"Bella! You don't have to be afraid. I will protect you. Whoever dares to touch you, I will kill them. " "Why do you love me? I'm a person with no money, no status, and I can't help you develop your business. I'm a useless person. Why are you treating me so well? Bella cried and pushed Otis out, Otis' gentle touch made Bella's heart tremble uncontrollably. Otis held Bella in his arms, gently stroked her hair, kissed her forehead, and whispered in Bella's ear in his soft voice. "Because you're the one who makes my heart flutter." --------------------------------------------- Otis was harmed by others by putting aphrodisiacs in drinking water. He accidentally meets Bella and makes love to her. After Otis wakes up, he regrets it and promises to make up for Bella's innocence.
When Bella just got home from work and went to the bathroom to change clothes, she just flushed and thought about what to cook later when she was startled by the loud banging on the door outside. She reflexively spoke up.
"Who's outside?"
Quiet space. No one answered her. Bella continued to flush when the knock on the door got louder and louder.
Roaring rumbling
Suddenly, a bad premonition rose in Bella's heart; cold sweat poured down her forehead as if she had just been steamed. She cautiously walked over and blocked the door with a bucket of water. Her intuition told her that something bad was coming.
Sure enough, before Bella had time to pull the bucket of water to block the door, the weak wooden door was smashed by someone. The pieces of wood flew all over the place and flew straight into her face. Bella looked stunned and looked ahead to find a familiar fat body. Suddenly, Oscar burst in, looking at Bella's naked body with his saliva dripping down his shirt. The old man did not hesitate but quickly rushed to hug her and began to grope around.
"My daughter is taking a bath, right? Is it convenient for my father to enjoy my tender young skin?"
The faint smell of alcohol emanating from Oscar's mouth made Bella vomit non-stop. She used all her strength to push him out, screaming.
Is anyone there? Help me! "
"Futile! Everyone hasn't left work yet. No one dares come and save you in this shabby inn. If you're shouting like that, it's better to bend down to serve my penis! "
As soon as Oscar finished his sentence, he quickly pressed Bella's head down, so that her face was facing the thing that was trying to poke through his rotten pants and get out. Despite being separated by a cloth, Bella could smell the stench emanating from his penis. Bella covered her mouth to prevent herself from throwing up in disgust.
Oscar saw this and raised his hand to slap her on the mouth, causing Bella to stumble to the ground, his mouth mumbling.
"What attitude do you have towards me?" Isn't this how humans are made? Pretend you don't like it? You and your mother are just whores for me to play. Obediently surrender to me. I will treat you and your mother well, or else. "
Without finishing the sentence, Bella immediately grabbed a hairdryer and hit Oscar's head. She didn't allow anyone to insult her mother, not even Oscar. While Oscar was still stunned on the floor, Bella quickly grabbed the scarf and put it on. Her small body climbed out of the window and ran away.
Bella ran and turned her head to watch, afraid that Oscar would chase her. Before she could turn around, Bella bumped into a man and fell backward. She quickly covered her sensitive area with a towel and looked at the man. Seeing that his face was not good, Bella immediately grabbed his shirt to escape but was caught by Minh Triet. He looked at her with annoyance and said,
"Give me back my shirt!" Who are you?"
Bella begged Otis, her face panicking as she had just met a ghost.
"Boss! I'm in a hurry. Can you lend me some? When I'm done, I'll pay you. "
"No! If you don't give it, I'll take your shirt off right here. "
"But I'm in a state of nakedness. Will you let me be laughed at?"
"What are you to me that I should care about?" I'll give you three seconds. If you don't automatically pay me, don't blame me.
But..."
Bella hesitated about what to do. If she didn't borrow his shirt, would she run naked in the middle of the street like a madwoman? Wondering what to do, Otis collapsed on top of Bella. She jumped back in panic, causing Otis to fall headfirst onto the ground.
Otis collapsed on the floor, cold sweat pouring from his forehead like a shower, his breath unusually panting. Bella saw that and turned to leave, leaving Otis lying there waiting to die. After walking for five minutes, Bella's conscience did not allow her to do evil, so she had to go back and help him with her.
Entering the hotel, Bella grabbed Otis by the shirt and asked the staff to help her carry him up to the room. The receptionist looked at her with disdain, like she was the kind of woman who cheated on good boys.
Bella put the strange man on the bed and rummaged through his wallet. On the surface, it looks like someone with money. She didn't know why she brought this man here. Bella let out an annoyed sigh and continued rummaging through. She couldn't believe this man couldn't afford to give her a normal outfit. Bella looked at the pile of cash in her purse. Before she could fix it, a warm hand hurriedly pulled her to her lap.
"What the hell are you doing?" Let me go! "
Bella panicked and shouted, screaming and pounding Otis with her hands, but in vain; she could not only get out but was squeezed, even more, accompanied by the man's warm whispering voice.
"Hot! I'm very hot! Help me! "
"If you're hot, I'll turn on the air conditioner for you. Don't touch me. Wait! Down there you can't touch. Hey, you."
The more Bella's tiny body writhed in an attempt to escape, the more hot blood he poured down, where it had been since then. It playfully poked Bella's inner thigh. Move to the forbidden area that trembles with the movement of Otis.
"Don't... please... Forgive me.
Bella no longer has the strength to fight Otis; she can only beg for mercy from him. Eyes wet like a kitten were looking at him pleadingly. Otis didn't stop. He roughly hugged her and laid her on the bed for an answer. Because of the drug's effect, Otis frantically kissed and bit on Bella's collarbone, causing her to let out an embarrassed slutty sound. The groan was so loud that it made passersby blush.
Just because of a fight for a man, Nelly wants to kill Celine just to get Ron, Celine's boyfriend. After killing Celine, Nelly happily returned to meet Ron. She accidentally created a meeting for Celine and Saint, the most dangerous man in the world. Saint accidentally saves Celine's life and brings her home. Saint thinks Celine is a poor and stupid woman, so he wants to take Celine's heart as a replacement for his heart-diseased sister. After Celine woke up, she knew the Saint's true purpose and escaped. After she escaped, she discovered Nelly was married to Ron. Celine's anger invaded her brain, she looked at Saint and said. “Saint, I will give my heart to your sister. However, you must agree to one of my requests, you must protect me absolutely, because I want revenge."
Originally, Derek was a lowly employee, living with so much humiliation and trampled people. Suddenly, one fine day, Derek received news that he was the son of a famous rich man in the country. Will Derek's life after this event bloom or stagnate? Derek falls in love with Aurora, a pitiful mediocre girl who lives at the bottom of poverty. At first, she is Derek's separate servant, but gradually the two develop feelings for each other. Will the love of a young master of a large corporation with a maid be accepted by everyone? How many troubles and difficulties will their love encounter? And how will they overcome all the challenges together?
"Is it considered betrayal to develop feelings for your best friend's boyfriend? What about when fate intervenes, and he turns out to be your destined mate? You might think it's luck and thank the moon goddess for such a twist of fate. That's what I believed until the love of my life uttered those dreaded words: 'I want a divorce!' As I stared at the pregnancy test in my hands, I realized it was better to keep my secret to myself. My name is Violet, and this is my story."
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."
"I heard you're going to marry Marcelo. Is this perhaps your revenge against me? It's very laughable, Renee. That man can barely function." Her foster family, her cheating ex, everyone thought Renee was going to live in pure hell after getting married to a disabled and cruel man. She didn't know if anything good would ever come out of it after all, she had always thought it would be hard for anyone to love her but this cruel man with dark secrets is never going to grant her a divorce because she makes him forget how to breathe.
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.
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”