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" What do you want us to be? Sophie your friends pointed it out clearly that I'm obviously too old for you" He ran his hand through his hair. Frustrated, he took a deep breath so he won't scare the only piece of sanity in his life. " But do you want to be more than my sugar daddy?" she asked again. After being thrown to debt by her father, Sophie was forced to look for a way out for herself which lead her to finding a sugar daddy. But what do you think will happen when an inexperienced virgin cross paths with a recently divorced billionaire in her city?
" I know this sounds cheesy but I really can't stop kissing you" Chris mumbled under his breath but she could hear him. He kissed the corner of her full pink lips again earning a moan from her which made his dick twitch in his pants. He traced the kisses down to her jawline before stopping at the base of her neckline. Just exactly the place that always drives her wild. She squirm beneath him, he looked at her pleasure-filled expression and he smiled at her.
So perfect, she made him selfish. He wants every part of her. He wants to consume her mind, body, and soul the way she managed to consume his. Not even years of his relationship with his ex-wife made him feel so obsessed with her like this but Sophie manage to accomplish the feat in just three weeks. There is this strange satisfaction that comes from watching her face every time they are intimate.
" Look at me princess" he whispered. Sophie obeyed immediately even though her green eyes were filled with the storm, she was glowing and it gave Chris an eerie sense of satisfaction knowing he is the only man that ever came close to that.
He bend a little and drank at her expression, he assaulted her pleasure spot which made her wiggle in his arms letting out loud moans. He trailed his kisses down to her chest. Removing the pesky blouse she wore.
" Do you want me to stop?" he asked and she nodded almost immediately.
" Words princess words" he chuckled looking at her struggle to get words out of her mouth.
" No" she squeaked.
" No what?"
" No Daddy"
" Good girl come here princess, remove that bra will you" he commanded and watched his little princess almost immediately. Her full breasts taunt his erection. He had to swallow his breath so he won't lose control right there. He stares at them in awe making Sophie blush uncontrollably. He palmed the right boob giving it a little squeeze before taking the nipple in his mouth.
Sophie almost collapsed from the electrifying sensation. All her pent-up sexual frustration threatened to invade her mind, her body wants her mind to obey this demi-God capable of making her feel this way. She has felt like that in her entire twenty-one years of her existence.
" Ahhhh" she moaned out when he suddenly bit her nipple, gently but very terrifying and he gave the same treatment to the other boobs making her arch her back to give him more access but he stopped all of a sudden.
" Even though Ill like to continue this Sophie, I don't want your first time to be in my office restroom" Chris muttered on her skin. The sexual tension in the air could choke the life out of a polar bear. Sophie adjusted herself but dragged Chris closer to her again just to claim his mouth once again. An action that left both of them panting afterward.
"Baby girl if you do that once again, I won't be responsible for my actions" Chris warned but Sophie just grinned ignoring his threat. She even went as far as sticking out her tongue playfully which earned her a loud smack on her ass.
Sophie had thought sugar daddies came with greying hair and big tummies but she had no idea they could be as hot as Chris too. Apart from being his sugar baby, Sophie knew she want more than that, she wants all of him and every package that comes with him but is she going to get it? Or is it going to be just a wish?
“ I don't see the reason why you won't sign the fucking divorce papers!” He said after taking a deep breath, he placed the papers on the table. She only shrugged her shoulders in response. His mind was everything but stable. “ Oh I will” She said with a cheeky smile and he sighed in relief. “ Really?” His eyes lit up. “ One one condition” She raised a finger at him with a shit eating grin. “ I'll do anything to go back to being a bachelor” He said almost desperately. “ Sleep with me” Marriage has always being a bad news to the number one playboy billionaire, Daniel Smith He hated the idea of commitment, what will happen when his father signs a deal to get a bride for him? A crazy one at that.
"Why do you think this ugly woman is my queen, Annalise?" he blurted out, his tone indifferent. Instantly, a pang of regret coursed through him, but he refused to retract his words. His petty side took over, and he couldn't bring himself to admit how her beauty enchanted him. Marilyn remained silent, her hazel eyes revealing the hurt he had inflicted. "No! Natalí would never choose such an unworthy queen for me. She looks so old," he scoffed, casting Marilyn another disgusted look. Only the goddess chooses the true queen, and only chosen can wield the power of her tears. But an Oath to the goddess must be fulfilled no matter what. After being in a loveless and a childless marriage for eight years, Marilyn suddenly found out that her husband wasn't her true husband and she must marry the King of Nayak if she wants a child of her own. Will she follow her path as the goddess chosen? Or will she stay in an abusive marriage and continue to endure insult because she is barren?
"Who are you? You don't even know me. Why are you helping me?" I asked, and he just went back to his straight, expressionless face. "I'm D..... You are?" he asked, and suddenly, I felt a chill run down my spine. It must be because he looked like a cold-hearted person; maybe the chills were coming from him. Or maybe because I couldn't even get past the first letter of his name. Why won't I remember his name? What happened to me? What did my brother do? Why won't I remember the name of my mate?! Mated to the Beta of her pack, Diana struggles with sleepless nights as a Stranger visits her dreams every night showing her proofs that her life in the pack might be a lie and her mate may not be her true mate.
Elisa watched as the most important people in her life showered the evil imposter-The fake heiress, with love. Elisa, the lost daughter of one of the most wealthiest family was found 18 years later and was brought back to her rightful home. However, someone had already taken her place. A fake heiress, the pampered little princess. Her coy acting and innocent façade made Elisa's real mother love her more than Elisa, her real daughter. That made Elisa, though, the true daughter end up as an adopted child. "Elisa, could you try not to appear in front of her too much as it could trigger her insecurities." Her parents had told her because of the fake heiress. "Elisa, You've taken everything away from her. Why can't you give her a little more?" Her fiancé had ordered her. Because of an unfortunate accident plotted by Isabelle-The fake heiress, Elisa was sent to prison and her family cut ties with her without a second thought. Four years, after much torture which led to her being crippled and blind on one eye, she was released, but got hit by a truck. While laying on the pool of her blood, she wanted to question, Why? Why had they all treated her so cruelly, while they love Isabelle unconditionally? She badly wanted to rip off Isabelle's mask of innocence, to reveal the fake, manipulative woman beneath. She was full of hatred. But after her death, she woke up back to when she was 18 years like all that happened were all nightmare. She was elated. She was reborn to re-live all that had happened in her last life, but now, her mission was to reveal mask beneath that woman and make everyone that made her suffer in her past life pay. It was her time for revenge! And definitely, she won't mess this up!
Elin spent twenty years deeply loving her husband, finally marrying him just as she'd always dreamed. But reality shattered her illusions—he wasn't the man she believed. Instead, he callously destroyed her family, crushing her heart beyond repair. At her lowest point, Ruben, equally betrayed that night, approached her steadily. "Marry me, Elin. I'll help you take revenge." Yet, after their wedding, she quickly discovered he was dangerously unpredictable. "I made a mistake. Let's divorce..." Ruben slid his arm possessively around her waist, whispering a chilling promise, "Only in death."
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
Blinded in a crash, Cary was rejected by every socialite—except Evelina, who married him without hesitation. Three years later, he regained his sight and ended their marriage. "We’ve already lost so many years. I won’t let her waste another one on me." Evelina signed the divorce papers without a word. Everyone mocked her fall—until they discovered that the miracle doctor, jewelry mogul, stock genius, top hacker, and the President's true daughter… were all her. When Cary came crawling back, a ruthless tycoon had him kicked out. "She's my wife now. Get lost."
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.
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. .