She had never expected that the man she loved would sell her to a stranger for money. However, she knew nothing about it. She thought she gave her everything to him and the baby she carried was also his. The day she gave birth to the baby, she didn't have a look at her son but learn the news that he died. Years later, a little boy took her back home and hired her to be his mommey.
Elise Ye felt hot.
She felt like she was being scorched by the sun, like all the water in her body had been evaporated.
With beads of sweat running down her forehead, she got closer to the man on top of her to cool down. A few moans later, she heaved and let out a gasp.
And then, with a heavy groan, a soft and comforting pain spread out through her entire body.
She hugged the man tightly and blurted, "Victor, I love you."
The dim light didn't let her notice the man's raised eyebrows.
Nine months later
"Relax! And then just inhale and exhale! Yes! You're almost there! Push!"
Elise clutched the sheets on the cold operating table as a doctor of the First Hospital of Y City encouraged her. She was sweating profusely. A severe pain ran through her body and she involuntary grabbed the arm of the person beside her.
It was unbearable. She was about to faint. She hadn't expected the delivery to hurt this much.
"Elise, come on! Push!"
Although she was in a confused state of mind, Elise recognized the gentle and anxious voice of her husband.
"Victor..."
She must hold on. This was their child, born out of love. She had to be strong.
"Elise, I'm here!"
Victor Chi held her hand anxiously, trying to give her strength. This child was important to him and he couldn't let anything go wrong.
Noticing the concern in Victor's eyes, Elise felt much better. She was exhausted, but she tried to summon up whatever courage she had left. Then she heard a loud cry and the doctor exclaimed.
"Yes! You've done it! It's a boy! Congratulations!"
Elise was almost on the verge of passing out. Upon hearing that, she murmured softly, "That's great, Victor...."
She had done it. She could rest now.
After taking the baby from the doctor, Victor looked at Elise with mixed feelings. He seemed hesitant. After a while, he finally made up his mind.
"The child is dead."
"What did you say, Mr. Chi?" The doctor was stunned. The baby was completely fine. Why was Victor declaring him as a stillborn?
"I said that the baby is dead!"
Victor responded coldly and put an envelope along with a check in front of the doctor.
The doctor dubiously opened the envelope. His face instantly turned pale and his hands began to tremble.
By the time he looked up, Victor had already left with the baby.
"Is it a boy?"
As soon as Victor came out of the delivery room, a man with a cigarette between his lips approached him. Throwing the cigarette away, he pulled off the blanket and looked at the baby. He seemed delighted to notice it was a boy.
"Great! You'll have fifty million dollars!" He reached out to hold the baby. Victor dodged.
"Wait!"
"Are you regretting your decision?" The man frowned and then sneered. "Do you want to keep him now? Don't forget that he is not your child!"
Victor was stunned. But the man was right.
This was not his child.
Nine months ago, his company had been on the brink of bankruptcy. He was in urgent need of funds but no one would help. This man had approached him and offered him a ridiculous sum for a simple favor. Someone else needed a woman to deliver his baby.
The only condition was that the woman had to be a virgin.
Victor had no choice at the time, so he had thought of his girlfriend, Elise. After proposing to her that same day, he had taken her to a hotel room.
However, he hadn't been in the room with her.
The child wasn't his. Victor came to the present and handed the child over without hesitation.
"Good! Otherwise, you will be bankrupt!" The man was about to leave, but Victor stopped him.
"Don't tell anyone about this."
Victor couldn't risk exposure.
"Don't worry, my mouth is shut. I will disappear as soon as the money is transferred. Now hurry up! Your mother is coming."
Victor immediately loosened his grip, and the man ran towards the VIP area with the child in his arms.
In the VIP area, another woman was giving birth.
Her ward was besieged by bodyguards, and several doctors kept coming in and out. They were all grim-faced. It looked like things weren't going well.
After a while, a nurse rolled a medical cart into the ward. After a while, they heard a baby's cry.
The birth had been successful.
The people outside heaved a sigh of relief.
Marriage was a bed of thorns for Stella. She lived like an overworked and unhappy slave for six years in her matrimonial home. One day, her uncaring husband, Waylon said to her, "Ayla will be back soon. You have to move out tomorrow." "I want a divorce," responded Stella. She left without shedding a tear or trying to change Waylon's stone-cold heart. Days after their divorce, they met again. Stella was in the arms of another man. Waylon's blood boiled at the sight of her looking so happy. "So, you couldn't even wait a while before jumping into another man's arms?" he queried distastefully. "And who are you to question my decision? It's my life, so I call the shots. Stay out of my business!" Stella fired at him before turning to look at her new man with shiny eyes. Waylon immediately lost it.
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
"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?"
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!
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.”