Warning!!! 21+ Area 🔞 Zahra never expected to meet Bram at her co-worker's wedding. Bram was a billionaire she had seen on the cover of a magazine. Bram was so perfect, handsome, and charming that he changed Zahra's world in the blink of an eye. She didn't realize it until he took her to the ballroom. She only realized it when they became the center of everyone's attention. Not wanting to be lulled into an unreal fantasy, Zahra wants to run away, but Bram won't let her. Instead, he offers her a lift. Zahra accepts but makes the wrong decision. Bram was a trained man, and he could take Zahra to the clouds with one touch. Bram is a sick man who wants everything his way. Bram never lets go of the woman who belongs to him and will dump her when he gets bored. So, how will Bram and Zahra's love journey unfold? Will luck be on Zahra's side?
"Welcome to our company, Miss Zahra," the HRD said to the woman named Zahra Nikolai, who smiled and shook the HRD's hand.
"It's my pleasure, sir, thank you for giving me this opportunity. I hope I can give my best to the company". Zahra replied enthusiastically.
"Alright, see you tomorrow."
Zahra couldn't contain her happiness at being accepted into the company she had dreamed of. It was a fashion company that was quite famous in Paris, France.
Before heading home, Zahra goes shopping and buys a dress to wear to tonight's party, her classmate's wedding.
She chooses a sleeveless dress with a large hole in the back. A dress that will show off Zahra's smooth back when she wears it.
Zahra stepped out of her old two-story house. The house she had lived in since childhood.
Zahra took a taxi to the hotel where the party was being held.
Arriving at her destination, Zahra sighed to calm herself. She tried to calm her restless heart before entering the room where the party was being held, then she stepped out steadily and walked confidently past some guests she didn't recognize.
"Angel, congratulations on your wedding," Zahra said to the woman, who was now the center of attention because of her beautiful appearance in a white wedding dress, accompanied by a handsome man in a matching-colored suit.
"Zahra, thank you for coming," they hugged each other. "Za, did you come alone? Where's your overseas lover?" Angel teased.
"Stop teasing me, Angel. I don't want a lover from abroad, I want a husband from the same country as us, likely to be just as tough in bed." Zahra looked at the groom seductively.
"You're right, then you can stay longer, I'm sure there will be men interested in you," Angel's husband said.
"That's not a bad idea."
"You know, my husband has a special guest who was in that magazine I showed you the other day." Angel whispered.
"Really? What does he look like? Is he quite handsome?"
"More than that, you can see for yourself."
"Hey, stop it. What are you guys doing?" Angel's husband admonished Angel and Zahra as the two continued to whisper to each other. Meanwhile, the guests were lined up, waiting for their turn to congratulate the bride and groom.
"Ah, sorry. Alright, I'll look for them later. I'll go first."
Zahra walked over to the table where some drinks were being served. Zahra picked up a glass of champagne and drank it in one gulp. She did this to calm her nerves that had not yet subsided. She did not want to embarrass herself.
Meanwhile, a man of mixed Russian-Dutch descent watched Zahra from a distance. Zahra's slender body was wrapped in a sleeveless red satin dress. Her well-proportioned body, her hair styled in such a way as to reveal her thin neck and smooth back, was enough to attract the man's attention.
The man had not stopped looking at Zahra since she arrived.
And when Zahra raised her eyes, the two fields met. Zahra smiled as a sign of friendliness when meeting someone. But it seems the man, often called Bram, misinterpreted Zahra's smile. Bram Alexander. The man she had just talked to Angel about.
Bram walked up to Zahra and caught her off guard. The man she had admired through her social media accounts and the business magazines she bought was walking towards her. The man's face was unlike any of the faces Zahra had ever seen, much different. He was much more handsome, perfect for a young billionaire.
He was wearing a black suit with a white shirt, no tie, and the top button of his shirt was open. The man of Russian-Dutch descent was enough to catch the attention of many women, and his body was well-built and muscular, so he was very stunning when he walked.
Zahra was not in a good mood, and she was feeling disorientated. Then she decided to dodge, but unfortunately, she was too late.
"Hi."
Zahra's body froze as she heard a heavy voice calling out to her.
"Oh my God, what should I do? Help me God!" Zahra sighed, trying to think clearly.
"Okay, now all I have to do is smile. You have to look impressive in front of him."
Zahra turned to Bram, remembering to flash her best smile.
"You called me?" he replied haughtily.
"Of course."
"Do we know each other? I don't think so, so I'll leave now." Zahra turned to leave but was stopped by Bram.
"Wait!" Bram grabbed Zahra's hand, and it startled Zahra. "Sorry," Bram said later. "What's the rush? Didn't you just get here?" he continued.
"Yes, I did. But I have to go now."
"How about we get to know each other. You must know who I am, right? Isn't it impossible that you don't know who I am?" Bram said confidently.
"Well, it would be unethical of me not to tell you my name right away," Bram extended his hand. "My name is Bram Alexander, and yours?"
Zahra hesitated to accept Bram's hand, especially since her palms were already wet with cold sweat. If she received Bram's hand? Bram would immediately know that Zahra was nervous.
"My name is Zahra, Zahra Nikolai to be precise," Zahra decided to say her name without accepting Bram's hand.
"Interesting." Bram thought.
Bram's hand, still hanging in the air, was pulled back.
"Zahra, what a beautiful name, and beautiful, like her." Zahra blushed at Bram's words. Her cheeks flushed and felt hot. And Zahra was sure Bram noticed.
"Wel, where are you from? I don't think I've seen you before? Are you from out of town?"
"No, it's just that I'm too far out of your sight, even though I'm in front of you."
"Is that so? Yes, I think so, I admit, sometimes I look down on lower-class people, but didn't expect there to be diamonds among them." There was a feeling of annoyance when Bram called you slowly, but that was the truth.
"How about we dance?" Bram held out his hand again. And again, Zahra ignored him.
"No, I'm sorry Bram. I can't, I have to go now." Zahra started to leave, but Bram quickly grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms. Zahra tried to resist, but what Bram said made Zahra's body freeze.
"Don't act stupid or you'll make a fool of yourself," he whispered.
"Look around you, darling." He continued.
Life is full of choices, but sometimes the reality of life makes us unable to choose what we should not choose. That is what happened to Giselle today. She was forced to become a prostitute to pay for her mother's brain cancer treatment, which was very expensive. Fate made her have to become a prostitute so that she could get the money she needed. Then fate also makes Giselle meet Iram Danny Addison, coming with a sinister past. So what happens to the two of them?
Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?
She was a diamond covered by ashes.... King Dakota was known as the most Powerful Alpha King of all times - more powerful than any other King that had ruled from his lineage. He was cold hearted, introverted and dangerous in anger. Cursed by the Moon goddess, King Dakota had to get married to three wives all in search of a male child that would become his heir, but it was impossible as the curse would only let his wives bear she -wolves. But on a different day, the King meets a lady who offends him and as a punishment, he took her home as his fourth wife. Her name was Shilah. Shilah was a powerless wolf and as a result, was disregarded and intimidated by all. But, when she begins to do things that the King had never felt for years, he began to wonder who she really was. Slowly, she crawled her way into his icy heart and turned out to be something nobody ever expected - a storm.
Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .