Kennedy was in love with Duncan DelaMerce, the Alpha that her father adopt and trained to be the next leader of their pack. Kennedy had only one wished to the moon goddess-that Alpha Duncan would be her destined mate. But to her dismay her wish did not come true. The moon goddess did not grant her only wish, Alpha Duncan already found his destined pairs.
Kennedy screamed out in surprise. When she looked at who was following her, it was none other than Duncan DelaMerce, the Alpha leader of the Silver Cross packs, and the last person she didn't want to see.
Her palms were sweating and her chest was tightening as she glanced up at him.
The sound of her heart continued pounding harder, and the sound of his footstep going towards her was the only thing she heard.
Seeing him again made her knees weak.
If only she stayed beside her fiancé, this would not have happened.
She knew she couldn't avoid him forever. But she was not ready to face him.
She calms herself and changes her expression to blank. She would not let him think that his presence was affecting her.
If not, because this is a birthday celebration for the empress. Kennedy wouldn't come to the palace in the first place.
But she had no choice. Glenn wants to form a connection with the other pack, and he wants to introduce her to everyone as his future Luna.
"It was nice meeting you, Sir Duncan. I'm going ahead; my fiancé is looking at me now. " She stressed the word "fiancé" just to stop him from approaching her again.
Avoiding his eyes on purpose, she walked past him. She wanted to thank herself that she had not trembled.
"Are you avoiding me on purpose?"
"No." She rolled her eyes, and the man chuckled. "You are," she snapped at his hands, which were suddenly clasped around her waist.
"Duncan! What are you doing? Let go of me! " She suddenly forgot to address him.
She was shocked. What if someone might see them? And worse, it was Glenn.
She breathed a sigh of relief when she noticed that there were only the two of them.
Glenn had no idea that the Silver Cross pack he hated was the old pack where her future luna was born and raised. It's better to avoid this man than to cause a problem between her and Glenn.
As someone like her would become the Luna of the Crimson Blue packs, it's not a good idea to see her alone with someone like Duncan DelaMerce, who has been linked to Princess Lilian, the 6th princess. There was a rumor that the emperor gave his daughter's hands to the new war hero, who was Duncan DelaMerce.
But until now, it was only speculation going around, and neither Duncan nor the princess confirmed it.
Duncan was still seen with various ladies.
She wondered why Duncan was still not introducing his Luna. The war had already ended, and it was about time for him to settle down.
Should she feel happy about him not introducing his mate or feel guilty because she was the reason why he could not be with his fated mate. She didn't know how long she would remain in his arms. His hand is still at her waist. The more she tried to get away from him, the more he tightened his grip.
It was hard for Kennedy not to smell his natural scent. She held herself back from gulping and clenched her fist. She was annoyed at all the people she could meet in this place.
Why him?
Kennedy swears to herself that she will avoid this man at all costs. But every time, Duncan still finds a way to cross their path.
He seemed no different from before. Duncan DelaMerce was still the same man Kennedy used to love. He was a man who had never shown a smile before. Why is he smiling at her now?
"Please Duncan!" Kennedy almost shouts at the top of her lungs. She stares around and looks for a way to escape. She didn't want to see or have a conversation with this man. He slowly released her. She took a step back.
"We need to talk, Kennedy."
What did this man need from her?
Does he not understand that she doesn't want to talk to him?
Every time Kennedy sees him, she recalls the things she wanted to forget.
On how she became like her mother just to get the man she loved.
She was so blinded by love that she knew, in the end, she would only get hurt.
"We have nothing to talk about." she said. She was restlessly looking for a way to escape from this man, but he was holding her wrist firmly.
"No. I refuse to talk with you! Did I tell you that the second time we meet, treat me like we don't know each other." Why was it hard for him to understand what she wanted?
"Can you listen to me?"
She doesn't know why this man is insisting on talking with her.
"Enough!"
Unexpectedly, Kennedy felt something soft touch her lips. She was not expecting what he did. That is why her expression was full of surprise.
"Ump--!" Both her eyes widened in shock; it was only then that she realized that Duncan was already kissing her. His kiss was gentle, till Kennedy felt his tongue slip inside her mouth. Her heart suddenly wanted to explode, as if she were out of breath. His hand is on the back of her head, holding her in place. It was like time had stopped for a long moment, unsure whether Kennedy wanted to push him, but he was strong enough for Kennedy, who tried everything to get away from his hold. Heat spread through Kennedy, and she could not imagine that she was kissing him back.
Kennedy tries to push him hard.
"Why are you doing this to me?" The first thing Kennedy asked when their lips parted? Kennedy still feels the taste of the blood coming from him when she bit him. She quickly wiped her mouth with her hand.
"You still have feelings for me," Duncan said, with a self-satisfied smirk that showed on his face while he laughed.
Kennedy glared at him. Tears were streaming down her cheeks without her noticing.
Curse this man!
Kennedy raised a hand to slap him but suddenly pulled her closed and struggled to escape from this man's embrace.
"Leave Glenn and come with me." Duncan was not smiling when he said it to her. "He was not the man for you."
"Are you serious? Why would I do what you said?"
"And who is the man for me?"
You seriously have time to play, Duncan DelaMerced!
"Do you think I was still the same Kennedy who was madly in love with you?" She said this while not taking her eyes off. "The naive, stupid, and foolish Kennedy, who will do everything to get the attention of an alpha like you!"
"But I am not going to make the same mistake again?"
Duncan chuckles. "We'll see."
"Are you threatening me?" It seems like Kennedy wants to scratch his annoying face.
Kennedy knew that Duncan wanted to punish her for everything she did. She left the pack without even paying for the sins she had committed.
Eden Williams, known as America's Sweetheart, her fame as an actress rose for her undeniable charm to attract fans. But not to Jonathan Martin who she has been in love with for a long time, this man was hard as stone who only treated women like garbage and plaything. The more Eden know him, the more she was upset...but why I still want to marry this man?
On her wedding night, Natalie's stepmother set her up to marry Jarvis, a disfigured and disabled man. Fortunately, she managed to escape, but little did she know that later she would fall for the man she was betrothed to.Jarvis pretended to be a poor man, but he didn't think that he'd fall head over heels for this woman.Their life went on until one day, Natalie found out her boyfriend's little secret."Huh? How could you have billions of dollars' worth of assets?" she asked in disbelief.Jarvis didn’t know how to respond.Being met with silence, she gritted her teeth angrily. "They said that you couldn't walk, but as far as I can see, you're strong enough to run a marathon."Still, he remained silent.Natalie continued, "They even said that you only have a few years to live. What about now?"Finally, Jarvis opened his mouth to explain. "Honey, this is all just a misunderstanding. Please calm down. Think about the baby.""Jarvis Braxton!"The man knelt down immediately.
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?"
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
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.
"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."
"'You shattered my heart into a million pieces, and now you're asking me to pick them up? You crushed my trust, and now you want me to hand it back to you? I'm still finding pieces of myself in the ruins you left behind. How can I give you another chance when I'm still rebuilding myself from the last one? I'd rather drown in my tears than drown in your love." Amy Snapped at Ryan. Cheated upon by her fiancee with her step sister, heartbroken Amy Carter found herself in a club where she drank herself into a stupor, leading to a one night stand with an unknown stranger. Pregnant and chased out of the house with nowhere to go, her life went downhill. Amy left the country to avoid further humiliation, promising to do just anything to nurture the kid in her stomach. However, she came back with her twin after six years. Finally, Billionaire Redford who had been in search of her, his one next stand from years ago, saw his chance to be with her and claim his children. Will Amy agree to the rekindling and find happiness from the one night of mistake and settle for the stranger she had one night stand with? Or do you think her ex boyfriend will win her over again after betraying her with her step sister? Read and find out....