"I'm two weeks pregnant," spoke a woman behind him, caressed her flat abdomen. She looked at him coldly, tried to meet his gaze. "My child needs a father. He needs you, Klaud!" "Abort the baby," he coldly replied and looked deeply into her weary, sullen emerald eyes. He gulped, guilty of everything that had happened that night. "My reputation will be in vain, Dianna. I... I can't bear to lose the company I've built for so many years!" Tears flew into her cheeks as she listened to him. She never thought he was a type of cold-hearted man who was willing to abort his child, his own flesh and blood. Dianna turned her back at him and quickly wiped the tears from her eyes. Her heart shattered into tiny pieces as she walked away from the man who captured her heart since that night. "Forgive me, honey, your daddy is a jerk. We don't need him and he will never see you, never!" She whispered with bitterness in her voice and regretted for sleeping next to Klaud Anderson, an alpha and Dianna's possessive master.
"How much do you need, Young Lady?" A man in a black tuxedo asked her, biting his thin lip.
She clenched her jaw and swallowed her dignity to get the money needed for her dying sister.
Standing firm, in front of a powerful, rich CEO. Wearing a simple yet elegant white long dress embroidered with beads. She paired it with a white stiletto and a small purse on her right hand.
"Ten million dollars and you can do whatever you want to do!" she told him, "Just transfer the money to my bank account as much as possible." She added out of desperation. She can no longer bear to see her sister, dying and suffering from an accident.
The man stopped blowing the cigarette. He was surprised by the large sum she was offering to him. He stood and threw it into the trashcan, "You are too unbelievably expensive,"
He chuckled, checking the young woman in the long white dress. "Hmm, fifteen million dollars. Deal?"
"Fifteen million? That's too much for my–"
He cut her off upon lifting his hand. He put his index finger to her pale lips and gasped, "Fifteen million in exchange of a night. No cellphones, no disturbance, and no complaints about everything I want to do with you," he paused.
"Sleep with me, and after that, you will get the money... complete."
His mesmerizing blue eyes stared at her for a minute. Hypnotizing her mind, corrupting her soul, and taking her dignity.
She gulped and swallowed greedily. She only needs five million for the operation, yet she couldn't deny the fact that fifteen million was too much enough just for a night with a naughty CEO.
"Deal or you want a higher offer?" He asked her, flexing his perfect jaw and set of white teeth. He then started from her lips, down to her wet, sweating neck, until his gaze stuck on her round, medium size breast.
Yet, it took her long to decide either to accept his offer or decline it. But she needs money, and selling herself to him was the only best way and least thing she can do.
"I... I cordially accepting your offer," she answered back, trying to hold back her tears.
A deafening silence filled the room until he pulled her closer to his hard chest. Both of them chased their breaths, looking deeply into each other eyes.
"You are mine tonight, young lady." He whispered and sealed her with an aggressive, passionate kiss.
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Klaud Anderson brought her to an expensive five-star hotel owned by his sister. He chose the most grandiose, elegant room for a night with her.
"This way, Sir, Ma'am!" The hotel's receptionist leads the way to their room.
She was too quiet, nervous, and trembling. She has to do this; she must do this thing to save her sister from the brisk of death.
"Hey," Klaud poked her. "What are you doing? We're here!" He narrowed his eyes on the young woman who's standing still in front of the door.
She was afraid of what will happen yet, a strong force pushed her to take a step forward.
"I thought you will be going to run away from me," he chuckled and slowly locked the door. Watching her walk towards the mesmerizing, wide room.
"Wow! I– I have never been here before! This is completely beautiful and relax–" she paused upon realizing the real reason why she's with him.
She quickly looked away from his meaningful gaze and tried to divert his attention to the chandelier.
"Look! If I'm not mistaken, I saw that chandelier in a well-known mart!"
But he silently walked closer to her. He looks deeply into her eyes until..., "Dianna," he called her name sweetly that made her heart stop pounding. "I want you tonight, and I own you the whole time." He added, biting his lower lip.
Dianna Sy is a popular patisserie. She owned a small bakery shop which she was also the one who makes cookies and cakes. But she had to sell herself to the rich CEO for her beloved sister.
Klaus Anderson pulled her closer to her chest. Sighing deeply that caught her off, "C–can I ask yo–you a fa–favor?" She told him, stuttering and feeling nervous.
Dianna is thinking about switching off the lights, the color of her underwear, her scent, and everything! She was too bothered and uncomfortable with how she looks and smells.
"Say it, darling, before I could lose control." He replied, moving slowly with his hands on her waist. "Do you want to take a shower first, or you want me to go with you, huh?"
Dianna knew that the man who bought her for a night is known for being wild, naughty, and violent in bed. Many girls slept with him, and she expected that he's truly a player who only wants women's bodies.
She opened her mouth and was about to utter a word when she felt a warm hand on her thigh, "Uh!" She moaned shortly, but she held her breath and managed to say it, "Can we tu–turn the li–lights off? Oh, holy!"
His warm hands rested on her thighs that have made her moan and sighed heavily.
"Moan louder, Dianna Sy! You came to and sell yourself to me and I bought you without hesitation, uh!" He abruptly bites her ears. Enough to make Dianna gasped and chased her breath.
"Tu–turn the lights off, please! Please, Klaud!" She covered her chest with her arms, hindering him from touching it.
The next thing that happened was too fast and abrupt. Dianna opened her eyes and found herself in the bed. She then looked at the man switching off the lights until...,
"Get up and follow me,"
"Wh–where? I... I don't have clothes to wear than this!" She screamed at the top of her lungs but stopped when she felt his lips touched against her.
"You will no longer need it! Tonight, I want your soul, your body!" He wiped his lips and walked through the see–through comfort room.
Klaud stopped right in front of the door and hastily took off his clothes. "Wh–what are you doing? You ca–can do that privately, huh!" Dianna shouted at him, covering her eyes with her hands.
But the naughty CEO giggled and replied, "Don't cover your eyes! You will be going to see this later!" He winked that brought thousands of butterflies in her stomach.
Why would Dianna have felt that way? When she sells herself to Klaud Anderson for fifteen million dollars?
Is it possible to fall in love with him when she knew the consequences?
Three years ago, Cecilia was left battered and alone by the man she loved most, Alston, yet she bravely completed the wedding ceremony while pregnant. Three years later, although they were married, they grew apart over time. Cecilia focused on her career, no longer foolishly believing in love. But her transformation instantly threw Alston into a panic... And what is the secret from 11 years ago that Cecilia has always been reluctant to reveal? *** "She went to a law firm, met with a lawyer..." A lawyer? Is Cecilia suing someone? Who? Is there any recent litigation against the company? Alston suddenly chuckled coldly, "Who could she sue? I'm the CEO of this company. How come such a matter doesn't come to me first?" The assistant swallowed nervously, speaking softly, "Sir, there's no litigation against the company. She met with... a divorce lawyer."
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
"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?"
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
She thought she was the love of his life, and he became the love of her life that fateful day she had seen him at the pack's party. Selene Grace was only a replica of Alpha Leo's real mate, and when he spotted her, Leo immediately claimed her as his Luna in order to suppress the rumors of him being mateless. Being unable to conceive turns Selene's marriage into a nightmare, and as if that wasn't enough, Alpha Leo finally reunites with his long time lover and mate, rejecting a pregnant Selene as a result. 5 years later, Selene, a now successful doctor, receives an invitation to the moon shadow pack in order to rid the pack of a deadly disease which has struck it. Will Selene return back to the pack which had caused her so much pain, and what would she do when she realizes that she is mated to the Alpha who had betrayed her in the past?
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.