I stare at the naked figure besides me in amusement. I still can't believe that this man is the one making me moan crazily like a mad woman. His dirty words, his touch, the things he does to me, and the things he makes me do, felt really crazy but enjoyable. My life has become engulfed by him, making me madly obsessed and addicted to him. If I don't see him, I will feel uncomfortable and sad. He has become a vital part of my life, my breath, and everything! He makes me feel so good; he makes me feel like a real woman. He is the only one who can send me to hell and drag me back. The rate at which he handles my body when it tangles in his, the sexual chemistry, the burning pleasurable desire, and the way my body writhes in his addictive touch make me go lustfully crazy. I don't know if such feelings ever existed before! My mother never mentioned this to me; she even barely spared time to teach me sex education. But here I am, having a bonus, a premium of the real thing, and the unfortunate part is that he is my coach! A 30-year-old married man! While I'm just a 19-year-old trainee of his!
(A/N: Hello sweety, I want to inform you and assure you that this book is certainly the erotica book you are looking for. This book is all about the thrilling sex life of a youngster, which is very erotic, steamy, and has a touch of dark relationship and dark romance (BDSM). (Do enjoy reading!)
Snow POV
I stare at the naked figure besides me in amusement. I still can't believe that this man is the one making me moan crazily like a mad woman.
His dirty words, his touch, the things he does to me, and the things he makes me do, felt really crazy but enjoyable.
My life has become engulfed by him, making me madly obsessed and addicted to him. If I don't see him, I will feel uncomfortable and sad. He has become a vital part of my life, my breath, and everything!
He makes me feel so good; he makes me feel like a real woman. He is the only one who can send me to hell and drag me back.
The rate at which he handles my body when it tangles in his, the sexual chemistry, the burning pleasurable desire, and the way my body writhes in his addictive touch make me go lustfully crazy.
I don't know if such feelings ever existed before! My mother never mentioned this to me; she even barely spared time to teach me sex education.
But here I am, having a bonus, a premium of the real thing, and the unfortunate part is that he is my coach! A 30-year-old married man! While I'm just a 19-year-old trainee of his!
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As soon as I packed everything I could need in my rolling bag, I locked it and kept it besides my bed.
I yawned, feeling really sleepy. Tomorrow I will be admitted to the athletic institution to become a professional athlete.
"Ding---" I heard my phone ringing, and I picked it up. Seeing the name, my heart-shaped lips curled up into a thin smile. "It's my secret boyfriend, Chase." My strict mother doesn't allow me to go close to any boy; she always tells me to stay away from men and their advances because they only want to use me, which often makes me curious.
"Hello chase!" I voiced it out more like a whisper. Although my mother has left home for her midnight shift, I still have to play it safe in case a miracle happens and she appears next to my door.
"How are you, baby? Have you packed everything you need?" The other voice said to me, and I smiled before replying, "Yeah, but it's fucking stressful."
"Oh, sorry, love, so what about our appointment?" He asked, and I bit my bottom lips, fighting inwardly if I should take on the last request he made. I really want to be in his arms before I depart to a faraway place.
"Alright, meet me at our love spot." I said to him after taking a sharp breath, and he then whispered, 'I love you," before ending the call.
"Oh Snow! Mummy will kill you!" The voice in my head said, "I shivered in fear; if my mother finds out, I will be dead! Long dead!
I quickly changed from my pajamas into a long floral gown; my mom doesn't like or permit me to wear anything short or revealing.
I gently comb back my long black hair before applying a light cherry gloss, and then I squash a perfume into my body before exiting my room.
30 MINUTES LATER...
I was pacing back and forth under a large mango tree, waiting for Chase.
I turned around immediately when I noticed pounding steps moving in my direction. "You are late!" I snapped at him, and he gave me a pouting face.
"Sorry, babes, my boss delayed me." He explained with pleading looks.
"It's fine," I said, and he walked closer to me. He pulled him into a tight hug, and I smiled widely, enjoying his manly scent; he is always smelling like cologne.
He broke the hug and tilted my chin up, making my pair of gray eyes meet his shiny brown eyes. "I will miss you, Snow," he mutters to me.
"Me too, Chase," I replied with a smile, and he peeked at my lips softly. We have never done anything more than hug and peek; we even rarely kiss.
He always says he wants to wait for our first wedding night before he takes me completely, making me have deep anticipation about how it will feel when he takes me completely.
I am still a 19-year-old pure virgin, never been touched before, and Chase is also a 20-year-old virgin, which makes it exciting for us.
"Do you think our love will fade away because of the distance?" I finally let out my fears. I heard that distance relationships don't really work, and it's rare to keep the chemistry going.
"Goodness Snow! You are going to the States, not another planet.
I have already promised you that I will join you soon." He assured me, and I smiled warmly.
"Close your eyes; I have something for you!" He was excited and shut my eyes quickly, grinning from ear to ear.
I suddenly felt a cold metal around my neck, making me grasp in anticipation, wondering what it could be, although I felt my mind already knew.
"Open your eyes, baby!" He declared, and I did so immediately.
"Oh my God! This is amazing!" I scream out in joy as I rub the beautiful sliver necklace that has a pedant, embedding the first letters of our names.
"Do you like it?" He asked me with sparking eyes, and I glared at him.
"Are you fucking kidding me? I love it, fucking love it." I yelled even more before I felt him pull me into another tight hug.
We sat down on a log of wood. This place is our hidden love paradise. We talked about a lot of things, chit-chatting about our daily routines.
"Ouch! I have to go now; it's really getting dark." I informed him, and he nodded his head in agreement before we both held each other's hands and stood up.
He escorted me to a T-junction that leads to my house. I bid him a goodbye and attempted to walk away, but suddenly I felt a strong and forceful pull! "Argh!" I screamed in fear!
Minutes upon minutes pass and yet there was no bride coming, which is getting me pissed off. Why will I have to wait this long for her? The atmosphere slowly began to erupt with different whispering and murmuring voices, people turning to their partners, some turning to their seatmate while murmuring something, stealing glances at me. I feel so embarrassed right now. "Frank, what is going on? Where is my bride!?" My cold tone is loud enough for anybody to hear. "Err---boss," Before Frank could answer the tall wooden door of the hall, push it open with force, one of my men racing in, Boss, your bride has escaped!" The whole place went silent for a moment as if struck by lightning before it burst into different loud mocking voices and ill statements. "Alert the warriors and send messages to all the embassies to stop any flight!" I turn towards Frank, giving him the order. "Okay boss!" He salutes with a slight bow and descends the altar, disappearing into the wind to go carry out his assignment. I release the tie from my neck, feeling all choked up; I am boiling inwardly. "What are you planning to do!?" Hunts rush towards me. I start to undo the buttons of my suit, "Leave my bride to me, Mr. Hunts; I know how to handle her since you failed in doing so." I reply in a very calm and collected tone. "Listen, she is just naive; don't do anything stupid, okay?" He requests. "Mr. Hunt, it seems you are forgetting that this is a business deal; let me handle my part. You have given me your daughter as part of the deal, so let me handle things concerning her." I whisper into his ear, with eyes glistening dangerously. "Besides, will you marry a wife for me and still teach me how to fuck her!?" He grunts at that statement, "WHAT OUT!"
Emma's eyes turned colder at the statement the young man in front of her made. "Bliss, take my son inside." She ordered the nanny, and as soon as they left her side, she faced the cruel man who happens to be her husband. "What is this?" She raised the papers that were given to her, playing dumb.You want a divorce?" It was more of a statement than a question. "Over my dead body! Do you think I will free you? Do you think I will allow my poor son to suffer? I don't give a damn about this marriage, but I do about my son. I wouldn't allow you and your stupid mistress to destroy the last joy I have." She deadpanned, flinging the papers into the air. She walked past Arizona, who was stunned at her attitude; she was not like this years ago. What happened to the shy, naive, chubby, and ugly Emma!? Is this the same teenager he impregnated and got married to? What is going on? Who is this beautiful disaster!? Impregnated and married off at seventeen? What led to it? What or who made her this way? Who will feel her wrath when she realizes she ought to be treated right? Find out as you read this incredible story!!!!
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.
"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?"
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”