*[MATURE CONTENT 18+]* Everyone knew who he was; that celebrity that never hide what evil he did, what flaw he had and what murder he had committed. No one cared anyway after all he was handsome and very attractive. His charm cleared all his sins. But what happens when this celebrity, Edward Copper meets Michelle milles his soon to be nemesis? I mean he had his night with her and later on he offered her a contract for him to marry her, for the sin he committed with her. What was he thinking? No one knew but what one was sure of was that he didn't know how love could play with him. How Michelle milles was going to reveal his color behind that mask, after all she loved him. *devil in red*
Michelle opens her eyes on the bed on which she slept, her gaze was blurred when her eye open. She yarns loudly when she traces her hands down the bed. Was she alone? She wanted to find that out and yet her hand stopped on a firm Abs. She counted the parks on the hard body when her eye opens immediately to the sound she hears beside her. "Uhm, your up early." He said beside her and she turns to her side immediately. When she looks at the man beside her, she jumps in a shock away from his body. Who was he? He was Edward copper, a famous musician, model, and actor.
What was he doing in her room and on her bed? She looked at him dazed and confused. What happened last night? How did she get to meet the celebrity? Several thoughts came running into her mind while she sits on her bed immediately, pulling the bedspread up to her chest. Did she just sleep with a celebrity? She looks at the man that was still fast asleep and enjoying her ravishing strong bed. Back to her body, her eye trailed underneath. 'I hope I didn't lose my virginity to him?' She hoped. She stands on her feet and runs towards her dress that got littered around the whole room. The sight of their dresses was like a massacre. Where were her panties? She looks for it when she hears his voice once again. "Come back to bed." He moans and rumbles words altogether. Michelle was dazed at this man's gesture. She for one knew him as a saint and every woman's dream. He was like everyone's model and what most children would want to be like. But now seeing how he acted in bed, like a child, amused her the most. Edward copper opens his eyes slowly when he noticed he got no reply. When his eyes opens completely, he flinched at Michelle's sight, falling to the other side of the bed. Who did he expect to see when his eye opened? Long before today, Edward walked into a bar after Lauren the president's daughter got killed. She was one of the first female billionaires in Vegas and she was his girlfriend. That night, he figured out that his girlfriend had been cheating with him with his bodyguard and after he killed his bodyguard guard in the store room at the studio, he went to meet Lauren. The worst happened that night and all he could think about was running to a bar, one of his favorites 'enamore.' He wanted to tell what happened since he was almost caught at the crime scene, but how much sober he was to see his girlfriend drowning in her blood broke his heart more. After drinking himself into a stupor, he followed suit to a ladies' house. He didn't know which but all he knew he did was that he opened the door to an unknown stranger and walked right into her bed. What happened rest was something in their memories. "Who are you?" Copper stands, walking towards Michelle with his panties on. He looked at the girl confused and frustrated about how he got to her room. He walks closer to her and she kept flinching backward. "What do you mean, who am I? You're the one in my bed. How did you even get into my room?" Michelle asked, crying and scared if copper had already had his way with her. She wasn't ready to lose her virginity to some celebrity who would just leave her to her sucked-up life or miss the most important thing in her life and think it was just a dream. No, she couldn't. What could she do when her whole life was already hanging in the balance of her work at the bar? She was poor no doubt and she was living her best life alone with no friends. Her only friend was her mother, whom she got into a fight with and she had to move out of the house, fending for her fees. She looked to herself immediately and thought of throwing things at Copper who kept dodging her effortless attacks. "What did you do to me?" She cried. Copper was confused here. Who was the victim? Wasn't it him, I mean, what if Michelle had spiked his drink earlier since she caught him off guard at the bar drinking his way all up? He was a celebrity after all and people would die to sleep with him or even get to torch him. What if this was her way of getting away with a celebrity? Copper's mood changed immediately. He runs at Michelle immediately, caging her on the wall. Michelle's eyes opens immediately in fear, her heart started breathing fast. What if he was a serial killer? Oh yeah, he was, but she had the faintest idea of who he was behind his mask. He looks into her eye sending cold and deadly chills. She shivered when she felt his hard breath on her skin, Copper, on the other hand, wasn't going to hurt her, he was going to make her his, after all, she had of the secret of he's and he didn't want this to get out. He releases himself from her. He didn't want to frighten her much after all she was going to be his. He sighs slowly as his body moved away from hers. He looks at her and she tried to catch her breath. I thought he was a celebrity. Look at how fast he acted when clamping her to the wall. Who was this man? Was he the celebrity Michelle thought he was? "Don't shout...don't shout," Copper says when his breath felt heavy. And releasing himself. Michelle is perplexed and also confused. What did this man want from her? Why was his behavior varying from time to time? Somehow he was cold earlier and now he was nice? "What are you? Devil in red¿" Michelle said, and he laughed quickly. "No..no am not that. I just want to take responsibility for what I did wrong. I want to marry you."
At a ball in the house of Rodriguez Castillo, one out of the three blonde maidens are to be chosen for the sacred rituals. The rites the Castillo pays every season. One of their daughters are to be married out to either of the four families from the coastline of the outskirt of Britain. Anna has been chosen, the most prettiest of the blondes, the most precious pearl of her father. The youngest. What then happens. When Anna prefers to be home than to be sold off as the rites and rituals presumes.
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
My family was on the poverty line and had no way to support me in college. I had to work part-time every day just to make ends meet and afford to get into the university. That was when I met her—the pretty girl in my class that every boy dreamt of asking out. I was well aware she was out of my league. Nevertheless, I mustered all my courage and bravely told her that I had fallen for her. To my surprise, she agreed to be my girlfriend. With the sweetest smile I had ever seen, she told me that she wanted my first gift for her to be the latest and top-of-the-line iPhone. I worked like a dog and even did my classmates’ laundry to save up. My hard work eventually paid off after a month. I finally got to buy what she wanted. But as I was wrapping my gift, I saw her in the dressing room, making out with the captain of the basketball team. She then heartlessly made fun of my inadequacy and made a fool out of me. To make things worse, the guy whom she cheated on me with even punched me in the face. Desperation washed over me, but there was nothing I could do but lie on the floor as they trampled on my feelings. But then, my father called me out of the blue, and my life turned upside down. It turned out that I was a billionaire's son.
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find 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."
The night before her engagement, Valerie was tricked by her boyfriend and stepsister into spending the night with a stranger. After the night together, the man vanished. Later, her boyfriend accused her of cheating, revealing his affair with her stepsister. Pressured by her father, Valerie married an unconscious man in place of her stepsister. Valerie exposed the scheme, sabotaged her father’s ambitions, and transformed herself. When her husband woke and chased her to the airport, she calmly refused him, saying, "It's over between us." He held her firmly. "You married me, so you must commit."