"Don't move an inch, continue fucking her!" I screamed. "Asssshley pleassse!" He pleaded, with tears coming out of his eyes. "What's that? No! Don't cry, you are a guy. Don't you want this?" I asked, glaring at him. Ashley, please don't kill himmm! We are sorry!" Emily cried out. "You are sorry? So, I should just forgive you?" I asked, sounding hurt. "Please Ashley, don't do this. You know I still love you?" he said. "Love? Shut your mouth hole, you scumbag!" I screamed. "What are you waiting for? Start rocking your hips, isn't that want you wanted, you want to fuck my friend so badly now do it?" I asked. Emily was still crying underneath as he started thrusting into her harder than before. She was the last person I expected this from. I never thought she would have an affair with my own boyfriend. It was surreal. I couldn't believe what was happening. I felt like evaporating, yet this was happening. "Fuck her harder! Harder! Harder!" I screamed. He was moving his hips as I was screaming. I moved closer to them on the bed and slapped his butt cheeks hard. "I said harder!!!" I screamed. "P.... please Ashhhhhley, he is h-hurting me." Emily screamed. I chuckled, "He wasn't hurting you when it was just the two of you. Now he is hurting you?" I asked and slapped her hard across the face, still pointing the gun at his head. Her face turned red. Ashley Barbie Gates, a pimp, a sex addict, and queen of the streets, was a lover of hot guys. She had sex with all the hot guys that came her way, and even ruined her mother's life because of it by having an affair with her stepfather. She was heartbroken when she found her best friend in bed with her boyfriend. She swore to take revenge on all men and always dump them, but she was stuck between a rock and a hard place when she was asked by her father to get married as soon as possible. Xander Aiden Carter, a police officer, found himself entangled with the mafia queen when his sister sold him to her. How will he escape from her clutches? When he is in constant torment by her. How will she let go of her hatred for men and settle down with just one man? And who will it be? Who will melt the heart of the broken queen?
****ASHLEY****
"Fuck her hard, boys; you are doing well." I said while pinching her nipples with my fingers. She let out a soft moan. There was a young girl in front of me being fucked by two strong men with huge dicks. They always do my bidding. They were getting her ready for the work that was yet to come. She was my new girl, the new whore that would work for me.
One of them put his hand on her young breast and started squeezing it. She was trying to move his hand away, but he was securing her body. She couldn't move. One of them started kissing her. They were on top of my huge, master-sized bed for sex lessons. One of them claimed her lips and started kissing her, trying to swallow her tongue. The kiss was hot and aggressive. I must say she has a nice body; this is the kind of girl I hired.
"Please... please boss, help me." She pleaded, rolling her eyes as one of them placed his mouth on her right breast and started sucking it.
"But you want this... Don't you?" I asked her, touching her cheeks. She was both beautiful and pitiful. Her butt cheeks were both red. They had spanked her a lot.
"Don't you want to get rich?" I asked, smiling at her.
"Yes... but... blah blah blah." The remaining words that came out of her mouth were meaningless.
"Don't worry, honey, they are getting you ready for the client, but by the time I am done with you, you will be freaking rich." I said, trying to encourage her. I was a fan of Three Sums myself, but I didn't want to join this one. She was a virgin, so they were trying to teach her how to have sex so she would be able to please my clients.
"Ahhhh, mhmmm." Her moans increased as the man underneath shoved his dick into her ass. His whole dick disappeared into her ass. Damn, did this girl say she was a virgin? because her perfectly shaved pussy is already so deep.
"Ahhhh!!!" She yelled at the top of her lungs as he started thrusting slowly.
"Now that's more like it. This is the kind of sound I want to hear in this room; how sexy." I remarked with a smile. I was starting to get wet down there just watching them fuck. My hand slowly moved down the short leather miniskirt I was wearing, and in between my legs, I was aroused and wet.
"Yes, fuck her good," I said and turned around to leave the room, smiling as I heard the sounds of their skins slamming against each other and their moans filling the room. This only meant two things: more money and more girls. I chuckled as I walked over to the door of the room and opened it, turning back to look at them.
"I want her to be breathless and unable to walk when you guys come out of this room," I said.
"Yes, Queen!" The guys chorused, that's what they all call me their queen, like come on! I am a fucking queen. I stepped out of the room and shut the door behind me. My assistant, Dave, was standing at the door with two phones in his hands. They were both ringing. I stared at the screen of my iPhone. One had my "Papa Queen." On the screen, ugh! What does that old man want? I have taken over his business. What does he want now?
My name is Ashley Barbie Gates. I am twenty-five years old. I am a pimp and the leader of a gangster group in Miami. I took over my father's gangster business when I was just nineteen years old. Since then, my life has changed for the worse. I have become a sex addict and also a lover of money. I believe you can get whatever you want with money. You can have the world wrapped around your fingers just like I am now. The Queen of the Streets I have a boyfriend, although he is more like a puppet because I give him what he wants. He didn't care if I slept around with other guys because I was the only reason he was still alive.
"My queen, are you listening to me?" Dave asked, jolting me out of my trance. He had been trying to get my attention for quite a while now.
"Yes, what's the matter?" I asked.
"Your father is furious; he is sending a lot of texts, and they are countless." He said, staring at the phone that was beeping uncontrollably.
"Gosh, who taught this old man how to use a mobile phone? Why can't he fucking leave me alone?" I groaned and took the phone from him and picked it up, walking down the hallway in the direction of my office as my assistant followed me. We were in my building, the biggest building in Miami that belongs to me. During the day, it belongs to me, and at night it is used as a hotel because I just love money.
I sashayed into my huge office in my high heels. The windows were wide open, letting the morning sun into my office. The whole place was sparkling, and I knew it had been cleaned. I loved the red interior design because it just screams me. I sat at my desk as I listened to what my father was saying.
"Okay, okay." I muttered, although I hadn't been paying attention to what he was saying.
"Are you even listening?" He inquired, raising his voice.
"Of course, dad," I replied.
"So, what have I been saying, honey?" He asked.
"Um, you said that, you uh..." I muttered, trying to search my brain for the answer, but my brain failed me.
"Just like I thought you hadn't been listening," he said.
"I said, I don't want you to send your mother money anymore." He said, and my jaw dropped.
"Why, dad? But she is living alone, and jobs don't pay that much these days." I replied that my parents had divorced when I was seventeen, and they had been living in different houses, including me.
"I said stop sending her money, and that's final." He said and then hung up before I could respond.
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.
"I, Riccardo Saviano, future Alpha of the Grey Shadow Moon Pack, reject you, Artemisia Guerrieri, Daughter of Alpha Franco of the Blood Moon Pack, as my mate and future Luna." One single sentence. One stupid single sentence was all it took to disintegrate my life. And the day of my birthday, on which this sentence was audaciously uttered to me, I lost the love of my life, my future mate, and my wolf, all at once. As I'm still assembling the pieces of my shattered heart years later, there they come. Like lightning out of a crystal blue sky. My Mates. But wait... If I am mated to triplets, how come I'm about to be mated to 5 gorgeous men? *** TW: explicit and foul language; spicy content; explicit sex scenes ***
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
Daisy is the illegitimate daughter of Mr. Hubert. His company went bankrupt, so he asked for help from Drkov's house. They agreed to help Mr. Hubert but with one condition. One of his two daughters must marry their nephew - Atlas Drkov. Atlas Drkov is a billionaire but he is disabled and uses a wheelchair. Yaretzi - daughter of Mr. Hubert's official wife - does not accept marrying a disabled man. She and her parents made a plan. They kidnapped Daisy's mother, threatened her, and forced her to marry Atlas. To save her mother, she accepted. However, after getting married, she fell in love with this man, and so did he. Difficulties start from here.
[Cute Baby + Secret Identity + Powerful hero and heroine!] Caroline loved Damian with all her heart for five whole years. She devoted herself to him and lived humbly for his sake. However, when the couple faced a crisis, she hoped that the news of her pregnancy would fix their marriage, but what she got in return was just a divorce agreement. And to make things worse, while she was about to give birth, she had fallen into someone's trap and her life was in danger. After managing to survive such a harrowing experience, she was determined to cut all ties with the man. Five years later, she re-emerged with her head held high, being the CEO of a famous company. Those who used to bully her now got a taste of their own medicine. And the truth about the past gradually surfaced... Dazzled by Caroline's newfound confidence, her ex-husband wanted to get back together with her, but she just turned a blind eye to his advances. Damian pleaded desperately, "Honey, our baby needs both his parents. Please remarry me!"
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."