After being framed by her boyfriend and best friend, Nicole ended up spending the night with a mysterious stranger. She thoroughly enjoyed the unexpected rendezvous, but when she woke up the next morning, she couldn't help but feel bad about what she did. All of her guilt, however, was washed away when she saw the face of the man lying next to her. "He's... beautiful," she whispered, awed by what she was seeing. Her guilt quickly turned into shame, and it drove her to leave the man a bit of money before she left. Kerr was astounded. 'Did that woman try to pay me? Like a prostitute?' he thought, offended. "Ask the hotel manager for the surveillance video," he commanded his assistant authoritatively, his eyebrows furrowed. He had a determined expression on his face. "I want to find out who was in my room last night." 'And when I find that woman, I'm going to teach her a lesson!' Where will their story go?
"I feel so bad..."
The lights in the room were dimmed down, but it was still easy to see the girl's slender figure. She laid on the sheets in a lazy manner, instantly grabbing Kerr Graham's attention.
"Say it! Who let you inside here?!"
He could not clearly see what the girl looked like, but it was easy to discern that she was a beauty. Approaching the bed, Kerr lifted up her chin to get a better look at who was this mysterious woman on his bed. In the next second, the woman suddenly jumped up and put her arms around his neck, panting heavily as if she was trying to catch at a straw.
"Please... Help me..."
The way she clung on to him and breathed heavily beside his ear made Kerr loose it. He couldn't tolerate it any longer!
Kerr grew up in a rich family, and had seen and done a lot of bad and dark things. It wasn't a big deal for him to take advantage of this poor and seemingly drugged girl.
'Anyone who is able to enter my room must have been instructed to get this woman for me. Is this something to cheer me up?' he thought with a devious smile on his lips.
Kerr leaned over and kissed the girl without hesitation.
Ring... ring!
Nicole Morgan's eyes fluttered open, awakening from the alarm on her phone that rang every morning. Rubbing her eyes, she tried to sit up and turn off the alarm, but she suddenly felt that there was something wrong...
'W...why am I naked? And, who- who's this man sleeping beside me?!' Nicole's hand went to her mouth as she tried to suppress her scream.
Rubbing her temples, she tried to recall the series of events that happened to her yesterday.
'Okay... I remember Gregory telling me that he had a surprise for me, and told me to wait for him at the hotel. Then Fiona poured me a glass of water.... and I drank that...
Then... that's when I started to get dizzy and was taken to this room!' Nicole's eyes widened in shock. She had long suspected that there was something going on between her boyfriend and her best friend -- Gregory Robinson and Fiona Finch. Even so, she never thought that they would plot against her like this!
Nicole got out of bed and got dressed quickly, intent on finding Gregory and Fiona. Just when she was about to leave, she looked back at the sleeping man on the bed. Even though she was drugged, he still asked her many times last night if what he was doing was okay. For Nicole, he was fairly innocent.
'He's quite good-looking!' Nicole thought to herself as she looked at his sharp features. 'Well... since he's so handsome, I guess I'm not totally at loss here, ' Nicole shrugged. Then, she took out some money from her bag and put it by the bed. Afterwards, she quietly left.
With no time to waste, Nicole got on a taxi and headed straight to Gregory's home. During the car ride, she imagined countless possibilities of what awaited her there. But when she finally got there, it was still a great blow for her.
There were clothes scattered on the floor, leading into the bedroom. Nicole even saw the dark blue tie she had gifted to Gregory. Now it was scattered on the ground like garbage.
Slowly, Nicole went to the bedroom and tried to eavesdrop on what they were doing in the room. The door was left slightly ajar, and it was so easy for her to hear their voices and moans. Not being able to stand it anymore, Nicole grabbed the high heels on the floor and threw them towards the man and woman on the bed.
"Remember to close the door next time! Don't let anyone see how shameless you two are. But I don't know if you have the brain to remember that."
As soon as Gregory saw Nicole's angry face, he grabbed the blanket and tried to cover him. Meanwhile, Fiona grabbed Gregory's shirt from the foot of the bed and put it on. Then, she stood up and approached Nicole.
"Nicole, let me just be straight with you. Since you've seen it, there's no point in hiding. Gregory and I have already--"
"Put on your clothes first!" Nicole sneered, looking away from her as if the sight of Fiona hurt her eyes. "Have you no respect for yourself?"
"You!"
Fiona was rendered speechless because of anger. Nicole glanced back at her, her eyes narrowed and a delicate brow was raised.
"So this is what you want, Gregory? Is Fiona your type?" She looked at the livid Gregory with a mocking smile on her face.
"Fiona, I know I used to be your best friend and all... but it looks like that time has passed!" Nicole said with a sarcastic cheerfulness. "You see, I was just afraid to say this to you because it might hurt your feelings, but ever since we were kids, the clothes you wore were my old clothes and the things you used were my old stuff. Even up to our adulthood! Isn't that funny?" Nicole let out an ironic laugh. "Now, it looks like you're getting second-handed men as well from me! You're really an expert on picking up things that I regarded as trash!"
These words obviously caused pain for Fiona. Her father used to be the driver for the Morgan family. Because of this, she was a vain woman but always felt inferior all the time. Gregory, who was still lying on the bed, obviously wasn't happy to be described as "trash". He pointed accusingly at Nicole and shouted at her, "That's what I hate about you the most, Nicole! You're so full of yourself! Do you still think you are the noble lady of the Morgan family? Don't forget that your father died and your family went bankrupt! Now, you are just a poor and helpless woman. It's so ironic that a person like you would speak so lowly of Fiona and me. Why don't you tell me what you did last night?"
It turned out that they planned the whole thing.
Gregory had told her that he had lost a big sum of money in Macau some time ago. He didn't want his family to find out. So did he sell her out to pay his debt? But Fiona had unknowingly put her in the wrong room!
The thought sent a chill down Nicole's spine. She looked at the man and woman in front of her and gave a sarcastic smile.
"I'll tell you all about it! I spent a wonderful night with a very good man in the hotel last night. His body looks good and he's so handsome! It was such a great experience for me!"
Knowing that Gregory was a very conceited man, Nicole guessed that he would be provoked by her words. As expected, Gregory's face turned red and he glared at her, gnashing his teeth in anger.
"You bitch!"
"How can I compare with you two? I'm sure you two enjoy your pathetic attempt in having some decent sex," Nicole rebutted. With a scoff, she turned around and walked away like an arrogant queen, her heels clicking crispy against the floor loudly.
After being framed by her boyfriend and best friend, Nicole ended up spending the night with a mysterious stranger. She thoroughly enjoyed the unexpected rendezvous, but when she woke up the next morning, she couldn’t help but feel bad about what she did. All of her guilt, however, was washed away when she saw the face of the man lying next to her. “He’s... beautiful,” she whispered, awed by what she was seeing. Her guilt quickly turned into shame, and it drove her to leave the man a bit of money before she left. Kerr was astounded. ‘Did that woman try to pay me? Like a prostitute?’ he thought, offended. “Ask the hotel manager for the surveillance video,” he commanded his assistant authoritatively, his eyebrows furrowed. He had a determined expression on his face. “I want to find out who was in my room last night.” ‘And when I find that woman, I’m going to teach her a lesson!’ Where will their story go?
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Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
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Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?