Meagan took her sister's place and married someone without a penny to his name. Thinking that her husband was nothing more than a poor man, she figured she'd have to live the rest of her life humbly. Little did she know that her new husband, Zayden, was actually the most powerful and mysterious business magnate in the city. As soon as she heard a rumor about this, Meagan ran back to her cramped apartment rental and threw herself into the arms of her husband. "They all say you're the powerful Mr. Friedman. Is that true?" He stroked her hair gently. "We just look alike, that's all." Meagan stuck out her lip in a cute pout. "But that man insists that I'm his wife. It's so frustrating. Honey, beat him up for me, will you?" The following day, Mr. Friedman showed up at his company with bruises on his face. Everyone was dumbfounded. What on earth had happened to their CEO? He smiled. "My wife gave the order, so I had no choice but to obey."
Meagan Allison walked into the house of the Allison family, feeling uneasy.
She was an illegitimate daughter, and she had been living with her mother and brother somewhere else for many years. This was her first time here.
Her father, stepmother, and half-sister, Winona Allison, were sitting on the sofa and waiting for her.
"You're finally here." Disgusted, Meagan's stepmother looked at her, raising her eyebrows. "Take off your dusty overcoat and hang it by the door. Don't get our house dirty."
Meagan's father ignored her and her mother for many years. But two days ago, he suddenly contacted her and asked her to marry someone on behalf of Winona.
The Allison family and the Whitman family had been friends for generations. They had agreed that Winona would marry Zayden Whitman. However, the Whitman family had declined and hidden in a small village. It was said that Zayden was a gangster and had been arrested several times.
Of course, Winona would never agree to marry such a poor man. But the agreement had to be fulfilled, so the Allison family had to ask Meagan to replace Winona in marrying that man. After all, she was only an illegitimate daughter.
Meagan could still remember her father's words when he called her that day. He said coldly, "Meg, think it over. As long as you agree to marry Zayden, I will give you a sum of money you can use to treat your mother's illness."
Meagan didn't sleep the whole night, thinking it over thoroughly. The next day, she agreed.
After all, she had no other choice. She needed the money to treat her mother's illness and send her brother to school.
That was why she came to meet with the Allison family today.
Meagan stood at the door and took a deep breath.
"I want to talk about the marriage."
Her stepmother got very impatient. "What else do you want to talk about? The deal is already good enough for you. You're still being ungrateful?"
This time, Winona chimed in arrogantly, "You're suited to marry that man. Anyway, your mother has slept with many men, and your brother is also a bastard. A woman like you only deserves to marry a rogue."
Winona's words were so harsh that Meagan's face turned pale. Her eyes were slightly red because of anger.
Her father pretended not to hear anything. He waved his hand and said, "As I told you, I will give you a large amount of money if you agree to marry Zayden. That's all. There's nothing else you need to know, so there's no need to talk about it more."
Meagan was still worried, but she had to suppress it. She was powerless against her father.
She had no choice but to prepare for the wedding alone.
On the day before the wedding, a typhoon struck the city. Billboards and trees were blown down and could be seen everywhere on the streets. Despite this mess, Meagan's wedding was pushed through.
There was no luxurious bridal car to pick her up. She walked a long way before she got in an unremarkable van. It took a long time to reach the village. Her shoes and wedding dress got muddy as she walked.
Elderly people had a belief that someone who got married in such weather would not have a happy married life.
But Meagan didn't care about her happiness long ago.
Her husband's house was in the village. The house was dilapidated, and rain leaked in from some holes.
Actually, there was no ceremony for this so-called wedding. It seemed that her husband was also unwilling to marry her.
Meagan was so nervous that her body tensed up. She kept her head down, not daring to look at her husband.
After she entered the room, her husband went to the bathroom to take a shower. She was left sitting at the edge of the bed. She kept this posture for so long that her back stiffened. And she was still wearing her wedding dress.
"It's late. Go to bed now."
His deep and charming voice suddenly brought Meagan back to her senses. She looked up and met his deep-set eyes filled with unpredictable emotions.
Meagan held the hemline of her wedding dress nervously, and her heartbeat went abnormally fast.
When she saw his wet hair from taking a shower, she realized that she would spend their wedding night with him tonight.
Mia's life is spiraling out of control. Abandoned by her mother, bullied mercilessly at school, and thrown into a household of four dangerously attractive stepbrothers, she's desperate to find her footing. "You look absolutely edible," Sean growled, his eyes devouring her. Mia felt a rush of heat between her thighs "Oh, you think so?" she purred, turning to face him. She reached out and traced her fingers along the ribbon that wrapped around his waist. "Well, I've been waiting for this all day. And I'm starving." Sean's smile grew into a predatory grin. "Then let us feast," he said, and in a flash, the ribbon fell away, exposing his rock-hard length. He stepped closer, and Mia felt the warmth of his breath on her face as he whispered, "You're going to take every inch of us tonight, aren't you?" With Rolex's teasing smirk and Sean's quiet, hot stares, Mia doesn't know where to turn-or who to trust. Every glance, every touch leaves her breathless, confused, and craving more than she should. Will Mia survive their games, or will she lose herself in a dangerous world of secrets, seduction, and forbidden desire? One house. Four brothers. Endless temptation.
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.
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."
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.
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.
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. .