" Please." she croaked out, the pain slowly paralyzing her body. " No! I can't marry you anymore, Sage. You're broken, used, and tainted. How am I supposed to marry you now knowing so many men used you like a fucking public property?" Enrique snapped, glaring at his fiance who was on the hospital bed. " She was raped, Enrique. How can you say this?" Sabrina growled, not believing what he just said. " Not my fault but I can't marry her now. I can't even look at her after knowing how dirty she is. I'm sorry Sage but our story has to come to an end here." Enrique looked at his childhood love, on the bed helplessly drowning in her own tears as he walked out of the room. --- Love wars all fights but unfortunately, Enrique's love couldn't. He walked out on the very first step leaving Sage to deal with herself. Two years later, he is back in the same town only to marry Sage's sister. Will he regret his decision or will it be too late? Read to find it all out.
-SAGE-
My heart was crashing against my ribcage, fear was clawing my throat as I slid down from my seat. It wasn't even a minute after Amicus Walker, my lawyer frowned down at me.
"Ms. Martinez, what are you doing?"
" Uhh... I was just... looking for cracks in the building's foundation." I whisper as he lets out a sigh.
" Please get up." He pulls me up on the chair.
" Ms. Martinez, please pull yourself together. This is the final moment." He says patting my back.
His words did no help. This is the final moment that didn't give me any courage instead added more to my growing anxiety.
The clicks of metal cuffs sent goosebumps across my skin, my eyes stilted on my lap avoiding any chances of meeting the sight of them. With shaky hands, I tucked a few strands of hair behind my ear for the hundredth time. I just wanted to go home.
My lungs constricted the moment my senses picked the sound of the door swooshing open. Swallowing the lump forming in my throat, I bit my lips trying to gulp in the air just like Sabrina had taught me.
It didn't work. Nothing did.
The sound of footsteps shuffling already had me in tears, I dug my nails into my palm as the room grew quiet. My eyes pricked with tears as I forced them to focus down on my lap. This is the final moment, Sage!
" I need you to calm down, Ms. Martinez. You're ripping off the material of your dress," Amicus mutters tapping his fingers on the wooden table. If only it was that easy to be done as it was said, if only . . .
I gulped loudly. Once. Twice. Thrice.
" I can't do this," I whisper, breathing erratically.
"Ms. Martinez-"
I slid down from my seat, hiding under the table from their evil gazes. My breath came in short pants as I rocked myself back and forth.
Amicus crawled under the table beside me, his face held a pang of sadness and frustration.
" Please. Please, just let me go. I don't want this. They're going to hurt me . . . Again." I cry pulling my hair.
" You have to be strong, Ms. Martinez. Don't you want justice ?" He mumbles gently.
" I wanna go home. I wanna go home." I chant but he shakes his head, pulling me up from the floor.
" You have to be brave, if not for yourself then for the little Sage they have killed. I promise you, this is the last time you're sitting here. It's the final hearing and if you lose courage now, you'll never be able to forgive yourself for this." Amicus growls.
" I can't," I whisper feeling the weak side of me taking over.
" You can. You can, Ms. Martinez." He nods holding my shaky hand into his.
" All rise."
Amicus gripped my arm, pulling me out of my seat as the judge entered the room. There was a chorus of people shuffling around to greet the judge.
I gripped Amicus' hand tightly, supporting my jello legs. He kept stroking my knuckles with his thumb, it wasn't soothing but I liked it there.
" Be seated."
I threw myself in my seat, it felt as if my head was burning down, the mental walls I had built were crumbling with each passing second.
" This is it." Amicus whispers.
As he stands, I watch with blurry eyes, walking up to the center of the room and handing a file to the man seating near the judge.
" The court has taken its time to decide and based on the evidence given plus the testimony of the witnesses, we have concluded that both the defendants have been proven guilty." the judge spoke as goosebumps broke across my skin.
The sweat beads felt heavy against my skin as I bit my lips trying to hold my anxiety in place.
" It is proven that Ian and Sean Romano are guilty on the account of abduction, sexual assault, human trafficking, and accessory to murder. Based on all discussions so far, this court declares seven years of imprisonment for Sean and Ian Romano." the judge spoke.
The bang of gavel echoed through the room sealing his words.
" No, please. Don't do this to me," Ian screamed falling on his knees.
I watched him with blurry eyes, no emotion, no sympathy, I couldn't feel anything towards the boy crying for his life.
Sean stood beside a wailing Ian, his eyes didn't hold any grief for the dark, hideous future he had dug for himself instead they held rage and an unsaid promise to me.
" Finally, it's over." Amicus sighs turning towards me.
" Well done, kiddo." he smiles patting my back.
Is it? Is it over or has it just begun?
" Strip." his cold voice echoed in the room. " Wha. . .aathh ?" my voice came out shaky. " Strip now babe," he asks in an innocent voice tempting me to empty all the bullets in his skull. " No." I mutter as he raises his eyebrows in amusement. " If you don't strip right now, I will tie you on my bed and eat you out until the whole fucking town hears you scream. Then I will fuck you until you forget your name," he whispers as if challenging me. I didnt want to undress my dignity in front of a criminal but being an officer on duty , nothing comes more important than my duty , not even me so . . . I stripped in front of a criminal . --- The Lovestory Of A Cop And Criminal. Almost everyone has heard the lovestory of people who have poles apart but it barely happens that people fall in love with worlds apart. He is a mafia leader , a certified bastard with animalistic cruel acts , he lives in the world of crime and survives on the blood of innocents. She is a badass cop. Not a total good girl but a dutiful officer but she has a secret revenge to complete against the certified bastard. What happens when they fall in love ? But how will they fall in love when they are so different ? And if they do , their story will be a unique one . Why ? She's too clean for his dark world and he's too dirty for her bright world. This is their FATAL LOVE.... [ IS A REALLY DARK STORY . CONTAINS R*PE , VIOLENCE AND TORTUROUS EMOTIONAL TRIGGERING SCENES. STRICTLY 1*+ ]
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?
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?