When Tabitha was just about to graduate from high school, her father sold her to Boris, one of the most powerful businessmen in the world. He agreed to marry her just so his family would be pleased, but his coldness drove her away. Eventually, he realized he had fallen for her innocence and sweetness and tried to win her heart. However, she was not convinced of his love. But Boris was undeterred. He was determined to make her fall in love with him - whatever the cost.
One late cold winter night,
bright neon lights flashed on both sides of the street and colored the white snow. Although various vehicles rushed through, it remained a quiet night.
In a KTV, a woman with lips as red as her cheeks reclined on a leather sofa. Her hooded eyes would draw every man in. A wine glass was trapped between her slender fingers. She was the very image of a beautiful angel.
Red lips pressed against the cool glass as she raised her head to drink up the wine. After she swallowed the liquor, she set down the glass and threw a few hundred dollars she pulled out of her purse on the tea table.
Without saying a single word, she walked out of the magnificent gate.
Feeling dizzy, she could only lean sideways against the door frame, hoping to take a break.
A Porsche cut through the cold wind and rumbled in the darkness of the quiet night. It stopped near her and then the door swung open. Confusion flashed through her eyes at the sight of the car and she couldn't help but shake her head. However, before she saw who the person was in the car, her lids grew heavier and slid to a shut. Darkness welcomed her before her body hit the cold ground.
Before she completely slid to the ground, a man in black suit hurriedly got off the car and rushed straight towards her. His arms wrapped around her slim body as he carried her into his car. Once he made sure she was secure in the seat next to him, he fired up the engine once again and head straight to a luxurious house.
"Who... Who are you? Where are you... taking me?"
Tabitha Mu desperately struggled to force her eyes open to get a good look at him but she failed. A sick feeling rose from the pit of her stomach as the haze in her head became even worse.
In his perfectly trim suit, coupled with his height and the way he held himself, he cut an undeniably arrogant profile.
Through the cotton that filled her head, Tabitha Mu could hear the vague sound of the engine dying before she was scooped up in his arms again. Before darkness fully claimed her consciousness, her final thought was that his chest was as wide and as solid as his father's.
Like that, the night passed over both of them.
Since Tabitha Mu was so tired, her consciousness didn't manage through the thick haze in her mind and she didn't get a clear look at the person using her body.
Warm sunlight pierced through the clouds to shine on Tabitha Mu's face, dragging her out of her nightmare. A painful headache immediately made itself known and every inch of her body seemed to ache.
As she forced her aching body to sit up, the quilt covering her body silently slipped down. Fear flashed through her once she registered her completely nude body and the dried blood staining the sheets.
'What happened last night?'
She thought to herself as fragments of fuzzy memories surged in her mind.
Damn it! She suddenly lost her chastity that she planned to gift her husband on their wedding night.
Tears welled in her eyes as she curled up into a ball and buried her face into her knees. More and more tears fell from her eyes like a string of pearls with a broken thread.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Three sharp raps against the door snapped her out of her thoughts.
As Tabitha Mu's tight hold on the quilt nearly tore a hole in it, a reserved voice echoed, "Miss Tabitha, are you awake?"
Blood nearly welled at her lower lip with how hard she was biting it, but she let out a shuddering breath before she spoke, "Who...
Who are you?"
Although it was a man's voice, she was sure that there was no way it was the man who took her chastity last night.
"I'm Mr. Boris' subordinate and he's waiting for you downstairs. Miss Tabitha, please change your clothes as soon as possible. Don't keep him waiting for too long."
"Mr. Boris... Who's that?"
"You'll know when you go downstairs." Since she had no other choice, Tabitha Mu put on the clothes laid out for her and walked out of the room. A row of exquisite wooden railings welcomed her, lifelike patterns engraved into the wood. Every inch of yard exuded an ancient and elegant aura.
It didn't take her long to spot a man under a tree with his back to her and talking to another man.
Stomp! Stomp! Stomp!
In order to see the man's face, she deliberately stepped harder than she had to. Sure enough, he turned around at the sound. An outstanding face greeted her, but her eyes focused on the strands of his too long hair falling over his brow.
Despite his fair face, the unfathomable coldness in his eyes sent chills down her spine. His thin lips pursed for a moment at the sight of her.
"Who are you?"
Tabitha Mu gathered all her courage to ask, although her clenched fists at her side trembled. Deep inside her, she couldn't help but feel like she knew him.
Even though she could barely remember it, there was no doubt that the man who bedded her last night felt just as cold as he did.
Without any shame, he didn't dodge the question nor did he entertain it. He gently opened his thin lips and said, "Boris Fu."
Undeniable charm filled his cold voice.
The painful throb in her head returned without any warning. Boris Fu!
Everyone in this city knew the name that was equal to a commercial brand.
An undeniable legend in the business circle, Boris Fu was a billionaire with great strength. All the citizens also knew of his cold nature.
Boris Mu was the boss of the Grand Hotel, who earned over a million dollars per minute. No way!
Could it be they merely had the same name? Or perhaps...
At the shocked expression on the woman's face, Boris Fu sneered, "Let's go."
"Go...? Where are we going?" In the face of such a powerful man, anxiety filled Tabitha Mu's nerves.
"Of course we're going to..." Boris Fu paused for a moment, and then turned to the gate. "The Civil Affairs Bureau."
At those words, Tabitha Mu suddenly stiffened.
Shocked wasn't nearly enough to describe what she was feeling.
Civil Affairs Bureau? She just graduated from high school. Was she going to marry a strange man?
What the hell?
As Boris Fu watched the various emotions dancing on the stunned woman's face, a sneer appeared on his face.
"Seems like you don't understand what happened... That's fine. Someone will tell you soon."
Before Tabitha could even catch her breath, a familiar figure ran towards her from a distance.
"Tabitha!" An out of breath middle-aged man ran into the gate, and quickly humbly bowed to Boris Fu when he caught sight of him.
With her eyes wide open, Tabitha called out to him in disbelief, "Dad?"
There was no doubt that it really was Tabitha's father, Andrew Mu.
"Why are you here?"
"Tabitha..." As soon as he was close enough to his daughter, Andrew Mu pounced on her and let out obviously fake sobs. "It's Dad's fault!"
An idea slowly formed in Tabitha's mind. "Dad, what's going on?"
Despite the throbbing in her head, she could also hear the loud pounding of her heart in her ears.
"I'm sorry, sweetie. It's all my fault. I'm not good enough. But I really had no choice..." Andrew Mu cried in a low voice.
As she deciphered what little Boris Fu said to her, Tabitha felt her heart sink like a stone thrown over a cliff.
"You really...
sold me." The last two words were spoken through her tightly gritted teeth.
She was an arrogant and spoiled lady, born with a silver spoon in her mouth. However, there was a secret behind her identity. He was a rising star in the business world. In just five years, the whole city was under his control. In order to achieve her goal, she provoked him and set him up. But when she tried to seduce him, she was frightened by his coldness. The moment she was about to run away, she was pulled into his arms. He landed an aggressive kiss on her lips.
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?"
Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?
Loraine was a dutiful wife to Marco since they got married three years ago. However, he treated her like trash. Nothing she did softened his heart. One day, Loraine got fed up with it all. She asked him for a divorce and left him to enjoy with his mistress. The elites looked at her like she was deranged. "Are you out of your mind? Why are you so willing to divorce him?" "It's because I need to return home to get a billion-dollar fortune. Besides, I don't love him anymore," Loraine replied with a smile. They all laughed at her. Some believed that the divorce affected her mentally. It wasn't until the next day that they realized she wasn't fibbing. A woman was suddenly declared the world's youngest female billionaire. It turned out to be Loraine! Marco was shocked to the bone. When he met his ex-wife again, she was a changed person. A group of handsome young men surrounded her. She was smiling at them all. The sight made Marco's heart ache severely. Putting his pride aside, he tried to win her back. "Hello, love. I see that you are a billionaire now. You shouldn't be with suckers who just want your money. How about you come back to me? I'm a billionaire too. Together, we can build a strong empire. What do you say?" Loraine squinted at her ex-husband with her lips curled in disgust.
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
After a passionate night, Verena left some money and wanted to leave, but was held by her companion. "Isn't it your turn to make me happy?" Verena, always disguising herself as ugly, slept with her fiance's uncle, Darren, in order to escape her engagement with her unfaithful fiance. Darren had respect and admiration. Word of his romantic escapades circulated, some saying they saw him kissing a lady against a wall and others calling it gossip. Who could ever tame Darren's heart? Then, shockingly, Darren was caught bending down to help Verena with her shoes, all to score a kiss from her!
"I am flawed in every way possible," she said. "Good, I never asked for perfection," he replied immediately. When Sapphire Conrad, the wayward daughter of the Conrad Family, was called back to New York after running away from home to Gisborne, she only had a plan. Appear at the mansion, listen to whatever nonsense she had to say and say no to it, put up a strong font, then go back to her kids in Gisborne. Using her energy while trying to get revenge on all of them is a total waste of time even though they deserved to be trampled upon for what they did to her. It sounds like an easy enough plan until she got there and was asked to get into a marriage of convenience. Staying at New York was risky, she would be forced to face her ex-fiance who she had a nine years relationship with, the ex-best friend who snatched her fiance, her sister and mother who hate her with passion, and the list was longer than just that. But she couldn't leave her twin brother who is in danger there and there is this tiny little fact that Mr. Alexander Antonio Aldine, the CEO of Triple A Group definitely won't let her go.