Isabella Sinclair, a thirty-two-year-old billionaire heiress, dislikes men and never intended to get married. However, her convictions were put to the test when she had a one-night stand affair with a strange guy, Liam Blackwood. Liam Blackwood, harboring a hidden identity as a werewolf and struggling with a rare personality disorder, possesses multiple wolf forms, each with distinct characters influencing his daily life. Bound by an ancient tradition that mandates marrying one's first intimate partner, Liam sets out to win the heart of the arrogant heiress who had stolen his virginity. In need of a husband to access her late parents' hidden wealth, The Grand Vault, Isabella found herself entangled in an unexpected fake marriage with Liam. Will Liam eventually succeed in winning the heart of this heiress? Let's dive into the romantic world of Isabella and Liam.
ISABELLA'S POV:
"Ma'am, there's a package from someone named Derrick Petals," Margret, my secretary, announced as she approached my desk, holding a big bouquet of roses and a wrapped medium-sized box. I tore my eyes away from my laptop and gave her a frustrated look. She knew how much I disliked men and their irritating gifts, but she kept accepting them.
"I guess you're tired of working here, Margret?" I scolded her.
"I'm sorry, Ma'am," she apologized, placing the wrapped box and bouquet on my large office desk before leaving. I shook my head in annoyance and returned to my work on the laptop.
As the only child of wealthy parents, I found managing their big business to be quite exhausting. It left me with very little time for my personal life, but luckily, today is a Friday, and I could use a break.
"Thank goodness!" I exclaimed as I checked my wristwatch, which showed it was already six o'clock. I quickly packed my bag and organized my desk to leave. Standing up, I grabbed the wrapped box and bouquet, then headed out of my office.
Leaving my company, which I had inherited from my late parents. My company was a grand establishment, occupying a large, modern building in the heart of the city. The exterior was sleek, a glass and steel structure that reflected the surrounding skyscrapers. Inside, the spacious lobby featured marble floors and a reception desk manned by our efficient staff.
My office, on one of the upper floors, was spacious and tastefully decorated. Large windows offered panoramic views of the city skyline. I spotted a large trash can outside the compound and I furiously tossed the unwanted gifts into it and hopped into my car, eager to leave the office behind.
I drove to my regular club, where I usually spent my weekends. Upon arrival, the loud music pounded my ears, making it hard to hear. I looked around the club. It was a spacious place with colorful lights flashing everywhere. The music was incredibly loud, thumping through my chest. People were dancing, and their smiles and laughter filled the air. The atmosphere was electric, and it felt like an energetic party where everyone was out for a good time.
I made my way to the crowded bar area and took a seat on a tall stool, ignoring the advances of men who lustfully eyed my figure in the tight black leather dress I wore.
"Could I have a bottle of champagne, please?" I requested, winking at the lovely blonde bartender. She responded with a gentle smile, swiftly placing a chilled bottle of champagne and a glass in front of me before tending to other customers. I filled the glass to the brim and downed it in one go, all the while scanning the bustling club for my target.
NARRATOR'S POV:
" Liam! Liam!" Clara a slender redhead girl, was seen chasing after Liam and yelling his name.
Liam Blackwood, a confident and handsome twenty-four-year-old finalist at "RYARD UNIVERSITY OF SAN DIEGO," was walking along the campus road. He stood at a tall six feet, his slender frame complemented by long, carefully tied blonde hair. Engrossed in the music from his airpod, he didn't notice the red-headed girl running toward him.
"Liam! Hold on!" she called out as she reached him, breathing heavily. She swiftly removed the airpod from his ear.
" Will you remove this goddamn thing from your ear, right now!" she snapped sharply,
"Clara, what's good?" Liam inquired, stopping in the middle of the road as Clara held his clothes tightly.
"Are you leaving already? Aren't you attending the party?" Clara asked.
"No, I'm not. Can I have my airpods?" Liam extended his hand.
"But I would like to go with you."
"I don't have time for that," he snapped, taking back his airpods and walking away.
Clara persisted, "The Singers Brother will be performing their debut song at the party too!"
Liam suddenly stopped upon hearing about "The Singers Brother." He was an up-and-coming musician, and one of his dreams was to sing alongside the popular singer's brother.
"If you perform one of your songs at the party, who knows if The Singers Brother would find it interesting," Clara said convincingly. She had been Liam's best friend since freshman year and knew how to persuade him.
Liam flashed a soft smile. "You sure know me the best. See you at the club later tonight," he said and continued on his way.
Back in the club, Isabella continued to sip her drink while scanning the guys in the club, but she didn't seem to find her potential match.
"I guess I'll call it a day," she said and grabbed her half-filled bottle of champagne, making her way out of the club. As she reached the busy entrance, someone suddenly collided with her, causing the bottle of champagne in her hand to fall and shatter into pieces, scattering carelessly on the floor.
"Watch it, boy!" she yelled furiously at the handsome blonde guy.
"I'm sorry, babe," he said politely, using his handkerchief to clean her body, which was soaked in alcohol. Isabella eyed him lustfully as he fearlessly wiped off the liquid from her body, including her thigh, and even called her "babe." She couldn't help but develop a flicker of attraction for him, he was just the type of man she had been looking for. But before she could make her move, the guy had already disappeared into the club.
"What the actual heck!" she muttered under her breath as she couldn't find him anymore. She rushed back inside the club, which now seemed even more crowded than before, and scanned around carefully. After a few minutes of what appeared to be a fruitless search, she moved to another part of the club, where a group of people who seemed to be college students was partying hard. Looking up at the stage, she saw the blonde guy she had been looking for performing a song.
"Go, Liam! Go, Liam!" the students hailed as he performed. Isabella couldn't help but watch him with keen interest as he sang on the stage, a beautiful smile curling up on her lips.
"Liam? Well, he's quite cute," she chuckled as she admired him.
"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?"
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"