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"Father, why must it be so? I love him; my life would be meaningless without him," Sara wept in despair as her father remained adamantly opposed to her love affair, even issuing a request that her boyfriend resign from his job and forbidding them from ever meeting again. "If you continue to defy me, I will ensure he disappears forever," James Roberts looked at his daughter with a steely, unyielding gaze. From that day forth, Sara and Leon went their separate ways, each to a different place. Leon left the city shortly after, and Sara went abroad to study. Their beautiful, youthful love ended from that day until one day ...
By the expansive poolside within the grounds of a luxurious hotel, a young, beautiful girl clad in a red bikini from the latest summer collection confidently flaunted her sultry curves, capturing every gaze. She was Sara Roberts
Sara was a girl of strong character, or in other words, headstrong and impulsive, and to her stern father, she was indeed "a wild horse that couldn't be tamed." Having lost her mother at a young age, she always believed her father to be the cause. As a result, a gap had always existed between them, one that seemed impossible to bridge.
After four years of living abroad and having fun, she returned home as per an agreement made years before and marked by the welcome-back party today.
Extravagant parties like this were nothing new to Sara, for she was the daughter of a leading businessman in the cosmetics industry in this city. The cost of such parties could equal what an average worker might earn in ten years, but such amounts were of no concern for those born at the finish line. Her circle of close friends was also composed of wealthy heirs and heiresses, so money was never an issue.
Sara emerged from the pool, her fair, glistening skin adding to her allure. She walked over to Henry, placing her hand on his muscular shoulder, her gaze affectionate as she whispered.
"Turn the music up; let's feel the vibe."
Henry flashed a bright smile, revealing his charming dimple, and cranked the music to its maximum. The crowd immediately responded, and the atmosphere surged with excitement.
Sara swayed to the rhythm; each dance moves gracefully and fluidly, attracting the eyes of the young men. Her return this time had undoubtedly not disappointed them.
Sara possessed round, sparkling black eyes that shone like the depths of the Son River, clear enough to see to the bottom, and her long, dyed golden hair was so stunning it compelled onlookers to exclaim its beauty.
Her tiny bikini accentuated her fair skin, showcasing her physical attributes to their full advantage.
Sara always had confidence in her natural beauty, though her childhood's lack of maternal love occasionally led her to self-deprecation with her pessimistic thoughts.
Amidst the pulsating music and the raucous cheers, boys and girls flirted and frolicked without restraint, enjoying a freedom devoid of boundaries.
A server brought her a glass of red wine, her favorite. Sara inhaled the distinctive, delicate aroma of the aged grapes before taking a deep breath, the sensation thrilling her senses.
A nearby young man stepped forward with a smile, offering her a drink, but Sara declined as he wasn't her type, although, in truth, no one knew what her kind was like. Everyone felt Sara was a girl full of secrets, an enigma with many layers. The rejected young man awkwardly moved away, his discomfort evident in his twisted face and forced smile.
As the party continued and Sara became more engrossed in the lively music, the server brought her another drink. She accepted it with a smile, unaware of any potential problem. The party went on with no end in sight.
After the alcohol took effect, Sara began to feel dizzy. The scene blurred, the lights dimmed, and everything seemed to spin. She needed help, but everyone was too engrossed in their merriment to hear her cries for help. Henry was not far away, but his image grew indistinct in her mind.
Sara hurriedly put on a thin jacket and returned to her room. As she walked through the hallway, she felt someone following her. She quickened her pace to shake them off, but the more she walked, the more she felt lost, trapped in an undefined maze.
As her steps slowed, Sara suddenly saw a room ahead where someone had just entered without closing the door completely; she grabbed the door, looking for help.
"Let me in for a moment, just a moment; someone is chasing me."
Observing the scantily clad girl, the man appeared skeptical, wondering if she truly meant no harm, yet her pleading made it impossible for him to ignore her. He responded with a chilliness that could not be colder.
"Just for a moment then."
No sooner had Sara stepped inside than she heard footsteps halt outside the door, likely belonging to her pursuer. Sara planned to wait for him to leave before making her exit. Unexpectedly, a large towel was draped over her, followed by a cold voice.
"Use this for now, careful not to catch a cold."
When Sara turned around, the man had left, acting as if he had never seen her. Sara began to feel an uncomfortable heat spreading throughout her body, causing her cheeks to flush and an unbearable restlessness. She patiently waited for the man outside to leave so she could exit. However, her legs began to falter, and she collapsed onto the floor.
Despite having tasted various wines, she had never felt as uncomfortable as now.
Sara tried to grasp the door handle, curling up to control the overwhelming sensation dominating her. She told herself, "Just a bit longer, everything will be alright," but the longer she stayed, the more she felt like she was about to explode.
Unable to endure any longer, Sara staggered into the bathroom, hoping the cold water would bring some relief. She moved quickly inside and opened the door without noticing someone was already there.
Sara shed all her clothes, exposing her youthful body to a strange man she did not know. She turned the water on full blast and closed her eyes, letting the water pour over her. She inadvertently pressed against the man's robust physique in her agitated state.
The torment grew, driving her body to extreme arousal; Sara clung to the man, unable to let go.
"What are you doing? I don't want to be a criminal," he protested, trying to push her away with his strength.
Sara, uncontrollable of her actions and not intending to stop, groped his firm chest, her passion inflamed.
"Are you insane? I told you to stop," he reacted more vehemently, prying her off him and pushing her against the wall, yelling in anger.
The physical contact only intensified Sara's wild desires, deaf to anything but her cravings.
Sara boldly captured the man's moist lips, biting down, which aroused him. In the struggle, their lower bodies inadvertently touched, sending a hot electric current through him, making him shiver uncontrollably.
Her wandering hands continued to explore sensitive areas of his body, challenging his self-control.
Faced with such a case, a successful man inexperienced in romantic affairs found it challenging to resist the attraction of a beautiful and seductive woman.
He didn't know how to make her stop her bizarre actions; he was only aware that she was testing his patience.
Suddenly, he paused to look at her carefully made-up beautiful face, her eyes conveying indescribable thoughts.
"If you continue, don't blame me."
The girl continued, and under the reflective light, their exquisite bodies intertwined ceaselessly like a masterpiece born from the depths of passion.
Destiny unfolds as a narrative of 12 years of youth, tracing the pathways of its main characters, David Smith and Bella Andrea, from the tender age of 18 through the poignant blossoming into their 30s – a splendid epoch of youth in their life's journey. Twelve years is not necessarily a sprawling canvas of human life. But many amazing things can happen during that time so that we appreciate our current life more every time we look back. David Smith and Bella Andrea met, secretly loved each other, misunderstood, were divided, hated, separated, and came back together when deep wounds were in their hearts. They spent their youth together with love, hate, anger, and resentment before being happy. Life can be brutally unforgiving; sometimes, a moment of weakness may cause us to lose everything. Love remains the most precious entity of all. Steer clear of harboring hatred, allowing the heart to pulsate with the most sincere of beats perpetually.
"What do you think of him? He's an excellent boyfriend for you. I went to America to bring him back, don't let me down, okay? She frowned when she saw Mary wasn't interested in her work. Agnes continued. "Why? Don't you find him attractive?" Clear and lucid, Mary glanced at her best friend, who was squinting, and said coldly. "Do you like him that much? Then keep him to yourself. Why give him to me?" She could never have guessed that these words would inadvertently become a reality. These words would lead her down a path she dared not contemplate or remember but could only gasp in choked sobs in her heart. Realizing her slip, Agnes hurried to smooth things over with a smile as warm and pure as the spring sun, her lips curling up in an honest admission. "We're best friends. I give my best to you. You're the one who truly has my heart."
She was a diamond covered by ashes.... King Dakota was known as the most Powerful Alpha King of all times - more powerful than any other King that had ruled from his lineage. He was cold hearted, introverted and dangerous in anger. Cursed by the Moon goddess, King Dakota had to get married to three wives all in search of a male child that would become his heir, but it was impossible as the curse would only let his wives bear she -wolves. But on a different day, the King meets a lady who offends him and as a punishment, he took her home as his fourth wife. Her name was Shilah. Shilah was a powerless wolf and as a result, was disregarded and intimidated by all. But, when she begins to do things that the King had never felt for years, he began to wonder who she really was. Slowly, she crawled her way into his icy heart and turned out to be something nobody ever expected - a storm.
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
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?
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..."Â But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true stature—the wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"