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.
Heartbroken after being cheated on by her lover, Zofia vents her anger by sleeping with a gigolo. However, to her surprise, the man turns out not to be the gigolo she hired but instead the CEO of New Starlight Consortium named Xavier. As a result of their one-night stand, Zofia becomes pregnant and gives birth to quadruplets with special abilities. Upon learning that the Zillionaire is searching for her all over the country, Zofia fakes her death and leaves one of her babies, who suffers from a rare disease, with Xavier. Five years later, Zofia returns to New York under a new identity as the genius doctor Valencia Emberlynn. But Zofia's disguise only fuels hatred in Xavier's heart, causing him to relentlessly pursue her for revenge. Can Zofia melt Xavier's heart? And can she cure the rare disease afflicting Aiden, her eldest son?
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 family’s 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 can’t wait to rip her sweet little pussy with my dick while she’s shouting your name." *** Lyka de Luca had a plan to use her beauty and charm to take back Draconia, her aunt’s 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 Canada’s 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 company—Darklore, Inc—when her aunt fell ill. Lyka decided to use Blake Darklore’s long-standing infatuation with her to her advantage—the 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.—none other than the Prince-Of-Hell #3 himself—Aether 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 of…." "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. —And so, when his fiancée leaves him after catching him and Julia naked on his bed—all because of a drunken blunder—hell twitches to break loose. He’s determined to make Julia suffer— wrecked her for the rest of her life. But when Robert suddenly becomes silent for years, everyone believes he’s moved on in the end and forgot about that drunken night. But when he finds out that Julia hiding their Billionaire’s daughter from him for years, the anger that he once felt for her reappears in an instant. “No more weddings going on. Goodbye, Robert,” Camila said and quickly left the room. Robert just stared at the ring. He looks serious and doesn’t 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 can’t forgive me for what happened. I jumped so hard that Robert threw the ring and cursed loudly. “Goddammit!” 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 — just in case he let go of my neck but it didn’t happen. “Remember 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.” Robert violently released my neck before quickly getting dressed and leaving the room.
Blinded in a crash, Cary was rejected by every socialite—except Evelina, who married him without hesitation. Three years later, he regained his sight and ended their marriage. "We’ve already lost so many years. I won’t let her waste another one on me." Evelina signed the divorce papers without a word. Everyone mocked her fall—until they discovered that the miracle doctor, jewelry mogul, stock genius, top hacker, and the President's true daughter… were all her. When Cary came crawling back, a ruthless tycoon had him kicked out. "She's my wife now. Get lost."
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”
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."
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
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.