Orphaned at a young age along with his siblings, Auden is an irresistibly hot billionaire with a dark past, and a future that isn't certain. Family, to Auden, meant everythingâ and when a trail from his past ends up disrupting his family unexpectedly, he had no choice but to bring the big guns out. A life filled with Guns, knives and snipers, is what Aria unknowingly got herself into, and now she has no other choice than to be on a wild run with Auden or get killed in the blink of an eye. It was reckless and crazy, extremely dangerous and life threatening, but then love sometimes chooses to bloom in unexpected situations.
He trailed his index finger down my scantily clad back, save for the fragile silkiness of my flimsy bra and flashed me a smug grin on feeling the goosebumps spread over every spot his light feathery touch met. He had sent a text a few minutes ago, requesting for my presence in his office, and as his personal secretary, I had no other choice than to heed to his order... Not like I was complaining, seeing as my mind had been on the kiss we shared in the elevator yesterday, and here we are at this very moment.
He lifted his long fingers and trailed them down the side of my face before clasping my jaw firmly in his hand and lifting my face to stare right into his deep gaze. I blinked once then twice, trying hard to hold his unwavering gaze with mine.
His face inched closer to mine, making my breath hitch in my throat in anticipation of one of his intoxicating kisses, but to my disappointment, his lips didn't touch my parted lips, instead he slightly hovered a few inches away from my mouth, his fresh breath filling up my lungs intoxicatedly.
"You know, you'd look more beautiful on your knees before me," Auden breathed out directly over my lips and my breath hitched in my throat again.
"Iâ" I attempted saying something but he slipped his thumb between my parted lips and said one word.
"Suck."
Before thinking about what the heck it was that I was getting myself into, my lips wrapped themselves around his large thumb compared to my tiny, cute painted ones and sucked strongly on it, the slight salty taste of his thumb bursted on my taste buds, sending a heady rush into my head, making me let out a small whimper unintentionally, that thankfully got muffled by him thumb, but with the way his gaze just darkened, I wasn't so sure he hasn't heard that embarrassingly, needy sound.
I flicked my tongue over the tip of his neat, short nail before sucking strongly on it again. A husky groan slipped past his lips just as he began to trail his thumb over the roof of my mouth, the tiny prickles of pleasure which shot out right from his soft but determined strokes of his wet thumb in my mouth was so unprepared, making the pleasure rush straight into my heated core.
I clenched my thighs tight against each other as I tried to stifle the moans that were threatening to spill out, I sucked on his fingers for a moment longer, being unable to resist the heady strokes of his thumb and his other hand stroking the roots of my hair passionately. I parted my lips and a string of breathless moans managed to slid past his thumb, a quiet, "Fuck," followed suit too. "Yeah, just like that... This is how you're going to be working these pretty lips of yours on my cock." Auden's deep voice made me snap my eyes open immediately, eyes I didn't even realize I had shut. Feeling bold all of a sudden, I released the strong hold of my lips on his now very wet thumb and drawled out. "Oh yeah?" He trailed the wet thumb I just sucked on down my throat before skimming it lightly over my left puckered nipple, I sucked in a moan when his wet thumb ghosted over my nipple again, the wet, barely-there touch driving me crazy.
"Yeah, you're going to be sucking me off nice and good." I forced my fluttering eyes to remain open before throwing my long hair back and biting on my lips lightly when he skimmed his thumb over my left nipple again, the silkiness of the white colored bra I had on did nothing to hide my twin aroused friends from his ever wandering eyes.
"Aren't you going to go on your knees before me too, you'd look very strong in that position." I didn't know where the courage came from, I only found the words that came into my mind a second being projected in the next.
He chuckled lightly, then he raised his two hands and dug them into my hair, his warm fingertips grazed my sensitive scalp slowly as his fingers danced around as if looking for something.
My mouth fell open in pleasure before I pressed my head into his fingers more strongly, not wanting the feeling to dissolve into thin air this time.
"Of course I'm going to go on my knees and send you to hell and back with pleasure, cause all our twisted fantasies happen there. But I wouldn't just be going down on my knees, I'll lift you up on my shoulders and give you a taste of heaven with my tongue. And let's not forget how you're going to sit on my face and feed me your thoroughly fucked pussy once I'm done with you." I swallowed audibly as those words got whispered into my ear, I squeezed my thighs together when I felt his warm, thick tongue lick around my ear, he trailed his tongue around the tip of my ear while I held my breath in anticipation before moaning loudly on feeling his tongue wiggle into my ear at the same time, his other right index finger got pushed into my lips which parted unconsciously in my moaning throes, I wrapped my lips on his index finger and sucked on it hard, the surface of my tongue moving along his finger hungrily. He removed his finger from my mouth just as a wayward image of him fulfilling all his dirty promises flashed in my mind. "You're going to do all those?"
"I'm going to be doing those and more, but for now, you're going to suck," He replied me just as his fingers left my head, I missed the warmth of his fingertips immediately, I lifted my fingers to my hair and smiled on feeling the braided tip of my long hair, he had braided it to enable me easier assess while sucking him off.
"You know, you always look so much better when I mark you up." He husked out as he palmed my burning cheeks. I buried my face in the soft, silky sheets some more, muffling the stuttered whimper that bubbled past my throat. "If you're going to act like a desperate little brat, I'm going to treat you like one. Got It?â âââ When eighteen year old Miaâs identical twin gets betrothed to an underboss, Mia was silently grateful for being the least favorite twin who was never noticed. Her relief was abruptly shortened when her twin disappeared on her wedding day, which resulted in Mia being forced to take her twinâs spot and marry a man way older than her father. Mia thought her life could never get any worse, but was proved wrong on her wedding night, when her newly wedded husband was killed and she was being kidnapped by a Mafia Lord hellbent on getting revenge on her father through her, showing her just how cruel and heartless, power starved and rage-blinded men could be. And yet, Mia found herself falling. Falling ridiculously fast, for the most dangerous mafia lord to ever walk the earth. Lorenzo Domenico, the one who never dies. All Lorenzo wanted was to get revenge, he was supposed to put a bullet through the petite girlâs pretty face and send her body back to her father as a present. But somehow, here he wasâ willing to go to any lengths to protect, keep her safe, and all to himself.
âMummy, Is the President our daddy?â Layla asked curiously, head tilted sideways. Her brothers listened in attentively, obviously wanting a response. I forced out a chuckle as I crouched low before her to cup her soft cheeks. âHoney, the president isnât your daddy. The President is a very wicked person.â âBut, we met him today and he was very polite. He even complimented my hair.â Layla continued earnestly and my heart hammered against my chest fearfully. âCupcakes, whenever you run into the President; stay away from him because heâs very cruel, okay?â ~~~ Zendaya Montclair unwillingly got into a contract marriage with the President and suffered a great deal in the marriageâ from having to break up with her high school sweetheart because of the marriage, to depression, to public humiliationâ to her ex-boyfriend whom she was still in love with, getting married to her supposed best friend. Zendaya was heartbroken. She got drunk that night and spent it in her husbandâs bed, which instantly led to an accidental pregnancy. The President wanted her to get rid of the pregnancy because he never saw her as a mother of his future children and only a wife of convenience. That was the last straw. Zendaya left everything behind and fled, promising herself to come back for revenge on every single person who had wronged her. Including the President, she was going to make him pay!
âI hate you. Iâve always hated you.â He gruffed in annoyance and I snorted while folding my arms. âBest believe the feeling is fucking mutual.â âCare to explain why youâre always giving me the âlookâ then?â He demanded, a smirk tugging at the sides of his lips. âWhat stupid look?â âLike you want me to fuck you.â ~~~ It was a hate-at-first-sight thing. Ava would gladly strangle the ridiculously rude stranger who had collided into her and ruined her entire plans for the day, while Mason never wanted to have another encounter with the clumsiest person he had ever come across. Neither of them expected that the next time theyâd be seeing each other again, is to be officially introduced to one another as step siblings. Things didnât get better from there, it got worse. Especially now that they had to live in the same house. Things drastically take a left turn when their parents plans a âfirst familyâs vacationâ, but were unable to make an appearance as scheduled because of some last minute changes, leaving Ava and Mason by themselves, all alone on an island. For three weeks. Ava passionately hated Mason, until she didn't. Till she couldnât pretend to not notice how insanely good looking he was⌠till she couldnât pretend to be immune to Masonâs intense gaze and lingering touches⌠Till she couldnât deny that she wanted Mason to play her curvy body like she was his favorite guitar⌠Till she couldnât deny that she had gone ahead and fallen head over heels, for Mason.
âDonât make me repeat myself twice, part those legs for me, Bunny.â His deep voice which always sends my brain reeling due to how silky it sounds, washed over me slowly as he murmured quietly against my throat. I tried to point out to him that there was no way Iâd be able to do as told with his legs still pinning mine down, but the words died down in my throat when he sucked the skin over my beating pulse into his mouth. âGo on. You want to be good for me, donât you?â âIâ I do.â I choked out, letting out a breathy whimper when he wrapped his free hand around my throat and squeezed on it a little. âââ Forced to marry the ruthless mafia lord, whom everyone was afraid of at the age of eighteen, Sofia had no other choice but to follow her fatherâs wishes like a dutiful daughter was supposed to. While Luca Ricci only took a wife, because he wasnât getting any younger at the age of thirty-three. She was the angel to his demons, the light to his darkness, the innocence to his sins⌠He wanted to protect her, since the moment he locked eyes with hers on their wedding day and saw the amount of fright brewing in it. He wanted to make her good for him, to mark her as his; with his handprints on her ass and his cum dripping off her face. To own her completely, to wrap his hand around her throat and do so many sinful things to her body. But he was the mafia lord, and danger just seems to be lurking around him, wherever he goes, and in whatever he does. He must protect his wife at all costs.
Arranged to marry a man she had never met at age twenty, Caroline wasnât keen about it, but ended up reluctantly agreeing to the contract marriage on realizing there was going to be a huge sum of money involved. The marriage ended up being a complete whirlpool of different things for Caroline and her husband, Richard, and they ended up getting a divorce, before parting ways. Five years into the future, a freshly shot patient gets rushed to the hospital in which Caroline works, who surprising turns out to be her ex-husband, Richard. Love really does bloom in unexpected situations and Richard ends up falling for Caroline harder than he ever thought possible, realizing that he could never let her go this time, especially now that he knew she had beared him a son.
Gina is a young, hard working lady who gets heart broken on realizing that her boyfriend had been cheating on her ever since they started dating. Single and determined to take life as it comes, Gina comes across Henry, a good looking billionaire whom she misunderstood at first glance â which led them to part ways on the wrong foot. Unfortunately for her, where she ended up finding a job, was owned by Henryâ and he refused her from getting offered a job immediately. Gina desperately apologized for the previous time they met because she desperately needed the job at that moment. Henry finally throws her a deal, for her to get married to him for a certain period of time, before she could get offered a job. Gina thinks that was the most absurd thing sheâs ever heard, but that didnât stop her from agreeing to get married to him when she saw the amount of money that was involved. Along the line, plans gets ruined, feelings gets hatched unknowingly and both individuals would come to realize just how fast and hard they were falling for one another, unhinged.
Three years ago, the Moore family opposed Charles Moore's choice to marry his beloved woman and selected Scarlett Riley as his bride. Charles didn't love her. In fact, he hated her. Not long after they got married, Scarlett received an offer from her dream university and jumped on it. Three years later, Charles's beloved woman fell terribly ill. In order to fulfill her last wish, he called Scarlett back and presented her with a divorce agreement. Scarlett was deeply hurt by Charles's abrupt decision, but she chose to let him go and agreed to sign the divorce papers. However, Charles seemed to delay the process deliberately, leaving Scarlett confused and frustrated. Now, Scarlett was trapped between the consequences of Charles's indecision. Would she be able to break free from him? Would Charles eventually come to his senses and face his true feelings?
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. ************************************************************************************************************************ âI want to get a divorce, Mark,â I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first timeâeven 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.
In their three years of marriage, Chelsea had been a dutiful wife to Edmund. She used to think that her love and care would someday melt Edmund's cold heart, but she was wrong. Finally, she couldn't take the disappointment any longer and chose to end the marriage. Edmund had always thought that his wife was just boring and dull. So it was shocking when Chelsea suddenly threw divorce papers at his face in front of everyone at the Nelson Group's anniversary party. How humiliating! After that, everyone thought that the formerly-married couple would never see each other again, even Chelsea. Once again, she thought wrong. Sometime later, at an award ceremony, Chelsea went onstage to accept the award for best screenplay. Her ex-husband, Edmund, was the one presenting the award to her. As he handed her the trophy, he suddenly reached for her hand and pleaded humbly in front of the audience, "Chelsea, I'm sorry I didn't cherish you before. Could you please give me another chance?" Chelsea looked at him indifferently. "I'm sorry, Mr. Nelson. My only concern now is my business." Edmund's heart was shattered into a million pieces. "Chelsea, I really can't live without you." But his ex-wife just walked away. Wasn't it better for her to just concentrate on her career? Men would only distract herâespecially her ex-husband.
It took only a second for a person's world to come crashing down. This was what happened in Hannah's case. For four years, she gave her husband her all, but one day, he said emotionlessly, "Let's get divorced." Hannah's heart broke into a million pieces as she signed the divorce papers, marking the end of her role as a devoted wife. Within Hannah, a strong woman awakened, vowing never to be beholden to any man again. Embracing her new life, she embarked on a journey to find herself and command her own destiny. By the time she returned, she had experienced so much growth and was now completely different from the docile wife everyone once knew. "Is this your latest trick to get my attention?" Hannah's ever-so-arrogant husband asked. Before she could retort, a handsome and domineering CEO pulled her into his embrace. He smiled down at her and said boldly to her ex, "Just a little heads-up, mister. This is my beloved wife. Keep off!"
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
June Rivera was divorced by her husband after three years of marriage 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 Corps. When little Luis asks to have her as a nanny, and Rafeal'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!