Avery and Tom are childhood friends that grew apart to the point to be like strangers. So they can't believe it when their families publicly announce their engagement. Avery just wants to pursue her acting career, and Tom wants to get married to Helen, the evil woman that he fell in love with. But will they keep hating each other, when the sudden engagement pushes everyone around them to be their real selves?
Avery woke up that morning feeling a little sick in a way she couldn't explain why. Maybe it was a headache coming, or perhaps it was «that» time of the month. However, she decided to brush it off and start her day. She had work at ten and was very proud to say that she was never late. Not even in her worst days.
She got out of bed and slowly walked to the bathroom, thinking that a cold shower might help.
Letting her long hair out of the messy bun she slept in, got under the shower and couldn't help but shiver under the freezing water. Thankfully, it seemed to have worked because she found herself immediately opening her eyes and feeling energized.
After washing her hair, got out of the shower wrapped in two white towels and walked to her closed. Debating whether she should pick up a cute outfit, Avery laid out the pros and cons in her head.
«Cons: I'll have to change as soon as I get to work; I'll spend the whole day in my work clothes. »
«Pros: The whole team will still see me arrive in my own clothes, and I know how they like to talk...»
Keeping the second in mind, she ended up picking some cute but simple clothes: Black jeans and a white tank top. The outfit almost looked like an off-duty model look. Needless to say, it was very flattering for her tall figure. The tank top fabric hugged her waist and made her chest seem more prominent. And the skinny jeans made her look even taller. Paired with some black stilettos, she was ready to go.
Her mother was already eating when Avery walked downstairs, and looked at her when she heard the steps.
"Avery, good morning. ÂżJoin me for breakfast?" she offered.
"Sure, I think I have a few minutes", said Avery while sitting down in one of the chairs at the side of the table.
"She'll have a coffee, black with no sugar", said Amelia to the maid standing behind her. Then, she looked at her daughter: "Don't look at me like that. I know you have to film today. ÂżIs it a sin to want you to look your best?"
"Mom, I won't look overweight because I eat one piece of bread at breakfast", Avery rolled her eyes.
"But you will", joked Amelia.
Avery was used to the way her mom was, always in a struggle to not mess up, look bad, make a mistake...
She couldn't blame her, they lived in a tough and judgy world, and her dad wasn't there to protect them anymore.
Amelia meet Aston when she was only nineteen years old. Aston not only was the heir of the Black empire, but was already taking important roles in his family's multiple companies.
His parents didn't arrange a marriage for him, like the prominent families used to do in country A. But of course, they expected him to marry a young lady from the high society as well. One that could match his powerful background.
When he was twenty-two years old, the Black family sent him to Country I to seal a crucial deal with a company from there.
During his private flight, he requested a cup of black coffee and was surprised when he didn't see Elliot, the flight attendant who has been working in the family's aircrew for the longest time. Instead, he was speechless when he saw a beautiful young lady in a modest but flattering flight attendant uniform.
"You are not Elliot", Aston couldn't help but note.
"I'm not, I'm sorry, sir. Mr. Elliot has a very strong flu and is unable to join you for this flight", informed Amelia, her voice trembled a little bit. It was her first trip out of her career training, and tried to remember all the manuals and classes on how to act with the passengers. However, she never imagined that her first flight wouldn't be in a commercial, regular plane; but in a private one, with just one passenger that she couldn't afford to offend.
When her mentor, Mr. Elliot called her and ask her if she was available to cover him, she was bursting with excitement, and said yes so fast that didn't stop to ask for details. Later that day, when he sent her the information, she thought that she should have rejected; thinking that one small mistake could end her recently started career.
After losing herself in her thoughts for a few seconds, she remembered to smile to her only passenger. And what Aston saw was a very obviously nervous but beautiful lady, smiling brightly at him.
"Do you know who I am?" he asked.
"I'm sorry sir", she apologized, again. "I just know you are a very important person. But I'm not sure who you are".
And that was enough to make Aston smile, like he hasn't been smiling in a long time.
He not only succeeded in making the needed arrangements for the business partnership, but also succeeded in falling in love at first sight. His feelings were so intense that when he got home two days later, he called Mr. Elliot. He felt that it wasn't fair replacing him, and he also knew that his parents were used to being attender by him. So, he asked him to hire a new person for the aircrew: The lady who was in his flight.
Amelia was ecstatic to receive the job offer, and it was going to be a lie to say that she didn't think that he was extremely attractive. However, she knew it was out of her league. She limited herself to small interactions, so she wouldn't fall in love.
Over years of flying together all over the world, and silently loving each other from the distance, he finally confessed his feelings.
Amelia felt on cloud nine, and was quickly to confess hers as well. Without knowing that the Black family was going to make her life hell, until proven herself to be good enough for their son.
She worked as hard as she could and did everything in her power to be appealing to her in-laws, but being an orphan without a big last name was all they needed to hate her. And only when Aston, the only heir of the Black family, stood up and told his family that he was willing to leave their business to be with Amelia, they accepted her.
Amelia and Aston lived happily, and she gave birth to Avery, a beautiful little girl, and heir of the Black empire. However, they were wrong to think that they could grow old together and watch Avery become the new head of the family because Aston passed in a tragic accident in Country F when she was only ten years old.
Since then, Amelia had to put together all the knowledge she acquired on years of watching her husband manage the companies, and step up to be the new boos. All that while trying to look up for Avery, so she would never have to go through the humiliations she went thought when she was younger.
Avery was aware of everything her mom when trough, and understood why she was so uptight.
She quickly nodded and said: "I'll be fine, mom. Is my last week of filming anyway."
"I just want you to be the star you want to be as soon as possible, so you can retire and finally step up as the new CEO of the Black Company", grumbled Amelia. Of course, being the only heir, she was expected to take on the role her dad left.
"Yes. And I just want to remind you that is not going to happen", rejected Avery.
"It Is very early, and I would rather not have this conversation", ended her mom.
"Mom... We can always sell...", Avery started.
"Isn't late for work? I thought you only had a few minutes"; Amelia interrupted her.
"Yes", sighed Avery. "I'll see you for dinner"; said before taking her car keys from the bowl on the entryway and leaving the house.
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"
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?
Three years ago, Cecilia was left battered and alone by the man she loved most, Alston, yet she bravely completed the wedding ceremony while pregnant. Three years later, although they were married, they grew apart over time. Cecilia focused on her career, no longer foolishly believing in love. But her transformation instantly threw Alston into a panic... And what is the secret from 11 years ago that Cecilia has always been reluctant to reveal? *** "She went to a law firm, met with a lawyer..." A lawyer? Is Cecilia suing someone? Who? Is there any recent litigation against the company? Alston suddenly chuckled coldly, "Who could she sue? I'm the CEO of this company. How come such a matter doesn't come to me first?" The assistant swallowed nervously, speaking softly, "Sir, there's no litigation against the company. She met with... a divorce lawyer."
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."
RATED 18+ (WARNING) - EXPLICIT SCENES. "Strip for me" the beastly alpha called, his voice echoed from his dark cell, causing a shiver to go down her body. She couldn't fight the way her body reacts to him. Her nipples harden from his touch. "I can smell your wetness omega" he mutters, his hands tracing under her skirt till he feels up her wet jeweled folds, causing a hiss from her lips as his fingers push in. He whispers to he ears, a voice filled the dangerous promise "you are mine" .******. Elise Aldermen is the daughter of the Silvernight Pack's chief alpha. She has waited her whole life for her marriage ceremony, hoping it would be the best day of her life. However, she gets the shock of a lifetime when her betrothed coldly rejects her and makes her a slave after finding out her true origins, even though they were already bound. Not Not only is she claimed to be a bastard on her mating day, but she is also disowned and rejected by her pack and mate. Elise's life turns into a nightmare as she is thrown into the dungeons as the cruel alpha's slave, only to be handed off to his greatest beastly champion, who dwells in the dark cells. Elise soon discovers that the beast she is now forced to be marked and bound to is more than a monster; this beastly alpha could also be her fated mate.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."