"Come on, Val. Acting like a good girl even though we both know that you're not." Because of fear. Val is forced to marry a mysterious and terrifying rich man who killed her family. She was trying to escape over and over again, but she couldn't just leave. She knows that she's forever tangled with him, with the mafia's big boss named Lucifer Grieco
VALERIE RADINKA
I think this joy is not enough. I feel like something is missing but I can't pinpoint what it is.
I bit my lower lip and immediately gulped down the wine in the glass, the bitterness and the heat it have brought flowed from my throat until I felt its pain in my stomach. I closed my eyes tightly and immediately felt my whole face turn red.
"Enjoying the night, birthday girl?" I heard Sophie's sweet voice from behind me, I smiled when I felt her hand on my waist.
"This is not enough! I want more!" I shouted while raising my hand, I don't know what I'm doing anymore, but I know I'm already drunk.
My vision was spinning and I was having a little trouble standing up, fortunately Sophie was able to support me right away.
"Val, you can't get too drunk, you have to go home," I heard Ayesha's soft voice from behind me.
"Let her do what she wants, Ayesha. Today is her birthday."
"But, doesn't she want to celebrate with her family? With her twin?"
I violently lowered the glass causing them to be surprised, other people also looked at us, but I just gave her a smile, as if I was losing myself.
"I won't go home! I already told you that we had a fight, I had a fight with dad, besides, I know that he is happy with just my twin brother."
"But you still have to go home, Valerie. Let's go, I'll take you." Ayesha grabbed my hand, she tried to pull me away but Sophie immediately let go.
She looked at the woman with a wrinkled forehead, she rolled her eyes in annoyance.
"Don't be a kill joy, Ayesha! It's Val's first day of being completely an adult. She's not a teen anymore, for fuck's sake. Did you hear what she said? She didn't want to go home." I approached Sophie, I grabbed her arm, hid behind her and pouted.
Ayesha held her head, closed her eyes tightly as if her head was hurting because of me, she then sighed and rolled her eyes.
"Fine! I'll let you! but once you fall asleep, I will take you to your house." I bit my lower lip, I didn't answer anymore, I knelt down and filled my glass with wine again with a smile, I heard Sophie laughing loudly behind me, I also felt that she was taking pictures of me but nothing I don't care anymore.
"Happy birthday to me!" I shouted so loudly, they all looked, after a while they greeted me at the same time, a loud music played from the background, I smiled so big as they suddenly jumped for joy.
I moved my head as if keeping up with the loud music, I was vibing, I was dizzy especially from the lights and people, but I didn't care, the only thing I was worried about now was my pleasure.
It's my day, I have to enjoy, I have to forget my problems. I have to forget dad, my dad who's always angry at me, my dad who's always against me. I need to forget my twin brother, my twin who's been the good child of them, my twin who is their favorite. My mom... my mom who can't defend her own daughter, my mom who's always by my twin and by my dad's side.
"I won't go home..." I whispered while drinking.
I held my head again.
I felt the phone vibrate in my skirt pocket, I took it and looked at the screen. I smirked.
And speaking of the devil.
My twin brother is calling, I was not going to answer that but something urges me to answer and accept the call. I creased my forehead, I rolled my eyes, I put the cellphone to my ear. And to hear what he had to say I stood up, even though it was difficult to walk, I forced myself to go to the comfort room where it was enough to make the noise disappear.
I held the side of the sink, I tilted my head and closed my eyes before answering the call.
"What do you need?" I asked with an irritated voice.
I waited for him to say but I only heard his deep breathing, I scratched my head.
A few seconds later, he still didn't speak, which is why I suddenly felt annoyed.
"You know what, if you won't say anything good, I'll end this call. Are you really going to ruin my life until our birthday?" I scolded him, again, I hear his deep breathing. "Speak up, dumbass."
I held my head, I bowed.
"Val," he finally spoke. But he only mentioned my name.
"What the fuck do you need?"
"Don't go home," I was surprised by what he said.
"I really won't go home, if I could buy my own house, I would do it so I wouldn't see you again."
"Val, please. Don't go home."
"I won't," I shook. "I will never go home, I have friends, I have them."
He didn't say a word for a few seconds, my heart ached and I felt nervous. I bit my lower lip, after a while I felt my tears fall, I was silently sobbing, making sure he wouldn't hear my crying.
I took a deep breath.
"Happy birthday, Valerie." He mumbled, I cried even more. "Happy birthday, twin sister."
"Vlad," I mentioned his name.
"Happy birthday to us."
After that call, the line was suddenly cut, I stared at the cellphone, I hid it in my pocket. I want to go home, but something seems to be stopping me. I just wiped my tears and cheered myself up. I didn't greet him, I'll just do it tomorrow even though I'm mad at him.
I fixed myself, I turned around and was about to go out but I almost jumped when I saw Sophie smiling at me.
"Hey, wanna have some fun?" She asked.
"I am already having fun." I laughed.
She approached me with a smile on her lips.
"Bitch, I am talking the different fun. Wanna make your night memorable, Val?"
I gently hit her arm and shook.
"What is it?"
"Follow me, birthday girl."
I giggled, and since I was out of my wits I followed her as she did.
"Hey Sophie. Where are we going?"
"Just follow me!"
I ran to follow her, I blinked when I saw her go to the second floor, even though I was wondering what was happening, I followed her. She walked down a hallway, stopped at a door and frowned.
"What are we going to do here?"
She smirked at me.
"I'll make sure you have a memorable birthday, Val."
Suddenly the door opened, my eyes widened as she pushed me into the room, I fell down.
"Enjoy your night, Val!"
I hadn't even been there when the door suddenly closed, I stood up, I knocked on the door, I tried to open it but I couldn't.
"Open the door! Sophie, open the door!" No one answered. "I'm not kidding, open the door now, Sophie, please!"
I tried to shout, I tried to open the door but I really couldn't. I took a deep breath as I looked around, I gasped.
A red room.
The light here is red, it's a little dark so it hurts my eyes even more, I saw the large bed on the side, next to it was a table and a lamp with a weak lighting.
I was held at the end of my surroundings, I wet my lips. I looked in front of me. I creased my forehead, forced myself to see whatever was in front of me. I saw the black chair, I blinked.
My lips parted, I stepped back to see a man sitting there. He was wearing a black suit folded up to his elbow, I could see his forearms with tattoos. He was staring at me intently, I could see his high bridge nose, his green eyes, thick eyebrows. I can see his jaw clenching.
He had a gun in his hand that scared me.
"Who are you --" I didn't finish what I was going to say when he walked towards me.
He covered my mouth with his large calloused hand, his left hand was holding a gun, he was staring straight into my eyes.
And I can't deny the fact that he's god damn hot! With those tattoos on his forearms, and the right side of his neck, with his piercings. Holy crap, he looks so hunk.
I'm drunk! What am I even doing!
"Birthday girl..." He whispered his voice was hot, deep and hoarse. "Come have fun with me."
I felt something in my stomach that I can't explain.
He's undeniably hot, holy shit. He removed his hand from me, I closed my eyes when I felt his soft and warm lips on me, I pressed my body to the door, one of his hands held my waist.
I felt the strange feeling from his kiss, I gasped and that was the way for him to kiss me even more.
"I don't know you," I mumbled in front of him as I pulled away from the kiss.
"Isn't it more exciting when you don't know each other?" He teased.
His hand traveled from my waist, up to my back, his hand went down to my hip again until I flinched when I felt his warm palm on my thigh.
"Please..." I breathed.
"Please what?" He whispered, he rubbed my thigh, I bit my lower lip and closed my eyes tightly.
"I have a boyfriend," I said, still drowning in my fantasies as his touch continued to travel through my body.
"You want this," he said and I shook my head.
"I'm a good girl, I can't do this."
He gave me a sexy chuckled, he grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him.
"No, you're not."
He suddenly sat on the chair, he pulled me again and made me sit on his lap, my hand moved spontaneously, snaked it around his nape for support.
While his left hand was holding a gun, his right hand kept holding my thigh, rubbing it, trying to heat me up.
"I have a boyfriend, please."
"I don't give a fuck." Ugh, his voice is really hot.
I feel hot, I know I'm drunk, even though I don't want to do it, I feel like I can't get away from him.
"What's your name?" He asked.
My head moved, I leaned on his broad shoulder.
"Valerie," I whispered, my breath hit his neck, I felt how he flinched.
"Let's make this birthday of yours hot, Valerie."
I didn't say a word, he touched my cheek, he kissed me again, I moved my lips, I felt his lips on my neck, I looked up and groaned.
"Hmmm," I hugged him tightly when I felt his teeth on my skin.
"You're hot," I giggled.
"I know."
"Obey me, if you will obey me, tonight will be easy." I nodded like a kid. "I won't let you go home."
I moved my lips, he kissed my collarbones, I felt him lower the strap of my dress, he kissed my shoulder. even though I'm not looking at him, I can feel his gaze on me.
I know this is wrong, but because of the heat brought by his body, I can't remove myself.
I have a boyfriend, I shouldn't do this. But hell, I couldn't resist it. he's hot, I can tell that he's hotter than my boyfriend.
This is a sin.
No.
I should push him away.
"Valerie," it's so hot, him mentioning my name.
His hand rose more and more on my thigh.
I just closed my eyes, letting myself be swallowed by the heat.
"I'm so sorry for this," I mumbled, I touched his cheek and kissed him again.
He pulled away, he suddenly picked me up and I leaned my head on his flat chest.
"Birthday girl, tonight you are mine."
It is said that a werewolf and a human cannot be together. This has happened before, and it seems history will repeat itself. Alpha Aaron Rising was known as one of the legendary Alphas who lived in the world years ago. He was known as a ruthless and merciless Alpha who had a mate that died and was taken from him before. Elizabeth Wood, a young girl living in an orphanage, had a mission to enter the world of wolves. But what if they find each other? A pairing so forbidden that it will cause serious chaos. Forbidden love, stolen bites and feral hunger. Mateless for over three hundred years, Alpha Aaron Rising is sure to claim the girl he knows does not belong to them. Driven and devoured in so much lust and desires, he held her captive and claimed her over and over again. Trying to protect her from being hunted by the Rouges. But his affection was soon tested when he was threatened by the truth, that his mate, Elizabeth Wood came for someone.
She is referred to be 'wolfless'. She had grown accustomed to being taunted like this since she was a child. She hid away from her family, her future mate, and their government until she grew up. Since she lacked the ability to shift like others, Carmine Red became a rouge when she was sixteen years old. She went with a friend, and almost four years apart from her family, she learned to be a rebel... without her wolf. Blake Granger failed the rules, breached their world's norms and disobeyed the mandate to never form a relationship with rouges. He is desecrating their celestial home, ruining her dangerous yet heavenly person in order to enter her existence. For dominant and vicious alpha, Blake Granger. There are no rules when it comes to love.
"I can put an end to all your problems." "And what exactly are my problems?" "I can get you back to the top. Make all your scandals disappear. People need to start talking positively about you again. All the lawsuits can be taken care of. And all this can happen with just a snap of my finger." "And what would you take in return?" "In return, you ass would be mine!" "What?" "Just what you heard!" "You're so weird!" After working tirelessly to break free from his controlling parents and chase his dreams, Edwin Thorne finally ascended to the pinnacle of success. As one of the top actors in the country, he enjoyed money, fame, and a beautiful woman he planned to marry soon. But a dangerous scandal struck, and in a single day, he lost everything, leaving him mired in lawsuits and disgrace. Desperate to reclaim his former glory, Edwin encounters Lance Castellan, a billionaire footballer with the power to erase his scandals and restore his fame. Lance offers Edwin a chance to regain everything he lost, but the price is something Edwin is unsure he can give. Lance Castellan isn't just a wealthy athlete; he's a man obsessed with Edwin and willing to flaunt his immense wealth to get what he desires. In a battle of power, ambition, and desire, Edwin must decide if he's willing to pay the ultimate price to reclaim his life—or if some sacrifices are too great.
My name is Katia, and I am just trying to survive until my fated mate arrives. Which may be easier said than done. Rejectection is the last straw. Whispering my acceptance of his rejection. I run through the pack house, out across the manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me and have had to suffer everything I have. She whispers," it's not your fault, Katia. We came to a cliff with a waterfall. The hurt keeps pounding at me. I need it to stop. My sweet girl, and I just want peace, I keep running and leap off the cliff. Spreading my arms wide, with tears streaming down my face, I fall, not making a sound, waiting for sweet oblivion where we feel nothing ever again. "I love you, my sweet girl! Until we meet again, "My wolf replied just before we hit the water, "I love you too, Katia. I have never regretted a moment with you." The Snow Moon pack is having their last barbecue of the summer next to the waterfall on their land. The adults are laughing and joking while watching the pups play. The alpha, beta, and gamma are swimming with some of the older children and playing a game of Marco Polo. Someone yells, "Oh my goddess, someone just jumped over the waterfall!" Everyone is frozen as they watch what looks to be a child falling arms spread wide, no one makes a sound. The small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain. The alpha, beta, and gamma, spring into action, swimming towards the area the person went under. The alpha is screaming his wolf is going crazy repeating, "Find her. Find her...find her!" They dive and the beta surfaces with a small person in his arms. Alpha takes the girl from his beta, laying her on the ground. The men are shocked by what they see. She is covered in scars and injuries. Her body is twisted and broken. The Beta asks, "Who could have done this to someone so defenseless?" Alpha drops to his knees, repeating, "MATE...MATE...MATE!"
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?
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!"
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
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. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even 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.