"I used to have ice surrounding my heart, but it melted the moment I fucked you," Hardin said and she scoffed. "It was just a harmless sex, grow up kid, and let me go!"She yelled. Freda was cheated on by her boyfriend because, he claimed she was bad at sex so he had to cheat. Freda was angry so she went to the clubhouse with the intention of having sex with another man just to see if she was really bad at it. She didn't know she ended up having sex with a mafia lord. Later on, she was kidnapped by him who was lust after her after having sex with her. He threatened to kill her best friend if she refused to be with him, having no choice, Freda agreed with an intention of killing him. Slowly, she didn't know how this hatred of hers turned into love, something she wasn't willing to let go even if he was indifferent towards her. "You're just one of his sex toys Freda, I was once like you. When he's done with you, he'd trash you," Despite knowing all of this, would she let go or hold on it him? Find out!
Freda POV's "Sit, Freda," Miranda my best friend said as she gestured for me to sit down with a weird expression which got me extremely worried. "What's wrong Miranda," I couldn't help but ask, because since she came back from the mall she's been acting really strange and it's been freaking me out, She sighed and she sat beside me, holding my hands in hers. "I don't know how to say this Freda, but Jake isn't the right man for you," She said and I slowly pulled away my hand from hers, wondering where she got the guts to say that.
Jake and I have been dating for three years now, infact we're already engaged, so I don't know why she'd say such rubbish about him. "You're my friend Miranda, but I won't tolerate it when you say trash about Jake, a man I'm about getting married to," I replied strictly, trying to prevent myself from yelling at her. "I'm sorry Freda, I've caught Jake cheating countless times but I just didn't want to tell you about it because I know how much you love him, but seeing him today at the mall kissing another lady, I couldn't leave with the way he's cheating and disrespecting you," She said and she cleaned the little drop of tears that fell from her eyes. I moved backwards not wanting to believe my ears. "That's a lie Miranda, Jake loves me, he won't cheat on me," I said shaking my head, my legs failed me as it was shaking vigorously with my breathe hitched. "Here, I took a video of them," She said and she gave me her phone which I hurriedly took only to see exactly what Miranda had said, but I was still in denial, refusing to accept the truth right in front of me. "I went to the mall to get some stuffs," she paused and she stared at me who was waiting for her anxiously. "When I got there, I saw him kissing another girl. At first I didn't believe it was him not until he turned around and I got to see his face clearly," She said taking a shaky breath. "J Jake is cheating on me?" I asked no one in particular as her words sunk in, the reality of the situation hit me like a ton of bricks. Tears began to stream down my cheeks, and I struggled to catch my breath. I couldn't believe my boyfriend, the person I loved and trusted had betrayed me in the worst possible way. "It's going to be okay," Miranda said, pulling me into a hug. "I'm here for you, and we'll figure this out."She assured but I was willing to give Jake the benefits of doubt, I didn't want to believe he'd throw away the three good years we've been together, through thick and thin with each other. I quickly pulled away from her arms and I wiped off my face. "I'm going to see Jake, he wouldn't cheat on me, he wouldn't!" I half yelled, refusing to see the truth which was right in front of me. "Oh honey," Miranda said, her voice soft and full of sympathy. I didn't want any fucking sympathy, I just wanted to hear him say all of this was a prank or a dream I needed to wake up from. Without waiting for any further delay, I rushed out of the room. "Freda! Freda! You can't leave, we can go in the Morning," Miranda yelled and she ran after me, but I paid deaf ears to her. I ran across the road, my breath coming in gasps. My heart was racing, and I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins. I waved down a cab, and I got in together with Miranda who hurriedly rushed in. "Go!" I yelled at the driver, my voice hoarse from crying. The cab immediately hit the road, the tires squealing as they hit the pavement. I leaned back against the seat, my body trembling. Miranda was silent, but she wrapped her arms around me, giving me comfort. [An hour later] I stumbled out of the cab, and I quickly ran to Jake's apartment. I froze as I saw the high-heeled shoe lying just outside the door of Jake's room. My heart sink, and a wave of nausea hit me, But then i shook my head, trying to push away the dark thoughts that were threatening to overwhelm me. "It's probably just a friend," I assured myself, my voice sounding hollow in my own ears. But even as i said the words, I knew I didn't believe them. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. I gently pushed the door opened and I walked in only to be welcomed with sounds of moans and a lady's voice screaming for him to go harder. "N no, No!" I yelled and I ran to his room to witness the unholy sight with my two eyes. Jake and Ashley were both naked on the bed having sex, this was the same lady he told me was his cousin sister, meaning I've been played countless times without noticing a thing. How foolish was I to believe him. "Jake!" I yelled, standing by the doorway, my arms folded across my chest. I was trembling with anger, my eyes blazing with fury.Jake sat on the bed, his face pale and his eyes wide with fear. I could see he tried to speak, but the words stuck in his throat. He knew he had finally been caught after all this years of playing me like I was a fool. My voice was cold and hard as I spoke, covering the pains I felt within. "What do you have to say for yourself?" I demanded, my tone leaving no room for excuses. My mouth fell open in shock as Jake stood up completely naked. Instead of the shame or remorse i had expected to see on his face, he was smiling. "You think this is funny?" I asked, my voice at the verge of breaking down. Jake laughed harder, his eyes glinting with amusement. "You're so naïve, it's hilarious," he said, his tone full of mockery. I felt my blood boil, and ny eyes glinting in anger. "Yes I know I deflowered you Freda, but you just sucks on bed okay? You can't even satisfy me. You're a total waste!" I recoiled as if i had been slapped. His words were like a knife to my heart, and i felt my breath caught in my throat. "How dare you," I said, my voice shaking. "I have always given you my all, and this is how you repay me?" Jake scoffed and then a look of contempt passed over his face. "Yeah I know you've been the one paying my bills and all, but you just can't satisfy me like the way she does," he sneered and Ashley smiled running his chest. "Really huh? Is that what you take me for? A sex tool?" I asking hoping he wouldn't say anything that would hurt me further, but instead his next words crushed me. "I know you're daft but I didn't expect you to be this stupid. Fine! From the start I never loved you, but seeing all the good things you provided for me, I decided to give it a try. But now I don't think I can continue this three years of being in a hellhole with you, because I love Ashley," He said seriously without remorse and he kissed her in front of me. Before she could think, I lunged forward and my hand flew out and connected with Jake's face. The sound of the slap echoed in the room, and for a moment the only sound was the ringing in his ears. Jake's hand flew to his face, his eyes wide with shock and pain. "You hit me?" he asked, his voice trembling. "You actually hit me?" "Thanks for making me happy this past three years even if it was all pretense. But I hope we'd never see each other ever again!" I spat and I ran out of the room, letting my tears flow freely. "Hey are you okay?" Miranda asked the moment she saw me, her voice etched with concern and worry. She didn't actually followed me in. I shook my head, unable to speak. Tears streamed down mg cheeks, and I could feel her body shaking. "Come on, let's go home, he doesn't deserve you," She said and she tried to hold me but I moved backwards. "He actually broke up with me because I'm not good on bed," I said choking on my own words. "It hurts like hell Miranda, I'm tired," I cried and she quickly pulled me in her arms. "You'll get through this, it's gonna be fine," She said and I slowly pulled away from her, wiping away the tears in my eyes. "Do you know of any nearby clubhouse? I wanna fuck and get wasted. Only by tasting another dick I'd know if I'm really bad at sex," I stated, feeling the anger shrugging through my veins. I'm tired of been the goody shoes.
Gnero pulled me into his arms, comforting me as I clung to him. The tension between us was electric, our bodies drawn together in a way that needed no words. "I want you," I whispered, our breaths mingling. Those men had told me something that hunted me... They had known that I was a virgin. I could see the way Gnero's eyes were wild with hunger, at least it would be better if my first was my husband even though I never agreed to such a marriage, at least it would be my choice. I placed my hand on his chest, a clear indication of what I wanted even though I didn't know what exactly that I was doing. A smirk played on his lips. "I thought you'd never say it," he murmured, pulling me into a kiss that melted me into him. Vanessa De La Cruz was the first child of the De la Cruz mafia family, she had dreams and aspirations to become the first female Mafia boss in Italy but that was until her father sold her to the Gnero family, a rival and an enemy for generations in other to seal a pact and for information on a secret that Vanessa was not aware of and when she meets Gnero she knows that he was the weapon that had been fashioned against her that was until twenty hours later, her father was murdered in cold blood and she as set up as the traitor of the family, she realizes with horror that Gnero is the only one that can save her.
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!
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!"
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.
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.