Two years ago, Bella Jones inexplicably woke up beneath the man. On the same day, the gossip that she was a prostitute went around. She was unable to withstand all kinds of stress. In addition, her studies were interrupted and her family broke down. She had to flee the city after her life was ruined. Two years later, on her first night back in the city, she slept with him again. "You are calling the names of your other clients. Aren't you horny?" A coin was flipped and landed on the bed. "You are bad in bed. Of course, I will miss other clients. You deserve this price, which is already my respect for your feelings." ........ Years later, in a certain interview, a reporter asked, "Mr. Evans, can you share with us the reason that you chose Miss Jones as your life partner?" "It's simple. That is because my wife has spent a large fortune on the rest of my life."
Ouch........
Bella Jones' little face which turned red because of alcohol wrinkled, looking delicate and touching.
However, the man directly above her did not show the slightest bit of pity. He kissed Bella's white collarbone, leaving rudely teeth marks.
She was destined to feel painful tonight.
She stretched her heavy arms in an effort to push the bastard in front of her, but her strength seemed to drain away instantly when her watery eyes met the man's sexy eyes.
"Sheldon......."
Her full red lips couldn't help letting out a soft murmur in a choked voice, "It's good that you do not leave me......."
While speaking, she raised her right hand, trying to stroke the man's face.
The next second!
Bang!
Her hands were grabbed violently in midair by the man, and then he opened her arms viciously with great force.
The sudden pain suddenly made Bella regain consciousness. Bella lifted her little white face, muttering with teary eyes.
"Sheldon, why do you......."
She did not finish her aggrieved words because the next moment the icy gaze of that man made her blood run cold.
In an instant, she was completely sober!
"Shawn, Shawn......."
Shawn Evans?
Oh God, why was he here?
Shawn's body paused and lowered his head gradually. His handsome face approached straight her little pale face with a cold and evil smile curving his thin red lips, instantly awakening Bella's deeply hidden memories of fear!
"This is the second time!"
After an instant shock,
"Help--"
She wanted to scream instinctively, but was stopped the next moment.
That was because Shawn's large hand pinched her snow-white neck quickly and violently. She felt suffocated and painful instantly. Her dull pupils reflected his grim smile.
"It's the second time you've mistaken me for another man. That's good!" Shawn spoke in a very low voice, lowering his head and kissing her on the corner of her lips, as if he was satisfied with her pale face and constantly shivering body.
"What do you think I should do to thank you for your affection? Huh?"
His evil smile was in sharp contrast to his brutal movements.
Bella in his hands was like a stranded fish that constantly struggled and yet could not jump out of his palm. Her breath was getting weaker and weaker, as if she would suffocate at any moment.
Knock, knock, knock!
Suddenly, a knock sounded abruptly at the door.
Shawn paused. His black eyes lighting up, he stared at Bella's face which was covered with tears, and leisurely clicked his tongue.
The next second, he threw his hand which pinched Bella's neck and threw Bella to a corner as if he was shaking off a piece of trash, never looking at her again.
Bella felt was that she was about to break a few bones of her body.
She, who was covered all over with bruises, curled up without a stitch of clothing and stubbornly and fearfully stared at the man getting out of bed.
Shawn picked up a white bathrobe and casually put it on.
He was a natural clothes horse. His wide shoulders, the thin waist, and narrow hips made up the perfect golden ratio.
He was almost 1.9 meters tall with two long legs. The view of his back alone was a beautiful landscape. He exuded an impressive aura of wealth and power.
"You'd better not look at me this way."
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.
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."
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
P-please, I beg you. Come let's go tell Christian I had no hand in whatever happened, p-please." I clutched the lapel of his jacket desperately. "Let's go. You need to tell my husband you were paid." "Young lady, you're harassing me." His tone was cold and his stare granite. But I could care less. "You harassed me first! You had sex with me without my consent, my husband knows and now I'm pregnant with this child he doesn't want. You ruined my marriage! I-I hate you!" ************************************ Caught by her husband with another man on their matrimonial bed the morning after her birthday, Hailey Codza could not defend herself. As though it's not enough, she gets pregnant. Her enraged husband decides to pay her back for her infidelity by having an affair with his ex-girlfriend - Denise Kellers, the family Hailey never knew she had. Losing her family's wealth and company to her husband and his ex (now girlfriend), she is devastated, homeless and penniless as all her credit cards are blocked by her husband. She sees the man who is responsible for her pregnancy. The man she has no idea how he'd found his way to her matrimonial bed - Jared Johnson. Jared is annoyed when this strange woman disrupts his meeting and accuses him of ruining her life, marriage and impregnating her. It affects his business deals and having no choice, he marries her to calm the public whilst engaged to someone else. But he loathes her and allows his family treats her badly. Hailey who has fallen in love with Jared is broken when she can no longer take the humiliation. She signs the divorce papers and leaves, only to arrive six years later to the country as a self-made, secret billionaire and a mother of twins. Now her two ex-husbands are begging to have her back...
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.