[18+] Sleeping with my best friend was something that shouldn't have happened. We made a promise to each other when we were young, but it was long forgotten, at least by him, but not by me. I didn't forget that he was my prince charming. He dated girls, which I didn't mind because I was still underage. We slept in the same bed until this date, but we have never crossed the line. The problem started when his fiancée failed to appear for their wedding, and I had to play the role of his bride for the day just to save his face. That was the date everything changed. We had the steamiest night, and he told me it shouldn't have happened because he was dating my best friend, Candice. That struck me dead in the gut. I should have known that our promises were long forgotten. He took my innocence and told me it shouldn't have happened. That hurts, but nothing hurts more than learning you're pregnant with your best friend's child and you can't tell him because he is in love with your friend. "Hi! My name is Lola." He grinned. "My name is Dante." "May I join you in a game?" "How old are you?" I gave him a puppy-dog expression. "You're so adorable when you do that," he observed. "I am nine years old." "Well. I'm a sixteen-year-old, do you wish to play with your older brother?" I gave a nod. Just like that, I started playing with a 16-year-old. I was his little sister and he was my big brother. We grew up to be best friends. Everything was shared. We continue to share a bed to this day.
Sleeping with my best friend was something that shouldn't have happened. We made a promise to each other when we were young, but it was long forgotten, at least by him, but not by me. I didn't forget that he was my prince charming. He dated girls, which I didn't mind because I was still underage. We slept in the same bed until this date, but we have never crossed the line. The problem started when his fiancée failed to appear for their wedding, and I had to play the role of his bride for the day just to save his face. That was the date everything changed.
We had the steamiest night, and he told me it shouldn't have happened because he was dating my best friend, Candice. That struck me dead in the gut. I should have known that our promises were long forgotten. He took my innocence and told me it shouldn't have happened. That hurts, but nothing hurts more than learning you're pregnant with your best friend's child and you can't tell him because he is in love with your friend.
"Hi! My name is Lola." He grinned.
"My name is Dante."
"May I join you in a game?"
"How old are you?" I gave him a puppy-dog expression.
"You're so adorable when you do that," he observed.
"I am nine years old."
"Well. I'm a sixteen-year-old, do you wish to play with your older brother?" I gave a nod.
Just like that, I started playing with a 16-year-old. I was his little sister and he was my big brother. We grew up to be best friends. Everything was shared. We continue to share a bed to this day.
~Lola~
My family and I have never been one to stay in one place due to my parents' line of work. We move around so much. I have been to so many countries and so many states. But when we moved to New York at the age of nine, I was determined to stay and make New York my home. Every girl wants her prince charming, and I met one the day my family and I landed in New York. He was older, but I didn't care. He looked like he was 18 or 20. He was my Prince Charming. I am the only girl in my family and Daddy's princess. I have twin brothers, almost the same age as the Prince Charming I saw earlier today. While everyone was preparing their rooms, I sneaked out to go and steal a glance at the drop-dead gorgeous boy outside. He was quite a spaceman. He looked bored playing alone, so I approached him. I stood while watching him, like a frozen ice cube about to be melted away by the rays of the sun.
"Hi! ' I said, and he turned and smiled at me. He had a beautiful smile. I often hear my brothers talk about girls. I had no idea a man could be this gorgeous. I smiled back at him.
"Hi! My name is Lola. " He grinned.
"My name is Dante."
"May I join you in a game?"
"How old are you?" I gave him a puppy-dog expression.
"You're so adorable when you do that," he observed.
"I am nine years old."
"Well. I'm a sixteen-year-old. Do you wish to play with your older brother?" I gave a nod. We played together for hours, and I didn't mind as no one even noticed that I wasn't helping with the boxes. Dante then told me he was hungry and invited me to have lunch with him. His house was huge, like a castle. They had so many workers going up and down preparing a meal for him, as though they knew the exact time Dante would eat his lunch. He took me to the kitchen sink to wash my hands, and so did he. We headed to the dining table, where I met a man and a woman seated at the table. The woman smiled at me and so did the man. They seemed to be nice people.
"Mom, Dad, I've got a little sister," Dante told his parents, and they smiled. His mother rose from her chair to give me a hug and then kissed my brows.
"Welcome, child. Have a seat." Dante drew a chair for me to sit in, just like a prince should for his princess. I sat down and he started putting food on my plate. I looked at him as he continued to fill up my plate.
"That's too much, Dante."
"You need to eat, Bunny, so that you can be a big Bunny."
Bunny? Why does the sound of it cause a tingling excitement in me? Well, since it's my Prince Charming calling me, I wouldn't mind. Dante's family was very kind, and they were welcoming.
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Six months later, my family decided to relocate again, but I didn't want to leave. I wanted to be around Dante. I begged my mother to allow me to stay in New York, with the excuse that changing environments were starting to affect my studies. My parents knew I was right, so they told me they would look for a housekeeper for me. I was so happy because I got to see my Prince Charming every day. My family left the country for another country while I remained in New York, close to the one who had stolen my heart without even trying. Dante's mother turned out to be my mother and his father my father. After my parents left, Dante and I started sleeping together. We would share a bed, but nothing ever happened. He was like a brother to me and I was like a sister to him, so yeah, and I was only 9 years old. He would check on me every morning and make sure I ate. Things changed, and I became his responsibility rather than what I wanted him to see. What would a man see in a 9-year-old? I became very close to his mother, and we would go shopping together and do things a mother and daughter would do. When I turned 13, Dante was the CEO of the Monroe Group. He drove expensive cars and had women all over him. But he never settled for any of them. That didn't bother me much. I mean, he promised to be my prince. But that was a promise he made to a 9-year-old. Dante would pick me up from school every day, and I would go to his office and watch him work. He would help me with my schoolwork. He was everything a brother should be. When it was exam time, he would act like a strict teacher and lock me up to finish my work if I got one answer wrong. I would be punished. He was my knight in shining armor. He was also my crush. After all those years, I still have butterflies when I see him. Dante would always kiss me good night every day. He had never passed a day without doing it. He was now more like a parent than the friend I met when I was nine.
When I turned 14, I was a bit mature, not that mature, but at least I could see him in every magazine. The youngest billionaire in New York City, I was proud of him as much as he was proud of me. He was an inspiration, and I forgot to mention that Dante is a perfectionist. Things changed a little when I was 14, not on his end, but on mine. In fact, I used to be envious when I read about him and his latest fling in magazines or newspapers; after all, he was my prince charming. Though he and I had never talked about such things before, we talked about everything but his love life. He said I was too young to understand. But Dante was still my Prince Charming. I knew that with time we would get to talk about the things that we couldn't talk about when I was older.
After being betrayed by her stepsister, Cathleen left the country and went abroad. However, on the day she returned to NYC, she was asked to marry the same man she caught sleeping with her stepsister 3 years ago. Cathleen agreed, as she was marrying the man to save her grandmother and wanted revenge, as well as to cut ties with her family. To her surprise, the man she married wasn't the man who betrayed her 3 years ago; it was a different man she had never seen. What happened to Finn? How will she get her revenge? Her stepmother and stepsister found out that Finn wasn't the owner of Knight Group, so they devised a plan to make Cathleen marry the lapdog while they found out who owned Knight Group. But with Finn on the run, who then did Cathleen marry? Xavier was dimmed to be a cousin from the farm; little did the mother-and-daughter pair know that he was the big shot they had been looking for.  Â
“You think you can tame an old daddy like me?” Mr. Domenico Lombardi’s stone-like voice makes me nervous, but I’m not backing down; I know what I want. “Yes,” I added a nod to confirm it but cursed internally at my luck. I’ve never had a boyfriend, and here I am trying to tame a man old enough to be my father. It is said that the apple does not fall far from the tree. I guess I am truly Kate’s daughter. I had an internal laugh at my stupidity. He scoffed, and I responded by nodding once more while watching the darkening of the silvery gray pupils in his eyes. How come? I brush it off as his cold eyes wash over me. Domenico Lombardi’s presence makes me squirm. When I’m around him, I get the impression that I’m being judged and ignored at every turn. “How old are you?” “18” “How old is your father?” “38,” I replied truthfully. “Well, I’m 37 years old.” He stared at me; his eyes darkened again, and I became terrified. I fiddle with my nails, clipping them together as I lean back on my heels to help relieve some of the anxiety he’s causing me. “You see, I’m like a father to you, or maybe a grandfather or a great-great-grandfather. How many boyfriends have you had in your life?” “None.” He chuckled as I responded. “You see, I’ve lost count of how many ladies I’ve fucked, thousands or millions, over the centuries. You are just a little girl to me with nothing to offer; now, get lost!” “My panties made you hard!” “You think so?” “Yes,” I responded confidently. “Well, I wasn’t hard; I just have a donkey-like cock.”
Christopher Grayston only wanted to marry to stop his grandfather from asking him to remarry. As a result, he married a girl he met outside civil affairs. He wanted to marry someone with whom they would never consummate their marriage. So he settled for a young girl he had just met standing outside the Civil Affairs Bureau, knowing full well that he wouldn't touch her because she was just a girl. Camila Mendoza fit the bill since she was young, though she was a temptress without even trying. The two signed the marriage certificates and went their separate ways. However, 3 months down the line, fate brought them together. Camila saved a kid and later learned that the boy she saved was her husband's son. Camila never cared about how her whore of a husband conducted his life until she met his son. Everything was fine till his ex-wife came stumbling back into his life. A man who is always making headlines about his sex life and a wife on a mission. Who would triumph?
She went to a club with her friends to drink for the first time after finishing her third-year examinations. Gabriella was a 21-year-old virgin who had never kissed anybody before. She met a stranger at a club, accompanied him to a hotel, had her first kiss, and lost her virginity. She enjoyed herself. When she awoke the next morning, the man was gone, He left. She found out she was pregnant a few months later. She continued to go to the hotel in the hopes of running into the man, but after four months, she gave up. He abandoned her, leaving her to face the situation alone. She dropped out of university to raise her son. She returned to school a year later to complete her studies and get her degree. She then saw the person she had slept with on TV and realized he was now engaged, as well as the fact that he was the well-known multi-billionaire Javier Hills. What would his grandma do when she finds a boy who looks just like her grandson?
An orphan raised by the omegas of the pack, her mate took a chosen luna and left her pregnant. After she had lost everything, they threw her back out on the streets. The streets were where she came from in the first place. Every time a car passed, she would hurl herself into the streets. She yearned to die and be with her dear ones, but no one had ever stepped in to aid her. Will the moon goddess have mercy on her? What would happen if her true identity was discovered?
For seven years, Jillian pursued Bryan with unyielding passion, but he remained distant, his emotions tightly sealed. Disheartened, she left for overseas after graduating from college. Three years later, Jillian, now a successful attorney, sat provocatively on the lap of Bryan's competitor. She flashed Bryan a playful smile and taunted, "What's wrong, Bryan? Are you impotent?" Bryan's restraint shattered in an instant. In a swift motion, he scooped her up and tossed her onto the bed. The next morning, as Bryan woke up, Jillian flashed a mischievous smile. "Let's keep things casual, okay?"
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
It was a big day for Camilla. She looked forward to marrying her handsome groom. Unfortunately, he abandoned her at the altar. He never showed up throughout the wedding. She was made a laughingstock in front of all the guests. In a fit of rage, she went and slept with a strange man on her wedding night. It was supposed to be a one-night stand. To her dismay, the man refused to let her be. He pestered her like she had stolen his heart on that night. Camilla didn't know what to do. Should she give him a chance? Or just stay away from men?
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."