"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.
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
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."
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