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."
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”
For the whole 17 years of her existence, Alana did not know the word freedom and happiness having been confined in the basement of her family's house accused of killing her own mother. She's beaten, cursed at, and barely survived from crumbs of food thrown at her. She thought this is her final destiny and has accepted the bitter fate of her life not until the night of her 18th birthday, a mysterious alpha appeared at her door telling her that she is the long-lost daughter of the alpha king and claiming her as his mate he's been looking for several years now.
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..."Â But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
"Who is she?" I asked, feeling tears well up in my eyes. "He met her at the Alpha training camp," he said. "She is a perfect suitor for him. It snowed last night, indicating that his wolf is happy with his choice." My heart sank, and tears made their way down my cheeks. Alexander took my innocence last night, and now he is taking that thing in his office as his Luna. **** Emily never shifted on her 18th birthday and became the laughingstock of the pack. When her old crush, Alexander Black, returns from Alpha Training, she never expected him to be her mate. After a night of passionate love, Emily finds out that young Alpha Alexander has taken a chosen mate. Heartbroken and humiliated, Emily runs off and disappears from the pack. Now, five years later, Emily is a high-ranking warrior in King Alpha's army, specializing in sensitive matters. When her best friend invites her to a night of music and laughter, she never expects to run into her mate, Alexander. Will Alexander figure out it is Emily? Will he chase after her, and most of all, will Emily be able to keep her secrets safe?
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”