follow my instagram :) instagram : Anesa_mons Meeting a man while doing her job, Desha has to be confronted with an Antonio Miller who turns out to be so interested in her that he is even willing to do anything to get her attention. However, it was not the sincerity and open heart that Antonio received from Desha when the girl agreed to have relationship with him but an unexpected plan that had been devised by Desha on someone's orders. Antonio is not a random man that Desha can easily target, on the contrary Antonio has so many trusted people who will watch over everyone near Antonio from any angle. This made Desha even more difficult, especially with the truth that their families were tied to one another. So, will Desha achieve her goal or is it Antonio who prevents it all? How will their complicated story end? Find the answer by following their story to the end here.
Mr. Andy
Come to this place now.
Nadesha looked at the cellphone screen that she had enlarged to see more details of the place sent by one of her clients. She smiled a little and nodded in understanding before finally going away from a place to eat in a local market.
Desha kept walking by occasionally fixing the hat she was wearing. Disguise appearance when going to meet her client with a hat and mask. Desha kept walking. Her eyes focused on the street which was quite busy because she was at the local market. Not far ahead, two men were walking side by side with a woman carrying lots of groceries. Desha could tell that they didn't know each other and the two men deliberately walked with the middle-aged woman.
Desha smiled sarcastically when she saw one of the man's hands enter a middle-aged woman's bag. Taking a fairly thick wallet then just walked away after putting the wallet into the jacket he was wearing with an expression that pretended not to do anything. Desha could only shake her head at the stupid actions of the two men. They bother a lot of people.
Desha stopped when the woman suddenly stopped. She watched the woman who wanted to buy but could not find her wallet. Desha, who was right behind the woman, could see how the old woman suspected her. Desha shrugged then walked again with both hands in the pockets of the hoodie she was wearing and repaired the side bag she was carrying.
Not long after, the woman's screams stating that she had lost her money immediately made everyone excited and they started looking for the culprit. Desha, who was still walking, saw the two men she saw earlier in the corner of one of the shops staring at her, then she shook her head and focused on her way.
"Damn," Desha cursed when she heard screams directed at her and saw several people starting to chase her.
"I DON'T STEAL IT, DAMN IT!" Desha shouted that she didn't accept everyone's accusations against her.
Desha started running aimlessly when everyone was getting closer to her just to avoid everyone who was accusing her. Desha couldn't explain what happened to defend herself and accuse others when everyone justified the middle-aged woman's mistakes to her. Desha really won't be helped if she decides to do that.
Desha occasionally looked back and could see one by one the people behind her were starting to decrease because they were tired of running. She smiled sinisterly and re-accelerated her steps to avoid the people there. But damn, the two men Desha saw earlier still kept chasing her even with calm faces, and didn't look tired though.
"Come on. Don't stop," complained Desha after running long enough and feeling her legs start to hurt. The face covered by the hat occasionally looked back and kept finding two men she didn't know were still chasing her.
With full strength, the long legs wrapped in jeans ran quickly again and turned towards a narrow alley. Continuing to step her feet without knowing the direction she will pass now is a dead-end area and there is no way out.
"Unlucky! Why must it be a dead end, huh!"
Just now Desha was about to move back to find a way, but the two men who had been chasing her were already right behind her. Only two meters away and if she is caught, then her history will be over. There is no other way but to fight them only in self-defense.
"Where are you going, you naughty girl Have stolen but do not want to be responsible What a naughty girl!"
Desha turned around and regretted her actions for choosing this dead end. She was caught now, but she ignored the sarcastic remarks from one of the men in front of her. She just kept racking her brain to get out of today's bad events. She was really tired to serve them with her very sore feet.
"I told you I didn't steal it, but you guys didn't believe me until I ran. You guys are bastards!" Desha said her complaints were because she was irritated with these two stupid men. She tried to calm herself so that her breathing returned to normal and his emotions could be controlled properly again.
One man burst out laughing at the thieving girl's story. "If you are innocent, you should face it instead of running."
Desha chuckled sarcastically with useless satire. Walked up to the two men with a bold look. "You think being responsible for other people's mistakes can be that easy Don't think I didn't know that you guys set me up. Pretend to chase me so that your actions are not noticed Tsk. Rotten!"
The two men looked at each other in disbelief at what the girl was saying. One of them again showed a flat face and the other showed a shocked face. "You know that"
Desha snorted. "Of course. I even saw for myself how your damn hands moved to take that woman's wallet. Ah, damn it!"
"Then Do you think we're going to apologize to you after this Do not hope!"
One man who previously showed a flat face now spoke casually. Getting closer to the girl and taking the side bag that was getting messy when he took it. "Only a bum like you doesn't deserve our apologies."
Desha just kept silent and stared at what the man beside her was doing. Those eyes occasionally glanced at the other man who seemed unable to do anything and only saw what his friend was doing. Perhaps this man in front of him was a follower He's acting differently from the other guy. Two equally disgusting men!
The man took out everything that was in Desha's bag. And it's all just a piece of paper that has been filled with handwriting that the man doesn't understand. He firmly believed that this girl was just as poor as them but not by doing bad. Gosh... Unpredictable.
The man threw the girl's bag on the ground. Feeling that he didn't need anything from there and intended to turn around, but his shoulder was grabbed tightly which made him wince, and then turned his head. The girl was looking at him levelly with her hand gripping his shoulder. Damn it!
"You want to leave after spoiling the contents of my bag Wipe it off or I'll break your arm."
The man spat in all directions. He glanced back at the girl's hand, then pushed it away roughly. The girl flashed a crooked smile and drew closer to him. The man still had a face when his friend behind him was worried about something.
"You're just a poor girl. Why should I obey you, huh It sucks."
Desha did not respond. She threw a punch right in the man's face until his nose and mouth oozed fresh blood. Desha turned around, saw the male friend who was getting scared, and started to take a step back. While the man in front of her was shocked by the blood that fell onto his clothes and hands.
"Fuck!"
The two continued to fight until it was finally Desha who made the two of them prostrate at their feet and admit their mistake. The two men also returned the wallet they had previously taken to Desha even though Desha didn't need it.
"Just take it. You also need money to stay alive. After all, everyone, there is no longer chasing," said Desha, and then started packing up her scattered belongings and just left.
Using the relationship as a bridge to his revenge, Alexander has deep feelings of love for his wife, Kimbeerly Libason. Feelings of love that should have been buried deep in order to focus on the goal, instead made Alexander think twice between continuing or ending his revenge plan. Reluctantly, Alexander ended his plan and chose to leave the Libason family to heal his own wounds even though Kimbeerly was pregnant with his flesh and blood at the time. Kimbeerly loved Alexander so much. She was tormented by Alexander's decision to disappear from her life. A few years later, Kimbeerly reunited with Alexander. Kimbeerly suspected Alexander had a family because she saw him with a woman and a child. On the other hand, Kimbeerly's son continues to ask about his father's whereabouts and makes Kimbeerly confused to answer. How will their story end? Will Alexander and Kimbeerly reunite or just choose their own way of life so that they no longer hurt each other?
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."
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
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."
Drugged and deceived, she bore a child amidst tragedy-her son, falsely declared dead at birth. Fueled by the agony, she disappeared, only to return years later with both her daughter and an adopted son, driven by an unyielding desire for revenge against those who had wronged her and her late mother. The plot takes an unexpected twist when the haunting truth surfaces: her son is alive, and his father is a powerful CEO.
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.