A seductive woman sat on his lap in the backseat of a limo. She couldn't help but moan with pleasure as he engaged pushed his d*ck inside her p*ssy . Strangely, he found himself celebrating the death of his father-in-law. He forcefully pulled her hair and squeezed her n*pples tightly while thrusting inside her. He couldn't help but express his desire, saying, "That feels amazing. I want to mark you ... and fill you with my cum in...." She moaned, eagerly hoping to conceive his pups and be claimed by him. She pleaded in a sweet voice, "Please, let your warmth fill me." But he wasn't foolish. He was Alpha Vladimir Blairgowrie, known for his ruthless and heartless nature. He turned her around, her back facing him. With dominance, he shifted his attention to her a** entrance, causing her to scream out in pain. "I will mark you there, instead of your p*ssy." She could feel his essence inside her tight back entrance. The pain was bearable, but she knew better than to object. She accepted her role as his plaything, not his wife. He grunted, declaring, "Now, I'm prepared for the funeral." He had never truly loved his wife, never believed she was his true mate. Their union was solely to make her father regret past mistakes. He had vowed to make her life a living nightmare. But what if she was actually his true mate, yet his hatred towards her father blinded him from that realization?
A seductive woman sat on his lap in the backseat of a limo. She couldn't help but moan with pleasure as he engaged pushed his d*ck inside her p*ssy .
Strangely, he found himself celebrating the death of his father-in-law.
He forcefully pulled her hair and squeezed her n*pples tightly while thrusting inside her. He couldn't help but express his desire, saying, "That feels amazing. I want to mark you ... and fill you with my cum in...."
She moaned, eagerly hoping to conceive his pups and be claimed by him. She pleaded in a sweet voice, "Please, let your warmth fill me."
But he wasn't foolish. He was Alpha Vladimir Blairgowrie, known for his ruthless and heartless nature.
He turned her around, her back facing him. With dominance, he shifted his attention to her a** entrance, causing her to scream out in pain. "I will mark you there, instead of your p*ssy."
She could feel his essence inside her tight back entrance. The pain was bearable, but she knew better than to object. She accepted her role as his plaything, not his wife.
He grunted, declaring, "Now, I'm prepared for the funeral."
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In Lisa's POV:
I stood quietly among the crowd at the funeral, dressed in black, and received condolences from my late father's friends. It had only been a month since Evans Group closed down and my father passed away from a heart attack.
In no time, the once successful Evans family disappeared. Despite our downfall, people still treated me with respect because I was not only the daughter of the Evans family, but also the Luna of Alpha Vladimir Blairgowrie, a feared and powerful man in the business world. He was the president of Blairgowrie Group.
The funeral went on until noon, but Alpha Vladimir didn't show up. As it was was coming to an end, his discreet Bentley arrived at the cemetery.
Alpha Vladimir emerged from the car, looking handsome yet cold. I hadn't seen him since we got married two years ago, and it was ironic that I would see him again at my father's funeral.
While others brought flowers and gifts, Alpha Vladimir came empty-handed. Shockingly, a woman in a red dress, whom I found seductive, got out of the car and held onto his arm. She asked if she should come inside too.
Alpha Vladimir looked at her softly and told her to wait in the car. She kissed his cheek and smiled, which hurt me deeply since it happened at my father's funeral. They were disrespecting my father and publicly showing affection.
I clenched my fists, trying to stay composed, as Alpha Vladimir approached me. He stood tall, looking down at me, and asked why I hadn't spoken in the past two years. I sensed that he didn't have good intentions.
I asked him what he wanted, and his gaze turned icy. He said he was there to pay respects to his father-in-law, but I knew he only married me to seek revenge against my father.
He ordered everyone to leave, and once we were alone, he painfully gripped my wrist and forcefully dragged me into a room. An hour later, he left with no emotions on his face.
Outside, the woman asked him if he had dealt with the problem, and he responded flatly that it was all over. It seemed she was afraid and I hoped this was truly the end.
In the room, I adjusted my clothes and looked at my father's photograph. I remembered Alpha Vladimir's cruel words about marrying me for revenge against my father. It left me emotionally and physically drained. I fell to my knees, crying and feeling like I had let my dad down.
That day, news of the Evans family's downfall spread in major newspapers. The next morning, I, with puffy eyes from grieving, went downstairs to investigate loud noises. My housekeeper, Brigid Lang, rushed up to me in a panic, telling me that a group of people had barged in and were removing things from the house.
I confronted one of them, trying to stop them from taking a valuable antique vase. They claimed they were there under Alpha Blairgowrie's orders. I was stunned, realizing that I had made him the owner of the house as a gesture of trust.
I wondered what Alpha Vladimir was planning. I reached for my phone to call him and demand an explanation, but I received a notification and saw a news article.
Alpha Vladimir Blairgowrie, the president of Blairgowrie Group, announced in an interview that he was marrying Janet Reece, an actress, and he had divorced me.
I couldn't believe it. How did I not know?
With my phone tightly in my grip, I felt betrayed. My housekeeper, Brigid, panicked and asked me what we should do.
Alpha Blairgowrie showed no mercy towards me, his Luna. I couldn't understand why he had to be so cruel.
"After a moment of silence, I finally commanded, "Call the police! Call the police immediately!" It was the only way I could have a chance to confront Alpha Vladimir.
Aria never wanted to marry Kael, the arrogant playboy her father forced her to accept as her fiancé. But Kael had his own twisted motives-he only wanted her because she was the one girl who refused him. When Aria rejected his demand to sleep with him a week before their wedding, Kael tried to take what he wanted by force. His drunken pursuit ended in tragedy when he was struck by a car, leaving Aria caught in the crossfire of blame. Zander, Kael's elder brother and the soon-to-be Alpha King, believed Aria was responsible for his brother's death-and promiscuous to boot. To prevent war between their packs, Zander agreed to marry her, but only for revenge. His plan? Ruin Aria's life for a year, then cast her aside and divorce her. But Zander's scheme begins to unravel when his ex-best friend Asher returns, determined to take Aria for himself. As secrets from the past resurface, Zander discovers betrayal, lies, and truths he never wanted to face. Was Aria truly guilty, or was she just another pawn in a deadly game of power and revenge? Asher laugh and say, "You're a fool; she never wanted to come. I told her you were with Lyra, so she came. And now I've achieved my goal: I ruined your marriage." Zander feel foolish, asking, "But why? I never did anything to you! You were my best friend. I should have killed you when you slept with my ex fiancée, Lyra!" Asher respond, "You knew I loved her, but you stole Lyra from me. She was my true mate, but she refused to marry me because you were soon to be the Alpha King! She never loved you. She loved me but wanted to be the queen of werewolves; that's all." Zander would realize how foolish he was. Yet, he still believed Aria wasn't innocent because she slept with his deceased brother before the wedding.
She spent eighteen years in an orphanage, but it was time to get out. According to the orphanage rules, once a child reaches legal age, they must depend on themselves. Celine didn't know what to do; luckily, she met her savior that day. If only she had known what she was getting herself into, she would never have gone with him. Celine found herself caught in a life of addiction, living in his house, where he was ready to sell her organs to get his fix. To save her life, she had to help him sell drugs. Her innocence became a liability. Soon, she found herself targeted by the king's men-kidnapped, bound, and tortured for selling drugs without their permission. But sometimes, what we fear the most might turn out to be the best for us. Celine found herself trapped in the king's palace, drowning in his love and married to him by force.
"Please, let me go," she begged, her eyes brimming with tears and her voice shaking with fear. Struggling to breathe, she felt trapped in his overwhelming embrace. He ignored her pleas, seemingly unaware of the pain he was causing, driven by jealousy that clouded his judgment. With all her strength, she pushed against him, desperate for even a moment of freedom. But he held her down, his voice low and threatening as he said, "No, I want you now." In that moment, everything changed for her. She was his younger brother's fiancée, and this encounter marked the beginning of a dark path. In an instant, her innocence was shattered, but she would eventually seek justice.
Two strangers-one destined to be the Alpha of the Green Hell Pack and the other the future female Alpha of the Bloody Pack-find themselves trapped in an arranged mating meant to unite their packs. Originally intended for their younger siblings, circumstances leave them with no choice but to accept the bond to save face. Life seems perfect until Julia's ex-boyfriend, Alpha Mark, refuses to let go, resorting to drastic measures to sabotage their union, including kidnapping her. With a possessive mate like Alpha Xander, Julia initially feels compelled to submit. Yet, as time passes, she begins to see him as her true mate. Just as love blossoms, it fades when Xander disappears, leaving behind a harsh letter that shatters their bond, claiming it was because she couldn't conceive. But did the possessive Alpha truly abandon his mate for that reason, or was he forced to take desperate measures to win her back?
She never intended to collide with the most dangerous bad boy at her school. Already trying to stay under the radar from those ruthless werewolves, she felt different from them. Born into the most powerful pack and carrying a royal bloodline, she knew she didn't belong. She couldn't shift like they did; despite not being an omega, she was the weakest of her kind. But her real struggle was that she was blind. That fateful day marked the beginning of her suffering. She had never dreamed of her mate, convinced he would reject her upon discovering her perceived uselessness. All she had was her wolf instincts, which helped her navigate the school, pretending to be normal. No one knew her secret-no one noticed her. Until that day...
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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."
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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!"