On her 18th birthday, Emily faced betrayal. Her boyfriend turned out to be her sister's mate. Not only did her father demand that she forgive her sister and her boyfriend's betrayal, but he also asked her to preside over their wedding. However, at the wedding, she met Prince Leon. He claimed that she was his mate. The prince had another engagement with another woman. Emily's best friend Lola told her that the best way to get the prince was to tie him to a bed. "My sweet Emily, you only belong to me." Leon whispered on the bed.
"How could you do this to me?" My voice trembled, and I couldn't believe what I was seeing. It was less than an hour before my birthday party was supposed to start, and my sister Susan had slept with my boyfriend Jack, who had been in love with me for three years!
Jack slipped out of bed naked and looked at me with an unhappy face. Obviously, my sudden appearance had ruined his good thing. He pulled me into the room without saying a word and slammed the door.
My sister Susan covered her upper body with a sheet, her long hair scattering on her snow-white shoulders. She kept her head down the whole time, her eyes only focusing on the sheets clutched by her hands in front of her. I felt an angry flame burning in my eyes. Why hadn't she thought to get dressed immediately?
Susan was a child adopted by my parents. My father had brought her back to our home when I was seven years old. On that day, she was only wearing an ordinary little floral dress, and she didn't even have a decent suitcase. My father carried a black cloth bag in one hand, which contained only two sets of old clothes. That was all Susan had.
She was thin and timid. When Susan first set foot in the house, she stole a glance at all the furnishings with curious and envious eyes. My mother looked at her coldly, as if she was a stray puppy picked up from the roadside.
"Susan will stay with us from now on!" my father had said to me.
I hugged, bathed, and slept with her. I shared everything I had with her, and I even thought that she was my only friend in this world. She took care of me like my own sister. As far as I could remember, she had never argued with me about anything.
"I hate you, Susan!" I stood in front of her, tears flowing into my mouth. The feeling of extreme heartache almost suffocated me. I wished that the person sitting on the bed in front of me was not Susan but someone else. At least I could hate strangers and even beat them up. But I felt desperate and heartbroken about the betrayal of my loved ones!
"Emily, it's not Susan's fault!" Jack stood in front of me, and there was still a little thin sweat on his chest hair. He frowned at me, and there was no guilt in his eyes.
"Susan is my mate! We only found each other last month!" Jack sighed. "I'm sorry, I meant to tell you this earlier, but Susan was afraid that you would be sad, so she kept it hidden!"
"Then I should thank you, right?" I stared at Jack, the man I had once deeply loved, and I remembered his promise to me under the moon.
"You once told me that you would choose me as your future wife even if your destined mate was not me, didn't you?" I said tearfully. "So, were those words lies?"
"Emily, we were only sixteen. I'm still young!" Jack bowed his head, and his tone was somewhat helpless. "Everything is changing. I loved you, and I love Susan now! In fact, I have thought of a solution!"
"What is it?" I looked at Jack doubtfully, but he turned his face away. Obviously, even he thought I couldn't accept the decision he was going to tell me next.
"Emily, I know you are excellent. You are also the best candidate for Luna. But my pack can't accept a Luna without a wolf! I can make you my lover, and I hope you can help Susan become a good Luna. I believe you can do it. This is my decision!" Jack said before turning his head to me, waiting for my answer.
I just stared at Jack. I bit my back molar tightly and tried my best to control my emotions. I felt cold all over. I never thought that the man I had once loved would say such cruel words to me. A werewolf without a wolf was considered an alien among the wolf clan, even inferior to the lowly Omega Wolf. This was a shame for werewolves. Werewolves without wolves couldn't even have their werewolf names!
However, this man had once told me that he would not dislike me without a wolf. "Your wolf will come eventually!" How gently and considerate he had once comforted me. But now, as Jack just said, everything was changing. He had changed, but I was stupidly kept in the dark.
"Go to hell!" I said to Jack mercilessly. "You humiliated me, Jack! I hate you!"
"Emily, I hope you calm down!" Jack grabbed my arm in an attempt to keep me. "I still love you, and I hope you can live in peace with Susan. Without your help, it would be very difficult for Susan to become a Luna!"
"Shut up!" I finally broke out, and I didn't wake up until now. It turned out that in Jack's mind, I was just a tool that could be used. I had originally wanted to give him the most precious virgin night after the birthday party! Oh, I'm so stupid!
"Put on your clothes!" I grabbed the vase on the table and smashed it at the corner of the bed. Then I heard Susan scream miserably!
"What happened?" The door was opened, and my parents appeared outside at the same time.
"Oh!" My mother covered her mouth in disbelief, and the shock on her face quickly turned to anger as she stared at Susan on the bed with a knife-like gaze.
Meanwhile, Jack sat beside Susan, and she buried her head in his arms, crying quietly. I noticed my father and Jack exchange a look before my father spoke in his deep voice.
"Go to my study room, Emily," my father said, giving me a meaningful look. "We need to talk about the three of you."
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
June Rivera was divorced by her husband after three years of marriage because he wanted to be with her sister who was pregnant for him. Kicked to the curb with a divorce and rejected by her parents,she struggles to make ends meet and get a job until she saves Luis Ambrose from an accident - the only child of Rafael Ambrose, a widowed man and the CEO of Ambrose Corporation. When little Luis asks to have her as a nanny, and Rafael's mother pressures him to get married, they draw a contract. To be Luis's nanny and his fake wife for one year in exchange for 50 million dollars!
"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.
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"