but he gave her the most profound love. Yet, their love was destined to be beset with difficulties. What was waiting for them in the future?
In the mourning hall, the air was heavy with grief. Heidy Hua stood quietly at the side, her eyes red with tears as she stared at the man in the coffin. There were many people who came to mourn, all of them bowing to pay their respects.
"I'm sorry for your loss," they would all say as they came up to her.
"Thank you," she would reply, her hands gracefully folded in front of her as she bowed back to them.
As she looked at her father lying down on the coffin, Heidy wished with all her might that he was just playing a prank on her, that he was just asleep and that he would soon open his eyes to tell her that he was still alive. However, it seemed more like a nightmare from which she couldn't be able to wake up from. The more she thought about it, the more pain she felt in her heart. But she had to endure it. She couldn't let herself break down.
The ceremony was still going on, and more and more people came to mourn. After having a word with the steward, Heidy went off and walked towards the villa in the backyard. It had been over twenty four hours since she had had some decent sleep. With her head throbbing, Heidy just wanted to have a few minutes of rest.
As she climbed up to the second floor, she heard a strange noise from the bedroom at the end of the hall. The fatigue Heidy felt left her body in an instant. She was not a fool and she knew what was going on in the room.
When she was about to push open the door to see who was shamelessly making love during her father's wake, she did not expect to hear a familiar voice. "Oh, baby, I've been missing you so much these days." Before the man finished speaking, there was another loud groan.
Heidy's eyes were wide open now, filled with undeniable shock. "No... It can't be..." Heidy murmured, her face turning pale.
A charming female voice then spoke. "Honey, I missed you too. What if my sister comes back?"
"Don't worry. I'm pretty sure she's busy with the funeral. You look so sexy right now. I think I might have to punish you today..." The man's low grunt showed that he was growing impatient.
The woman's laughter was soft and teasing. Not being able to stand it anymore, Heidy pushed the door open with great anger.
Hearing the sudden noise, the two lovers looked at the door in surprise. At the sight of Heidy, Jack Xu panicked, "Heidy... Heidy, what are you doing here?"
In comparison to Jack Xu's nervousness, Sherry Hua appeared to be much calmer, even looking a bit amused. She lay on her said leisurely, a smug smile on her face. "Ah, sister! You're here."
There was no doubt that Heidy's husband and her sister were having sex. Heidy's heart tightened in her chest, her hands balling up to fists at her side. "She's my sister... She's my sister, Jack! How can you do this to me?!" Heidy roared.
After getting dressed, Jack came up to her and held her hand. "Heidy... It.. It was an accident. Sherry and I just--"
But before he could finish what he was saying, Heidy had slapped him right across the face. Heidy's eyes burned with tears. "Do you really take me for a fool? Have you ever thought for a moment that you have a wife?! And to bring her into our own bedroom!" she fumed.
A cold smile appeared on Jack's face. Sherry Hua came to Jack's side and tenderly leaned her head on his shoulder. "Sister, it's just that you haven't been able to satisfy my dearest brother-in-law. I was just doing you a favor," Sherry said matter-of-factly.
Heidy's body trembled with anger. There was just too many emotions for her to handle all in one sitting! "Sherry, I have loved you. I have been nothing but a loving sister to you. Why did you do this? How could you do this on the day of father's funeral!?" Heidy's voice quivered with fury. "You'll pay for this!"
Heidy shouted as she rushed towards them, unable to control her feelings any longer. Seeing this, Sherry quickly hid herself behind Jack. Jack grabbed Heidy's hand and pushed her hard against the wall.
Heidy hit the back of her head, the pain spreading like wildfire. Struggling to stand up, Heidy stared icily at Jack and Sherry. "I want a divorce, Jack. And as for you, Sherry, you can no longer stay in the Hua family," she said through gritted teeth. Slowly, Heidy turned around and walked towards the door.
When she was almost out the door, a sharp, stinging pain struck her at the back of her neck. Heidy gradually sank onto the floor with a soft thud. Her lids grew heavy as she struggled to open her eyes. Looking back, she saw Jack and Sherry standing side by side. Sherry had an evil smile on her face as she held a small syringe in her hand.
Not being able to fight the injection given to her, Heidy closed her eyes and fell into a coma.
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
On their wedding night, Rogelio wrapped his fingers around Marian's neck and spat at her, "Congratulations! From now on, you live in hell!" The reason for his wrath was that he believed she was responsible for the death of his elder brother. So, he married her but refused to touch her, determined to make her suffer for the rest of her pitiful life! However, due to an unforeseen accident, Marian was forced to sleep with Rogelio in order to save him, and she ended up getting pregnant. Concealing her pregnancy, Marian lived cautiously under Rogelio's watchful eyes. He hated her and relentlessly humiliated her, yet he would never allow anyone else to lay a finger on her— "Mr. Bailey, your wife got into a fight with someone!" Rogelio secretly took action, eliminating that person completely. "Sir, your wife claimed that all of your family's wealth belongs to her!" Rogelio quietly transferred all the shares to her. Unaware of all this, Marian only wanted to escape, but Rogelio pulled her into his warm embrace, whispering, "Mrs. Bailey, where do you intend to go with our unborn child?"
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."