When he looked in through the window, he was astounded to see her topless and braless. She was standing with her back to him, eliciting wild desires in him. He took his handkerchief from his pocket and crept into her room. He blindfolded her with his hankie before dragging her towards the bed. Her heartbeat accelerated. She could feel that he was her man. She asked, "is it you, baby?" He pushed her onto the bed and gazed at her perfect slender body with profound desires in his eyes. He hovered her and tied her wrists with his tie to the headboard. *** She could never stop her heart from beating for him since the day she saw him despite knowing that he would never retaliate to her feelings as for him she was only his best friend's sister. She was so innocent and pure like holy water, and he was messed up and a monster whom anybody definitely wouldn't like to come across. She had never dated anyone in her entire life because, for her, the love of her life was everything. On the other hand, he never believed in all this. For him, "love" didn't exist; it was all about physical needs. His mere presence was enough to relieve her pain; he was like oxygen to her, while on the other hand, he didn't even acknowledge her presence. Her love was so pure and selfless that it could make anyone fall for it because it's not easy to love someone who is forbidden. But will he ever witness her love? Will he ever love her as purely as she loves him? Will her one-sided love ever be fulfilled? If you want to know, then follow the journey of a tempting biker and his secret admirer.
"Cole Williams, a cool and ruggedly attractive rider, is set to take home the victory in today's race. For the past two years, he has won every race, so his fans are giddy with anticipation of seeing him win again today. Even I'm confident." The commentator chuckled as he said to the audience on camera.
Cole was waiting impatiently for the race to begin while seated on the bike, helmet on. He was donning a black helmet and a black and grey outfit. He was everyone's crush and was so hot that he could make any girl swoon. Every woman yearned to be with him. He had a breathtakingly hot appearance, and when he rode the bike, he drove everyone insane with his style and attitude.
He was a bad boy, the devil, no one dared to argue with him. He had a habit of sleeping with a different girl every night because he was a philanderer. One nightstand that met his bodily demands and let him relax was all he was interested in. Love and all was bullshit for him, and he had no faith in forever, he thought everyone leaves eventually just like his mother had left him and his father. He became enraged whenever someone brought up love. In his opinion, no one actually loves anyone in this life; love is just a big fat lie.
A massive crowd had gathered to watch the race, and they were all cheering for Cole. A girl stood in the crowd, wearing a black denim jacket and concealing her face with a scarf and cap. Her eyes were sparkling with excitement, and they were glued to Cole, proclaiming loudly that she is the purest and most innocent soul on the planet. Her hair was fluttering in the breeze while she was constantly praying to God to make him win the race today as well.
She was his secret admirer who came to see his all races covertly. She wasn't like his other fans who just wanted him; she adored him and prayed for his happiness every day. She was only breathing because of him only as his name was written in every breath she took. She gave him her heart and soul the day she laid eyes on him. She loved him selflessly in a way that no one else ever did.
Even though their love was one-sided, she couldn't stop herself from loving him because it was the only thing that made her happy. If she had stopped loving him, she would have lost the only source of her joy, forgotten how to breathe, and eventually died.
But why did she go see his race while concealing her face? Whom was she trying to hide her face from?
When the race began, that girl's heartbeat accelerated with the speed of the bike.
She cheered enthusiastically for him as she saw him on the large screen. When he came to the second position, she became quiet and silently prayed for him, "please... please God, make him win."
When he regained the number one spot, her eyes again shimmered and she jumped to her place, squealing merrily.
Cole won the bike race as usual, and his secret admirer's eyes twinkled with delight and her lips drew up to a broad smile behind the scarf, this time her smile reached her eyes. Anyone could tell she was smiling cheerfully by looking at her eyes without seeing her lips.
When the chief guest presented him with the trophy and the cheque, she photographed him with her instant camera. She took his photo in her hand and moved it toward her lips before kissing it; she wanted to kiss him like this. She loved taking photos of all the happy moments, especially his.
"Congratulation, my Biker. Hope you win all the races in future as well." She murmured merrily and kissed his photo again.
***
After the race, Cole directly reached his best friend's house to celebrate his triumph.
His friend, Ethan Jones welcomed him with a warm hug. "Congratulations, Bro. I'm so proud of you." Happiness was clearly visible in his eyes seeing his best friend's success.
"Thanks, Bro," Cole said as they broke the hug and smiled at each other.
Ethan and Cole had been best friends since they were kids. Their personalities were utterly opposites. Ethan handled his father's business while Cole was a bike racer, Ethan was devoted to his girlfriend and adored her while Cole brought a new girl every night, Ethan was a gentleman while Cole wasn't even close. They only had two things in common: they both had a heart of gold but Cole never showed the world, and also they were equally hot and charming.
They were like brothers who would do anything for the sake of each other's happiness, even die with a smile for each other. Their bond was strong and unbreakable.
"You must be tired, let's sit down." As Ethan said, they settled down on the sofa in the hall.
"Sweetie! Please come downstairs. My best friend won the race again." Ethan squealed with delight.
Cole simply smiled at him, seeing that he won the race, but Ethan was happier.
Reyna Jones, Ethan's sister, arrived with a huge smile on her face and politely congratulated him. "Cole, congratulations."
Reyna was an eighteen-year-old college student, kind, innocent, carefree and lively, her soul was pure like holy water. She was Ethan's princess, and he was overprotective of her.
Cole just smiled at her and instantly moved his eyes back to his friend as he said, "Cole, I already knew that you gonna win the race. Therefore I already brought your favourite brownie Ice cream."
"Wow, I just can't wait to have it, and I'm seriously starving. You're my saviour, Ethan." He whooped.
"Sweetie, bring the Ice cream." As Ethan said, she gave him a slight nod and went to the kitchen to bring Ice cream.
"You know I have also thrown a party at the Mafia club for you." He told Cole.
"Oh God, Ethan, you're unbelievable. You planned everything, bro. First Ice cream and then a party. What's more?" Cole asked and both laughed.
"Seriously, bro, you're best." Cole squealed cheerfully, encircling his arm around his neck and holding him tightly.
"Now are you gonna kill me, Cole? You're holding my neck so tightly." Ethan shouted dramatically.
"You, overdramatic Ethan." Cole hit his stomach, and he groaned. They both burst into laughter.
Reyna came back from the kitchen with the tray on which bowls of Ice cream were kept. She smiled with delight, seeing them laughing. She adored their friendship a lot.
After keeping the Ice cream on the table and last time beaming at them, she silently went back to her room.
Her room was tidy and luxuriously beautiful, everything in her room was white and peach in colour. Beside her bed, a white swing chair was kept which was her favourite spot.
A black denim jacket, navy blue mask and white cap were kept on the bed of her room, and this revealed that she was the only girl who loved her brother's friend secretly.
She sat on her chair and opened the diary. Softly tracing her fingers on the pages, she took out the pen from the pen stand and started writing her thoughts which she only shared with her diary.
(Dear Diary, today I again went to see his race. As you know Cole is my crush, in fact, he is a lot more than a crush to me. Every day I pray for his happiness because when he smiles, I smile.)
She closed her eyes and smiled, remembering his smile, and then resumed writing after opening her eyes.
(I feel like there is a strong connection between us, but unfortunately for Cole, I'm just his friend's sister, and he rarely speaks to me. When I initiate a conversation with him, he shows no interest. It hurts sometimes, but I've accepted that my love is one-sided and will remain so.)
She sighed as she penned it down but shaking her head, she wrote further.
(I'm happy with this one-sided love also because this feeling of one-sided love is unique which I have been experiencing for so many years. Cole is my brother's childhood friend, and I've always admired him since I was a child. I'm not sure how or when I fell in love with him.)
A beatific smile spread across her face as she recalled memories of her childhood.
(I always wonder if I fell in love with him the first time I saw him laugh, or the first time our eyes met and I looked directly into his soul through his bewitching eyes, or when I saw how much he cares for the person who is important to him, or the first time he smiled at me, or the first time his hand touched mine.
I honestly have no idea when this happened, but I do know that it happened gradually and my feelings for him grew stronger and stronger over time. You also know what silly things I've done in this love.
Yes, Diary, I'm secretly smitten with the racer, Cole Williams and I don't regret it. This feeling gives me immense peace because loving him and seeing him happy is my true joy.)
She closed the diary with a smile on her face after penning down her beautiful thoughts, and then she took out the photo of Cole which she had sneakily clicked in her childhood for the first time. She closed her eyes and smiled contentedly as she hugged the photo close to her heart.
He was rude, arrogant, aggressive, ruthless and dominating Mafia Boss, a frightening man. The whole world was under his feet. Nobody had ever dared to disobey him except one girl. Everybody was afraid of him but except one girl, that girl was badass, she was afraid of nothing in the world, she was a warrior, confident, fearless and brave businesswomen. She was the first girl who wasn't afraid of the Mafia boss; she had the audacity to challenge him, refuse his orders, argue with him, and flirt with him. In the beginning, he was annoyed that why she wasn't afraid of him and disobeying him. He tried everything to scare her, but she always shocked him with her braveness and boldness. He was finding her weaknesses and in the end, he himself became her first and only weaknesses, and she became his badass girl. A girl who was a pain in the ass of the mafia boss, how she became his badass girl? How he became ready to leave everything to protect her and to spend the rest of his life with her peacefully and how that girl changed the Mafia boss? If you want to know, then read the story of an arrogant Mafia boss and his badass girl. *** His hands explored every inch of her bare back, stirring desire and sending shivers down her spine. She pressed herself against his body, completely absorbed in the moment, forgetting about the whole world. She was melting with his touch. She whispered in the heat of the moment, "if this is the consequences of disobeying your order, then I'd break the rules over and over again." His lips curved into a smile against her lips. This time he cupped her face and kissed her very softly and chastely. "I like you and I want to make you my badass girl." She froze in place, her eyes dilated in shock. She couldn't believe that he had just confessed his love so lovingly. She was dazed, finding it hard to believe that the ruthless mafia boss stood before her. ***
āDaisy, do you know what your mistake is?ā He asks, his hardness rubbing between my buttocks. I stay silent because Iām not allowed to speak. āThat you said āyesā to marrying me.ā He spanks my buttocks, grinding his shaft against my wetness. āTherefore, Iāll make sure to punish you and make you regret your decision every day.ā He finishes his sentence by landing a hard spank on my crotch, causing me to fall straight onto the sofa. āStay still if you donāt want me to make your night worse,ā he warns, raising my buttocks in the air again. āHappy anniversary, my fuck toy.ā He grabs my waist and plunges his hard membrane deep into me, causing me to gasp. *** Her husband treated her like a sex toy, and she let him, hoping that one day he would recognise her love. And he exploited her and vented his fury on her, making her life a living hell. In the end, he divorced her, not knowing she was carrying his baby. After the divorce, the baby was her only hope of survival. Five years later, when she was living her life with her daughter, his return raised questions: Is he back to separate her from her daughter or to rebuild their relationship? *** āFine. Iām leaving and never show you my face.ā He grasps my arms and leans closer to my face, accelerating my heartbeat. I despise how much he still affects me. āBecause I care about you more than anything else in this entire world. Just remember, you and Hope are my destination, and Iām ready to take any path which leads me to you both.ā
He fell in love with the girl he had a one-night stand with. When her true nature revealed, he hated himself for loving her and decided never to see her again. However, his fate took an unexpected turn and entangled him in a contract marriage with her, turning the girl he despised into his temporary wife. Will their love-hate relationship lead to a deeper connection, or will it keep them forever bound by the terms of their contract? * āStand up and bend over the bench.ā I comply with his orders. āAre you yearning for me, Wifey?ā āYes. I want to feel you deep inside me.ā āBut do you deserve it?ā He taps his hardness on my wetness. āJust f**k me, Steve.ā āSeriously, you think Iāll listen to you after what you did today?ā He asks, rubbing my clit with his thumbs agonisingly slow. As I grind myself against his hand, he tugs at my hair, pulling my head back. āStay still if you donāt want me to spank your little pussy this time. Understand?ā āYes.ā āGood.ā He pulls my hair and jabs deep into me without a warning. āYouāre my wife.ā He pulls out, but his tip remains inside me before thrusting himself into me again. āYou belong to meā
Warning: Dark and BDSM theme story which involves highly adult content in the beginning. A naive maid who worked for two domineering billionaire brothers was attempting to hide from them because she had heard that if their lustful eyes fell on any woman, they made her their slave and owned her mind, body, and soul. What if she one day came across them? Who would hire her to serve as his personal maid? Who would control her body? Whose heart would she rule? Who would she fall in love with? Who would she despise? *** āPlease donāt punish me. Iāll be on time next time. It is just that-ā āIf next time you speak without my permission, Iāll shut you up with my shaft.ā My eyes enlarge, listening to his words. *** āYou belong to me, Kitten.ā He pounds into me hard and fast, going deeper into me with his every thrust. āIā¦ beā¦long.. to you, Masterā¦ā Iām just moaning insanely, clenching my hands behind my back.
He was the strictest Dom, loves to control women and she was a free bird, didn't like to be controlled by anybody. He was into the BDSM and she hates it. He was finding a challenging submissive for himself and she was a perfect match for him but she wasn't ready to accept his offer because she lived her life without any rules and regulations. She wanted to fly high like a free bird without any limitations. He has a burning desire to control her because she was his perfect choice but she was a hard nut to crack. He was crazy to make her his submissive and control her mind, soul and body. What will be the spark between them? Will it end with Dom dropping the whip or the bird getting into the cage? To know these answers join the cute and intense journey of the hot and strictest Master and his cute little butterfly. *** "I flared up by looking at the person like you." "What do you mean by this?" "I mean you're a Dominant who controls people life and I hate it." "You don't know anything, butterfly. At least experience it, then hate it." "It will be better if I throw you out of the cafe by kicking your ass." His eyes widened a bit in shock. "This will also be a new experience for me." I grinned. "Butterfly, you will regret if you ever do this to me or even say this to me again." His tone became stern suddenly. "Oh, I'm so scared." I scoffed. "Fuck you and get the hell out of my cafe if you don't want me to kick your ass." He frowned and dragged me to the backside of the cafe by seizing my wrist. Then he pushed me into the party hall and hurriedly locked the door. "What the fuck do you think of yourself? You," "Shut up." He roared, cutting my words. He again grasped my wrist and dragged me to the sofa. He sat down and with a swift motion, he yanked me down and bent me over his lap. He pinned me against the sofa by pressing his hand on my back and locked my legs between his legs. What he is doing? Fear rushed down my spine.
Story Of a Mysterious Professor, a girl full of life and Mr. Stranger. ***** He is not just kissing me, I'm feeling like he's telling me how much he loves me through his soft and gentle kiss. His hands travelled down my spine and grasped my waist. He pulled me closer until no space left between us. Our chest rubbed against each other, arousing our desire. I can hear his heartbeat against my chest. He's taking my breath away from me and giving his breath to me. He's stealing my soul with my breath. **** He gave me a grin as they all student left, I averted my eyes to show him my fake anger. He strolled to the door and shut it close. "Sir, what are you doing?" I asked dramatically as he locked the door. He turned around, his lips drawn up into a naughty smile. "I need to spend some private time with my student." He's sauntering to me, gazing at me, having desires in his bewitching black eyes. My heart started racing, only with the thoughts of what he'll do to me. I'm excited to spend some time with my Hottie Professor in the classroom. This is making me excited. I'm looking at him in anticipation. "But your favourite student is still angry with you." I turned my face on the other side as he reached in front of me. "Then her professor has his own to pacify his favourite student." He cooed, holding my chin with his thumb and finger. As he turned my face to him, I pouted angrily. "Oh, really? So what are those ways ?" I sassed, removing his hand from my chin. As he abruptly grasped my bare waist, I shivered because of his touch. He lifted me from the floor and made me sit on the desk. We gazed into each other eyes passionately in utter silence, the only sound we could hear is our heartbeats. He started coming close to my lips, gazing into my eyes fondly. His warm breath caressing my face. Warning : This story will be hot and romantic.
It took only a second for a person's world to come crashing down. This was what happened in Hannah's case. For four years, she gave her husband her all, but one day, he said emotionlessly, "Let's get divorced." Hannah's heart broke into a million pieces as she signed the divorce papers, marking the end of her role as a devoted wife. Within Hannah, a strong woman awakened, vowing never to be beholden to any man again. Embracing her new life, she embarked on a journey to find herself and command her own destiny. By the time she returned, she had experienced so much growth and was now completely different from the docile wife everyone once knew. "Is this your latest trick to get my attention?" Hannah's ever-so-arrogant husband asked. Before she could retort, a handsome and domineering CEO pulled her into his embrace. He smiled down at her and said boldly to her ex, "Just a little heads-up, mister. This is my beloved wife. Keep off!"
On her wedding day, Khloeās sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didnāt commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrikās cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true statureāthe wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. Whatās worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldnāt thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesnāt seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that heās different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
āDrive this woman out!ā "Throw this woman into the sea!ā When he doesnāt know Debbie Nelsonās true identity, Carlos Hilton cold-shoulders her. āMr. Hilton, she is your wife,ā Carlosā secretary reminded him. Hearing that, Carlos gives him a cold stare and complained, āwhy didnāt you tell me earlier?ā From then on, Carlos spoils her rotten. Little did everyone expect that they would get a divorce.