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" I don't see the reason why you won't sign the fucking divorce papers!" He said after taking a deep breath, he placed the papers on the table. She only shrugged her shoulders in response. His mind was everything but stable. " Oh I will" She said with a cheeky smile and he sighed in relief. " Really?" His eyes lit up. " One one condition" She raised a finger at him with a shit eating grin. " I'll do anything to go back to being a bachelor" He said almost desperately. " Sleep with me" Marriage has always being a bad news to the number one playboy billionaire, Daniel Smith He hated the idea of commitment, what will happen when his father signs a deal to get a bride for him? A crazy one at that.
Prologue
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" Yes, Daniel! Fuck me"
the loud shrill of pleasure rang out again. Fransisca rolled on her bed gritting her teeth to the point of breaking them.
" Lord fuck me!" She groaned kicking a pillow away from her. Anger wasn't enough to justify how she was feeling, she was enraged. How could he? They had only gotten married a week ago and he was already bringing his sluts home to fuck them wildly knowing she was just in the opposite room. She wasn't bothered about his open cheating, she was just enraged that his actions were robbing her of her beauty sleep.
" Yes! Daniel! Give it to me!" The female voice moaned out again, this time louder than before. Fransisca threw another pillow at the wall angrily. She has only managed to count sheep to sleep early only for them to keep her awake like this?
" God help me, if that bitch screams again. I'm going to pull my hair out one by one" She muttered as she placed another pillow on her head but another moan just went through the soft material again. She sat up and yanked her sleeping mask off her face.
She stood up from the bed with a scowl on her face. She wore her fluffy slipper and tied her sleeping robe properly. Locking the door behind her she walked towards the master's bedroom with a grumpy expression.
*Bang
" Oh yes Danny" The girl moaned again, Fransisca hissed loudly as she banged the door harder, venting out all her anger and frustration on the poor piece of an oak tree. She banged the door so hard she could hear the hinges shaking but her sleep-deprived self doesn't give a fuck about the door. The door can fucking break down for all she cares.
" For the love of God! Can you just keep it down? Some of us want to sleep for crying out loud!" She shouted when she saw that nobody would answer her knocks. The lady continued moaning and she banged the door harder.
" For Christ's sake. I will tear this down if you don't fucking tone it down. It's a dick you are taking not a whole fucking baby! Stop moaning like you want to fucking explode the whole world and LET! ME! FUCKING! SLEEP!!" She shouted almost sounding like a deranged witch but what is the difference between a sleep-deprived woman and a deranged witch? Well her deranged acts worked like a pro, the noises went down. Whether they had lost their arousal due to embarrassment or they decided to listen to her and keep it was none of her business but she was glad they were toning it down.
" It is something to be fucking my husband in my matrimonial home and it is another to be extremely loud about it. So rude" She muttered bitterly as she raised the pantry for a snack, at least that should help her already ruined mood. She grabbed a glass of water and went back to her room but immediately she locked the door, another loud shrill stopped her in her tracks.
" Someone will die before morning and it's not going to be me," She said with a sigh, she took a sip of water and tried to calm herself down.
" Fransisca?" She called herself.
" Yes," and she answered.
"Lillian" She called again responded like the first time.
" Do you want to go to jail?"
" No?"
" Is Daniel Smith and his little bony fish worthy enough for you to be behind bars"
" Of course not but I can still reconsider that" Plopping a dried date in her mouth she sighed again as she heard another moan.
" I'll look good in a prison uniform and I won't hesitate to wear one if they don't let me sleep," She said to herself thankfully the house died down and she started counting sheep backward again to lull herself to sleep.
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" What is the meaning of what you did yesterday?" He said the moment he laid his eyes on her early in the morning. He was already dressed for his office and she was sitting in front of the coffee with the darkest of the dark circles cradling a mug of coffee like her life depended on it. She glared at him icily and watched him swallow his saliva. It was her father's fault, she could have been enjoying her life while thinking about her brighter future but there she was married to a playboy.
"Why do you think this ugly woman is my queen, Annalise?" he blurted out, his tone indifferent. Instantly, a pang of regret coursed through him, but he refused to retract his words. His petty side took over, and he couldn't bring himself to admit how her beauty enchanted him. Marilyn remained silent, her hazel eyes revealing the hurt he had inflicted. "No! Natalí would never choose such an unworthy queen for me. She looks so old," he scoffed, casting Marilyn another disgusted look. Only the goddess chooses the true queen, and only chosen can wield the power of her tears. But an Oath to the goddess must be fulfilled no matter what. After being in a loveless and a childless marriage for eight years, Marilyn suddenly found out that her husband wasn't her true husband and she must marry the King of Nayak if she wants a child of her own. Will she follow her path as the goddess chosen? Or will she stay in an abusive marriage and continue to endure insult because she is barren?
"Who are you? You don't even know me. Why are you helping me?" I asked, and he just went back to his straight, expressionless face. "I'm D..... You are?" he asked, and suddenly, I felt a chill run down my spine. It must be because he looked like a cold-hearted person; maybe the chills were coming from him. Or maybe because I couldn't even get past the first letter of his name. Why won't I remember his name? What happened to me? What did my brother do? Why won't I remember the name of my mate?! Mated to the Beta of her pack, Diana struggles with sleepless nights as a Stranger visits her dreams every night showing her proofs that her life in the pack might be a lie and her mate may not be her true mate.
“ What do you want us to be? Sophie your friends pointed it out clearly that I'm obviously too old for you” He ran his hand through his hair. Frustrated, he took a deep breath so he won't scare the only piece of sanity in his life. “ But do you want to be more than my sugar daddy?” she asked again. After being thrown to debt by her father, Sophie was forced to look for a way out for herself which lead her to finding a sugar daddy. But what do you think will happen when an inexperienced virgin cross paths with a recently divorced billionaire in her city?
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!
Sawyer, the world's top arms dealer, stunned everyone by falling for Maren—the worthless girl no one respected. People scoffed. Why chase a useless pretty face? But when powerful elites began gathering around her, jaws dropped. "She's not even married to him yet—already cashing in on his power?" they assumed. Curious eyes dug into Maren's past... only to find she was a scientific genius, a world-renowned medical expert, and heiress to a mafia empire. Later, Sawyer posted online. "My wife treats me like the enemy. Any advice?"
"I want a divorce!" Ryan demanded, despite the fact that he had cheated on her with his ex. ~ Serena is no longer the quiet, romantic lady Ryan Winters married and divorced five years ago. Now the CEO of Rocky's Designs, she is bright, unwavering, and unapologetic about her independence-a far cry from the woman Ryan remembers. When fate brings them back into one another's lives, Ryan is forced to confront the truth about their past, their newfound hot chemistry, and a surprising revelation; Serena has a daughter who may be his. But Ryan's girlfriend, Kate, isn't prepared to lose him again. She will do whatever it takes to keep Ryan in her grasp-even if it means destroying Serena's life and the corporate empire she has built. What happens when Serena's now peaceful life is being disrupted? Will Serena lose once again or will she seize this billionaire's heart?
She thought she was the love of his life, and he became the love of her life that fateful day she had seen him at the pack's party. Selene Grace was only a replica of Alpha Leo's real mate, and when he spotted her, Leo immediately claimed her as his Luna in order to suppress the rumors of him being mateless. Being unable to conceive turns Selene's marriage into a nightmare, and as if that wasn't enough, Alpha Leo finally reunites with his long time lover and mate, rejecting a pregnant Selene as a result. 5 years later, Selene, a now successful doctor, receives an invitation to the moon shadow pack in order to rid the pack of a deadly disease which has struck it. Will Selene return back to the pack which had caused her so much pain, and what would she do when she realizes that she is mated to the Alpha who had betrayed her in the past?
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."
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.