Becky endured three years of marriage to the cold-hearted Rory. In all that time, she naively reasoned that one day, he'd gradually come to like her. But the second he forced her to kneel down and humiliate herself, she knew she had been wrong about him. This man had no feelings for her at all. So why should she still love him? When Rory gave her the choice between kneeling down and divorcing, she didn't miss a beat and chose the latter. After all, why should she waste her youth on this scumbag? Wouldn't it be nicer for her to just have fun every day with her billion-dollar family fortune?
The Casper family was a well-known family in Courtbush. Today was Elmore Casper's eightieth birthday party. Many distinguished guests were present and the atmosphere was lively.
However, a sudden ear-piercing scream from the garden startled everyone present.
Someone recognized that it was the voice of Babette Casper, the wife of Elmore's eldest grandson. She was pregnant, and her husband had already passed away. The Caspers rushed to the garden immediately to see what was going on.
In the swimming pool, two struggling figures came into view.
Before anyone else could react, Rory Casper dove into the swimming pool to pull the struggling Babette ashore.
Just then, the security guards rushed into the water to save the second drowning figure, Becky Casper.
When Becky returned to the house in sopping wet clothes, the servants passing by didn't bat an eyelash at her.
Nobody cared that she had nearly drowned, nor did they care about her in general.
After living with this family for over three years, Becky realized that her position was possibly inferior to that of the dog raised by Rory's sister.
Since such a big accident happened to Babette, the Casper family rushed to the hospital with her.
Becky retreated to her room, took a shower, and then put on a fresh set of clothes. Feeling unwell, she sank into bed. Just as she had drifted off to sleep, she was dragged out of bed by Rory.
When Becky saw Rory, her eyes turned red. "You're back already? How's Babette? Listen to me, Rory. I swear I didn't push her into the swimming pool."
Rory sneered coldly. "Save the excuses for Grandpa."
Becky suddenly came to her senses. "What do you mean, Rory?"
Without giving her the light of day, he said briskly, "Grandpa has questions for you."
Rory didn't want to waste his breath on Becky. Not long after Babette was sent to the hospital, her child was gone.
That child was supposed to be the only flesh and blood left by Rory's eldest brother. Because of Becky, they lost the child forever.
Of course, Elmore was furious. As soon as he came back from the hospital, he ordered Rory to take Becky to him.
Becky went stiff. Rory's words sent shivers down her spine.
She had been married to Rory for so long. Of course, she knew how Elmore would punish people who had made serious mistakes.
They would be seriously beaten.
It never occurred to her that they would turn a deaf ear to her explanation. They didn't even give her the chance to explain and just believed what Babette said.
Looking at the side profile of the man who was dragging her away, Becky couldn't help but think that he was undoubtedly handsome. But this man had never been gentle or nice to her ever since she married him.
Her high fever was unbearable, but no one cared.
Now that Babette lost her child, Becky knew everyone in this family, including her husband, wanted to skin her alive.
Becky pursed her lips in mock. "I can walk by myself."
Rory glanced at her. There was disgust and anger in his deep-set eyes, without a trace of pity or sympathy.
"Hurry up," he said expressionlessly.
Without waiting for a response, he turned around and hurried to the living room.
Watching him leave her, Becky suddenly felt that her life had been nothing but a joke the past three years.
The living room was brightly lit. She knew that the Caspers were inside waiting for her.
"Kneel!"
As soon as Becky entered, Elmore threw a teacup at her.
Becky stood there, calm and collected. "Why?"
She had done nothing wrong. Why should she get on her knees?
Her stubbornness only served to make Elmore angrier. "Rory, this is the person you married!"
Just as Becky opened her mouth to explain herself, Rory suddenly raised his hand and pressed his palm heavily on her shoulder. "Kneel."
Under his strong hand, Becky was forced to kneel. "Either you kneel or we divorce."
Becky endured three years of marriage to the cold-hearted Rory. In all that time, she naively reasoned that one day, he'd gradually come to like her. But the second he forced her to kneel down and humiliate herself, she knew she had been wrong about him. This man had no feelings for her at all. So why should she still love him? When Rory gave her the choice between kneeling down and divorcing, she didn't miss a beat and chose the latter. After all, why should she waste her youth on this scumbag? Wouldn't it be nicer for her to just have fun every day with her billion-dollar family fortune?
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."
June Rivera was divorced by her husband after three years of marriage because he wanted to be with her sister who was pregnant for him. Kicked to the curb with a divorce and rejected by her parents,she struggles to make ends meet and get a job until she saves Luis Ambrose from an accident - the only child of Rafael Ambrose, a widowed man and the CEO of Ambrose Corporation. When little Luis asks to have her as a nanny, and Rafael's mother pressures him to get married, they draw a contract. To be Luis's nanny and his fake wife for one year in exchange for 50 million dollars!
"I want a divorce!" Ryan demanded, despite the fact that he had cheated on her with his ex. ~ Serena is no longer the quiet, romantic lady Ryan Winters married and divorced five years ago. Now the CEO of Rocky's Designs, she is bright, unwavering, and unapologetic about her independence-a far cry from the woman Ryan remembers. When fate brings them back into one another's lives, Ryan is forced to confront the truth about their past, their newfound hot chemistry, and a surprising revelation; Serena has a daughter who may be his. But Ryan's girlfriend, Kate, isn't prepared to lose him again. She will do whatever it takes to keep Ryan in her grasp-even if it means destroying Serena's life and the corporate empire she has built. What happens when Serena's now peaceful life is being disrupted? Will Serena lose once again or will she seize this billionaire's heart?
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.
"Is it considered betrayal to develop feelings for your best friend's boyfriend? What about when fate intervenes, and he turns out to be your destined mate? You might think it's luck and thank the moon goddess for such a twist of fate. That's what I believed until the love of my life uttered those dreaded words: 'I want a divorce!' As I stared at the pregnancy test in my hands, I realized it was better to keep my secret to myself. My name is Violet, and this is my story."
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”