Warning: Mature content 18+ Alyssa Brown Scotham. Alex Lambert Hampton. To join their family businesses, twenty-five-year-old hotel heiress Alyssa forced into a arrange marriage, did not get any attention and love from her emotionless and distant husband, Lambert, who had never liked her from the beginning. Because of Lambert Ex-girlfriend. Disdain everything, she was happy because Lambert was exactly the man of her sweet dreams she created in her mind. But as days and months passed by and yet she did not receive a hint of love from Lambert, she ended up having an affair, find happiness in the arms of another man, worsening their already complicated-relationship. She now had to pay for her mistakes and try to fix what was broken in the first place. But what if she's already too late to earn her husband's love and trust back...? "Lambert, I'm sorry." I emphasized my word so that he would feel I was serious. "Please. What do you want me to do just so you can forgive me?" He pushed me slightly away from him and shot me a sharp and frightening look. "Be my sex slave then."
ALYSSA
"And who the fuck you gave the permission to leave this God damn house, Alyssa? Who the fuck?"
I was almost deafened by the loud screams of my husband, Lambert... Tears welled up in my eyes as he gripped my long hair so tightly, and there was nothing I could do to stop him.
His face turned even more red with anger. "You...You didn't answer me, you bitch! I'm asking who said you could leave? Answer!"
I could no longer hold back my tears. I don't care how many times he hurts me or yells at me. But I can't stand him calling me a bitch. It hurts. Very hurts. Because I am not that one, God knows I'm not!
"What! you're not really going to answer?" He pinched my cheek so that the loud sob that I had been suppressing disappeared. "You still want to hurt yourself?"
"I-I'm sorry. I just met Ishani." I told the truth, but he didn't seem to believe me.
He closed his eyes tightly and suddenly gave me a loud slap. "Liar!"
I fell to the floor!
It was as if I was deafened by the force of his hard slap, and I could only hear my cries and sobs.
My right cheek was numb from the pain, but the fact that I was his wife was even more painful, but he could do it to me.
He pulled my hair again and forced me to stand up. I screamed in pain! It was as if my hair was about to be removed from my scalp.
I grabbed his arm because I felt like I was going to fall again. My knees were getting weak. I don't think I can accept his next pain.
"You mean, you've met your man again!" he shouted right in my face. "Can't you really get along with me, huh? Why do you keep meeting other guys? Am I not enough?"
"I have no one else, Lambert. How many times do I have to tell you that?"
"I don't care how many times you say it because I will never believe your lies again!" He suddenly picked me up and threw me on our bed.
I immediately pulled the blanket and covered myself because I already knew what he was up to with me.
"What did your man do earlier, huh?" He had already unbuckled the belt of his slacks. "Did he fuck you so good? Is he better than me?"
I tightened my grip on the blanket. I want to tell him, 'Not now please ... not now'. My body was weakening, and I couldn't take it anymore.
But I still couldn't fight back. I was even more confused when he pulled my leg and forcibly removed the blanket wrapped around me. "P-please, Lambert, no!"
I cried harder, but he didn't really feel sorry for me. He even forced me to stand at the foot of the bed.
She lifted my skirt and took off my panties. I struggled, but he just squeezed my hands behind my back and did what he wanted to me.
I could do nothing but cry. I cried until he got tired of what he was doing. I'm his wife, but he treats me like that; it's like he's going to kill me.
Very painful! I hope he just really left me. I hope he just left me if he couldn't forgive me for the sin I committed.
Everything...All has changed since that day. My own husband hated me even more now than he did before. He hates me so much...to death. He now only wants my body and wild filthy sex with me. And that hurts me so much and breaks my heart.
For three years, I waited to become the perfect Luna for my pack, to give the Alpha an heir. Three years of lies, of being the outsider in someone else's love story. Three years of grieving the loss of my baby and plotting revenge against the man who disfigured my face and ruined my womb. I had two choices: die at the hands of my own pack or escape and survive. I chose to hide and live. The Lycan King, Fenrir Lycros-the most bloodthirsty, ruthless ruler to ever lead the werewolves with an iron fist-made me his personal maid. It was the most dangerous role I could have, where even the slightest mistake could cost me my life. But no one from my past would think to look for me here. "Always be submissive, don't speak unless spoken to, don't listen, don't see anything, don't disturb the Lycan or you will die," were the simple rules I followed. I thought I was doing well-until one day, the King made me an offer I couldn't refuse. "Do you want me to save those people? Then give yourself to me tonight. Be my woman. I desire you, and I know you feel the same. Just once, Raven, only once..." But it wasn't just once. Passion turned into something deeper, something neither of us could deny. That cold, untamable man had somehow conquered my heart as well. However, when the past returned to haunt me and the truth about my birth came to light, I faced another choice: run from the Lycan King or wait for his mercy. "I'm sorry, but this time, I won't lose my pups again-not even for you, Fenrir Lycros."
Claudia often criticizes her life situation. She grew up living with her grandmother and her younger brother. She studies hard to secure a good job for her familyâs future. She always thought of marrying someone rich or well-to-do, a life that she can live with certainty every day. She met Marcus de Santis, a construction worker - tall, sturdy, handsome, and close to her family. He even stole her first kiss! When he began to court her, Claudia almost forgot what she was dreaming about. Until she accidentally met Martin Lawson. Due to a confused mind, she chose Martin, a perfect prince. But what if regret is all she feels since they got together? How can she mend the hearts that have been broken? And what if, one day, she discovers that Marcus de Santis is not just an ordinary person, but his real identity as the heir of a prominent family has remained a secret?
CONTENT WARNING: This story has mature scenes which are not suitable for young readers. *** "You know how to choose your woman, Darkstorm. She was a fucking come-hither. I saw her video from your CCTV files and I was jerking my dick the whole time I was watching her. I canât wait to rip her sweet little pussy with my dick while sheâs shouting your name." *** Lyka de Luca had a plan to use her beauty and charm to take back Draconia, her auntâs ancestral FamilyHouse, from the owner of the Darklore, Inc. But she did not expect to make a mistake... causing her to spent a pleasant night with none other than the Prince-Of-Hell and Canadaâs richest and ruthless finance magnate, Aether Damien Darkstorm. ***** Lyka de Luca, a beautiful gallery owner and a woman who has never been in a relationship, is fierce enough to reclaim Draconia, her ancestral property, which was sold to a private companyâDarklore, Incâwhen her aunt fell ill. Lyka decided to use Blake Darkloreâs long-standing infatuation with her to her advantageâthe man she believed to be the owner of the company. So, for the first time, she agreed to go on a date with him. But Lyka had unexpectedly fallen and made love with her date. After a few months, she discovered that the man she was with that night was not Blake Darklore, but the real owner of Darklore, Inc.ânone other than the Prince-Of-Hell #3 himselfâAether Damien Darkstorm. The Control freak and baddest Billionaire.
It was a sin to love him. It was a sin to desire him. She was his forbidden pleasure. She was his forbidden fruit. It was never right because she was the wife of his billionaire brother. Excerpt: He glanced at her, frowning. "What did you say?" She angrily squinted at him. "Lie on the floor. If you don't respect me, respect Lennox. I'm his wife." His stares became cold. "Respect?" He smirked coldly. "If I didn't respect him, you might be naked right now moaning my name." She couldn't look straight at him. "Lincoln, get out ofâŠ." "Look at me, Lorelei." She needed to be brave in front of him, or else he would be able to handle her again. So, she looked into his deep tantalizing eyes. Her throat was dry. "W-what?" She wanted to slap herself for stuttering. Stuttering in front of Lincoln Del Piero was a sign of weakness. And this evil man would exploit it. "Tell me, Lorelei," his hot breath hit her face, "If Lennox wasn't your husband, would you undress for me? Would you let me see your beautiful naked body? Would you let me penetrate you?"
Warning: Mature content 18+ Dedicated and hardworking, Julia Winston is known to be the only PA who lasted with the ruthless Billionaire of Steele Empire, Robert Steele. They called him the devil in a business suit. He is a control freak and a perfectionist. âAnd so, when his fiancĂ©e leaves him after catching him and Julia naked on his bedâall because of a drunken blunderâhell twitches to break loose. Heâs determined to make Julia sufferâ wrecked her for the rest of her life. But when Robert suddenly becomes silent for years, everyone believes heâs moved on in the end and forgot about that drunken night. But when he finds out that Julia hiding their Billionaireâs daughter from him for years, the anger that he once felt for her reappears in an instant. âNo more weddings going on. Goodbye, Robert,â Camila said and quickly left the room. Robert just stared at the ring. He looks serious and doesnât really move. I was nervous about what he could do to me. I knew my boss. I knew how ruthless he was. And I know he canât forgive me for what happened. I jumped so hard that Robert threw the ring and cursed loudly. âGoddammit!â He quickly got in front of me and without warning strangled my neck tightly. I held his hand when I felt the pain. I buried my nails in his hand and fought â just in case he let go of my neck but it didnât happen. âRemember this, fucking bitch. I..I will make your life a living hell. I will torture you until you beg me to just kill you. Be ready then.â Robert violently released my neck before quickly getting dressed and leaving the room.
To outsiders, Aileen was the adopted daughter of the Jefferson family, dismissed and scorned by all. Yet, in the underground racing world, she thrived as the dark rose, savoring the thrill and speed of night races. But her life took a new turn when Derek returned home, leading to a passionate night that diverted Aileen from the Jefferson family's path. Derek, the ruthless heir to the Jefferson legacy, tactfully steered the family's ambitions. Despite his control, he found himself captivated by Aileen-his adopted sister, business partner, and an exceptional racer-drawn to her enigmatic allure.
For seven years, Jillian pursued Bryan with unyielding passion, but he remained distant, his emotions tightly sealed. Disheartened, she left for overseas after graduating from college. Three years later, Jillian, now a successful attorney, sat provocatively on the lap of Bryan's competitor. She flashed Bryan a playful smile and taunted, "What's wrong, Bryan? Are you impotent?" Bryan's restraint shattered in an instant. In a swift motion, he scooped her up and tossed her onto the bed. The next morning, as Bryan woke up, Jillian flashed a mischievous smile. "Let's keep things casual, okay?"
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
Sheila had her back against the wall when her family tried to force her to marry an awful old man. In a fit of rage, she hired a gigolo to act as her husband. She thought the gigolo needed money and did this for a living. Little did she know that he was nothing like that. One day, he pulled off his mask and revealed himself to be the world's top magnate. This marked the beginning of their love. He showered her with everything she could ever want. They were happy. However, unexpected circumstances soon posed a threat to their love. Would Sheila and her husband make it through the storm? Find out!