Freya sacrificed her happiness and youth just to save her sick mother's life and her family's hospital. She was forced to marry Brennan, a man who was in a three-month coma after having an accident. It was a contractual marriage, but it still bonded them together. Freya already resigned herself to never seeing her vegetative husband awake, but she was in for a surprise. On their wedding night, her vegetative husband suddenly stirred and opened his eyes. Freya almost had a heart attack! What did the future hold for them now that Brennan unexpectedly woke up? Were they going to stay married? Or would Brennan throw her out?
"Hot... It's so hot..."
Everything in front of Freya Walton became blurry, and she felt hot all over. Her entire body itched unbearably as if countless ants were crawling.
This feeling was so abnormal. She had never experienced this before. She didn't eat anything today since she was in a bad mood. Freya's eyes suddenly widened.
The orange juice! There must be something wrong with the orange juice that the butler of the Hayes family handed her just now.
She slumped on the luxurious cashmere carpet and looked at the unconscious man in the bed, trying her best to suppress the strange desire surging in her. At the same time, she felt incomparably sad.
After all, she couldn't leave this place.
When she returned to Leryport three days ago, she learned that her mother was seriously ill. And Healthbridge Hospital, which her mother built with painstaking efforts, was on the verge of bankruptcy.
These sudden changes almost made Freya break down.
She was left with no choice.
The Hayes family was willing to invest three hundred million dollars to save the hospital from decline.
But they had a condition-Freya had to marry Brennan Hayes, who was in a vegetative state.
Freya was forced to agree for the sake of her mother. Her father even signed an absurd contract on her behalf. It was stipulated in that contract that she had to fulfill her duties as a wife, including giving birth to a child for Brennan.
When Frey first heard about it, she thought it amusing.
Brennan was a vegetable. How could they have sex? How could she get pregnant and give birth to a baby?
It was only now that she realized that the Hayes family wanted her to have sex with Brennan this way.
Freya felt humiliated. But the effect of the drug was so strong that it quickly drowned her rationality.
She couldn't control her urge anymore. She got up and climbed onto the big and soft bed.
Brennan's face was handsome but expressionless. Looking at him, Freya felt her body softening. She touched his skin, and the numb feeling ran through her body like an electric current.
The heat inside her intensified.
There seemed to be a voice in her head that kept telling her it was not enough.
What she needed now was a man. No one else except a man could help her.
But should she really have sex with a man in a vegetative state?
Waves after waves of lust overwhelmed her, making her involuntarily bend down and kiss Brennan's pale but attractive lips. Her heart skipped a beat.
His scent filled her entire lungs.
The faint mint fragrance mixed with his hormones intoxicated her.
Before Freya knew it, her red lips ran through his chin, down to his neck and collarbone. She was getting out of control.
She took off her dress, revealing a huge part of her smooth and delicate skin. Then she pressed her body tightly against Brennan's and let out uncontrollable and coquettish groans in his ear, trying to get a response from him.
Brennan had a good figure, and his muscles were well-defined and strong. Every time Freya touched them, she trembled with pleasure.
But this moment of pleasure was far from enough. She felt like a giant fireball was burning inside her, and every cell in her body was shouting for more.
She wrapped her arms around Brennan's neck, sat on his body, and lifted his clothes. She whispered, "Help me..."
At this moment, something happened.
Unexpectedly, a pair of hands stretched out and pushed her hard.
Freya fell back to the carpet.
She blurted out a cry of pain. But because of the effect of the drug, it turned into a charming groan.
She lay prone on the floor and sobered up a little. But she was still unaware of what had happened.
Brennan was in a vegetative state. How could he push her away?
Freya opened her eyes wide and looked in his direction.
Under the dim light, a tall and strong figure slowly sat up. As the rays of light shone on his muscular shoulders and chest, his charming figure with strong hormones looked more attractive.
Brennan stared at Freya with sharp eyes.
His gaze was as cold as ice.
Staring at him, Freya suddenly realized something.
Brennan was awake.
Freya sacrificed her happiness and youth just to save her sick mother's life and her family's hospital. She was forced to marry Brennan, a man who was in a three-month coma after having an accident. It was a contractual marriage, but it still bonded them together. Freya already resigned herself to never seeing her vegetative husband awake, but she was in for a surprise. On their wedding night, her vegetative husband suddenly stirred and opened his eyes. Freya almost had a heart attack! What did the future hold for them now that Brennan unexpectedly woke up? Were they going to stay married? Or would Brennan throw her out?
Freya sacrificed her happiness and youth just to save her sick mother's life and her family's hospital. She was forced to marry Brennan, a man who was in a three-month coma after having an accident. It was a contractual marriage, but it still bonded them together. Freya already resigned herself to never seeing her vegetative husband awake, but she was in for a surprise. On their wedding night, her vegetative husband suddenly stirred and opened his eyes. Freya almost had a heart attack! What did the future hold for them now that Brennan unexpectedly woke up? Were they going to stay married? Or would Brennan throw her out?
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
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."
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.
"Please trust me, I didn't do anything." "I don't believe you. I am rejecting you as my Queen and giving you the punishment of death." Alina was living outside her pack for five years. Her parents didn't try to contact her and always ignored her. Her best friend convinced her to go back to their pack and she agreed. But she had never imagined what was waiting there for her. She never thought she would meet her mate and had to face betrayal from everywhere. She had to pay for the crime which she never committed. Aaron Robertson is the king of Lycans. He is a very dominant and powerful King who not only rules Lycans but also rules other ranks of werewolves. Everyone is afraid of Lycans and he is the king of them. But who knew that he would get a mate who was just a simple Omega with no powers and strengths? He called her weak all the time but little did he know that his weak Omega would give him the biggest betrayal of his life for which he had to give her the sentence of death.