Once a multimillionaire, I found myself on the brink of bankruptcy at the age of 30, about to savor life. My wife of six years not only handed me divorce papers but also adorned me with a glaring green hat. In the depths of life's trough, I serendipitously encountered a captivating female CEO. Determined to reclaim my innocence, I resurrected the glory of yesteryears. Armed not only with vengeance against my enemies but also a mission to make those who once looked down on me pay the price for their shallow judgments!......
"Dad, when are you coming back? Just now, a man came to our house, and as soon as he entered, he slapped Mom's butt, making her cry."
Recalling my son's words on the phone, my head spun for a moment. He's only four years old, just starting kindergarten, how could he understand so much?
But I, being an adult, understood. My wife was cheating!
And just on the phone, I faintly heard her intermittent moans.
Thinking about those sounds, fury overwhelmed me!
The thing I had been worrying about eventually happened!
I just didn't expect it to be so blatant, happening right in our home.
If it weren't for my son's call, I would have been kept in the dark!
Why? Why did this happen?
Thinking about it, I trembled all over.
A year ago, I was still a man at the peak, with a bank account holding a whopping twenty million dollars!
But now, I'm destitute, unable to even produce two thousand bucks.
It was during my most glorious time that I met my wife.
We met at a banquet, where she wore an exquisite dress, her face adorned with innocent yet slightly seductive makeup.
The first time I saw her, I fell in love, and from then on, I vigorously pursued her.
I gifted her numerous luxury items, even buying her a Porsche Cayenne when I proposed. Finally, she became my wife.
At the peak of my life, I married her without hesitation, even giving her parents a three-million-dollar dowry.
Back then, three million wasn't much for me, and during holidays, I used to give them tens of thousands in red envelopes.
At that time, her parents treated me like their own son. If there was ever an issue with my wife, they'd speak up for me, often calling to check in.
However, my own father passed away when I was young, and my mother raised me on her own, saving every penny to put me through college.
She barely ate or dressed herself but never hesitated to spend on me.
After graduating, I partnered with friends to start a networking company, primarily doing programming for other companies.
In the first year, we received a million-dollar order, and by the second year, our assets exceeded ten million.
At that time, I was incredibly prosperous, always driven in luxury cars, and people around me respected me greatly.
Family and career were thriving, and others envied me for being young and successful, with a beautiful wife.
I even brought my mother from the countryside to live with us in the city. Although she couldn't adapt and preferred rural life, she was content, chatting with neighbors and occasionally visiting her.
Regrettably, this blissful period didn't last long.
Two years ago, a major negligence occurred at a gathering with my business partners. Due to excessive drinking, confidential client information was leaked.
We were collectively sued, facing over twenty million in compensation.
Afterward, one of my partners went insane, currently residing in a mental hospital.
This sudden turn of events was like a bolt from the blue, leaving me utterly bewildered.
Although I hadn't gone insane like my partner, to repay the debt, I sold the company and the house. All the effort over the years went down the drain.
I reverted to my state right after college, everything reset!
But unlike that time, when I was self-sufficient, now I have a wife and daughter to feed. Unable to do anything else, I bought an electric scooter and started delivering food.
During this period, I tried various ways to raise money.
Due to my damaged reputation among programmers, I couldn't continue working in that field.
I even tried borrowing from my in-laws, but they outright rejected me. Not only that, they kept urging my wife to divorce me.
Look at them, those materialistic in-laws.
Back when I was prosperous, they treated me like their own son. Now that I'm down and out, I'm nothing to them.
Approaching thirty, if not for life's circumstances, who would willingly endure such misery?
Indeed, life at middle age is worse than being a dog!
Good weather or bad, my own parents are still the best.
Unfortunately, my mother's prolonged strenuous work in her youth resulted in multiple health issues. Fearing I couldn't repay my debts, she almost sold our ancestral home.
Since then, my wife's attitude toward me changed. She often yelled at me for no reason, and even our intimate life turned cold.
I have no complaints about this because my failure in business led to a decline in our living standards. She's suffering alongside me, and I feel guilty.
But this is not a reason for her to cheat on me!
Thinking again about what my son told me on the phone, tears welled up in my eyes.
Recalling how good I've been to her from marriage until now, even after going bankrupt, I never let her work a day. I treated her like a princess.
Working tirelessly to earn money, I dreamed that one day, we could rise again.
However, I didn't wait for that day. Instead, I received news of my wife's betrayal.
This news, like thunder on a clear day, shattered my life, making me lose all my fighting spirit.
To know, I worked so hard all this time, only for her.
She was my faith, and I wanted to give her the good days she had before. That's why I struggled so hard.
But now, all that faith has been shattered, leaving me with nothing.
The pain and despair of a wife's betrayal are more intense than when I experienced bankruptcy.
Thinking about what my son said on the phone, I was shaking with anger.
Completely broken, I went to a hardware store and bought a boning knife, hiding it behind me.
I turned off the phone's order-receiving function and rushed home on my electric scooter.
I will slaughter this pair of adulterers on the spot!''
Once, I was a hardworking soul toiling for many years, yet unable to afford a down payment for a house. I lived in a rented room, eating instant noodles, daydreaming of a wealthy life. Now, the tides have turned, and I've been reborn as the sole heir to a gambling tycoon in the city of casinos. The world inside the casino turns out to be more exhilarating and wild than I could have ever imagined...
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
Kara Martin was known as Miss Perfect. She was a beauty with good personality and successful career. Unfortunately, her life changed at one night. She was accused of adultery, losing her job, and abandoned by her fiance. The arrogant man who slept with her did not want to take responsibility. He even threatened to kill her if they met again. What's worse, Kara was pregnant with twins and she chose to give birth to them. Four and a half years later, Kara returned to work at a large company. As the secretary, she would frequently face their notorious CEO. Kara thought it wouldn't be a problem, but as it turned out ... the CEO was the father of the twins!
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"