Shirley Wilson grew up in an abusive home, where she had to feed on her tears with each day that passes by. Hoping that her life would get better as time goes by, it only became worse after she was sold to a stranger by her stepfather. She was sad that she was sold, but was also happy that she has finally left the horrible world of her stepfather. Thinking that her life would change when she gets to her home, she was horrified to find out that she wasn't going to work as a maid as she thought earlier, but there was something more horrible waiting for her. A life she never imagined she would ever live, an awful fate that only existed in fictional world. She was sold not to become a maid, but a baby breeder to the billionaire, Dylan Wilfred and his wife, Wendy Lee. Will she ever get out of her horrible nightmare?
Chapter 1
A drop of tears slid down her cheek as she stares at her swollen face in the mirror. Her heart wrenches in pain, and she feels her world crash down to her feet. Again, she has just received the beating of her life from her stepfather. This is what she goes through every day in the hands of the monster that got married to her mom ten years ago, and has been abusing her. Not that her mom is helping matters at all anyway. Unlike every other mother out there that deems it fit to make sure that their children are happy and doing well, her own mom doesn't care about her, as she sees everything her stepfather does to her, to be the right thing. Even when she sees that she's being maltreated. She's nineteen years old, yet treated like a ten years old little girl. Yes, at times she thinks of running away, but where will she go from here? What will become her fate if she eventually runs away? And isn't it better to stay here and have a roof over her head while suffering, than end up in the street later, and maybe get molested by the street bad guys? Not that she has any option anyway. For a young girl that just finished her high school just a few months ago, what job can she possibly do to earn her money?
She winces in pain as she touches her swollen face while wearing a grimace expression. Releasing a deep sigh, she slowly drags her legs to the edge of the bed, and lets her weight to the floor, leaning against her bed. This is the only pose that makes her comfortable, as all her body hurts so badly.
Staring up at the ceiling, a drop of tears slid down the corner of her cheek as memories of her past come hitting at her. Just years ago before her mom ended up with this monster, they were living just fine even as the single mother that her mom was. It's still unclear to her where her father is, and what transpired between the two couples in the past, as her mom never talked about it. Each time she had asked about her dad before she got married, she would tell her that she doesn't want to talk about it, but after she got married to the monster, it was a different case. She didn't get to have a peaceful conversation with her mom again, she would get beaten at the slightest provocation, which always left her doubting if this woman is still her mom that she used to grow up with, or if some random woman has been disguising as her mom.
The banging knock on her wooden door pulls her out of deep thought, and although she hasn't checked out who is at the door, she already knows that it's her stepfather. To avoid getting the beatings of her life for the second time, she drags herself up to her feet, before reaching to the door. Pulling it open, as expected the annoying face of her stepfather welcomes her.
"Come with me," His voice is as hard as always, and without waiting for another second, he turns around and walks away, while she trails behind him. As much as she wants to ask where he is taking her, realizing that the question may earn her a hot slap, she decides to shut her mouth and just obey him.
After walking for two minutes, they finally arrive at the living room, and there she meets a young lady sitting patiently.
"I'm sorry for keeping you waiting. Here she is," The man smiles like never before as he sits on the wooden chair across from the young lady that looks like she's in her mid-twenties. As much as Shirley wants to conclude that he must be taking another wife, seeing the way the lady is dressed, she concludes that she couldn't have been so dumb to settle down with an old hag like her stepfather.
"It's fine," The young lady speaks for the first time.
"Shirley... This is your new owner," His words hits her hard, and for some seconds, she feels her breath stops. Waves of confusion spur through her.
"Wh...what do you mean, dad?" Calling him 'dad' all her life has been one of the most difficult things that she has experienced. The pain she always feels whenever she calls him that. He doesn't deserve to be called that, but even her mom would turn against her for calling her husband by his name, so she never had an option.
"Shirley, you'll be leaving with me. I have a job for you. Don't worry, your parents have given their consent, and you'll be fine with me," Although the young lady smiles at her innocently, something keeps screaming at her that this woman is not someone she can trust. She looks dangerous, and to think that she just said that she has a job for her, she can't help wondering what she meant by that.
"I... I don't understand, dad. What's going on? Can you please explain to me?" Shirley shakes her head confusingly.
"What part of the 'she now owns you' that you don't understand? She offered me and your mom some money in exchange for you, and we have decided to let you live with her..."
"No... You can't do that to me, dad. She...she's a stranger... We don't even know her before. Where did you even know her from?" Shirley stutters as she takes some steps back fearfully. Her heart beats rapidly against her chest as she stares at them. A drop of tears slid down her cheek as it dawns on her that her mom betrayed her. Is that how much she hates her? Giving her out because of money, is that how much she worth to her?
"I know this is hard, but you'll be fine with me, OK? This is for your own good, and you should see this as an opportunity on a platter of gold," The young lady tries to convince her, but there's no way she's going to trust her.
Shirley stares at her for a few seconds, before she finally nods her head slowly. Not that she has any choice anyway, so there's no need to try to convince him to let her stay back.
A few minutes later outside the house...
Shirley glances back at the house for the umpteenth time and more tears pour down her cheeks. She's saying her last goodbye to this house and going to live a new life which she has no idea what fate has in store for her. As much as she's happy that she's finally getting out of the torture of her stepfather, thinking about what the future has in store for her and where she's going, she can't help getting worried.
The car finally zooms off after she hops in...
Being with the only man she ever loved has always been her dream which she was determined to make come true. Her dream finally come true and she ended up with Alexander Thompson, her dream man. Wendy thought she could finally be at peace and explore her marriage happily, but her happiness was cut short after she learned the secret that changed her life forever. Her husband whom she wants to spend the rest of her life, wasn't going to live forever. He had just two years to spend on earth because of the deadly brain tumor he has been diagnosed of. How will she cope with living without her husband? Will she ever get out of the pain especially as her husband's family never liked her in the first place? Find out the miseries of Wendy Lee, a twenty-six years old young lady that only wanted nothing, but to be with the man she loves...
"This is wrong, Tristan..." Her heart races rapidly as she steps away from him and walks back until her back is pressed hard against the wall. "Come on, Tracy... We both know you want this," The corner of his lips twitches into a smirk as he finally traps her between his arms while staring at her as though he'll devour her anytime soon. "Do you really want me to stop, hmm?" Nuzzling his head on her neck, and trailing his hand on her bare inner thigh, he whispers against her neck, driving her to the edge of craziness. "I'm...I'm..." "Tell me you want me, Tracy, and I promise to make you feel so good like no man ever did to you before," He nibbles on her earlobe, and she gasps sharply. "I want you, Tristan..." Those words slips out of her mouth before she can stop them. That was all the permission needed to pin her to the bed...
Evelyn Jones has always had a passion for her job as an accountant in Turner's empire, a successful business company. However, her passion for her job changed after she met the arrogant son of her boss, who was to become the new CEO. She thought that she'll be able to hold it in and keep working with them, however, she was mistaken as her psycho boss wouldn't let her be, nor give her the sack letter that she so much desired. Will she be able to cope with her new boss?
Being with alpha Lorenzo as her mate has always been her only dream, despite knowing that she doesn't belong there. However, her expectations were shattered as the alpha ended up rejecting her. Failed to control her anger, her power which has been bind within her for years, unleashes and she ended up destroying the pack. Will alpha Lorenzo forgive her for the massacre and treason, or will she pay with her life?
"You're a slut, Nadia. I hate you!" Trevor yells at the top of his voice, grabbing the flower vase on the mirror stand, and smashing it on the ground. "You think you're different from all of them? Do you think you're different from all those bitches I sleep with? Hell no, Nadia!" He yells again, glaring hard at her. "Don't you dare, Trevor! Don't you dare talk to me in that manner. Don't you dare call me names, you heartless beast! Do you have a conscience at all? Do you have a heart...." "One more word from you Nadia, and I'll make sure you regret the day you were born. For your damn information, I don't have a conscience. I don't have a heart," The corner of his lips slowly twitches into a smirk as he emphasizes his statement. "I thought you loved me..." "I never said I did... We were horny, and we satisfied each other. Whatever happened between us, is not based on some feelings shit, it was all fun," Nadia watches her with a broken heart as tears trickle down her cheeks. "And that thing inside you... You think it's mine? Were you by chance thinking that I'm going to take responsibility for that thing you're carrying? That's never going to happen, is either you get rid of it, or you go to hell with it. I don't care if you die or not, that's your problem to deal with. You're not my type my kind of woman, Nadia," And with that, he grabs her roughly and throws her out of his room, slamming the door hard on her face. Where is she going to start this journey of hers? How will she cope with the pregnancy? Staring at the closed door, her whole world comes crashing down before her eyes...
Living a simple life has always been her dream, but her life became a misery after she made the biggest mistake of becoming a substitute bride for the sake of her best friend. Chloe Orlando is a young orphan that lived with her only friend, after the death of her late parent. Her life took another turn when she had to pose as Jeffrey Ramos' bride on his wedding day, in the place of her best friend. She thought it was just a one time thing, but what happens when her life and career is now at stake, and the only way to save herself is to marry the young billionaire for real? Do you think she'll be able to cope in the marriage, especially knowing that his heart still belongs to her best friend?...
Sandra Hill, the long-lost real heiress of the Hill family, was shunned by her own kin. Instead of embracing her, they bestowed their affection upon an impostor. They even arranged her to marry a vegetative man in place of her so-called “sister”. Sandra sneered, refusing to put up with this humiliation, cut off ties with the Hill family immediately and ran into the flash marriage with Wesley Cooper, her unconscious billionaire husband. With her incredible medical skills, she defied the odds and revived him. Little did she expect that her husband spoiled her with all his love... A medical genius, a computer prodigy, a national treasure in painting, and a racing legend... Her husband revealed her various identities, leaving the Hill family regretful. Her father came pleading, "It's Dad's fault. Please come back." Her mother wept, "Mom will protect you from now on. Please come back." Even her five brothers knelt before he, begging for forgiveness. Yet, Sandra's smile held a hint of mockery as she vowed, “Never!”
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."
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!"
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
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."
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.