Meet Scarlett, a simple baker in Oakland California. She had always wanted a simple and adventurous life with her family and her friends. But things took a drastic turn when she surrendered herself to a ruthless Mafia boss in exchange for her brother's freedom. She had just one rule: Never fall for him. Torn between love and responsibility, Scarlett chose the wrong path. Follow me and uncover what becomes of her. Prologue: Being held down and watching three armed men take the life out of my only brother broke me in pieces. They kicked him and threw him hard on the floor. They Made him taste his blood with a fierce blow on the cheeks that sent two of his teeths flying in the air, I could no longer hold on. My eyes flooded with tears dripping down helplessly on my cheek. I said to the mean man sitting in the car watching the show. "Take me" kind sir and let my brother go. I am willing to do anything to make up for his transgressions. The boss scoffed at me and a devilish smile formed on his face. "Anything you say baby doll"? I said "yes" sharply, not minding the fact that he called me "baby doll" Can you satisfy my longings? He asked For some weird reasons my eyes could not help but wonder down to his crotch. His pants hugged his dick so much, it almost tore. I swallowed down at the size of his Dick but I know there is more to come. "Yes" Am yours as long as my brother is safe. Take her away, and put a seal on her head. From henceforth she is mine and mine alone. No one dares to touch her, she belongs to the "Eagle Lord".
Scarlett's POV
Another day to fulfill my duties as a good girlfriend, a very prompt and hardworking baker and a very good girl. Ooh the frustration of pretending to be who you are not!!!!!
I love Mike and he knows it but I had to make sure my desires are met. I am not the type of girl to lay down and have a man be on me like an old hag. "Missionary style" was for grandparents, but it seemed to be Mike's favorite position in bed. I love to explore, I want to know your weakness a s use it to make you moan. I like to hit your G spot, moan my name loudly and make you cum all over me but that was just in my dreams.
I have struggled to keep up the appearance of being a good girl. I was lonely inside and I sought ways to make Mike understand but it was useless . Even on his best days, Mike would simply "spoon" with me and after a few thrust he would cum, then roll off me like a log of wood. I tried to spice things up but he said I was extra.
I had even begged him to fuck me with my dildo just to get that satisfaction I craved but Mike refused, saying he is enough for me.
I swallowed my frustration and secretly became addicted to porn. When I was alone or stayed back late at the bakery, I would lock myself and stream my best porn while I finger fuck myself and using my vibrator to unleash my inner desires.
Once my pussy was dripping and I could feel the pressure building up inside of me, I used my large size dildo to finish up the job. I would moan and roll my eyes inwardly as I climaxed. This was my guilty pleasure but I couldn't help it.
It was early in the morning and the rain was pouring down heavily. I needed to deliver the ten batches of baked rainbow cookies Mr Hart ordered for his daughter's birthday but I was stuck.
I could not drive under the rain and Mike was already at work.
I placed a call to Mr. Hart, told him about the little delay and he said I shouldn't worry he would come get it himself.
I was shocked but glad at the same time, I did not like to disappoint my clients.
I went back to my bed to binge watch my favorite show on Netflix and sip a hot cup of coffee to keep myself warm.
A while later, I heard a knock on the door, I quickly got up to answer. I looked through the security spot and it was Mr. Hart.
I opened the door and ushered him in.
Am very sorry for the inconvenience sir, the weather is not smiling on me today.
I headed straight to the kitchen to get his order, as I returned back into the sitting room, he had already taken off his shirt, it was soaked and he needed to dry it.
I dropped the order and offered to help him, I brought out a dry towel and mopped his body. As my hands slid through his chest, I imagined myself sucking his nipples and moaning in his ear.
My hands traveled down to his waist, I dried the water on his back and I let out a moan.
He looked at me surprised, everyone knew I was a simple girl and expected me to be very modest.
I offered to give him dry sweatpants and a T-shirt so he would not feel cold. He accepted and I went back into my room to grab some of Mike's clothes he left over at my place. I handed the clothes to Mr. Hart.
I turned around to give him the privacy he required but my eyes would not hold still.
I turned around and my eyes caught his dick. It was moderate probably from the cold or the fact that he was not into me or so I thought. Until our eyes locked and I saw desire in his eyes, I moved closer and touched his dick, like a lightning bolt struck him, he erected and before my reasonings could stop Me from doing something stupid, our lips were already joined together. I kissed him with the urge inside of me and he reciprocated back.
He probably had issues of his own because the way he ravaged my pussy as soon as I pushed him to the chair and straddled him was questionable.
No words were said, only loud moans and groanings filled my sitting room. He pulled away From me and spanked my ass.
Ooh you naughty girl, I never tagged you for the one night stand type.
His words made no sense to me as I arched myself in front of him and he rammed into my pussy one more time. He thrust in harder and faster this time, reaching for that satisfaction that Mike never gave me. I was going crazy, pressure building up and I could feel my climax coming forth before we heard a loud ringtone of Nelly's song "Am coming home" playing from his phone.
He quickly pushed me away and headed towards his phone on the table.
Hello honey, I am on my way. I stopped to get gas.
He blew a kiss into the phone and hung up on the call.
He reached for his clothes on the floor and wore them, it was not so wet anymore.
He carried the box of cookies, thanked me and headed out.
I was speechless but halfway satisfied.
The rain has reduced, it was only drizzling now and I laid on my bed wondering if I could ever get climax without the help of my dildo?
Whatever it is that Mr. Hart was passing through is not a good deal for a married man, he was either sex starved or a promiscuous husband. I could care less, I loved how he was spontaneous and hit me hard until we were abruptly cut short.
At some point I felt guilty but a girl's gotta do what would make her happy even if it meant cheating a tiny bit..
I sat back on my bed and dozed off, tomorrow would be a better day. I told myself, my order from the palace was top priority. Secondly, I had to find a way to end my relationship with Mike.
Mr Hart has shown me that there is more out there and am definitely going to get it.
"Betrayal seared into my soul like a branding iron. The man I loved, the one I was willing to spend forever with, had shattered my heart into a million pieces. And my best friend, the one I trusted with my deepest secrets, had helped him drive the knife in deeper. But fate, it seemed, had other plans. I woke up to a second chance, a chance to rewrite the past and make them pay for their sins. The memories of that fateful day still lingered, the ache of betrayal still fresh. But this time, I was ready. This time, I would be the one to manipulate, to control, and to destroy. They thought they had broken me, but they had only unleashed a monster. And now, I'm coming for them. The Vindicated Wife has risen, and hell hath no fury like a woman scorned."
Everything wasn't all rosy in Catherine's life, especially when her family is slowly falling apart, crushing her heart. Desperate to save them from ruin, she signed the contract and became the wife of the famous heartless Billionaire overnight, but was living under the same roof with a demon actually worth it... Except.. "You will marry me, he paused, before tossing a blue looking document for me to sign. His eyes shifted back to me, he pierced his gray ones to me in an eye lock "You should thank your stars for this priceless privilege, Miss. Catherine" He said grinning, before looking down on my body. "Becoming my wife is way beyond your league" "But still Mr, I will marry you and remain loyal to you" I cut him off, watching a mocking grin play on his lips. "You are in for a death wish" He scoffed, but I smiled back instead. "Then let me, Mr. Billionaire, burn in the fire of your hatred"...I responded, curving my lips wider. "You'll regret this Miss Catherine…
The Night my innocence was taken away from me is the same night I was bite and marked by a ruthless vampire. I was forced to a royal ball with the sole idea of impressing the crowned prince who is rumored to be the "Dark Lord '', but ended up having an erotic night with a masked stranger under the stars in the palace garden. Early the next day, the Dark Lord asked for my hand in marriage. Is this a dream come through or am I living my worst nightmare? Find out in this mysterious romance of the vampire and his human bride.
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
Life was perfect until she met her boyfriend's big brother. There was a forbidden law in the Night Shade Pack that if the head Alpha rejected his mate, he would be stripped of his position. Sophia's life would get connected with the law. She was an Omega who was dating the head Alpha's younger brother. Bryan Morrison, the head Alpha, was not only a cold-blooded man but also a charming business tycoon. His name was enough to cause other packs to tremble. He was known as a ruthless man. What if, by some twist of destiny, Sophia's path were to intertwine with his?
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
"Who is she?" I asked, feeling tears well up in my eyes. "He met her at the Alpha training camp," he said. "She is a perfect suitor for him. It snowed last night, indicating that his wolf is happy with his choice." My heart sank, and tears made their way down my cheeks. Alexander took my innocence last night, and now he is taking that thing in his office as his Luna. **** Emily never shifted on her 18th birthday and became the laughingstock of the pack. When her old crush, Alexander Black, returns from Alpha Training, she never expected him to be her mate. After a night of passionate love, Emily finds out that young Alpha Alexander has taken a chosen mate. Heartbroken and humiliated, Emily runs off and disappears from the pack. Now, five years later, Emily is a high-ranking warrior in King Alpha's army, specializing in sensitive matters. When her best friend invites her to a night of music and laughter, she never expects to run into her mate, Alexander. Will Alexander figure out it is Emily? Will he chase after her, and most of all, will Emily be able to keep her secrets safe?
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."