Opening the door, she had no idea that she had stepped into the devil's room. In the darkness, he had a taste of her sweetness. That morning, he left her a diamond ring. Marriage was only the way he used to trap her, but she thought happiness finally found her. He was the mysterious heartthrob rumors had been talking about. Every woman in the city wanted to be with him. After the cruel truth was revealed, where would their story go?
"Anybody here?" Sheryl Shen cautiously opened the door and peered inside the room. Even in the dark, she could tell that, in her simple, shabby clothing, she was out of place in such a luxurious suite.
Her bright eyes fluttering uncertainly, she closed the door and sealed her fate.
In front of the French windows, a tall, dark figure stood motionless, blending into the dark seamlessly like a shadow.
The sound of the newcomer interrupted his silence, he turned his handsome profile slightly to turn his cold, glittering eyes toward the woman who had just entered. He was holding a hairpin in his hand and gently twirling it with his long, nimble fingers.
Damon Tuoba was the only heir to the Tuoba family. He was an elusive person. The media rarely revealed his private information, and the only photo that the public had ever scene was an old one from the military that was posted in a weekly magazine.
It was said that the mysterious young man's bravery was unmatched, and all sorts of rumors about him were mainstays in online forums and tabloids.
Such a man was like the sun in the sky, so bright that it hurt the eyes and just as unreachable.
Hidden in the cloak of darkness, he didn't say anything.
"No one is here?" Sheryl felt a little relieved by the lack of answer, but she kept biting her lip worriedly.
Once she had signed the agreement, there was no way out for her.
Sheryl frowned and summoned up the courage to ask once more, "Is there really no one here? I'm here to..."
Damon dropped the hairpin and finally turned, throwing a frigid glare toward the intruder and sauntering toward the woman.
"Get out!" he ordered.
Sheryl jumped in surprise at the snarl, and unease filled her.
This deal had turned her into nothing but a tool for giving birth.
She had been ordered to stay in the room for three consecutive days, and she couldn't break any of her employer's requirements.
Then, she would have to stay at the villa until she finally gave birth to a baby.
She hated the arrangement, but she had no choice.
She had meant to wait quietly for the night to pass. Even if nothing had happened, no one would find out, right?
Gradually, a strange sound drifted to her ears.
"What's wrong with you?" Sheryl asked in surprise. "Are you not feeling well? Do you need me to call someone..."
"Shut up!" Damon growled between gritted teeth.
Her heart skipped a beat.
"Get out of here!" In the next moment, a tall figure loomed menacingly over her, his cold and overwhelming aura making her feel cornered like prey.
"The door was locked from outside when I came here. I can't open it now," Sheryl explained, stumbling over the words. In the next second, a hard, cruel hand grasped her chin, drawing a wince of pain from her lips.
"You want to sleep with me, don't you?" His cold, sarcastic tone felt like a slap in her face.
Sheryl's eyes narrowed, and she fell back into the habit of biting her bottom lip with her teeth.
"It seems that you know nothing, so violate the contract! I quit!" As soon as Sheryl finished her words, a pair of large, strong hands painfully clamped her shoulders.
She wanted to push the man away, but then he gripped her soft hands in his.
"Ah!" A small scream escaped her as she was slammed against the wall.
No matter how hard she struggled, the hands encircling her waist didn't budge. Instead, they slowly traveled up her spine, as if making the owner familiar with her body.
Her eyes wide open in the darkness, Sheryl yelled, "What are you doing? Do you want to kill me? Let me go! Help!"
However, her scream didn't stop him.
"Let me go! It hurts!" Her breath was caught in her throat. "You evil man! It hurts! I quit! I'm leaving!"
She didn't know what kind of man she had offended.
"Do you want to leave now?" the man drawled in her ear, and the hands gripping her slackened. Damon watched as Sheryl wrenched herself from his grasp and made a dash for the closed door.
The man slipped a strong arm around her slim waist as she launched a desperate attempt to leave the room. "You stupid woman, only now you want to leave? Well, it's too late."
Then, his arm tightened, bringing her closer to his body.
"You will beg me..."
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
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."
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."