" I can make you forget everything by pleasuring you in ways you didn't even know existed! " He whispered before leaning down to nibble on her earlobe. " Ple-Please..." She pleaded, dragging her nails down his bare back without caring about how she didn't even know his name. ~~~ When Sara Lexington decided to loosen up a bit by getting drunk and ended up giving her virginity to a complete stranger, she didn't expect this to become such a huge problem
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AUTHOR'S POV
Tears streamed down her face, as she drove her car rashly, remembering about what happened at her Grandmother's birthday party tonight.
Getting humiliated was nothing new for her, but this time, the embarassment she had faced, pushed her off the edge. She was about to retaliate but the only thing holding her back, was the thought of being the successor of Lexington's Group one day.
This was the ultimate goal of her life from forever and she would stop at nothing to inherit Lexington Group of Companies.
Rashly, she parked the car in the parking of the club she usually went at and wiped her tears away, before fixing her make up by looking the rear view mirror.
Heaving a heavy breath, she tried to calm herself down. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't accept how her Grandmother grabbed her arm and threw her out of the party, after she tried to tell her that her cousin Maria was lying about acquiring the shares in Black Inc.
Shooking her head, she opened her car's door and stepped out revealing her perfectly featured face with her green eyes squinted, a perfect straight nose standing arrogantly, heart shaped adorned with dark red lipstick and her broad forehead frowning.
She looked like a hot mess with the light make up on. She was wearing a red short dress and was ready to just drown all her worries tonight. She needed to attend the meeting with the Board members tomorrow anyway.
Walking towards the Club, she raised her head up and casted the same cold and emotionless facade on her face. The guards pushed the doors open when they saw her. She was well known in the city, as she was the youngest Grand-daughter of Lexington's.
The loud music was blaring in the club and the voice hit her ears just as she stepped inside. This was the only place where she could forget, who she was and find the pleasures of life, but she had never dared to cross the line, as it might land her in serious trouble.
She needed a clear reputation to hold a strong positiom in front of her Grandparents, who would finally decide on who they wanted to hand over the company.
She stepped down from the stairs and headed straight to the bar, ignoring the hungry looks many were throwing her way. It was nothing new to her. She knew she was exceptionally beautiful and she was confident in herself.
No man could ever turn her down, she was sure of it.
Dropping her bag on the bar counter, she sat down with the thump and the bartender, Jack, rushed to her to get her order. Before he could ask her anything, she waved her hand in the air and Jack understood that she wanted her usual to be served.
He bought the tequila shots and placed them in front of her, as she started drowning herself in alcohol.
She just needed to forget everything about what happened tonight before tomorrow, or she might end up lashing out at the wrong place.
Her mind was dizzy at this point and she placed her hot forehead on the bar counter to feel some sort or relief in this situation.
" Seems like you need relief. " A masculine husky voice purred just beside her ear, that sent shiver down her spine.
She raised her head up with her eyes hooded and looked at the man sitting beside her. Gosh! Her eyes went wide seeing him. He was so sexy and hot.
Her eyes slowly travelled from his light brown hairs to his light brown deep eyes. Then she looked down and noticed his straight nose and his plump lips.
Just as her eyes went to his lips, his tongue ran over his lower lip and she felt like she was becoming wet. She licked her lips up and harshly detached her eyes from his figure.
The man leaned towards her until he was just beside her ear. His actions were making her feel uncomfortable in her spot. His breath hit her earlobe and she shut her eyes closed.
" Let me help you Baby! " He whispered and grabbed her hand, before pulling her closer to himself.
She was, infact, too drunk to resist his temptation.
She really needed some kind of relief in her life.
Slowly, the man started to drag her to the dance floor where alot of people were grinding against each other and many of them were making out without caring about anyone present there.
They looked lost in the moment.
Lost in the pleasure.
" What's your name? " He pulled her closer and her body collided with his deliciously, making her breath hitch.
" Sara! " She whispered staring up in his deep eyes.
She didn't know what she was doing, but she wanted to be just Sara for once.
" I will still like to call you baby. " He chuckled out and his chest vibrated against her's, making her moan out.
Hearing her moan, his eyes turned darker and he abruptly turned her around, as a slow and deep music started to play in the background and lights dimmed down. She wondered how people could even dance to such sensual music.
His hand slowly roamed around her waist, raising goosebumps all over her skin. Her back was pressing against his chest and his one hand was pushing her wavy hair away from her naked shoulder.
He started to move his smooth hips, his body rolling from top to bottom, guiding her to do the same and move with this rythm.
She started to copy his movement with his hand stopping at her waist and pulling her closer ; letting her feel all of his body and something hard pressed at the back of her thigh, which made her bite her lip with her eyes shut close and press herself more against him, to tease him the same way, he was doing to her.
Her head rolled back into his strong chest, as she moved against him, bodies brushing bodies and movements matching movements.
He leaned down kissing her exposed neck softly with his hands moving down to hold her hip bones. They started to feel the music coursing through their veins.
He licked up the side of her neck and she moaned out loudly, before he landed a kiss there to soothe the burning ache down.
They were teasing each other too much. At this point, they both were in agony.
" Let's go! " The man behind her let out a gruff demand and started dragging her to somewhere else.
She wondered where he was taking her, but she didn't care.
Her body craved his, even if she didn't even knew his name.
It was pure lust driving both of them.
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.”
"Carroll Brown is dead! But you have to marry him in your sister's name." My mother said to me in a cold tone. My sister was engaged to the hottest billionaire. It should have been a perfect marriage. Unexpectedly, Carroll was dead in an accident. My sister didn't want to become a widow, so she forced me to marry her dead fiance. And I had no right to refuse her. Actually, I was the biological daughter of the Smith family. My sister was an adoptive one. My sister and I had been swapped at the hospital when we were just born. My parents had already had a deep relationship with her. So they chose to sacrifice me. On the wedding day, I was taken to the mourning hall. "Ma'am, please keep Master company and let him feel warm." The housekeeper said with a cold expression. I couldn't help but look up at the portrait above the coffin, and my heart skipped a beat at this glance. The man in the portrait was more handsome than the superstars in Hollywood. Carroll Brown? My dead husband? Wow, he was really handsome! I didn't know how long had passed when my stomach began to rebel. After one glance at the coffin, I swallowed my saliva and then begged with my fingers crossed. "Mr. Carroll, I'm starving! May I eat your pastries? You don't mind, do you?" "I do." "Ah!" Scared, I broke out in a cold sweat. My legs went limp, and I fell to the ground. I shouted, "Ghost!" Carroll curled his lips, leaned over, and touched the black coffin. "Mr. Carroll has risen from the dead. What do you think of this headline tomorrow?"
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.
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.”
Maria took her sister’s place and was engaged to Anthony, a disabled man who had lost his status as the family heir. At first, they were just a nominal couple. However, things changed when things about Maria were gradually exposed. It turned out she was a professional hacker, a mysterious composer, and the sole successor to an international jade sculpting master… The more that was revealed about her, the less Anthony could rest easy. A famous singer, an award-winning actor, an heir of a rich family—so many excellent men were chasing after his fiancee, Maria. What should Anthony do?
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"