After being framed by her boyfriend and best friend, Nicole ended up spending the night with a mysterious stranger. She thoroughly enjoyed the unexpected rendezvous, but when she woke up the next morning, she couldn't help but feel bad about what she did. All of her guilt, however, was washed away when she saw the face of the man lying next to her. "He's... beautiful," she whispered, awed by what she was seeing. Her guilt quickly turned into shame, and it drove her to leave the man a bit of money before she left. Kerr was astounded. 'Did that woman try to pay me? Like a prostitute?' he thought, offended. "Ask the hotel manager for the surveillance video," he commanded his assistant authoritatively, his eyebrows furrowed. He had a determined expression on his face. "I want to find out who was in my room last night." 'And when I find that woman, I'm going to teach her a lesson!' Where will their story go?
Nicole Morgan woke up in an unfamiliar bed completely bare, she was puzzled.
When she moved a bit, there beside was a warm and robust... man's body?!!
Nicole immediately covered her mouth that she didn't scream right away. Some vague memories flooded into her mind...
***
Last night, in dizzying, she was held by her bestie Fiona into a hotel room.
"Get in there you bitch! " Fiona threw her heavily on the bed and firmly closed the door of the dimly lit room.
"Who are you? How can you into here?" That was a low, magnetic male voice.
Nicole, whose consciousness gradually got confused, couldn't identify the voice.
Nicole only felt hot and there was fire arousing from her heart. This feeling of exhilaration was weird and strange, wile this sexy male voice seemed to be inviting her. She lost her last ounce of control and wrapped her arms around the man's neck and pressed her soft lips to him and passionately kissed him.
"Are you sure you want it?" The man's voice sounded a little hoarse with a hard restraint.
This was the last sentence that Nicole heard before loosing her mind.
"Yes, help me..." By instinct, Nicole stroked the man's body indiscriminately. She felt even hotter and wanted more. Then she held the man tighter and climbed her slender legs on his strong and lean waist.
"Fuc..." With a low curse the man rolled over and pressed Nicole down on the bed.
At first, with the man's touch, the heated alien and dryness in Nicole's body's seemed to be soothed. Next, a piercing pain suddenly made Nicole's tears out. But soon, with the gentle and rhythmic swing of the man, the pain slowly gone and replaced by an amazing pleasure. Finally, Nicole only remembered a tremendous satisfaction surrounded her...
***
'No no no! What the hell I'm thinking about!' Nicole patted her face to regain her senses. The aches and pains in her body told her that what happened was not a dream. Rubbing her nasal bridge, she tried to recall everything that happened to her yesterday.
Okay... I remember Gregory telling me that he had a surprise for me, and told me to wait for him at the hotel room 1010. Then Fiona brought me a glass of water and led me.... and I drank that... Those two bastards!' Nicole narrowed her eyes and teeth clenched.
She looked again at her side, the man was still sleeping soundly, his handsome face suddenly stuck all her thoughts. In the dim room light, he looked so attractive that Nicole could hardly move her eyes away.
The quilt was wrapped around his waist, revealing his beautifully shaped chest muscles and firm arms. His eight pads were half-covered under the quilt.
Looking at this stunning handsome man, Nicole sighed in her heart, 'Although it's my first time, after all, it's with such a hot guy. Well, I was drugged and you helped me. Then we're even.'
Nicole gingerly got out of bed and picked up her scattered clothes from the floor.
As she tiptoed to the door, she subconsciously glanced at the door sign. It's... room 1001?
'Stupid Fiona, so did she send me to the wrong room?'
Thought about something suddenly, Nicole retreated back into the room.
She took out her wallet, pulled out all her money, and placed it all on the bedside cabinet, 'Alright, this time, I really owe you nothing at all. Byee- Mr. Handsome, and see you never again!'
Upon out of the hotel, Nicole immediately took a taxi to her boyfriend, Gregory's house. She's going to ask him for the truth.
Before she opened the door, she had envisaged a myriad of possibilities. But what lay before her was indeed the one she least expected-clothes were scattered all over the floor from the door to the stairs. She could recognize that there was even a dark blue tie she had gifted to Gregory. Now it was on the ground like crumpled garbage. The moans of excitement waft from the bedroom.
"Oh Gregory, you're my soldier! Ah, again and deeper!" It's Fiona with no doubt.
"Baby you're so beautiful and good at it, oh..." Gregory's voice was definitely rapturous.
"How does it compare to Nicole? Who's better?"
"You're the best, love. Don't mention about her at this wonderful moment. She didn't even allow me to touch her!" The bed was still creaking as their thrusting while Nicole heard a sneer from Gregory, " Then let this hypocritical and pretentious woman make a sacrifice for our business. See if she regrets not letting me do her when she's under that old man's lean stick."
Hearing their words, Nicole was trembling with fury. She couldn't stand it anymore and grabbed a high heel shoe on the floor and threw it to the bed towards them, "Remember close the door next time! You're so shameless and disgusting, makes me throw up almost!"
Gregory stared blankly at the sudden appeared Nicola, but there was no guilt or lingering on his face.
Fiona, on the other hand, stood up from the bed justifiably right in frond of Nicole, draped herself over Gregory's shirt, and not embarrassing at all, "Nicole, now that you've seen it, I'll be straightforward to you. Gregory and I-
"Nonono, put on your clothes first!" Nicole sided her head away and squinted her eyes as if something was hurting her sight, "Even if you like to show yourself this way, I have no interest in such a scene of the red-light district."
"YOU!" Fiona pointed at Nicole angrily but couldn't say anymore words.
Nicole turned to Gregory and laughed indifferently, "You did that to me, is this what you are all about? You fancy such a woman as your type?" Obvious disgust was in Nicole's eyes.
"And Fiona, I used to see you as my best friend and took care of you. You see, I was just afraid to tell you this because it might hurt your feelings, but ever since we were kids, the clothes you wore were my old clothes and the things you used were also my old stuffs. But I didn't expect you to even pick up a second-hand man from me. Isn't that funny?" Ninole smiled disdainfully, "It seems that you only deserve the used trash I don't want anymore."
These words shot the most hurting point of Fiona. Her father used to be the driver of the Morgans. She was vain by nature and felt inferior because of her humble background.
Not even waiting for Fiona to retort, Gregory, who was still bare in the blanket, pointed at Nicole and cursed in shout, "Nicole, who do you think you are? What I hate most is your pride! You are no longer the honorable Miss Morgan from that great family! Don't forget your father dead and your family fell! Now, YOU, are the one I don't want anymore!" Apparently, he was furious as being described as 'a second-hand man like trash.'
Gregory then showed a vicious smile, "And you don't have to speak lowly of Fiona and me. Dare you tell me, last night, I asked you to come to me, but who did you stay with and what did you do over this night?"
After being framed by her boyfriend and best friend, Nicole ended up spending the night with a mysterious stranger. She thoroughly enjoyed the unexpected rendezvous, but when she woke up the next morning, she couldn’t help but feel bad about what she did. All of her guilt, however, was washed away when she saw the face of the man lying next to her. “He’s... beautiful,” she whispered, awed by what she was seeing. Her guilt quickly turned into shame, and it drove her to leave the man a bit of money before she left. Kerr was astounded. ‘Did that woman try to pay me? Like a prostitute?’ he thought, offended. “Ask the hotel manager for the surveillance video,” he commanded his assistant authoritatively, his eyebrows furrowed. He had a determined expression on his face. “I want to find out who was in my room last night.” ‘And when I find that woman, I’m going to teach her a lesson!’ Where will their story go?
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.
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”
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!”
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
June Rivera was divorced by her husband after three years of marriage because he wanted to be with her sister who was pregnant for him. Kicked to the curb with a divorce and rejected by her parents,she struggles to make ends meet and get a job until she saves Luis Ambrose from an accident - the only child of Rafael Ambrose, a widowed man and the CEO of Ambrose Corporation. When little Luis asks to have her as a nanny, and Rafael's mother pressures him to get married, they draw a contract. To be Luis's nanny and his fake wife for one year in exchange for 50 million dollars!