Zaniyah Moore was born into a prosperous family. She possesses abundance, beauty, and talent. Nonetheless, in an unforeseeable twist of destiny, she and her family lost everything. Her parents were indebted, and she had no idea how to repay such a large sum of money. The debt collector desires for her to fulfill all of the Moore family's debts. She did not anticipate, however, that in the midst of her adversity, her long-lost childhood sweetheart would return. Not to rescue her, but to take her as his own. Ambrose Ward, the ruthless Flame Leopard Group Billionaire. Zaniyah's relationship with Ambrose was a living nightmare since she was tortured and abused of love, and it is hard to replace Ambrose's late wife. What can Zaniyah endure for Ambrose owing to their divergent love convictions? How long will she continue to love Ambrose? And ... How long is she expected to serve as a replacement wife?
Zaniyah's Point of View
I had completely forgotten how long I had been imprisoned in this house or how I ended myself in the company of a ruthless, harsh, and wicked monster. I wish I could knock myself senseless of the fact that the man I desire is merciless.
"Zaniyah."
He quietly calls me to the door. His voice was stern yet strong, and I felt obliged to open the door.
As my hand trembled, I opened it. Our eyes connected, but I was the first to withdraw when I saw his disgusted gaze again, as if I were dirt in front of him.
I took a step back and bowed. "D-do you need anything from me?"
I clenched the sleeveless shirt in my hands and fondled them.
I lifted my eyes when he did not respond.
However, I came to a halt when I saw blood on the side of his tuxedo. My body grew progressively motionless as it froze.
"YOU HAVE BLOOD!" My sense returned to reality because of what I was seeing.
I was about to touch his side when he abruptly shoved me.
"I did not order you to touch me. Remove your filthy hands off." His voice is dead. He also raised his head and stroked his side. Sweat had already built up on his brow. "You are disgusting!"
I shuddered in response to what he said, but I refrained from him not allowing me to speak. "However, your wound-"
"I BOUGHT YOU! Regardless of what I do, it's none of your business!" He did not allow me to continue speaking because he insulted me again in his plummy voice, demonstrating his hate for me.
I tightened my grasp on the hem of my sleeveless shirt. Tears also formed in the corner of my eye.
"Then why did you bring me here?" I murmur to myself, but I know he heard. Slowly, my terrified face recovered and was replaced by an anxious one. "You may simply leave me to the debt collector, why did you rescue me if you would show me the same thing?"
Even though I was scared of what he would do to me, I still had bravery.
"Zaniyah." He throatily addressed me. "Don't ever set your thoughts to nonsensical stuff."
"It's not n-nonsense! No matter how much I think about why you brought me here, to be abused like this, my capacity cannot cope with it!" I wobbly uttered while stepping backwards.
He gave me a fatigued expression.
"I-I shall sleep now. Please, leave-"
I strangulated when he claimed my lips. He forced himself on my body although I resisted.
"Please! N-no! Stop!" I shrilled. I also closed my eyes due to the ferocity of his lips' movements.
I took a step back, but my foot met with something in the floor, which caused me to fall and he released me.
He accidentally lay his heavy body on mine.
I checked what was hitting me when I saw the flower vase.
I still couldn't recover when he tore my cover and seized my two hands. He pushed them to the side of my head.
"No! I'm b-begging you ..." I could no longer recognize my voice because it was so feeble.
But no matter what else I implored he would not listen. He still persisted in kissing me when I couldn't move my body.
When my body gave in to him, I felt his unexpected pause.
I used that opportunity to make one of my hands escape.
I discovered the shattered piece of flower vase in my hand. I clenched my palm and could no longer endure the crystal to puncture my flesh.
"I said s-stop!" I make piercing noises and pound him hard with my fist where the glass is.
I realized his face was also wounded by what I did.
I catch my breath as his eyes get intoxicated.
I could see the softening of his demeanor through his deep eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a hard stare.
He rose up, shifted his eyes away from me, and headed to the door.
"Heal your wound."
I watched him tighten his jaw, but he never returned my gaze, and I heard the door slam.
Rather than being glad that he had vanished, I became even more overwhelmed upon seeing his look.
How did I find myself in this predicament?
Even I like to believe that everything is a dream.
My parents owed money to Dwayne Salvador, the alligator debt collector. He is lending people money and triple the loan. My parents were drowning in debt, and the company for which they worked burst like a bubble.
On the day they intended to kidnap me as payment for what my parents owned, the guy I imagined to be a superhero similar to the one I watched on television appeared unexpectedly.
Ambrose Ward.
If you believe he paid off my parents' debts, you are mistaken.
He had money but chose not to pay, preferring instead...
He killed Dwayne Salvador.
At first, I assumed he was outraged because he was so eager to rescue me and my family.
However, I was wrong...
~Flashback~
"Mr. as well as Mrs. Moore. Our family used to have gatherings. You are probably aware that your child will not be abandoned by me. " A man speaking in monotone, trying not to frighten my parents who are now hugging because they are surrounded by men with granite bodies.
"A-ambrose... my child," my mother paused, unable to correctly compose the words she was about to speak.
After a few minutes, no one talked except for my father, who proceeded to express what my mother wanted to say.
"What are you going to do with my daughter?"
"...Your daughter." Ambrose stood up and approached me.
Everybody remained quiet.
He raised my chin and pressed the razor-sharp knife at my neck.
"Assume she is replacing someone who has died."
~Present time~
That is not the only memory that remains in my mind...
How he claimed my body that day still lingers.
"Loving you is the worst sin I've ever committed in my life, Tyron," Lizelle's bitter words seemed to burn her heart. The butterflies in her stomach died, the rain joined her lifeless heart, and above all, her self-loathing could not be erased as if it was a mark engraved on her entire being. What can we bestow for love? What can we waive? And what can we give up? People who were met at the wrong time and chance. How long can they forgive each other to forget the past?
[Warning! Explicit Content!] This is not a compilation of erotic short stories. This book is a long novel. Read at your own risk! [Book 1: Paddle me, Daddy] ••••••••••••• "Wealthy and renowned billionaire." Who doesn't like those words? Perhaps anybody, including myself, would spread their legs to be engaged to someone who has a title like that! Maybe if I was forced to tear my undies, I'd do it merely to get the attention of someone with a big name in the business and make my fantasy come true! But what if the illusion you believed would never come true becomes real? A billionaire who is wealthy and well-known... The issue is... his heinous attitude! I'm Rain Watson, and I've been hired as Damon Cooper's sex slave! But how could I continue serving him if he has the most evil behavior?! He grinned as he threw the money in my face and mocked me again, "So, Rain, tell me. Will you stretch your legs open or run away from me?"
After Grayson's mother's funeral, the named Acalan Miller offered him to train the Chinese traditional dance who used to dance way back in history. On the day of one of his performances, he met someone that seems familiar to him. The day of his visit to the store that he used to rent outfits, he saw the man again. There, he started to doubt the life he is living. Beneath his blossom and spring life is beyond conflicts and mystery. The leaves started to fall and snow began to pour. Where would destiny carry him?
Three years ago, Cecilia was left battered and alone by the man she loved most, Alston, yet she bravely completed the wedding ceremony while pregnant. Three years later, although they were married, they grew apart over time. Cecilia focused on her career, no longer foolishly believing in love. But her transformation instantly threw Alston into a panic... And what is the secret from 11 years ago that Cecilia has always been reluctant to reveal? *** "She went to a law firm, met with a lawyer..." A lawyer? Is Cecilia suing someone? Who? Is there any recent litigation against the company? Alston suddenly chuckled coldly, "Who could she sue? I'm the CEO of this company. How come such a matter doesn't come to me first?" The assistant swallowed nervously, speaking softly, "Sir, there's no litigation against the company. She met with... a divorce lawyer."
"The wedding is canceled. Furthermore, all collaboration between the Barkers and Larssons will cease from today onward!" After saying that, he coldly peeped at Samantha as if he was mocking her, or maybe he was even laughing at himself. He did not say anything more and strode off. Samantha stood there dumbfounded. The mocking chattering from all directions instantly drowned her. She felt a stiff cold as if thousands of swords were piercing her heart. ************* Samantha Larsson became a laughing stock when Timothy Barker publicly denounced their marriage. Two years later, she was tricked into going home and married a mysterious man, who was known to be disfigured and physically disabled! Nonetheless, she would fight until the end and destroy the scums, slowly getting her justice!
Rose looked at the reports in her hand and was in shock... The reports said that she was one month pregnant, however, how can she get pregnant when she didn't have any man in her life... "Was it because of that dream? Could I get pregnant because I have sex in my dream?" She thought... She didn't have any mental problems, however, except for this she can't able to think about anything... However, she still didn't get out of her surprise when she met the man in her dream... Kevin Davis looked at the reports in her hand and asked, "Is this child mine?" However, Rose didn't answer but asked... "Was that night not a dream?" Kevin was angry because it was his first time and she thinks it was a dream... Kevin forced her to marry him however, Rose didn't want it... She wanted to abort the child but he didn't let her... In the end... Rose agreed to marry him... She looked at Kevin's blue eyes and said, "I will marry you, however, I had two conditions..." "First, after marriage, you can't control my freedom, I still had the right to do whatever I want. Don't worry I won't harm the child." "Second, if I ever found out that you had cheated behind my back then I will leave with my child and you can't stop me..." Both of them got married... However, after she falls in love with him... She found there are hidden secrets in his past...
Life was perfect until she met her boyfriend's big brother. There was a forbidden law in the Night Shade Pack that if the head Alpha rejected his mate, he would be stripped of his position. Sophia's life would get connected with the law. She was an Omega who was dating the head Alpha's younger brother. Bryan Morrison, the head Alpha, was not only a cold-blooded man but also a charming business tycoon. His name was enough to cause other packs to tremble. He was known as a ruthless man. What if, by some twist of destiny, Sophia's path were to intertwine with his?
"It was just one night stand, and now I'm pregnant with triplets? Gosh!" Josephine Jade never thought that she would have to run away from her own family while pregnant. She was alone, without money, without connections, with three fetuses in her stomach. How can she survive? However, Josephine couldn't give up now, until she managed to reclaim her arbitrarily seized property and get back at everyone who tried to get rid of her. A sick child, a past crush that comes back, a mysterious eccentric man, and a family that hates her, will weave together the journey of Josephine Jade's new life. "You have no right to separate me from my children, you bastard! I will survive and you will submit to me. Just watch!"
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