Brianna walked towards him obediently. Seeing how stiff and hesitant she moved, Scott was displeased. "What? Are you a robot? Don't you know what your job is?" "Yes. To please you," Brianna answered awkwardly, "But... but we know little about each other and... and we don't have feelings towards each other as well..." "What are you talking about? You are merely my possession." Scott said coldly as he slid his finger from her lips down her neck towards her collarbone. Brianna felt his finger moving downwards and resting on her right breast. She bit her lips and said, "Mr. Anderson, I'm just a common girl to you compared to those that you have met. I don't think I'm good enough to please you." "Whether you are good enough or not is up to me. Also, why would I look for others since I have got one here that I've paid for?" Scott said in a cold voice.
Fiery Ghost Club, one of the most nationally frequented clubs, was located in the bustling city center of Las Vegas.
It was a quarter to midnight, another late night for Brianna Warren. Splashing tap water on her face in the toilet, she was trying to sober herself up. She could feel her body growing fiery, sweating abnormally, and her vision blurry. I haven't drunk much. Why? This is weird. She was thinking.
"Hey, hey, Brianna, Brianna. Are you feeling fiery? Let me cool you down." A stout, beer-bellied man in his mid-fifties said creepily. He was standing behind Brianna, watching her with a filthy look.
Brianna turned around to see that it was Nelson Berry. She and her fiancé, Liam Williams, came to meet Nelson tonight, hoping to sign a contract with him on a new business project.
Before Brianna realized what was going on, Nelson rushed to her, held her tight from behind, and kissed her neck aggressively.
Startled, scared, and disgusted, Brianna stepped on his foot with her high heel. Nelson screamed and let go of Brianna, and she stumbled out of the toilet.
Most of the doors of the rooms were ajar, and out came all sorts of sounds, mainly sounds of dirty moaning and sexual screams. She stumbled through the corridor filled with such sounds, and seeing the door of the lift open, she ran into it without hesitation, terrified of Nelson chasing her.
"Ouch!" she exclaimed as she bumped her head onto the strong chest of a young man. She looked up and saw a strikingly handsome face and a few muscular men behind him, who were, one might guess, his bodyguards.
Annoyed, the man pushed her away, and Brianna stumbled backward and fell over. "Ouch." She exclaimed again out of pain. Her palms were scratched. He's rude! Brianna thought.
The man was to walk out of the lift without taking a look at Brianna.
"Hey, Scott, don't you find her looking familiar?" Another stunningly good-looking young man following behind Scott said.
Scott turned around and took an indifferent look at Brianna. His face turned stern, and he froze for a second.
Just then, Nelson arrived, panting, trying to catch his breath. Recognizing the group, especially the man in the middle, Nelson gasped and bowed instantly. "An honor to see you, Mr. Anderson." He said courteously.
Scott Anderson glanced at Nelson with a frown and ignored him. His eyes fell on Brianna again.
When Nelson was about to reach Brianna with his hands and filthy intention, Scott suddenly kicked Nelson right at his stomach. Nelson screamed out of pain and crouched on the floor, covering his stomach with both hands.
Brianna's mind was growing more and more confused. Somehow she saw Scott as her last hope. She struggled and crawled towards Scott, held onto his leg, and pleaded, "Help me, please. Help me..." her voice, meek and weak.
What's this? A new way of self-introduction? Scott was thinking, rather annoyed. As he intended to kick her away, he saw her face, which resembled the one in his memory very much, and he changed his mind. He grabbed her arm, dragged her up, and pulled her face towards him for closer observation. She looks exactly like her. He was thinking. Then he remembered the pale and unhealthily skinny look, tortured by sickness, of the girl in his memory.
Scott took another glance at Nelson crouching on the floor, and it was not difficult to tell that Brianna had been drugged and was to be taken advantage of.
"Well, Grandpa has been pushing me to get married and settle down. I should perhaps get myself a girl anyway and please him." He thought to himself and sneered, "I will help you if you agree to be my possession from now on."
Brianna could hardly tell what he was saying now except that she knew he would help, and she nodded her head.
Scott picked her up and carried her back into the lift. The bodyguards followed quietly except the other good-looking young man. "Hey, Scott, you can't..."
"Oh, shut up, Jacob!" Scott cut him short impatiently and left him outside the lift.
Jacob Morgan watched the door shut helplessly.
The Anderson Hotel is one of the most expensive and renowned hotels in town, and the top floor was exclusive to Scott Anderson with presidential suites.
When Brianna woke up, it was almost midday the next day. Her head ached terribly, and her body was sore. As she opened her eyes slowly, still feeling confused, she was shocked to see a naked man lying next to her, watching her closely.
She exclaimed and looked around her, clothes scattered on the floor, messiest bed ever, kiss marks on her skin. She looked at Scott and noticed the subtle yet cheeky smile on his lips, and suddenly understood what had happened.
She was drugged last night, and Nelson Berry followed her to the toilet, trying to take advantage of her... and that was all that she could recall. Perhaps this guy is a waiter from the club? Or a male prostitute? I guess I have slept with him! But this room is too luxurious. I don't remember if this club has rooms so fancy!
As soon as she realized what had happened, Brianna jumped out of bed, picked up her clothes on the floor, and put them on hurriedly. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to...Err... I've lost my bag, and I haven't got any money with me..." she said and was about to sneak away.
Scott watched quietly on the bed with a frown. "Hey, woman, don't forget what you said last night. I've saved you, and now you are mine. You do what I say, and from last night on, you are here to please me."
"What?" Brianna was even more confused. "Aren't you a waiter or a male prostitute? I'm sorry, but I'm engaged and going to get married soon. I will pay you another day..." Brianna opened the door and ran away before Scott reacted.
A waiter?! A male prostitute?! Scott opened his eyes wide in disbelief.
He called his assistant, Levi Baker, and placed an order to find out everything about this audacious woman.
Marry a billionaire after a one-night standïŒ âWe have agreed to leave each other to our own business. I hope you have a good reason for coming here.â âYes, we agreed to that, but not to a sexless marriage. Sex is essential for a lasting marriage.â Selene chuckled. Clint also smiled, then sneered. âDo you like sex without love? Did you marry me because you enjoyed the sex that much?â Selene frowned, aware of the implications of his words. But she did not know why he said it. And the unopened file named âHERâ appeared in her mind again. âI believe itâs important for a healthy relationship.â âOnly the sex?â âI thought we agreed on it.â âNonsense!â Clint exploded with anger. After thinking for a while, Selene replied, âOkay, sorry for disturbing you. Iâm going to bed.â Before she went back to the bedroom and lay on the bed, Clint suddenly caught up with her and pushed her onto the bed. âWhat are you doing?!â Selene was frightened. Clint was violently tearing Seleneâs home dress and groaned. âFulfilling my obligation as a husband!â
Ariannaâs family was falling apart and facing a tragic demise; however, her heart sank when she clearly saw Travis Cooperâs name on the acquisition papers. She had no choice but to negotiate with him. Arianna lowered her head and relaxed her shoulders to ease the tension. She should show him gratefulness to make him happier, she thought, but she just couldnât do it. âHow would you be willing to leave my grandfather alone?â He casually poured her a cup of tea and placed it in front of her before replying, âI think the correct person to ask is the judge, no? The offenders are usually punished. This is a matter of justice, isnât it?â Arianna was beginning to grow tired of his mood swings. âHe is old, and his body is failing him. He would not last long in prison.â Arianna continued to try to sway him. âWhat can I do? I always admire devoted children.â His voice carried some ridicule, âBut Iâm not a charity. I only do transactions with interests. What would you do in exchange for the freedom of your grandfather?â Travis intertwined the fingers of his one hand with the other and rested his hands on his stomach as he leaned back in his chair once more. His expression was a bit lazy, âSince you entered this door, Iâve been waiting for the drama of you selling your body and soul to me in order to save your family member.â When Arianna didnât reply, Travis explicitly said, âMaybe Iâm just bored. Iâd like to try something fun.â Ariannaâs stomach felt like it had flipped. She looked at the handsome face that was now showing evil.
To obey his grandfatherâs order, the playboy tycoon Seth Cohen had to marry the socialite and sole heiress Evonne Largent. They tied the knot and lived together under a loveless matrimony. She was obliged to marry the hottest CEO, Seth Cohen, to save their fallen business empire after her father fell into compulsive gambling, driving them to the verge of bankruptcy. Seth had no plan of getting entangled with his stunning and sexy wife, but every time he glanced at her, his body throbs, and he was drawn away. Evonne will do everything to stay away from him and pretend sheâs not affected by the oozing sex appeal of her hot billionaire husband; however, her heart beats faster every time he is around. **** She saw the muscles move in his jaw, and she knew he was pissed. âCare to explain? Make sure itâs believable.â Sethâs voice carried a hot temper. There was a picture of her dancing on the tabletop, and Toby beside her was shirtless while Sally poured beer bottoms up straight to their mouths. âWhatâs there to explain?â âYouâre married now,â He growled at her, throwing sharp glances. âMiss me with that bullshit.â She stood up and barely contained her anger. âThere is a certain public image that needs to be maintained. You need to understand that.â He muttered sternly. âOh please, Iâm not going to stand here drinking the dirty water you give me as you indulge yourself in the purest of wines.â
She ran away from her wedding, which ended in her own demise and became her forever nightmare. She eloped with another man over the one who loved her. She was cheated on by that person who lured her into leaving her husband and driving her to death. She came back to life and lay on their matrimonial bed. A firm but gentle hand closed around her wrist and guided her hand back to the front of his pants. She looked at her small, pale hand next to his large, tanned fingers and let him press her palm into him. It would be easy to let him take her, easy to submit to him. She wanted it. She wanted to feel his large hands on every inch of her body. âWait,â she gasped. âWe have to stop. This isnât talking.â âItâs better than talking,â he said, pressing his lips to her neck. âNo, we need to talk,â she said. "Get off me, let me put my clothes on." âYou canât make love with clothes on,â he said, biting her earlobe. âListen to me,â she said. âIâm trying to be serious, okay? I know I shouldnât have run away.â âWhat is this about?â he asked in a cold tone. âI just want to work things out," she sincerely looked into his eyes. Disgust flitted across his face, and his mouth curled down, "I see whatâs happening. You think Iâll forget your betrayal if you let me fuck you."
A womanâs beauty is a manâs weakness. She was his great temptation, yet he hated her weak appearance. A dashing military general rushed in front of her, shaking her frail body when he ordered, âKILL HER!â Her frantic reaction is to trade her own body to survive. She must survive to return to her own world. But what she didnât expect was the tough training to become the youngest space warrior. Her life journey began when she woke up on an unknown planet. Facing danger and trouble. She trades her body and freedom to survive. She felt abused. She learned to hate him. The unknown planet became her prison. Two desperate souls fighting to survive. One is fighting to feel loved. The other is fighting for freedom. Passion Anger Lust Danger Devotion For them, their love is worth suffering! Would she survive days and nights on the battlefield when her frail body dragged her gradually? What secret lies behind his dangerous appearance?
Cercei's eighteen years of existence were marred by excruciating pain and suffering solely because of her uncanny resemblance to Vienna, the Alpha's daughter. Cercei found it unbearably cruel that she possessed the same beauty as Vienna, which made Vienna feel insecure, leading her to subject Cercei to relentless torment. Despite the numerous hardships, Cercei received love and care from her parents, and she remained humble. Although their Alpha never respected them and treated them as mere servants, her family found happiness. However, everything changed dramatically on her eighteenth birthday when their Alpha ruthlessly killed her father without a valid reason and mercilessly crushed his heart underfoot after digging it out. Enraged and seeking revenge, Cercei felt powerless until she encountered the King Alpha of the North, whom she slept with. This chance encounter changed her life abruptly, cracking all the hidden secrets and lies her mother had carefully concealed for eighteen years. The revelation shattered Cercei's belief in her perfect family and parents, leaving her questioning everything she had ever known.
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true statureâthe wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"
Rejected by her mate, who had been her long-time crush, Jasmine felt utterly humiliated. Seeking solace, she headed to a party to drown her sorrows. But things took a turn for the worse when her friends issued a cruel dare: kiss a stranger or beg her mate for forgiveness. With no other choice, Jasmine approached a stranger and kissed him, thinking that would be the end of it. However, the stranger unexpectedly wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear, "You're mine!" He growled, his words sending shivers down her spine. And then, he offered her a solution that would change everything...
The dream of everyone with regards to marriage is to be able to find that special someone and settle down with them. Even arranged marriages grant you an opportunity to meet your partner briefly before the wedding. How will you feel about waking up in the morning with someone sleeping next to you who is not just anyone but your legally married partner yet with no memory of how that had happened in just a few hours of going out the previous day? This is the story of Jason Haward and Julia Harrison, two strangers trapped in a marriage they never planned. The quest to find out why led to the unfolding of a mystery which made them realize they are both living a lie. To find out more, read this amazing story of love, betrayal, revenge and murder.
She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"
At the office, Samantha is mouthy AF and hellbent on testing my patience. So you can imagine my surprise when my new personal assistant walks into my club with a very specific fantasy. When the man Samantha's paired with doesn't stick to the rules, I step in to take his place. Wearing a mask protects my identity, and soon the little wildcat from the office is telling me all her darkest secrets and fantasies. During the day, she gives me hell, but at night, she becomes my wounded kitten. I know I'm playing a dangerous game. She doesn't know I'm one of the heads of the Cosa Nostra. She doesn't know her boss and her nightly visitor is the same person. With my enemy on the attack and her past coming to haunt her, our secrets come out in the most explosive way possible, threatening to rip Samantha away from me. But my wildcat has another thing coming if she thinks I'll ever let go.
The Lloyds' family had only one son, Xavier. He was a billionaire businessman. He was dubbed the "contemporary Midas." They call it the Xavier touch since every firm he owns succeeds. All of his business rivals would do anything, if not everything, to see him lose his touch. His father demanded that she marry soon, or he would find him a wife. But he had no desire to marry. Eunice Dawson, an illegitimate kid, has been living with her father and his family since her mother died. She stated that she intended to lead a normal life. However, things are growing more difficult. Her stepmother and half-sister are not fond of her. Her boyfriend, whom she thought loved her, abandoned her in favor of Irene, her step-sister. Her father was never angry with Irene, instead telling her to just let things go. that her lover was more interested in Irene than in her. She felt lonely and heartbroken. What is Xavier's reason for not desiring a wife? What would happen if Eunice ran away from her father's home?