Alziyena is a victim of one night stand, with a guy that claimed she was his own. Much to her surprise and her family's disappointment, she was now carrying the result of enjoying a night of pleasure. Receiving a sudden proposal, experiencing bullets twice, and now this mysterious guy Mafia Lord? Can she even survive carrying the Mafia Lord's Son?
"Where are you going?" I turned to look at my father who was leaning on my door. It seems I left the door open when I went out earlier to get something from one of my older brothers.
I swallowed the lump on my throat as I went back to fixing my eyelashes on. I finished the final touches on my make up before I opened my mouth to answer, "Just a girl's night out. I'll be back before you know it."
I find it strange that this father of mine managed to find my room. He rarely visits this side of the house as he's always by my twin sister's side. It's even more weird that he asked me things such as where I am headed to. In short, my father is not acting like himself today.
"Why are you going out this late? And in that attire?" His voice sounds stern and stiff, he is clearly not happy about the idea of me going out to party.
I looked down at my outfit. It's a red sparkly tube dress that is 2 inches above the knees and is tightly fitted.
I personally don't see anything wrong with it. I have always worn these kind of dresses, some are even much more revealing than this. What's more is that he's already seen me like this more than once. Why is he acting like this now?
I sighed, "Then in that case it wouldn't be a night out. In hours like this, it's fun to go out. And besides, what's wrong with my dress? I look good, don't I, father?" I smiled, showing him my glittery outfit. "If you have nothing more to say, I will be leaving."
I picked up my purse from the bed, and immediately passed through my astonished father. He tried to stop me as I went down the stairs and made my way to the door. But he got stopped by my mother who enthusiastically told him that Alzamira was calling.
As it turns out, my twin sister, Alzamira, had gone abroad to study. I was not even informed of her departure, apparently the whole family knows. Except for me, of course.
I shook my head as I drank another shot of alcohol.
"What are you doing, Ziyena? Stop." My friend says, taking the glass from me. "You're about to finish the third bottle." She points out.
"Girl, are you heartbroken or what?" The other asks.
"She doesn't even have a boyfriend, what are you talking about?" I heard her snicker, "It's about your family again, isn't it? Is it your sister again? I told you to put poison on her food if she messes with you again."
I laughed at her statement. "No, she didn't do anything this time." I stared at the empty bottle of alcohol as I spoke, "I'm... probably, just, probably. Celebrating the fact that my father showed just a tiny winy bit of care for me."
Our table went silent. My friends know how much I crave for my family and their affection. Though my four brothers never failed to show me how much they love and adore me, I still wanted to feel the warmth of my parents' embrace.
If it isn't obvious enough, my parents have their favorite child; my twin sister.
She is loved ever since she was brought into this world. According to my grandparents (who also never once showed any signs of favoritism towards my sister), after the risky birth of my four older brothers who are quadroplets, my mom didn't want another set of twins. But when the ultrasound results came out, she was devastated to find out there were another two babies inside of her.
She got depressed and even tried to get rid of me. It was that bad.
She was scared of experiencing another painful birth and she was more than terrified to lose her life just because there was one extra baby.
And then, because of the extreme stress she was in during her pregnancy, she gave birth a month early. While in labor, my mom was crying as she held tightly into my father's hands. After getting my twin out, my mother passed out. Which is the reason she had to go into c-section to get me out.
After she woke up, she only recognized my twin, and abandoned me completely. The doctors told them that she hasn't really reach the point of insanity, she is just in denial plus, her depression, and my father wasn't any better.
My grandparents couldn't do anything about it, and decided to just take me and raise me themselves. And when my mother was a lot better, they gave me back to my parents.
While she still treats me like her own daughter, I couldn't not see how much they favored my twin. She gets better presents in Christmases and Birthdays, she was given privileges in which I don't even get offered to. Those are just the little things, but for the little girl I once was, it hurt her more than anything. After recalling all those and going quiet for a short while, I abruptly stood up. "I'm gonna go dance."
I didn't give my friends a chance to talk and immediately went for the dance floor, where drunk and sweaty bodies were busy rubbing each other.
I normally wouldn't have consider joining this noisy crowd but for tonight, just for tonight, I will let myself go.
Twirling, twerking, and even grinding my body to strangers. I didn't care. I was drunk, and everything seems like a blur. That was when my back bumped into someone.
"Oh, sorry." I said, giggling as I tried to push my heavy body away.
But I was unable to do so when his arms made its way to my waist, securing it there tightly as he pulled me even closer to him. His actions made me freeze. I looked up to meet his eyes and I gasped as he was looking at me so intensely.
"Now you've done it."
"A mere human dares to love a God?" In a world where humans with special abilities aren't rare, Gods and Goddesses mingle with them, going unnoticed as they blended naturally with them. But maybe... just maybe, the Goddess of Death's decision to descend was a bad idea. "I know I am nothing but a lowly creature to you, your grace, but--" "But what?" Her face shows no emotions as she stares at the young man in front of her. He looks decent, but still unworthy of a beauty such as herself. The young man met her eyes, "Please let me prove myself to you."
𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐝'𝐬 𝐒𝐨𝐧 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐓𝐰𝐨 Waking up in a dark, cold room.. Althea Venisse forgot about her identity. She doesn't know why she lost her memory, and when she began forgetting about her everything. All she knows is that it felt like something was missing. A man introduced himself as Lucas Hudson.. who said to be her husband. The same man also introduced a little boy to her who he said was named Logan Hudson, their "child". Everything seems to be a little confusing to her.. especially when her "husband" involved her into something called, 𝙈𝙖𝙛𝙞𝙖.
(Tagalog) Alziyena is a victim of one night stand, with a guy that claimed she was his own. Much to her surprise and her family's disappointment, she was now carrying the result of enjoying a night of pleasure. Receiving a sudden proposal, experiencing bullets twice, and now this mysterious guy Mafia Lord? Can she even survive carrying the Mafia Lord's Son?
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
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?"
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
RATED 18+ (WARNING) - EXPLICIT SCENES. "Strip for me" the beastly alpha called, his voice echoed from his dark cell, causing a shiver to go down her body. She couldn't fight the way her body reacts to him. Her nipples harden from his touch. "I can smell your wetness omega" he mutters, his hands tracing under her skirt till he feels up her wet jeweled folds, causing a hiss from her lips as his fingers push in. He whispers to he ears, a voice filled the dangerous promise "you are mine" .******. Elise Aldermen is the daughter of the Silvernight Pack's chief alpha. She has waited her whole life for her marriage ceremony, hoping it would be the best day of her life. However, she gets the shock of a lifetime when her betrothed coldly rejects her and makes her a slave after finding out her true origins, even though they were already bound. Not Not only is she claimed to be a bastard on her mating day, but she is also disowned and rejected by her pack and mate. Elise's life turns into a nightmare as she is thrown into the dungeons as the cruel alpha's slave, only to be handed off to his greatest beastly champion, who dwells in the dark cells. Elise soon discovers that the beast she is now forced to be marked and bound to is more than a monster; this beastly alpha could also be her fated mate.
"Ms. Crawford, it’s time for you to divorce Mr. Larsen and come home. You're the only heiress the Master's waiting for.” ~•~ For the sake of love, Amara accepted the arranged marriage with Tobias William Larsen. She did everything to gain her husband’s heart but when his old love returned, she realized that all her effort was all for naught. Tobias demanded a divorce on the night of their wedding anniversary, even at the price of threatening her. Heartbroken, she finally dropped all her illusions about him and returned home to be the heiress. The next time she met Tobias, they were no longer couples but opponents. "Mr. Larsen, should I remind you again? We've divorced." "Amara, that's the stupidest mistake I've ever made. Please come back to me."