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"You don't say no to me, Lilian. You're my property. You belong to me!" His voice was calm, yet the scariest she ever heard. She shivered on the spot as she stared at the dangerous and scary man in front of her. How she suddenly ended up here in a lion's den and there was no hope of escaping, was what she never imagined. She knew her stepmom hated her so much, but if there was one thing she never imagined, it was the fact that she could go to the extreme length of selling her off to a stranger. "Re... Ren... Don't touch me..." Her voice quivered as she pressed her back further into the wall, tears streaming down her cheeks uncontrollably. She wished she could disappear into the wall, but was that even possible in reality? "I beg you, please... Leave me alone," She suddenly fell to her knees when her legs couldn't carry her anymore, and he rolled his eyes momentarily. "I'll spare you tonight, Lilian... Not because of your pleas, but because I am in a good mood. When next I want you..." He paused then squatted in front of her and smirk "I will torture you until you can't take it anymore and beg me to f*ck you so hard, Lilian. I'll make you hit orgasms five times in a row, and I promise that by the time I'm done with you, you'll never remain the same again," He whispered against her ear as a dirty smirk played at the corner of his lips, and her heart sank into her stomach. Will she ever get out of this?
Lilian Sanchez
The sound of my blaring alarm pulls me out of my deep slumber, and I force my eyes open as the blurry ceiling welcomes me. Again, I have woken up to deal with the miseries of my life and choose whether to stay alive or get thrown into depression and probably end up committing suicide. I know that I will eventually have to choose between the two. What do you expect from a young innocent lady that got nothing all her life, but bullies and rejection from the world?
My name is Lilian Sanchez, twenty-one years old chubby, short and ugly young lady. The only child of my sick father and my mom who was said to have divorced my father and abandoned me when I was just six months old. I have no idea about the reason she had to make that decision. What would've pushed her to abandon her six months old baby? That is the question that has been disturbing me for years now, but I never got an answer to it. What do I even expect? Maybe I was so fat that she couldn't stand my presence and had to reject me too. Guess I was born for that.
Realizing that I have an interview at Bradford's empire in two hours, I hurry down the bed and scurry into my bathroom to have my bath before I finally get dressed. Staring at my plump reflection in the mirror, I try so hard not to cry. I don't have good feelings about this. They may reject and bully me, just the way I have always been bullied all my life.
"Believe in yourself, Lilian," I assure myself although I know it's not going to help me. I need this job so badly so I can pay for our house rent later. My strict stepmother will eventually kill me with frustration if I don't get the job. Speaking of my stepmother, my father got married to the witch when I was just ten, and since then she hasn't had a single child for my father, not even a miscarriage. All she does in the house is bully me and call me all sorts of names. I guess being extremely fat is a curse. 'Lose weight already, you pig', 'you're too chubby and not smart enough in moving your body. Are you scared of falling to the ground?' My stepmother would always mock me. For goodness sake, I don't weigh up to three hundred pounds, and I'm 5'2 for crying out loud, I'm not that worse.
Taking a deep breath, I finally pick up my file from the bed and amble out of the room. Stepping into the living room a few minutes later, the annoying glare of my stepmother welcomes me.
"Good morning, ma'am Felicia," I greet her politely, but she only glares hard at me. Don't blame me for calling her that, it's what she prefers. In all the years she has spent with my dad, she has never for once allowed me to call her 'mom', and not that I want to anyway.
"You know the landlord would throw us out later if we don't provide the money, so don't fail us," She says to me like I'm the one that's going to employ myself there. Why does my life have to be this awful?
"I'll take note of that," I reply to her before I finally stride out of the house and take a cab to the company.
Arriving at the company a few minutes later, I stare at the building in front of me as I hold my file tightly. They called me for the interview, but I'm not sure if I should go in there, or if I should just turn back from here to save myself the bully I'll surely get from there.
"You can do this, Lilian. Just believe in yourself that you can," I assure myself one more time before I finally amble to the big iron gate and walk in since it's opened. Stepping into the company minutes later, the stares that welcome me give me a bad feeling and make me regret showing up here in the first place. If I could, I would stay indoors all my life just so I can save myself from insults and embarrassment.
"Why is she so fat?"
"The sight of her is irritates me,"
"It would've been good if she lose some weight," Hearing those whispers as I wait in the lobby for the said interviewer, I can't help the sadness and pain that fills my heart. Do they think that I didn't want to lose weight? Do they think that this is what I wish for myself? I also want to be slim and be called a beautiful young lady. I also want to walk in those elegant clothes and heels, but what was I supposed to do when I was already cursed with this ugly look?
"Lilian Sanchez, it's your turn," I'm finally going to leave these bitches. Standing up to my feet, I follow the lady that just came to call me as she leads me to God knows where.
Arriving at the office of a young man, the interview kicks start immediately.
"Congratulations, Miss Sanchez. You passed the first stage of the interview. You'll be directed to the manager for the second stage, before the CEO would interview you himself," The man says to me with a genuine smile on his face. It's the first time someone is ever going to smile at me genuinely.
Leaving his office to the manager's office as per his description, I arrive at the office after searching for it for some minutes.
A few minutes later
Standing in front of the said CEO's office, my heart beats rapidly against my chest as I clench my sweaty hands. I passed the first and second stages, but I'm so worried about the final stage. What if I don't end up passing it?
Taking a deep breath, I muster courage and push the door open after I knocked and he ushered me in. Stepping into the office, my heartbeat stops abruptly as I behold the most charming young man I have ever seen in my whole years of existence. His raven hair is clinging to his head with some strands curled on his forehead, he has thick eyebrows, small heart-shaped pink lips, long eyelashes, and his skin. I guess his cream must cost so much money to be able to afford this smooth skin. Gosh! He's so handsome.
"You are the new assistant my manager talked about, right?" Still having his gaze on the screen of the desktop, he speaks up in his deep baritone voice, and my heart melts slowly.
"Yes, Sir," I finally find my voice. My breath seizes for seconds when he finally raises his gaze to look at me, as his brown charming eyes pierce into mine. Is he a human or a magic creature?
"What are you doing here?" His voice sounds angry this time, snapping me out of my world of fantasy, and the disgusted look on his face scares me.
"Sir, I..."
"Who let you into my office?" He snaps at me angrily.
"I was sent here by the manager for the final stage of the interview as..."
"You're not qualified. Get out," He cuts me off with pure disgust written on his face and sounds in his voice.
"But Sir... You have not interviewed me yet," My heart beats rapidly as I pray silently that it's not what I'm thinking. I hope it's not my bad luck again.
"I can't work with you. I can't let a pig work in my company. Do you want to see yourself out, or do you need the security to help you out?" He spits at me, and my heart sinks into my stomach. My fear has finally come true. I shouldn't have expected less, this was bound to happen anyway.
"You could've asked me to leave without calling me a pig, right?" The tears I have been fighting back finally find their way out of my eyes as I turn and walk out of his office, slamming the door behind me...
"Five million dollars to be my wife for three months," "I'm not interested, Mr. Miles..." "I'll make it ten million. So, what do you say?" May couldn't say no to the tempting offer her boss had given her especially now that she needed money badly to start a new life with her unborn child. "I will do it," little did she know that the reply was going to change her life forever. One month ago, twenty-five-year-old May Walter got her heart broken by her boyfriend of two years whom she had spent her recent years, worshipping for the sake of the love she had for him. May thought being betrayed by her boyfriend was the worst thing that could ever happen to her, but her fate proved her wrong after she got drunk and ended up on the bed with her boss. Nothing was worse than this, May had told herself as she cried her eyes out, but finding out later that she was carrying her boss's child was the worst nightmare she wished to wake up from. Weeks later, May's boss was sitting in front of her, asking her to be his contracted wife for three months for some hidden reason he never told May about. She desperately needed the money to start a new life with her baby, but would this marriage end well?
"Your husband fled with another woman. I'm here as his substitute," I didn't imagine the hell that awaited me as Connor's eyes pierced into mine. I knew something was wrong, Carl couldn't have done that as he loved me with everything in him, this man had something to do with his disappearance and I was sure of it, but I was so consumed by my fear that I couldn't question him. Standing in front of the altar together, my heart pounded hard against my chest and the smirk that played on his lips made me regret ever playing a trick on this man. If only I could be given another chance to make things right, but it was too late. Just two weeks ago, I was happy, stealing from this man, thinking I was smart, little did I know the hell that was awaiting me. "You may exchange your rings now," My heart stopped beating as I watched him slid the diamond ring into my finger while having a deadly smirk playing at the corner of his lips. The ring felt like shackles of bondage, a promise of lifetime nightmares and miseries, something I wasn't sure I would ever be able to escape from. There were only two things involved. It was either I have a happy ending, or a sad one...
"Five million dollars to be my wife for three months," "I'm not interested, Mr. Miles..." "I'll make it ten million. So, what do you say?" May couldn't say no to the tempting offer her boss had given her especially now that she needed money badly to start a new life with her unborn child. "I will do it," little did she know that the reply was going to change her life forever. One month ago, twenty-five-year-old May Walter got her heart broken by her boyfriend of two years whom she had spent her recent years, worshipping for the sake of the love she had for him. May thought being betrayed by her boyfriend was the worst thing that could ever happen to her, but her fate proved her wrong after she got drunk and ended up on the bed with her boss. Nothing was worse than this, May had told herself as she cried her eyes out, but finding out later that she was carrying her boss's child was the worst nightmare she wished to wake up from. Weeks later, May's boss was sitting in front of her, asking her to be his contracted wife for three months for some hidden reason he never told May about. She desperately needed the money to start a new life with her baby, but would this marriage end well?
"I'm your husband now, Janice. Give me your hand, and don't do something stupid," Connor Hughes whispered those words that sent shivers down my spine, and I knew I was doomed for the rest of my life. I was supposed to get married to Carl Hughes, but his brother, the person I feared the most in life, showed up instead. Standing in front of the altar together, my heart pounded hard against my chest and the smirk that played on his lips made me regret ever playing a trick on this man. If only I could be given another chance to make things right, but it was too late. Just two weeks ago, I was happy, duping this man, thinking I was smart, little did I know that I would be tying the knot with him today as his wife. "You may exchange your rings now," My heart stopped beating as I watched him slid the diamond ring into my finger while having a deadly smirk playing at the corner of his lips. The ring felt like shackles of bondage, a promise of lifetime nightmares and miseries, something I wasn't sure I would ever be able to escape from. There were only two things involved. It was either I have a happy ending, or a sad one...
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
For two years, Ashton had poured his heart into his marriage, yet Emalee's heart remained cold. Despite his dedication, Emalee presented him with divorce papers. She bluntly stated she could not remain married to a man whose net worth was less than a million dollars. Ashton signed the papers, closing one chapter of his life and stepping into a new beginning. Then, Ashton revealed his secret identities: a music mogul, a medical expert, and a martial arts master—each persona impressive enough to stun the world. As Ashton’s true capabilities came to light, Emalee was overwhelmed with deep regret.
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
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!"
Due to the plight of her family, Phoebe had no choice but to embark on the path of selling herself. In an accident, she had a tangled night with Alexander. Everything began to derail, and even if she fled to the ends of the earth, she would still be found by him and entangled... *** Phoebe screamed in frustration, "What do you want from me?" What was this supposed to be? He raised an eyebrow wickedly. "What do I want? You'll find out soon enough." With that, he hoisted her up and carried her back into the office. The door slammed shut with a kick, and he cleared the desk with a sweep of his arm before laying her down on it, his body pinning hers in place, completely trapping her in his grasp. Every cell in his body was telling him he wanted her. He wanted to claim her again. This time, there would be no escape for her-he wouldn't let her slip away. Never again. If he had suffered for five years, then this woman wouldn't get off easily either!