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."
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"
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."
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true stature—the wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"