After a drunken night inside a high-end bar leads to a one-night stand with a stranger. Everything is blurry on Zoe's part, but she sees the stranger's tribal tattoo covering his left shoulder and chest. *** ZOE is a graduating college student from Manhattan. She's a scholar of a well-known company that deals with cars. She lives in four corners of a small apartment with her mother, Iris. They're living a simple and peaceful life not until her mother brought her to a party and she finds herself standing in front of an old man. At first, she has no idea that her mother is about to sell her not until a stranger comes in, who happens to be the old man's son named Helios. Zoe was grateful that Helios came and acted like her knight. Helios was against his father's schemes, and he bought Zoe to save her from his father's cruelty. Their bond grew deeper not until a hurdle came that tested their relationship. Zoe was on the edge of giving up when she found out his deepest secret. Will she forever be sold to a billionaire, or will she be at the peak of escaping her destiny?
ZOE is a graduating college student from Manhattan. She's a scholar of a well-known company that deals with cars. She lives in four corners of a small apartment with her mother, Iris.
Iris works in a club nearby every night as a pole dancer who courts billionaires, politicians, and other rich people. Since she has been going after famous people, she has got the nickname 'ultimate courtesan.'
Zoe even gets bullied because of her mother's job. Despite this, she mastered ignoring everything. Her mother may not have a decent job, but she still loves her, and no one can change that.
"Zoe..." her mom called her name, and she stopped doing her homework.
Since their apartment costs cheap, she could easily hear voices outside her room. She then walked towards the door and opened it. She looked at her mom from head to toe, and she dressed seductively for her work again.
"Have you finished your homework already?" her mom asked.
She shook her head. "Not yet."
Her mother's lips formed an 'O'.
"Why?"
"I'm gonna ask if you want to go to the club and chill since it's Friday," her mom asserted and fixed her dress, especially in the bust area, where the cleavage of her boobies was flaunted.
"I'll just continue it then tomorrow," she replied. "Give me five minutes," she added, making her mom smile and nod.
"Hmm..."
She frowned slightly and looked into her mom's eyes. It seems like her mom wants to add something or say something.
"Ma?" she snapped out.
"Ah..." her mom cleared her throat, "-w-wear something sexy, okay," she stuttered.
Zoe arched her brow. "Why?"
Her mom flashed a smile on her face again. "Just."
Zoe then heaved a deep sigh and nodded.
"Wait for me," she said before closing the door.
She heaved a deep sigh as she walked toward her small wooden cabinet. She opened it and roamed her eyes inside. "Wear something sexy?" she whispered, "-but I don't have any sexy dress," she added. She laughs. Most of her clothes were shirts and jeans. She is not fond of dresses. She prefers loose shirts. Sometimes she wears a skirt, but she makes sure that it reaches her knee. She will never wear any revealing clothes or try one.
"Mom! I don't have any of..." the door of her room opened, "those," she whispered the last word as she faced her mom.
Her mom approaches her while holding a black off-the-shoulder dress. "Sorry, sweetie. I forgot you don't have any sexy clothes," she said and flashed a wide smile.
She arched her left brow as she reached for the dress. "I am taller than you, mom. And this is..." she lifts the dress to scan it, "-too short for me," she added as she looked at Iris.
Iris smiled. "You should try it-"
"And why do I need to dress like this? We go to clubs or bars, but this is the first time that I will wear this..." she glanced at the dress once again, "-kind of dress."
Iris let out a soft chuckle. "Sweetie, we will be going to attend a party."
Zoe arched her brow. "In a club?"
Iris nodded. "My last client invited me to attend his son's 28th birthday."
She arched her brow. "I thought we're gonna chill-"
"Of course, with free drinks, since it's a party," Iris interrupted and let out a disturbing chuckle.
She nodded. "I see. But it's fine if I don't wear this, right? It's not that I will join you and the rest. I will just have some drinks on the counter," she said, trying to avoid wearing this soul-chasing dress.
Iris crossed her arms in front of her chest. "Zoe..." okay, her mother already uses her warning tone. But there's no way she would wear a kind of dress like this.
"You knew I don't wear this kind of stuff."
Iris heaved a deep sigh and approached her. She cupped her face as she looked up at her.
"Look, sweetie, can you do this for mommy, just this time?"
Zoe met her mom's eyes and her forehead slightly knitted. Her eyes were confused, and her heart started to feel doubt, and fear suddenly lingers inside her.
She doesn't know-she doesn't want to overthink it, but she has a bad feeling about it.
When they took a cab towards the club where her mother usually goes for work, her mom seemed bothered-it looked like something was bothering her.
Zoe held her mom's hand and pressed it, and she felt that it was cold. "Ma, is everything fine? You seem unwell-" she didn't finish her words when her mom tapped her hand and flashed a smile.
"I'm okay. Nothing to worry about," Iris replied.
Zoe heaved a deep sigh and nodded. She didn't let go of her mom's hand until they reached the club.
Iris paid for their fare before they got out of the car. She smiled at her again when they walked towards the entrance, making Zoe frown.
"Ma, your smile is creeping the hell out of me," she uttered. Her mom doesn't usually smile or laugh. She's a busy woman during the day and night. When she comes home, Zoe is already asleep. And when she went to school, her mother had already left.
So, she knew, and she strongly felt something was bothering her mom.
However, she chooses to stay silent when they enter the club.
The loud music welcomed them. As usual, the club ambiance is still the same. The first floor is the dance floor and the bar counter, while the second floor is the VIPs areas, and the last floor, which is the third floor, is full of rooms-at least there were ten.
She's been in this club about four times now, and she can't pinpoint any changes. Except for those men who are outside. She hasn't seen those men in tuxedos. And what are they doing there?
Well, she doesn't mind. All she needs is to have some drink at least. And at the moment, she wanted to change her dress already. Her body was too exposed with her dress. Her cleavage can be seen if she pulls the hem a little bit.
She cursed under her breath when a hand touched her exposed legs while walking toward the stairs.
She glared at the man who was now staring at her like a pervert and got closer to her mom.
Iris saw it and drove the man away. "Sorry about that, sweetie."
"Ma, he just runs his fingers into my left leg," she complained, but her voice was in control.
Iris smiled. "No one can harm you here. Trust me. My client is too powerful. If I tell him that they touch you, that man will be dead-"
"What are you saying, Ma?" Zoe asked as confusion lit her eyes.
Iris' eyes widened. "Oh-it's nothing, sweetie. Come on, and the party is upstairs. They must be waiting for us," she said, which drew lines into Zoe's forehead.
They were on the last step of the stairs when Farah's eyes widened because of surprise. She was about to turn around, but her mom grabbed her in the arm, making her step forward.
"Ma..."
"I'm sorry, sweetie," her mom uttered as she grabbed Zoe by the arm again, and they walked towards the single couch where a man in his seventies was sitting, and a pipe was in between his lips.
Zoe started to feel fear when her mom's grip tightened on her arm as she pushed her.
"Ma... what are you doing-"
"Come on, sweetie. Please, behave," her mom muttered.
"B-But, Ma," she forced her feet to stop, but her mom pulled her again. "Ma... what are you doing!" her voice roared.
"Zoe, I told you to behave-"
"What are we doing in front of a murderer? And where's the party?!" Zoe shouted as she glanced at the older man.
"That person sitting on the black couch was the one who killed the President-"
"Shut up, Zoe. Just follow me, please..." her mom pleaded, and when Zoe met her eyes, she saw fear in them.
Iris pushed her forward and let her go.
Zoe shot a glare in her mom's direction. Suddenly two men went to her side and pointed their guns at her. She trembles in fear as tears fall down her cheeks. She glanced at her mom, and her vision started to blur.
"Why?" she whispered.
However, her mom didn't give her answers.
Iris faces the old man. "As promised, here she is. She's clean and pure. She's also at the right age-"
"Mom!" Zoe exclaimed when she got the idea of what was going on. "How could you do this...."
No one dared to answer her. She wiped her tears as she glanced at the gun on her right. She choked back tears when the man dipped the gun's muzzle into her arm. Her sobs got louder until a deep voice ruined the tension on the second floor.
"Dad. What's the meaning of this?"
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WARNING: MATURE CONTENT! Celeste Barlowe had lived in the dark for a decade since her father died in a car accident. Her father treated her like a princess while he was alive, but once he died, she was treated like a rug. Not until she met Elias Turner, the man everyone fears for his uncommon green eyes and what he's capable of. She doesnât realize, however, that the man has many secrets besides his frightening emerald eyes. He's a monster. But that doesn't take away from the fact that he was the one who saved her. Celeste lives with Elias and has no idea she'd fall in love with him until she discovers his greatest secret, which has something to do with her. *** Excerpt: âN-No⊠I didnât do anything.â âI will f**king kill you, woman! Iâve been so tired of your stupidity. I told you not to talk to strangersââ âP-Please, donât hurt me. My⊠My body is still achingââ âShut up!â his voice roared inside the room as he lifted my collar, pulling me near him. âAre you still gonna lie? I saw you talk to that manââ âI⊠I didnât say anything,â I managed to reply amidst my fear. And at this moment, I knew he would play and punish me again.
Trigger Warning: Slavery, Emotional distress! - Emily was a slave for her pack for years and was ultimately expelled from it. A once-famous princess, the daughter of an Alpha, will travel to the East to serve the Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack. Emily's expulsion from her family made her even more resilient, as she realized that crying and pleading would accomplish nothing. Her life becomes more complicated for a reason the Moon Goddess had foreseen the moment she stepped onto the Blue Moon pack. However, this does not prevent her love for Drake Bailey, the Alpha King, from intensifying.
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Lucien Gray, the young and powerful head of an international consortium, has always had everything within his reach-wealth, influence, and any woman he desires. But when the unassuming Nina Morrison crosses his path, something unexpected happens. She doesn't fall at his feet, nor does she seem impressed by his status. Her indifference sparks an irresistible challenge in Lucien-a desire to conquer her at all costs. Determined to make Nina his, Lucien's pursuit becomes relentless. But Nina's fiery spirit and refusal to be controlled push Lucien to his limits. With every struggle and defiance, the tension between them grows, threatening to shatter the boundaries Lucien has always maintained. Now Lucien vows to claim her as his own. Will Lucien's obsession break Nina's spirit, or will she force him to confront his deepest vulnerabilities? In a game of power and desire, who will win-and at what cost?
"Carroll Brown is dead! But you have to marry him in your sister's name." My mother said to me in a cold tone. My sister was engaged to the hottest billionaire. It should have been a perfect marriage. Unexpectedly, Carroll was dead in an accident. My sister didn't want to become a widow, so she forced me to marry her dead fiance. And I had no right to refuse her. Actually, I was the biological daughter of the Smith family. My sister was an adoptive one. My sister and I had been swapped at the hospital when we were just born. My parents had already had a deep relationship with her. So they chose to sacrifice me. On the wedding day, I was taken to the mourning hall. "Ma'am, please keep Master company and let him feel warm." The housekeeper said with a cold expression. I couldn't help but look up at the portrait above the coffin, and my heart skipped a beat at this glance. The man in the portrait was more handsome than the superstars in Hollywood. Carroll Brown? My dead husband? Wow, he was really handsome! I didn't know how long had passed when my stomach began to rebel. After one glance at the coffin, I swallowed my saliva and then begged with my fingers crossed. "Mr. Carroll, I'm starving! May I eat your pastries? You don't mind, do you?" "I do." "Ah!" Scared, I broke out in a cold sweat. My legs went limp, and I fell to the ground. I shouted, "Ghost!" Carroll curled his lips, leaned over, and touched the black coffin. "Mr. Carroll has risen from the dead. What do you think of this headline tomorrow?"
Mia's life is spiraling out of control. Abandoned by her mother, bullied mercilessly at school, and thrown into a household of four dangerously attractive stepbrothers, she's desperate to find her footing. "You look absolutely edible," Sean growled, his eyes devouring her. Mia felt a rush of heat between her thighs "Oh, you think so?" she purred, turning to face him. She reached out and traced her fingers along the ribbon that wrapped around his waist. "Well, I've been waiting for this all day. And I'm starving." Sean's smile grew into a predatory grin. "Then let us feast," he said, and in a flash, the ribbon fell away, exposing his rock-hard length. He stepped closer, and Mia felt the warmth of his breath on her face as he whispered, "You're going to take every inch of us tonight, aren't you?" With Rolex's teasing smirk and Sean's quiet, hot stares, Mia doesn't know where to turn-or who to trust. Every glance, every touch leaves her breathless, confused, and craving more than she should. Will Mia survive their games, or will she lose herself in a dangerous world of secrets, seduction, and forbidden desire? One house. Four brothers. Endless temptation.
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.
Rose looked at the reports in her hand and was in shock... The reports said that she was one month pregnant, however, how can she get pregnant when she didn't have any man in her life... "Was it because of that dream? Could I get pregnant because I have sex in my dream?" She thought... She didn't have any mental problems, however, except for this she can't able to think about anything... However, she still didn't get out of her surprise when she met the man in her dream... Kevin Davis looked at the reports in her hand and asked, "Is this child mine?" However, Rose didn't answer but asked... "Was that night not a dream?" Kevin was angry because it was his first time and she thinks it was a dream... Kevin forced her to marry him however, Rose didn't want it... She wanted to abort the child but he didn't let her... In the end... Rose agreed to marry him... She looked at Kevin's blue eyes and said, "I will marry you, however, I had two conditions..." "First, after marriage, you can't control my freedom, I still had the right to do whatever I want. Don't worry I won't harm the child." "Second, if I ever found out that you had cheated behind my back then I will leave with my child and you can't stop me..." Both of them got married... However, after she falls in love with him... She found there are hidden secrets in his past...