I tried closing my eyes while he's having his way with me. He instantly wraps a hand around my neck causing my eyes to fly open. "Don't close those eyes. I want them boring into mine as you please me. You are mine and as such you don't need to find anybody else" Gemma Russo, finds out about the loan contract her father made before he died and starts working her ass off to pay back the money after she's being pestered by the unknown lender and receiving a series of threats. Her little waitress salary was not enough to pay off the loan and feed herself. So she pays heed to her best friend's advice of being a stripper for one night. That night changes Gemma's life as she gets mixed up with one of the deadly mafia bosses and a dangerous drug syndicate and she gets accused of murdering one of Antonio Romano (Boss) men. Antonio Romano is the cold, horrible, ruthless leader of a mafia gang and a dangerous drug syndicate. When he learns about the death of one of his subordinates and he found out that the suspect is the daughter of the man who made a loan contract with him, he makes her a prisoner in his house and forces her to be his sex slave for hundred days. To be Antonio's sex slave came with so many difficult conditions which Gemma is never to break as each condition attracts a punishment, but she ends up breaking them all. Now, what are the conditions?
GEMMA
I opened the dressing room door and walked wobbling to the stage amidst loud and cheering noises. I got to the stage, climbed it and stood at the center of the stage. I closed my eyes nervously, exhaling and inhaling. I opened my eyes and stared at the large crowd cheering at me and waiting for me to start performing.
I knew how weird and irritating it felt dancing in front of men old enough to be your father because I've been working in this club as a waitress for a long time and had seen everything that's going on, but here I am, on this stage, about to dance almost naked.
This is my first time dancing almost half naked in front of everyone.
"Just do it. Just one night, if you dance well, you would get enough money to settle your debts once and for all" my best friend's words replayed in my mind.
It was hard for her to bring up this suggestion but she had seen how I've been living a miserable life and living from hand to mouth while trying to pay back the debts my father owed before dying with my little waitress salary.
I was shocked when I found out that my father was owing a certain person a huge sum of money and since I was the only family he had left, I had to pay him back. Since then I haven't stopped receiving notes on my door asking me to pay back and pay fast. But then how would one person own that amount of money?
I felt knots tie in my stomach and I wanted to puke. I wished I could be anywhere but here but I just couldn't make my wish a reality.
"What are you waiting for? Start" my manager, Stacy said as she entered the stage.
I shook my head slightly, forcing back the tears that threatened to fall. I just couldn't do this.
"The men are eagerly waiting for your performance. If you can't do it, then leave the stage and go home" she yelled at me. Thank goodness the crowd couldn't hear her due to the loud music playing.
Leaving the stage right now was something I couldn't afford to do. I needed the money badly.
"I will do it," I muttered.
"Good. Boss is here today and there should be no mistakes and floppy performances" she said and eyed me from head to toe like with disdain and walked off the stage. She had every right to be mad at me. I was the one who told her I wanted to strip dance.
The boss is here? For a strip club, I had to admit this place was oozing pure luxury and had always wondered who owned this magnificent place.
I took deep breaths and tried relaxing myself. The men were screaming at me to strip myself naked, as they were already impatient. Their hungry eyes were feeding on my body. The music changed and I closed my eyes.
I immediately began moving my hips tentatively and ran my hands down my body in a seductively and erotic way. I grasped a long pole as I swirled my body round it.
I didn't realize I had mastered how to strip dance in my head just by watching others do it these past months. I was dancing freely, putting practice to everything I had seen earlier.
The man were howling as they fed their eyes hungrily.
"Slutty bitch"
"That's a great job over there"
"Come sit on my dick"
"I'm fucking hard" one yelled and they all laughed.
I felt so irritated hearing their nude comments but I hid my irritation and kept on swaying myself around the pole.
I opened my eyes and allowed it to travel around the hall and then it suddenly locked with a pair of cold blue eyes, his gaze was like ice, so hard.
He locked his eyes with mine, not cheering or howling like the others. He stared at me like he knew me from before. He stared at me like a predator would stare at a prey and I suddenly felt myself being self conscious of my performance as a result of his fiery gaze on my body.
I couldn't really get a view of his face since he sat in the shadows, surrounded by women dressed seductively and caressing his body to get a reaction. I didn't like the way he was staring at me, it was beginning to stir up some reactions in my body.
I forced myself to look away from him and kept on swaying myself around the pole while the men kept throwing money at me. The sight of the money made me dance more.
Soon, the music came to an end. I bent down and picked up my money littered everywhere on the stage, tucked them in my bra and hurriedly left the stage. The money I made just this night was huge, it was almost a thousand dollars or even more than.
I could still hear the men clapping as I walked back to the dressing room.
"Gemma, that was a nice performance. You did extremely well" Luna, a friend said as I walked into the dressing room.
"Thank you" I whispered.
"You made a lot of money tonight, keep it up" she said and left the room.
I rolled my eyes after she left. The three other girls in the room just stared at me without saying a word to me. I wasn't surprised, we don't really talk.
Keep what up? I just pray this money is enough for me to pay off the remaining debt. Luna came into the room again and began sorting out some dresses.
I changed out of my stripper clothes and wore back my normal clothes. I put all the money I made tonight into my bag. Seeing this money brought joy to me, I don't think I've ever seen this kind of money before in my life. Soon, I would be free of this huge debt.
I was about to leave the dressing room, after waving Luna bye and go home when Manager Stacy walked into the room.
"Gemma, the boss wants to see you," she said.
Why does making out with Daniel suddenly feel different tonight? I wasn't used to receiving this kind of touch from him. Is he trying to make up for what he did? Is this his own way of saying sorry to me? Well if this is his own way of apologizing, I definitely like it!!! I kept on moaning out loud when he fingered me. His fingers kept going in and out of my pussy. It was heavenly and I wanted more. The pleasure was too much for me to bear, it felt like I would explode anytime soon. And when he started eating me out with his tongue, I kept on screaming and moaning. I didn't even know I could moan like this. "I want you in me" I blurted out, unable to hold myself anymore. "Your wish is my command, ma'am" he replied and slipped his manhood into me. Annabelle Peters got betrayed and heartbroken by her sister and fiance. They were both having an affair behind her back and planned to get married soon. The day Anna got to know about it, she went to the club heartbroken and got herself drunk, leading to a one night stand with a total stranger. Michael Dennison, a rich and popular CEO of a big company was the first son of his family. He was being pressured by his parents to get married before they finally left everything they had to him. After a big argument with his parents, Michael went to his favorite club to cool his head off. Then he met Annabelle Peters and had sex with her. Michael thought he wasn't going to cross paths again with Annabelle, the strange woman he had a one night stand with until she showed up at his company, telling him she's pregnant. Their love story started from there
He pushed me forcefully to the wall and kissed me forcefully. He sucked my lips in his aggressively while I struggled to free myself. A hot slap landed on my cheek, as my eyes became clouded with unshed tears. "Henry, please. I beg you, don't do this" I whined like a hurt puppy. "You're mine Mia, the earlier you accept it, the better for you. You can't run away from me. I'll make sure you submit yourself to me and it's now" he whispered with a dead ass tone and I shook in fear. *** How does it feel like to live beneath your sister's shadow? Maya and Mia Swadys are two identical twins with not so identical characters. They both grow in the care of their mother but Mia is neglected the most. A horrific rape incident plunges Maya to run away from home and join a drug syndicate, where she got married to the boss and became the most feared and respected "RED BUTTERFLY" but in the process she gets involved in a fatal fire accident. In an attempt to save her sister, mia impersonates Maya and crosses path with the most feared drug Lord in the country who simultaneously has fallen for her twin Maya How will Mia handle a world she's forced into? A world where she learnt how to kill, how to use people, a world where she have so many enemies waiting to kill her at any means? How will Mia handle the forbidden flame that is about to spark between her and the man who was in love with her sister but now deeply in love with her? And what will she do if her sister returns only to meet her with the man she loves? What will she do when she comes back to claim her position? Love isn't a crime but in the life of Mia, it might turn out to be one.
Eric couldn't resist reaching out to touch Katrina's face. Her skin was warm and soft. She smelled like lilac soap and cinnamon, a delightful combination he had only encountered in her. He slid his thumbs slowly across her lips. They opened with a tiny gasp that made them all more tempting. "Kat... " He looked into her eyes and forgot what he had intended to say. God! She was too beautiful. Her eyes were filled with care, love and longing. Longing that sure matched his own. Very slowly, wanting to draw out every moment, Eric brought his lips to hers. He watched her eyes glaze, and heard her ragged moans when his mouth touched hers, then he kissed her passionately. He ran his lips down over the line of her throat. Heavenly warm skin met his lips. Eric inhaled the downy softness, bringing his hands up along her hips, at her waist and upward along her ribs to the front of her blouse, over her breasts. Katrina moaned softly in approval, cupping her hands in his as he undid the buttons on her blouse. Her breasts came spilling into his hands after he unhooked her bra. He filled his palm with her breasts. "God! I want you Kat" he said with a voice laced with deep passion. Katrina Argos aged twenty,set out to take her revenge on Eric Salmadiego, the guy who almost ruined her sister's life. Eric Salmadiego aged twenty four was a well known arrogant and popular billionaire. Not only was he arrogant, he was a full time playboy. To achieve her mission, Katrina moved into Eric's house as a live in maid. The both of them started on a rough note, but as time went by they fell in love with each other. Now Katrina was stucked with Revenge or Love? Which did she choose? How did she change the playboy to a great lover? What's going to be Eric's reaction when he finds out that Katrina was on a revenge mission? Find out in this interesting and captivating story.
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?
Drugged and deceived, she bore a child amidst tragedy-her son, falsely declared dead at birth. Fueled by the agony, she disappeared, only to return years later with both her daughter and an adopted son, driven by an unyielding desire for revenge against those who had wronged her and her late mother. The plot takes an unexpected twist when the haunting truth surfaces: her son is alive, and his father is a powerful CEO.
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.
Kara Martin was known as Miss Perfect. She was a beauty with good personality and successful career. Unfortunately, her life changed at one night. She was accused of adultery, losing her job, and abandoned by her fiance. The arrogant man who slept with her did not want to take responsibility. He even threatened to kill her if they met again. What's worse, Kara was pregnant with twins and she chose to give birth to them. Four and a half years later, Kara returned to work at a large company. As the secretary, she would frequently face their notorious CEO. Kara thought it wouldn't be a problem, but as it turned out ... the CEO was the father of the twins!
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”