"Marry me, and I will take responsibility as the father of this child. I will love, cherish, and be a responsible father to this baby." _______ Cassandra, who was broken after she found out her fiancé was having an affair with her friend, and wanted her dead, called off the wedding in front of everyone. That same night of her wedding, she got drunk, and had a night with the country's popular playboy. Two months later, she found out she was pregnant. This time, she wanted nothing from the stranger, but his fatherly responsibility. But he doesn't want to just be the father of her child, but her contracted husband; her husband for twelve months. He is ready to not just protect her, but help her avenge her ex–fiancé, sister, and father, and everyone who trampled on her. Not having any choice, she decided to get married to a stranger. Richard, on the other hand, who never thought he was going to love anyone, gradually fell for her, and now he isn't ready to let go of her. Will he be able to make her love him, and stand by his side? What happened when Cassandra found out he is her sister's ex–boyfriend, who she was dying to have back? What happened when she found out he did not only want her baby, but her? Will she stay, or regret ever signing the contract?
"What if I want to help you feel the same way your fiance made your friend feel?" After he heard all her narration in her drunken state, his cold, yet heart melting voice, questioned in a whisper. "Or, should I go?"
Even though he reeked of alcohol, his scent which filled Cassandra's noise, and his voice which resembled her shattered heart, was enough to make her want more of him.
"Should I go?" After waiting without a response from her, he questioned again.
Cassandra slowly raised her gaze to stare at him before she closed the gaps between them.
Her hands made way to his smooth handsome face before her lips parted, "why? Am I not the one who should undress you first?"
Her sexy voice echoed in the room which suddenly filled with tension. Even though she was drunk, the realisation of this moment was inevitable.
She needed this moment to clear her mind. No matter the amount of alcohol she took, the image of her fiancé cheating on her before their wedding, won't just leave her mind.
Neither will the event of how she cancelled her wedding before the guest, and disgraced her family, let her have a peaceful moment. What she required right now is an escape from her harsh reality.
"Shouldn't I be the one controlling your body?" He leaned closely to her earlobe before he inquired, his hot breath on her neck.
Hearing his questioning voice, her heart beat unusually as her body became tense up with desire to have him. She remained silent, giving the playboy a chance to do whatsoever he wanted with her body.
From his voice, she knew he was the type of man who frequents this act. Though, he is precisely the type of man she wanted, and not those men who would say they love her, and plan her death behind her back.
After he got a 'go ahead' gaze from Cassandra, his hands trailed up to her chest. He slowly unbuttoned her blouse before he massaged her small boobs, making her let out a moan.
He added a little more pressure to her boobs, making her tremble. Shivers ran down her at his massage, she had never felt this way before.
The strange man, who already noticed her reaction towards his touch, captured her lips in a go. He gave her no chance to breathe as he kissed her deeply, savouring the flavor of her tongue.
Left with no option rather than to give in, Cassandra wrapped her hands around his neck. She moaned in his mouth at how he kissed her, and made her wet beneath.
This was the first time a kiss had such a great effect on her. Not even her fiancé's kiss has ever made her feel close to this.
As the kiss went on, she tightened her grip around his neck to support her trembling body. Their bodies touching each other as lust burned through the both of them, she felt his half–erected di*k resting on her wet underneath through their dress.
Just the tease made her want him inside of her. Maybe it is the alcohol reaction, she had never felt desperate for a moment like this.
"I can't believe you went wet just by kissing you," the man uttered sarcastically after he broke from the kiss.
She raised her gaze which was burning with desire before she echoed, ''I want you.''
The man's lips formed a curl smile at Cassandra's desire to have him. He took off his fancy T-shirt before he proceeded to unzip his trousers which he pulled off afterward.
Cassandra, who was dying to have him slam her wall, took off his boxer without waiting for him to do so.
"No rush, baby girl," his voice made her slow down.
Her cheeks flushed red as she stared hungrily at his pulsating di*k which was larger than the few she had seen.
The strange man smirked at her eagerness before he closed the gaps between them, engaging her in a passionate kiss.
This time, their tongues were fighting for dominance as they sucked the sweetness of their mouth.
In no time, they disengaged from the kiss, and gasped for air before the man proceeded to her wet vagina. His tongue licked every bit of the flowing fluids which tasted sweet, making her body burn in an unexplainable way.
"I never expected you to be this sweet unlike the others," his words echoed close to her earlobe, making her head ache a bit.
After he was done licking her vagina, he carried her in his arms like a baby before he gently placed her on the bed.
He stared at her for the last time before he slid his fingers into her. The moment he began to thrust his fingers into her, she felt waves of electricity surged through her body, making her release a soft moan.
"F*ck harder, man!"
Just by hearing those words, the man began to thrust deeper, his fingers adding fire into her body. She held the sheet tightly as his fingers thrust roughly into her.
Even though the thrust of just his fingers was a bit painful, she still urged him to go ahead.
"F*ck me with that d*CK of yours," her voice which mixed with moans, and sweetness, echoed through the silent room.
Slowly, he pushed his rod into her, his hands pinning her down before he began to thrust her deeply.
His bulging rod made her feel excruciating pains, leaving her no chance to fight or push him off her. All she could do was moan in both pain, and pleasure.
Even though she was going through pain, the man whose heart was taken away by his dark desire, cared less as all he was doing was banging on her.
After a while of thrusting, he half–yelled at her before he pulled out in disappointment. "Damn, I can't believe you aren't my typical fuck buddy!" He didn't expect her to be this tight, and weak, unlike the rest of the ladies he had made out with in this club.
Slowly, he picked up his clothes before he dressed up, leaving Cassandra who was lying naked on her back.
"Don't forget to use contraceptives," even though he was tipsy, he was still able to think straight.
She wanted revenge, and he wanted her fake identity as his wife. _________ Olivia Jaylen, a wealthy lady whose father left her a great fortune, lost everything to her husband, who betrayed her and took everything from her. When she discovers her ex-husband has been having an affair with her cousin throughout their entire marriage, she seeks revenge. In order to make them feel the same pain she had felt, Olivia proposes a contract marriage to the wealthiest man in the city. It was supposed to be a win-win; Olivia would get her revenge, and Alden would become the owner of their family's billion-dollar company. Alden isn't who she thought he was. He's a sadist who enjoys people's pain. But instead of feeling turned off, Olivia begins to find this side of her fake husband attractive. What happens when Alden and Olivia are unable to resist their attraction to each other? And a secret that will tear them apart is revealed?
“Do you think you can deny the bond between us?” The cold masculine voice made me drift back. How can I accept the fact that I am remated to my ex–mate, and his brothers? “Amelia, just give up. It is high time you stop lying to yourself,” just when I thought I was free, a sexy voice echoed close to my ear lobe, making me wet instantly. I wanted to walk out of the dark room, but I got stopped by my ex–mate, the man I never wanted to see. “Do you also want to claim me like your desperate brothers?” “Yes! You are my second chance mate, have you forgotten?” He leaned closely, and captured my lips without giving me room to reply. ______ Amelia's life turned upside down when she found out the moon goddess gave her second chance mates after what happened to her. Not just mates, but her exmate, and his brothers! Now, she is stuck between brothers who want her on their bed, and want to claim her. Can she defile her lust, and live in the same house without finding herself drawn to their bed? What happens when each of the brothers are ready to do anything to claim her? What happens when what she thinks they felt towards her was nothing aside from a burning lust created from a bet? A bet of who she will accept!
"Walk up to him, lure him, tame him, make him fall in love with you, make him get obsessed and break his heart!" That was the order given to the little fragile Ivan by her helper. Yes, she suffered at the hands of her cruel stepmother and siblings until she met the popular chairman Lucian of Lucs group. He offered to save her from her pain and make her live the luxurious life which she has always wished for. A life of becoming an actress and getting the major role but can it work for her? Will she be able to abide by the law? Will she break the heart of who she truly loves and can sacrifice anything for? Will she be able to tame him? Read to get the answer of the unanswered questions.
Rejected by her mate, who had been her long-time crush, Jasmine felt utterly humiliated. Seeking solace, she headed to a party to drown her sorrows. But things took a turn for the worse when her friends issued a cruel dare: kiss a stranger or beg her mate for forgiveness. With no other choice, Jasmine approached a stranger and kissed him, thinking that would be the end of it. However, the stranger unexpectedly wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear, "You're mine!" He growled, his words sending shivers down her spine. And then, he offered her a solution that would change everything...
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.
A sudden twist of fate connected Helena to a prominent and influential person. To onlookers, she appeared as a naive bimbo. In truth, she was a top-tier specialist, shrouded in layers of hidden identities. Charlie declared, “She’s quite delicate and easily hurt. Cross her, and you’re crossing me.” The elite families, outwitted by Helena's prowess, kept these truths from him. Helena eventually broke free from Charlie, sending him on a frenzied worldwide hunt. To him, she was a bird with dazzling wings, and his goal was to help her reach new heights.
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!
Desperate to handle her grandmother's towering medical bills, Gianna agreed to a contract marriage with Tristan, the enigmatic man she'd once shared a one-night stand with. She assumed they'd fulfill each other's needs and dissolve the arrangement once the terms expired. Unbeknownst to Gianna, this marriage was a dream Tristan had clung to for ten relentless years. Certain she was just filling someone else's role, Gianna prepared to leave when that other woman returned. But Tristan, his eyes burning with unspoken emotion, seized her trembling hand and declared, "You’re mine. Now and always."