Warning Matured Scenes Rated +18 "Because it has been two years since you and Mr. Leo separated, your admirers and fans are wondering whether you have moved on and if you are seeking another life partner." The interviewer asked. "For the time being, I'm not searching for a new relationship considering Leo and I haven't officially divorced. I did not attempt an annulment of my marriage. I also have no intention of filing for divorce." I will not divorce him because I do not want him to be happy with his mistress. I won't let them be happy. They will suffer in the same way that I did. No one is going to have a happy-ever-after ending. Leopold Fontaine, my billionaire husband, who had an affair with someone else. I'm quite informed that he didn't marry me because we were in love with each other, and that the marriage was solely for the sake of our respective businesses. Nevertheless, I agreed to the marriage because I adored him and because I was still his wife on paper-I am not going to allow anybody else to live in my home without my permission. He has done me wrong, and I am Blossom Belmont Fontaine, his wife, who will make way for him to suffer, and they will pay the price for what they have done.
I'm now dressed in a Maxi Red Dress with Long Puffy Sleeve Tulle Backless Vestido, which is often worn at formal gatherings, in order to seem as a villain in the film, similar to what I watch on television. I also paired it with a pair of black stilettos that will surely make a splash on the floor.
I now have two security guards with me for the scenes that I will be doing today.
They opened the front door. It seems as if my husband has not yet arrived at the house and is still working to support his mistress.
As soon as they opened the door, I was greeted by his mistress, who was seated on the couch, laughing at the lady I had assumed to be her friend. She was simply wearing a white clothes, which reminded me of my husband's clothing in several ways.
"As they say, when you dump garbage in your kingdom, your castle will eventually become trash." I drew my arms over my chest and stared at her from head to toe.
She released the juice she was holding, so her friend was surprised while she was obviously terrified.
"Oh my. Why? What is it about you that makes you look stupid like that? Don't you think it's reasonable to expect the legal wife to return to her own home?"
"What are you doing here-"
"No. What are you doing here? Isn't this my house? Take a look at how filthy you've made my place. Even the floor you walk on has been defiled by your uncleanliness."
When she didn't answer, I didn't move my attention away from her but asked the two guards beside me. "Take all of my stuff and put them in my husband's room, and throw away any women's apparel you come across that you think belongs to this woman."
"Wait! What are you talking about?! You're not allowed to do that!"
"And what makes you believe that?"
"That is mine and Leo's room! You can't touch it."
It seemed as if my ears were rapidly throbbing as a result of what she had spoken to me. I saw another glass of juice on the table, which I believe to have been used by her buddy.
When I got that, I stepped in front of her. I slowly poured the juice over her head. "There, a refreshing glass of juice to help you wake up and get out of your nightmare."
My hand reached out to take her hand and gave the glass when the juice was gone. "I'm assuming you've also used this glass, since it's dirty. Now, take it home with you because I do not want to get infected with your sickness."
I moved away from her, but she didn't seem to be really considering losing. "Leo is going to find out what you did to me!"
"Go ahead, tell him. Would you want me to accompany you?" I looked at her with an arched brow.
"Uggghhh!" In between raising and lowering her chest, she flung the glass I had given her on the floor.
I turned away from her with a grin on my face. As I was ready to take the first step up the stairwell, I turned to face her. "Take care of your mess. Given the fact that you've been my guest for two years, my maids were still the one who cleaned your dirt. And, more importantly, where will you live if you are forcibly removed from here?"
She looked at me with a piercing gaze as her companion ceased speaking. "Don't worry, I won't cause any problems. I would just give you the couch, bed, and other objects that you have already touched so that you may put them to use yourself. In addition, it is filthy; thus, it is no longer usable."
When I reached the top, I saw that the guards had removed all of her belongings. When I heard the sound of Leo's car approaching, I went inside the room and I hastily peeked out the window to check whether they were still there.
As soon as I peered, my husband quickly looked up at me as he wrapped his arms around the sobbing Erin Madison and he could kill me with his stares. My tolerance had finally run out, so I shut the window.
I'm not likely to acknowledge it. It aches, and my eyes seem to be on fire. I can't bear the pain I'm experiencing.
When I heard the vehicle again, I knew he had already driven his lover to a location of her choosing. Because of my frailty, I was forced to sit up in bed. Nothing seemed to have changed after two years, despite the passage of time. I'm still here, stuck. My heart is still in this home, and I'm finding issues dealing with the two of them.
*slam*
When I heard the thunderous slamming of the door, I turned to face it and saw my husband, who had locked his blazing eyes on me. What else should I be prepared for?
I thought he went out with her.
He yanked my arm so hard that I was able to stand up.
"What were you thinking when you did that to Erin?!?"
Erin is back in the picture. I took my arm away from his and fixed him with a searing glare. "Then, what should I do?"
"You should have waited until I returned! You shouldn't have wounded her in the first place! Why did you come back ?!"
His final phrase triggered the bomb that was already exploding inside of me.
I gave him a loud slap.
"Is it normal to expect me to sit here and wait for your arrival while the one causing our marriage to implode is here? And what wounds are you talking about? You cannot blame me if your mistress is a stupid, considering I did not even touch that woman's finger!"
I feigned a laugh while looking at him with a cold expression. "Why did I come back? What do you think?"
I walked to him and intentionally bumped his arm. "Try to bring that woman back here and I'll put you both in jail."
"Blossom!"
"Blossom, come back here!"
"Fuck you!" I raised my middle finger and showed it to him.
Let's see who will be left with the two of us after everything is said and done. There will be no separation or divorce.
Chantelle Collins was once living a life of opulence and privilege, with everything she could ever desire within her grasp. She possessed not only remarkable beauty but also an array of talents that set her apart from the rest. However, fate had a different plan in store for her, and her world came crashing down when her family's fortune vanished overnight, leaving them destitute. The weight of her parents' insurmountable debt burdened her, leaving her feeling lost and unsure of how to repay such a colossal amount. The relentless debt collector demanded that she settle every outstanding penny owed by the Collins family. Little did she know that amidst her struggles, her long-lost childhood sweetheart would resurface, bringing with him a glimmer of hope. But unbeknownst to her, his intentions were far from noble, as he aimed to possess her as his own. Jax Rogers, the formidable and tyrannical billionaire behind the Rogers Group, had a hold on Chantelle like no other. Their relationship had been a cruel fairytale, filled with betrayal and manipulation. Despite her best efforts, Chantelle found it impossible to fill the void left by Jax's late wife, yet she remained by his side, determined to make their love work. How long could she endure his oppressive beliefs about love? How far was she willing to go to prove her worth as a replacement wife?
Warning Mature Content! "No one can touch her, every drop of blood that comes out of her will cost of your lives; whether I reject her or keep her by my side, this woman is mine." —Jaxon Knight. They were fierce adversaries who belong to separate packs. Both had been chosen and destined to inherit their throne. Nevertheless, if their story had already been foretold in a prophecy, how could these two Alpha bloods change their chain of events? Veronica Silva, a strong Alpha blood who knew how to stand her ground. However, with the fate intervention, how was she supposed to evade the cruel, cold-blooded Alpha? She swore she wouldn't fall for this vile person, but what would she do if the Moon Goddess insisted that he be her Moon Blessed Mate?
Leah's Point of view I knew he wasn't for me. I'm not a she-wolf nor a high rank that meets his level. Nonetheless, when his family engaged me as his personal doctor, I had a different feeling. I'm Omega, and all the pack I have encountered thinks of me as a low-level threat. Whenever Alphas and Betas want to play and harm, we are their stress relievers. The epicenter of mocking. Nevertheless, I may be the last one to eat, but I'd rather get harmed battling them than receive scratches without doing anything. Amoux's Point of view I admire how she stands on her own two feet, even if she is in a lower rank. But I dislike her every time she leads me — her duty is merely to heal me! I am the future Lycan King, and she must obey me! However, what should I do if one day, I just woke up and started to realize that I was going along with her demands. I won't like her. I won't fall for that Omega! No matter what… I must reject her.
Warning! Mature scene explicit [R+18] When the time I had nowhere to go because I had lost everything, he came. He showed me and made me feel the things I missed early on. He gave me the ones I had never tried and experienced. But the person I thought I could trust completely was just another poison slowly spreading through my body. Someone who did all that to forget the tragedy that befell my sister. How can I resist the love that, in the first place, should not have begun? How can I forgive myself for something I do not know? We have hundred days to pretend that we are a happy couple. But the secret they had kept for so long was revealing.
Zoey Afar has had a long-held affection for her boss. However, she was unwilling to confess this since, first and foremost, they were different in level of life. The second reason she feels "abnormal" is that even a light touch from her stimulates her desire. She has obsessive sexual behavior, sometimes known as hypersexuality condition or sexual addiction. Things become worse when the hot CEO makes her personal BDSM partner.
Warning Matured Content [Rated +18] Randall lifted the veil I was wearing and gently pressed his soft lips against mine. I closed my eyes. “I am so pleased to present the newlyweds, Randall Adams and Winter Harris Adams!” I yearn after I open my eyes. It is just a dream. But that didn't happen because rising my eyes, only the click, the light of the camera, and the applause of the people popped into my depressed eyes. Randall, the handsome billionaire, stands beside me, claiming that we have been a pair of lovers for so long. But I don't recognize him. Because I lost my memory.
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
Maria took her sister’s place and was engaged to Anthony, a disabled man who had lost his status as the family heir. At first, they were just a nominal couple. However, things changed when things about Maria were gradually exposed. It turned out she was a professional hacker, a mysterious composer, and the sole successor to an international jade sculpting master… The more that was revealed about her, the less Anthony could rest easy. A famous singer, an award-winning actor, an heir of a rich family—so many excellent men were chasing after his fiancee, Maria. What should Anthony do?
Rejected by her mate, who had been her long-time crush, Jasmine felt utterly humiliated. Seeking solace, she headed to a party to drown her sorrows. But things took a turn for the worse when her friends issued a cruel dare: kiss a stranger or beg her mate for forgiveness. With no other choice, Jasmine approached a stranger and kissed him, thinking that would be the end of it. However, the stranger unexpectedly wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear, "You're mine!" He growled, his words sending shivers down her spine. And then, he offered her a solution that would change everything...
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.
"Ms. Crawford, it’s time for you to divorce Mr. Larsen and come home. You're the only heiress the Master's waiting for.” ~•~ For the sake of love, Amara accepted the arranged marriage with Tobias William Larsen. She did everything to gain her husband’s heart but when his old love returned, she realized that all her effort was all for naught. Tobias demanded a divorce on the night of their wedding anniversary, even at the price of threatening her. Heartbroken, she finally dropped all her illusions about him and returned home to be the heiress. The next time she met Tobias, they were no longer couples but opponents. "Mr. Larsen, should I remind you again? We've divorced." "Amara, that's the stupidest mistake I've ever made. Please come back to me."
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."