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?
"Hey, be gentle- You might wake her up..."
In a room in Harmony Hotel, Lindsey Stewart was lying in bed with a splitting headache, and her body felt as though she was on fire. The simple task of just opening her eyes felt like such a challenge, and when she finally managed to crack her eyes open a fraction, the scene before her nearly broke her!
Her boyfriend, Chayce Burton, was holding a woman against the bay window-and the woman was none other than her stepmother, Kendra Stewart!
"Don't worry. She's out cold. The drug I used was strong enough for a wild animal," Chayce said to Kendra without so much as glancing at Lindsey on the bed.
The next moment, Chayce hoisted Kendra up by her thin waist and penetrated her again and again rapidly, which caused the latter to let out loud, pleasured moans.
Lindsey gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, trying hard to clear her mind. It was Kendra who had introduced Chayce to her, so never in her wildest dreams would she have expected that her stepmother would sleep with her boyfriend behind her back!
Tonight, Chayce had invited her to dinner. She passed out after drinking a glass of wine he had given her.
It turned out that this whole night was an elaborate trap orchestrated by this shameless couple!
"If Lindsey finds out she slept with a homeless guy tonight, how do you think she'll react?" Kendra queried in between moans.
"She'll never know. As long as she thinks that I'm the one who slept with her tonight, she'll be dead set on marrying me! Sooner or later, not only will the Stewart family's properties belong to us, but also her mother's!"
Chayce's cruel words sent shivers down Lindsey's spine.
"How do you plan on dealing with her brother?" Kendra asked.
"Easy," Chayce replied with a vicious grin. "Once I take full control over the Stewart family, I'll find an opportunity to put him behind bars."
Kendra giggled and arched her back to cooperate with Chayce's movements, eyes gleaming as though she was already celebrating imminent victory.
Suddenly, a thought occurred to her, and her expression darkened slightly. "I refuse to let this little bitch live a comfortable life! When you two get married, you'd better not sleep with her-even if you two share a room!"
Chayce planted his hands firmly on Kendra's waist and started thrusting in and out of her more violently. "What do you think I should do?" he asked, panting.
"Hmm... Ram into her car. Make it look like an accident. Whether she's killed or disabled for life, I'll leave it up to you!" In the middle of doing the deed, Kendra didn't forget to make plans for dealing with her stepdaughter. Her pretty face showed a look of ferocity at the thought of eliminating the woman she hated.
Sweating profusely, Chayce smiled at her and said, "Okay, whatever you say."
Seeing that the two were about to reach their climax, Lindsey quickly closed her eyes, wishing she could disappear.
Chayce and Kendra quickly got dressed and then glanced at Lindsey, who was lying still on the bed. Feeling unprecedentedly satisfied, the two left the room with a snicker.
Only when the door was shut behind them did Lindsey open her eyes again, tears streaming down her face, staining the bed sheets.
"I was so blind, Chayce Burton! I would've trusted you with my life, but it turns out you're just a heartless man who has been plotting against my family!"
Lindsey couldn't help but trembled from anger.
She tried to climb out of bed, eager to run away, but her feet felt like lead.
The effects of the drugs were too strong for her to even stand up!
Gritting her teeth, she struggled to reach for the fruit knife on the bedside table and then slashed her arm. Blood gushed out at once but the pain sobered her up a little.
As soon as she made it to her feet, she heard a commotion outside the door. Without thinking, she stumbled to the window and climbed out.
The next second, she heard Kendra's and Chayce's voices coming from the room she had just left.
"What the fuck? Where did she go? Did she run away?"
"She must not have gone far! If she doesn't sleep with someone tonight, the drug will kill her!"
With determination, Lindsey forced herself not to glance downward, gritting her teeth as she cautiously navigated from one windowsill to the next. Just as she secured a solid foothold, a hand abruptly extended from the neighboring room's window, covering her mouth and swiftly pulling her inside.
Losing her balance, Lindsey grabbed the man's collar subconsciously and the two fell to the floor together.
The man ended up on top of her.
His alluring pheromones filled Lindsey's nostrils, causing the fine hair on her arms to stand on end.
Her rational side wanted to tell him to get off of her, but the sound that escaped her lips was more of an erotic moan.
"Did Emilio send you?"
In the darkness, the man spoke to her in a mellow, unhurried voice, which sounded extremely pleasant to her ears.
Feeling incredibly restless, Lindsey planted her hands on his chest, where she felt his strong muscles through the thin fabric. Blood pumped through her veins rapidly, and the burning sensation grew even more unbearable.
She had no idea who this Emilio was, nor did she care.
What mattered right now was her survival.
"Are... Are you handsome?" she asked in a feeble, raspy voice.
Domenic Walsh frowned in displeasure.
Still, he humored her question. "I guess you could say I don't look that bad."
"Then at least, you're not ugly."
It was better to sleep with a handsome stranger than to have sex with some homeless man!
Lindsey reached up and cupped his cheeks, whispering, "Thank you."
The next moment, she raised her head and pressed her warm lips against his.
She doesn't remember getting married. Why? Sophia went to Las Vegas only to drink her pain away. Little did she imagine, she would end up becoming someone's wife. But who’s the lucky guy? Who knows? Even she doesn't remember. She was fucking intoxicated! All she has is a marriage contract with an expiry date and a bank balance big enough to pop her eyes out. Contractual terms: 1. Do not marry anyone else unless I permit you. 2. Try not to whore around. Your mother-in-law wouldn't be happy. 3. If I request a live-in relationship. You have to comply. 4. Sex is optional. 5. Contract Termination? Sorry Honey... In my family, couples don’t divorce. PS: I was kidding. Let's catch-up after three years to end this shit and get more money. If there are rules against having sex while drunk, there should be rules against getting married while drunk too. Because THIS isn't fair!
This book contains hot mature scenes and languages. Read at your own risk! "Ahhh...". She threw her head back and gasped at the sudden vibrating sensation from her underwear. "What..what..what was that?" "A little toy and a bigger one playing with each other". Antonio replied and pressed the button again. Angela arched her back at the sweet torment,her fingers digging into the sheets tightly. "Stop..stop..please,this is bad,my head is spinning..i ...can't..take...it". Her mouth moved convulsively. "The setting is still low, you are already so twitchy,your body is just so ready". He replied dry, watching her face closely. "Please....". "Those faces you make...you better stop or I will get hard enough to not hold back". He replied and increased the speed. "Haaa...ahhhh..wait...stop ...please". Angela cried, her eyes bulging,as she fought with herself..her thighs vibrating too. "Seeing you cry to it is actually more interesting,I should use it often on you..,this is pretty fun". He pressed the next button. "Stop please...it keeps grinding on my..clit. so hard.I..think something's coming out...my body...ahhh..I am gonna pee..stop". "If you do that...well you will explain to the doctor and nurses, how you wetted the sheets, you can do better,just hold it in". He smirked. She rubbed her thighs together and bit hard on her lower lip,trying to hold back. "Let's take it to the next level,shall we?" She opened her eyes widely,her tongue out salivating. "No..no..please..no..more...." Suddenly she felt herself shaking convulsively. I am at my limits..this is bad..I can't let this pee out...but it's extremely hard,she thought and burst into tears. "Freckles,I will advise you to save the tears we are just warming up". He breaks into her thoughts. "I.. can't..I can't...ahh nghh!" Her eyes rolled back... Anthonio watched her intently, a cigar clamped in his teeth,a hand in his pocket and the other with the remote. He could feel himself hardened. She had that insane effect on him. "Fuck! I am hard". He cursed under his breath. Suddenly the door opened. "Grandma?" Angela gasped, tears clouded her eyes as she tried to keep her face straight and voice steady. *****ADULT CONTENT HERE* read at your own risk! "No matter the time or place,you will spread your legs for me when I say so,that's my condition,can you do that?" Angela met his eyes and swallowed convulsively. "Yes". Her voice trembled. Angela, a 24 yrs old and breadwinner of her poor class family was left with no other choice other than to say yes to Mr Antonio inorder to save her nieces. Antonio Montero of the famous Montero family! The incredibly handsome, famous idol and young billionaire also known as the sexiest man of his generation. A toxic playboy with many sex scandals. Nevertheless, Angela wasn't a fan of his looks or movie roles as most girls including her very own sister, not even in the least in love with him nor he with her. He got a death wish to grant and she, emotionally blackmailed. Most girls would die to find themselves in this situation but not Angela... One year Angela will have her simple life back. But what will she do if it becomes a life time imprisonment? There are far many secrets about the Monteros that got her entrapped.
Life was a bed of roses for Debra, the daughter of Alpha. That was until she had a one-night stand with Caleb. She was sure he was her mate as determined by Moon Goddess. But this hateful man refused to accept her. Weeks passed before Debra discovered that she was pregnant. Her pregnancy brought shame to her and everyone she loved. Not only was she driven out, but her father was also hunted down by usurpers. Fortunately, she survived with the help of the mysterious Thorn Edge Pack. Five years passed and Debra didn't hear anything from Caleb. One day, their paths crossed again. They were both on the same mission—carrying out secret investigations in the dangerous Roz Town for the safety and posterity of their respective packs. Caleb was still cold toward her. But as time went on, he fell head over heels in love with her. He tried to make up for abandoning her, but Debra wasn't having any of it. She was hell-bent on hiding her daughter from him and also making a clean break. What did the future hold for the two as they journeyed in Roz Town? What kind of secrets would they find? Would Caleb win Debra's heart and get to know his lovely daughter? Find out!
Married for four years, Emily remained childless. A hospital diagnosis plunged her life into hell. Unable to conceive? But her husband was rarely home during these four years, so how could she get pregnant? Emily and her billionaire husband were in a contractual marriage; she had hoped to win his love through effort. However, when her husband appeared with a pregnant woman, she despaired. After being kicked out, homeless Emily was taken in by a mysterious billionaire. Who was he? How did he know Emily? More importantly, Emily was pregnant.
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.
On her wedding night, Natalie's stepmother set her up to marry Jarvis, a disfigured and disabled man. Fortunately, she managed to escape, but little did she know that later she would fall for the man she was betrothed to.Jarvis pretended to be a poor man, but he didn't think that he'd fall head over heels for this woman.Their life went on until one day, Natalie found out her boyfriend's little secret."Huh? How could you have billions of dollars' worth of assets?" she asked in disbelief.Jarvis didn’t know how to respond.Being met with silence, she gritted her teeth angrily. "They said that you couldn't walk, but as far as I can see, you're strong enough to run a marathon."Still, he remained silent.Natalie continued, "They even said that you only have a few years to live. What about now?"Finally, Jarvis opened his mouth to explain. "Honey, this is all just a misunderstanding. Please calm down. Think about the baby.""Jarvis Braxton!"The man knelt down immediately.