A girl who woke up in an auction. She was being brought by the person whom she hated the most. An intimate punishment is waiting for her in his room. Will their past bring bargains? Or his dark whilom secrets can heal their broken hearts?
Her POV:
" Number 15 owned the spot . Who wants to bid higher? " I slowly opened my eyes as I heard some voices that are almost a whisper. I felt the pain at my back and a little hustle in a cold bluster as my hair was untide and my visions were blurred.
" 1.2 million "
" 1.5 million "
" 1.8 million "
" She's actually a high quality and a face that men would give their devotion to. Even two-million isn't enough. Bid higher for a higher possibility of owning her! " As I lifted my head while my sight is slowly regaining its conceit, I've noticed different person with names in the industry. They're wickedly aiming for something, for someone?
" Oh! The beauty had increment her conciousness! " With a confuse look in my dark-brown eyes, I started to wonder and realized. Hell no! I'm in an auction!
" Let go of me! Why the hell am'I even here?! " I started to scrabble and even screamed as if my lungs would lost my heart. I know what they're doing. They would sell me for a well paid price and thats what they are currently exploiting.
" 2.5 million "
" 3 million " The last thing I remembered was when my father brought me to the mall and leave me for an urgent meeting. I can't imagine how I end up here? This is an auction. Crap!
" 3 million? Going higher? " The crowd remained silent. I fixed my gaze to that certain someone who paid me. My make-up is even uncongenial but I don't care!
" Anyone who wants to bid higher? " I can barely see a fat man with a bald head. Oh God! He's smiling at me with a huge amount of hidden desires. So old!
" This heavenly beauty is sold to number----------- "
" Ten million! " The people was stunned including me. Who would buy a person in such an expensive price? Now I know, people in auction are insanely deep-pocketed.
" Mr. De Villa. N-number 24 just endeavored for 10 million. G-going higher? " I can sense that there's something wrong. The crowds countenance and mime proves it.
" Again, this heavenly beauty is sold to number 24! Mr. De Villa. " The pack of crowds started to mumbled something but I was deeply fucosed to seek that so called Mr. De Villa.
I saw a man in a dark corner who's literaly staring at me. Even if it's eaten by darkness, my senses can still be liable.I can't be lied by my own senses.
" Carry her at the back door. Mr. De Villa will be there in an instance! " Before I could utter a word, two men with black suits dragged me somewhere. I was being chained on my hands and my legs. I feel pity for myself.
" Don't you dare touch me. Let me go! " I struggled to get out of their grip but I didn't even outstrip their strenght. I am actually fragile with a twist of being classy.
" Ouch! Can you please be more gentle? " I settled my deadly gaze to the both of them. They just throw me on the floor as if I'm worthless. Damn them!
" Why would they? " I felt the sudden voltage of electricity running in my system. This voice. This familiar manly voice!
" Long time no see Demonise. My little kitten! " The tingling sensation was unexplanable yet confusing. I tardily look at my back and my vision landed on a well-built man with a fragrance of furtunes. He's luxerous with a tantalizing dimmed eyes.
" F-Fergus! " Yes! He's actually Fergus. His black hair like it symbolizes a dimmed pall in a mass of smoke in the air. His eyebrows that was like being curved by an artist for a decade with a wrench of a long pointed nose and lastly----------
" Staring is rude honey! " Oh God! His sweet pinkish lips that look so alluring and seductive. Every girl nor woman would surely love his sharp features. He have a majestic peculiarity with a demonic charisma. He even got more taller and well, more manly than before.
" H-how? " I stuttered as if my throat was being twisted. I'm speechless and feel like I'm dumb.
" How? Is that how you show your gratitude to the person who spent 10 million just to buy you? " His dark eyes that can make everybody arouses in any aspect turned to a well-dimmed tincture.
" I didn't ask you to paid me you ASSHOLE! " He greeted his teeth and roughly squeeze my mouth. I could barely catch my breath. He bends more and axis his dreadful gaze straightway to mine.
" A simple 'thank you' well do. Instead of blubbering around, why don't you serve me well? Hmmm? Your body will be enough. " Before releasing his grip, his face visualized a steamy smile that made my shell shivered. He stood up like leading a tribune and said;
" Drag her to my car! I have some unfinish business to settle. " The two men in black started to bore me like I was a criminal who needs to be in jail. I compossed myself and shouted as much as my voice could produce.
" Fergus! Why are you doing this? Isn't your whilom dark secret enough? How could you do such an immoralist act? " My question made him froze for a minute. His back. His familiar back that serves as his foreground. I saw how he titlted his head while remaining his alter ego.
" Isn't it clear to you Demonise? You stole everything from me! " A sawed-off pain pinched my heart that made me trembled. He ramble and with just a snapped, he's already infront of me while I'm being carried.
He wickedly smile that showed his white well-shaped teeth. His breath was even good. " You stole it honey. Thats why---- " He intentionaly gave a peek of kiss in my head and whisper.
" I'll ruin your innocence once again! " I felt my blood traveled to my head. I scramble as much as I can. He's so heartless! I abhore him with all of my heart.
" You'll pay for this Fergus! I despise you! " I shouted at him with full of anger.
" Uh-oh... Hate me later honey. " My tears overflowed but I don't care! All I wanted is to get away from him. From FERGUS DE VILLA!
My pain!
My affliction!
My nightmare!
âDance!â She seductively swayed her body and bit her lips before closing her eyes to feel the sexy rhythm of the music from her earphones. Her body moved on its own like it was accompanying the sexy song. She was in the kitchen, drinking some milk when she suddenly felt like dancing. She was sure that nobody will see her since she was the only person who was left in the house. âOoh babyâŠâ She mumbled, harmonizing the song desirably. She was only wearing her black short shorts and a lose white shirt paired with a fluffy slippers. She didnât care if her long black hair was messy, after all, she was alone at the moment. She continued dancing sexily as the music climb up to its climax. Her fingers traced her curves as her butt swayed alluringly. It crawled up to her nape and slowly untie her hair clip which made her hair fell and scatter. As she slowly opened her eyes after turning around, her body froze. Her hands that were busy touching her messy hair stopped midway. Shock was written on her face. She straightened her back and stood normally when she saw her dad with his dumbfounded expression. But it didnât stop there, he was with his business partners. Shit! âL-lets go to the g-garden.â Her dad utterly said and awkwardly walked away. She looked down when she felt embarrassed. Damn! She was sure that all of them saw her, dancing like an idiot with her eyes closed. After nearly a minute, she lifted her head and was about to go upstairs when her eyes landed to someone that she wanted to forget. Someone whom she wanted to burry for the past three years. Him, staring at her intently from the kitchen door. His fascinating grey eyes scanned her yet the rapid movement of his Adams apple bothered her more. She watched how his slender fingers adjusted his tie before he walked away. He was not so close earlier but she could still smell his addictive manly scent. It was him! One of the most handsome and powerful Ceo in the world. A hot yet cold man that both men and women aim to have. Black De Villa, ------- her ruthless ex-husband.
â One scratch, one head. â His words terrified the whole civilization of the Cabrine city. As his sharp eyes flickered with darkness, everyone held their breaths. The figure in front of them was no other than Diamond Fletcher â the sin of pride from the seven deadly sins. Having the vampires lineage with the alpha's blood, he was one of the ruler in the biggest city of the realm. Nevertheless, he was also a five-star general in the human world. â The young madam is in your room young master. She was in her deep slumber when the potion took effect. â One of his allies said, trembling and trying himself not to stutter. Without a word, the sin of pride walked away with his head high. The eagerness to see her after three years of disappearance made him crave for her scent. His desire to own her and suck her blood filled his sorrow and anger. When he reached his room and locked the door, the coldness in his eyes vanished in the mist. He stepped closer to the bed and saw her lying unconscious. Her hair was messy as well as her dress. It was slightly ripped that made his eyes pinned to her slender legs under the thin fabric. When he brushed his knuckles over her cheeks, he closed his eyes for five seconds to feel how soft her skin was. It was delicate. It was seductive, yet, it was also delicious. â Finally, our hide and seek just ended. â He bended his body as he whispered near her flushed ears. Biting it slightly before licking her neck, he only wanted to âdo' her. To punish her! â Youâre mine. Every inch of you is mine. Just mine. Mine alone! â
â Did you chain her to my bed? â I slowly opened my eyes when I heard a voice that was almost a whisper. My blurry sight canât deal with this dark room, but why am'I even here? â Yes sir! All good. â Even if I canât clearly see the surroundings, I can sensed that there are people in this room. I donât know why but even if I try, I canât utter a word to say. My body doesnât obey my mind and remained helpless on this soft bed. â You can all go out. Better not disturb me by any means. â I wanted to move my head but I canât, as if my body was all frozen. I felt someoneâs presence thatâs getting near my direction. A domineering aura and strong charisma occupied this room. â Lady, youâll be in my care from now on. â I was stunned for what he said. What does this man mean? I canât even see his face, all I can feel is that, he have this sharp dimmed eyes thatâs currently focusing on me. He caressed my hair and sniffed my neck as if thereâs a hidden fragrance in it. I can feel his hot breath touching my cheeks and his warm palm teasing my shoulders. My mouth is still shut while my eyes are slowly regaining my sight. â Lady, donât blame me. Blame your scent that made my body crave for more. â He murmured right into my ear and bit it. Thereâs a sudden heat running in my veins as he planted small kisses on my neck. How did I even get here? Did I climb onto his bed? But I never remembered something like this? And I donât even know this guy? Iâm just a college student who works hard to serve myself. Knowing that my life was always been so lonely, I didnât imagined to end up like this. And encounter a more heavy burden in my heart.
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
Sequel to chasing my estranged wife; I want you back. ******** " You promised me!'' I screamed. "You promised that you wouldn't hurt me, you made the vows that you would stand beside me, Ryan, and what did you do? You broke me into smithereens. I don't want anything to do with you anymore. When I said we were done. I meant it!" Falling in love with him had come in a whirlwind, she couldn't account for how exactly it had happened but what she knew was that she didn't want to let go once she was in. For Ryan, when he made a vow, he had meant it, but nothing had told him about marriage, that it wasn't just a bed of roses, but it had thorns in it as well. When secrets piled up between them and vows broken, they had no choice but to let go of each other, but years later, he wanted her back. Like the air he breathed, he chased after her, but she was gone. Left with the remnants of his actions, he is torn between getting her back and damning all consequences or letting go of her and his children, which would it be?
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.