After spending a few years in prison, Henrico Zattani, an heir farmer, is finally released and vows to fulfill his promise of revenge to his ex-wife's family, especially her father, an important politician and CEO of one of the largest construction companies in the country. When he finds out that his ex-wife got married, then he chooses her younger sister for his pawn piece in the game. Amelia knows that her last name attracts the most diverse predators, however, she is even more sure that being the bastard daughter is a greater target, so she will do everything to protect her family.
HE N R I C O
The noise of loose springs reverberates down the long, dark corridor, some roars are louder than others and come from every cell, but that's what happens when you take lunatics who can't find a foothold
to sleep and put them in the same place. Lying on top of the bunk bed
I share with one of my companions, I look at the torn photo of the
old newspaper that Guilhermino managed to bring me, the paper is
worn, and the color is fading as the days go by, however, I can still
see the smile of each member of the Leal family and the victorious
expression on their faces. Augusto obeyed and won the election in New
York, becoming governor of the state with a great advantage over his
competitors.
Something in me broke when my best friend brought me the wedding news, I didn't
believe it until he brought me this photo as proof, I know that deep
down he still hopes that I will move on and forget them all, erase
the idea of revenge and move on in my life as if nothing had
happened, but this is just another reinforcement for me to follow my
plan. You can't ask a man who's been tried and convicted for a crime
he didn't commit, someone who's had his life stolen and his heart
broken, to let it all go and move on. The woman I loved was married
to another man, acting like I didn't exist anymore, but all that was
about to change, I'm sure your father hasn't told you the whole
truth, and I'm coming back to take back everything that's mine for
right.
"Only now I don't feel anything, baby." I whisper, running my fingers
over her image, unable to take my eyes off her.
"No shame or pity. You're going to have to deal with me, and there's no
escape." I whisper, careful not to draw the attention of my
companions.
After a few more minutes of looking at the photo, I put it under my pillow
and try to sleep, closing my eyes and refusing to open them before a
new day, even with all the screams and various noises during the
night.
Some companions are running away today, and I had the option of joining
them and fleeing this place ahead of time, but Guilhermino put some
reason in me and I gave up. I can't go back and beat Augustus if he's
a fugitive, no, I need to have my freedom within the law, so I can
move the right pieces. Just a few more months. I repeat until I fall
asleep, then when I wake up the next day to a guard splashing me with
water and snarling a few curse words, I just smile and say I don't
know where my saddle mates have gone.
When night comes again, I dream of the girl with the green eyes and I
imagine doing the most wicked things to her in front of her lying
father and fake sister, until these dreams become my obsession and I
start dreaming during the day too, creating the most hateful scenes
and dialogue, wondering if the sweet youngest Leal has any experience
with men and would be capable of giving me pleasure, but also loving
the idea of being first.
She will hate me in the end, but she will also learn about herself and
doubt her feelings. I'll break you to the core, take your body for
me, and keep your soul for my delight. Anyway, my plan starts and
ends with her. I will be your end.
"Hey." Antonio, a guard I don't completely hate and keep on the payroll,
calls out to me, pushing a printout of some digital newspaper he
likes to post about the Leal family. "You owe me." he says
and walks away, yelling at some inmates who have started an argument
over who can lift the most weight.
I shove the piece of paper inside my pants and go back to the cell,
after making sure I'm alone, I remove the paper from inside my pants
and read the small text above the photo. I ignore the editor's
fawning over Augusto and focus on the names mentioned, my eyes
dropping to memorize the features of my ex-wife's new husband.
The bitter taste of betrayal dulls my taste buds, causing an overwhelming
need to play, but I don't. I hold the gaze of the man in the photo
and then follow his hand, one arm around his wife's waist and the
other around his little sister. It seems like a perfect family, but I
have a strange feeling about the asshole, especially since his hand
is touching what's mine.
I take a deep breath, closing my eyes until I push the rage out of the
dark room I keep in my head and get my actions back under control.
Just a few more months.
Days pass and I wallow in self-pity, seeking refuge in revenge, fights,
and exercise.
I finish my set of weightlifting with the equipment improvised by some
inmates and rest on the cement bench, closing my eyes to take a deep
breath and relax my muscles. Someone taps my shoulder.
"Hey pretty boy" I would recognize that voice anywhere by now, it was
the first lesson I'd learned since getting here, and even though we
never exchanged a word with him, I knew it was worrying to have his
attention on me right now. Shadow isn't known for making friends, no,
last time I was warned, I was told not to be alone with him in the
dark if I didn't want to become his little doll.
"What do you want!?" I growl, hoping the idiot realizes he's a
nuisance. He looks at me with a crooked smile that tells me he's
unimpressed. I roll my eyes.
The guy is six feet tall and covered in tattoos, including a skull on his throat, so of course I didn't intimidate him.
"I just thought you needed to relax." he says with a shrug, and I
eye him suspiciously.
"I don't like guys." I speak and her smile dies.
"And you're too skinny for my liking, idiot. I'm here to offer you a
cigarette, not the gun I keep between my legs." I almost smile
at his shitty comparison, then remember I'm in jail and this guy is a
murderer.
"And you are offering me this?" He snorts.
"I'm a guy like a guy, but that doesn't mean I'm hitting on you,
handsome." I pinch my eyebrows together.
"Okay, sorry if I was judgmental."
"Yes, you were." he cuts me off, and I look down at the cigarette
between his fingers.
"What does this offer mean, then?"
"It's just cigarettes, man. That shit kills, so you don't need to get all
emotional." He holds out the cigarette again, and I take it,
letting him light it for me. "This is shit, maybe death is a
better way out." he says, blowing smoke upwards, his gauze lost
in a group of faces a few feet away from us. I shrug, holding the
smoke in longer than I should.
"What stops you, then?"
"My daughter" reveals and surprise washes over me, but considering
he doesn't seem willing to say anything more about it, I swallow my
curiosity.
"And you?" he asks after a while.
"Revenge."
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
The night before her engagement, Valerie was tricked by her boyfriend and stepsister into spending the night with a stranger. After the night together, the man vanished. Later, her boyfriend accused her of cheating, revealing his affair with her stepsister. Pressured by her father, Valerie married an unconscious man in place of her stepsister. Valerie exposed the scheme, sabotaged her father's ambitions, and transformed herself. When her husband woke and chased her to the airport, she calmly refused him, saying, "It's over between us." He held her firmly. "You married me, so you must commit."
**This book contains a trigger warning. Mention about rape and torture in this book. Please read with caution** "Our marriage is nothing but a deal," he said looking at the girl, her green eyes met his cold silver eye, and both of them glared at each other. "For any rules you break, I will claim any part of your body," his gaze grew dangerously darker at his word. Ashley Harlow was at the top of the world, living the perfect and luxurious lifestyle as the legitimate daughter of the well-known Daniel Harlow. But sadly, a one-night stand put an end to that and brought her life upside down and that of her family's name to the ground. To restore his family's reputation, she was forced into marrying Damien Albrecht, a young, ruthless, obnoxious, brutal billionaire and the head of a mafia gang in exchange for her father's company.
"You're the moon wolf, Lola. You're the wolf with the power of the Moon goddess", Serena said and collective gasps were heard in the room. After being rejected by her mate in Moonlit pack, Lola escaped on a full moon only to enter the territory of the next Alpha King who also happened to be her second chance mate. Adrian is the next Alpha King but he hasn't been able to assume his role because he needed a Luna by his side. A rogue that trespassed on his territory, whom he ordered be killed turned out to be his mate leaving him in a dilemma. Will Adrian reject Lola because she came into his territory as a rogue? Will he overcome what happened to him in the past and give Lola a chance or reject her and go ahead with Fay as his chosen Luna? What will happen when everyone finds out just how much power Lola wields and how she's supposed to protect her kind in an oncoming war? Find out in Lola - The Moon Wolf!
Loraine was a dutiful wife to Marco since they got married three years ago. However, he treated her like trash. Nothing she did softened his heart. One day, Loraine got fed up with it all. She asked him for a divorce and left him to enjoy with his mistress. The elites looked at her like she was deranged. "Are you out of your mind? Why are you so willing to divorce him?" "It's because I need to return home to get a billion-dollar fortune. Besides, I don't love him anymore," Loraine replied with a smile. They all laughed at her. Some believed that the divorce affected her mentally. It wasn't until the next day that they realized she wasn't fibbing. A woman was suddenly declared the world's youngest female billionaire. It turned out to be Loraine! Marco was shocked to the bone. When he met his ex-wife again, she was a changed person. A group of handsome young men surrounded her. She was smiling at them all. The sight made Marco's heart ache severely. Putting his pride aside, he tried to win her back. "Hello, love. I see that you are a billionaire now. You shouldn't be with suckers who just want your money. How about you come back to me? I'm a billionaire too. Together, we can build a strong empire. What do you say?" Loraine squinted at her ex-husband with her lips curled in disgust.