"So it was all a joke to you all along? I thought you loved me," tears trickles down her cheeks as she says in a calm and painful voice. Her heart is bleeding. "I never said I did. We were just having fun and nothing more. The marriage... It was a contract which we both signed..." "What about the sex? What about the romantic moments? What about everything we had together?" She manages to ask again, biting her bottom lip as more tears finds their way out of her eyes. "The sex... It was for fun. I never forced you, did I? You agreed to have sex with me and..." "I hate you, Felix! I hate you!" She yells at the top of her voice, as she falls to her knees and break down in tears. "Do I care? You never meant anything to me. I'm in love with someone else and you knew it. Don't try to make me look like the bad guy here!" He fires back at her and with that, he amble out of the living room, slamming the door hard behind him. She thought their marriage will eventually end happily, she thought that they were going to live together forever, but turns out that she has been deceiving herself all along. She has always been an option, she has always been the second choice. What's her fate now? Where will she start from especially now that she's carrying his child?
Rita Quinn
"You aren't planning to stay on the bed forever, are you? Do you know what day it is today?" My dad's faint voice jolts me out of my deep slumber, and I toss on the bed. Forcing my eyes open, I stare up at the ceiling as a smile creeps up my lips. It's not yet dawn, but I have to get off bed and get ready before the makeup artists arrives here. Guess who's getting married today? Well, it's me. I'm getting married to the only man I've ever loved in my life. The popular model and the CEO of Orange cosmetics company, Felix Orlando.
"I'm up already, dad," I reply amid yawn, stretching my body. I need to have my bath and wait for the makeup artist to come get me ready for my big day.
The sound of my dad's receding footsteps fills the hallway, and I presume that he must've gone back already.
Two hours later...
I have been sitting before the dresser, while the makeup artist works on my face. I wonder what's taking them so long to get done with the make-up. It has always been my dream to get married to Felix, and this is a dream come true for me.
"We're done, ma'am," I open my eyes and the sight that welcomes me makes my mouth drop open in shock. I look like another person. Yes, I am beautiful, but this is amazing. The make-up artists are pros and good at what they do.
One hour later...
Descending the staircase, the smile on my dad's face welcomes me.
"Wow! You're so beautiful," he compliments me, holding out his hand to me, while I smile shyly.
"Thanks, daddy," I finally place my palm on his, as he leads me out of the house.
The drive to the church is not stressful and didn't take much time. Unlike every other day that one would get stuck in a traffic jam, we are lucky today that there was nothing like that. My day would've been ruined if we got stuck here. Thinking about Felix, I can't be less happy. I guess this is how every other persons will feel, getting married to the one they love.
"I'm happy that you're happy, princess," my dad's voice pulls my attention, and I smile at him. My dad has always been the best in the whole world. Since the death of my mom when I was just eleven years old, he has always been there for me. He gave me all the happiness in the whole world.
Everything is still like a dream to me, even after thirteen years of her death. I still feel sad whenever I think about her and I always wish that she never left us. She was the best mom in the whole world that'll do anything for the sake of her family. I wish she was here to witness this day with me, I wish she was here to walk me down the aisle with my dad and hand me over to Felix.
"Why are you crying?" Dad's voice disrupts my thoughts, and that's when it dawns on me that I have tears in my eyes.
"Nothing," I wipe my tears with a handkerchief.
"Don't be sad, OK?" He holds my hand and squeezes it lightly, giving me an assuring smile...
A few minutes later...
Standing in front of the entrance door of the church, my heartbeat increases rapidly and my hands suddenly becomes sweaty. I tighten my grip around the flower I have been holding. I'm so nervous right now. Maybe because of the number of people waiting for me inside the church, or maybe because I'm getting married.
"Don't be nervous," dad whispers to my ear, giving me an assuring smile, and I nod my head.
The door suddenly opens, and for some seconds, my heartbeat stops. The church is already filled with so many people. Felix is standing in front of the alter. He's dressed in a black suit, looking as hot as always. His raven hair is clinging to his head with some strands flopping over his face. He stares at me from there having a blank expression on his face. He's not smiling nor frowning on his face. It's hard to tell how he's feeling inside.
"Shall we?" My dad's voice pulls me back to reality, and I nod my head. We finally walk inside the church elegantly. The church lit up with applause as the crowds' cheered.
My dad holds my hand and leads me down the aisle.
A few minutes later...
"Do you, Mr. Felix Orlando, take Rita Quinn as your lovely wedded wife? To love and to cherish, to hold and to care for. In sickness and in health, till death do you apart?" The bishop finally asks after we exchanged the ring.
"Yes, I do," my heart beams happily, as I stare into his eyes with love, but he's not giving me a convincing expression.
"Do you, Miss Rita Quinn, take Mr. Felix Orlando to be your lawfully wedded husband? To love, and to cherish, to him hold and to care for, in sickness and in health, till death do you apart?" The bishops asks me.
"Yes, I do," I reply to him with my heart dancing excitedly.
"With the power vested on me, before man and God, I pronounce you two husband and wife. You may now kiss your bride," the bishop utters, and I wait for him anxiously to kiss me.
He stares into my eyes with an unreadable expression on his face. He neither looks happy nor sad. His expression explains mixed feelings, but I have no idea what the mixed feelings might be.
He finally lean close to me and place his lips on mine. My heart skip a beat as his lips comes in contact with mine. A strong wave of weird sensation spark through me, as I feel butterflies flying in my abdomen. Felix kissed me for the first time, and it feels so good. We're finally husband and wife. This is the day I have always looked forward to, the day I have always dreamt of. I can't be less happy...
Warning ⚠️: 🔞If you are below 18, please do not open this book as it contains high sexual content that could make your pant drip wet from pleasure.🔞 🔞Are you still going to read it? Alright then. Good luck, and don't blame me if you get h*rny while reading this piece🔞 "Strip, Amelie," His domineering voice sounds through her ears, and she slowly clenches her fists as she glares at the monster standing before her, with hatred written all over her. How could this man be so heartless? What has she ever done to deserve this from him? "Are you playing stubborn, Amelie? I hope you know the consequence of what you're doing. Who should pay for your disrespect? Your maid, or one of those poor things in the prison?" With a smirk dancing at the corner of his lips, he says to her and her heart sinks into her stomach. Hot tears pour down her cheeks as her heart tightens painfully. She can't still bring herself to take the pain of being a sex slave to the man that snatched her parents away from her, it's still like a nightmare that she's going to be stuck with him for the rest of her life. This was the same man that stabbed her father multiple times before her eyes, the man that slit her mother's throat and spilled her mother's blood on her face. How's she supposed to cope with this? "I won't have sex with you, Sebastian. Never again!" She finally summons courage and spits on his face, but she has just made the biggest mistake of her life. Will the ruthless king Sebastian spare her for this disrespect? Will someone have to pay with her life?
When Alpha Miguel found his fifth mate after the death of his previous mates that all died mysteriously, leading him to believing that he was really cursed as said to him earlier, he was determined to stay away from her and keep their relationship within work alone. However, he couldn't deny the crazy bond that kept pulling him to this girl, who has captured his heart at first sight, and now, he was determined to be with her and protect her from the dangerous creatures after her life. What happens when Clarissa, the twenty-two-year-old girl who already fell head over heels for her boss and boyfriend, found out that the man she loved so much was not a human as she thought, but a werewolf, an Alpha wolf at that? Will she be able to accept him for who he is?
"This is wrong, Asher," I shudder in his arms as I feel his tongue caressing the nape of my neck, and he stops abruptly, his warm breath fanning my neck. "You are my brother for fuck's sake, Asher. Why are you doing this?" Tears stream down my cheeks as I press my back hard against the wall, while I watch my nightmare torment me. This is what I have been going through for years and no one seem to be coming for my rescue anytime soon. You would ask, how can my own brother be obsessed with me, how can he keep telling me that I belong to him, how can he be so serious to the point of ruining all the relationships I've ever built? Well, this is the story of my poor life. The story of Adelie Williams, a young lady that is destined to be tormented by her own brother...
"You don't say no to me, Lilian. You're my property. You belong to me!" His voice is calm, yet the scariest she ever heard, and she shivers on the spot as she stares at the dangerous and scary man in front of her. How she suddenly end up here in a lion's den and there's no hope of escaping, is what she never imagined. She has always known her stepmother to hate her, but she never imagined that she'll go to the extreme length of doing this to her. "Re... Ren... Don't touch me..." Her voice quivers as she presses her back further into the wall, tears streaming down her cheeks uncontrollably. "I beg you, please... Leave me alone," She suddenly falls to her knees when her legs can't carry her anymore, and he rolls his eyes momentarily. "I'll spare you tonight, Lilian... Not because of your pleas, but because I am in a good mood. When next I want you..." He pauses as he squats in front of her. "I'll torture you until you can't take it anymore and beg me to f*ck you so hard, Lilian. I'll make you hit orgasms five times in a row, and I promise that by the time I'm done with you, you'll never remain the same again," He whispers against her ear as a dirty smirk plays at the corner of his lips...
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.
Sawyer, the world's top arms dealer, stunned everyone by falling for Maren—the worthless girl no one respected. People scoffed. Why chase a useless pretty face? But when powerful elites began gathering around her, jaws dropped. "She's not even married to him yet—already cashing in on his power?" they assumed. Curious eyes dug into Maren's past... only to find she was a scientific genius, a world-renowned medical expert, and heiress to a mafia empire. Later, Sawyer posted online. "My wife treats me like the enemy. Any advice?"
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."
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."