Being set up by her father, Cynthia Miller replaced her sister and married a vegetable. On the wedding night, her husband came out of the coma. Alston Smith, a man of indifference, stubbornness, and decisiveness, left his only softness and gentleness to Cynthia. Cynthia thought Alston was deeply in love with her, but she then found herself merely a substitute. "You're my wife, so never try to leave me!" She wanted to escape from him but was forced to stay. "Alston, a wife should be someone all your friends know. Otherwise, it's called lover. You never regard me as your wife, but I will never be your lover..."
The Smith Family.
Cynthia Miller followed Greg through a dark corridor carefully.
Her new soft clothes, beautiful white skin, and elegant features all seemed to be mismatched with this gloomy villa.
" You are a medical student and should know how to care for patients..."
"But, I'm an obstetrician..."
Cynthia subconsciously argument caught the attention of Greg's eyes. Her voice weakened, and she continued to follow him.
After a while, Greg's footsteps stopped.
Cynthia looked up. There was a big room in front of her. The door was wide open, and it was pitch black inside, Like a beast with its mouth wide open, ready to swallow her whole in an instant.
For some reason, Cynthia felt a little nervous.
Greg's cold voice sounded, "Today is the wedding night of you and the young master. I hope you will take good care of the young master."
"What wedding night?" Asked Cynthia in shock.
Before I could react, I was pushed into the room, and the door behind me slammed shut.
She got flustered and hit the door repeatedly.
"There must be some kind of mistake! It's true that I'm here to take care of your young master, but I never said I would marry him. Cherry Miller is the one who's engaged to him, not me!"
It didn't matter how she explained. The door didn't open, and instead, there was the sound of the door locking.
"Miss Miller, please stop joking. Your father said you agreed to this marriage. If it weren't for the young master's accident, as an illegitimate daughter, you wouldn't have been able to step onto the Smith family's doorstep."
When Cynthia heard these words, her whole body fell like a freezer, and a chill rose from her feet to her head.
She was fooled by Beck Miller! Her own father had set her up.
The Smith family is the most powerful family in Fort, and Alston Smith sat on the top of it. His net worth was over billions and looks handsome as well, but all that was until four months ago.
Alston had a car accident four months ago and was in a coma. The doctor said that he might stay in a vegetative state for the rest of his life if he doesn't wake up soon.
The Miller family was indeed related to the Smith family through an arranged marriage, but it is Miss Cherry Miller, the eldest daughter of the Smith family, who was engaged to Alston and not Cynthia, who's just an illegitimate daughter who was taken in by the Millers ten years ago.
A few days ago, Beck Miller asked her if she could go take care of Alston instead of Cherry Miller. This way she could repay the ten years that she was under the Miller's wings.
Leaving the Miller Family was like a dream to her, so she agreed without much thought.
She didn't expect that this was waiting for her.
Cynthia slowly calmed down after a while.
This was actually not a bad thing. Instead of being forced into marriage by those group of Miller monsters in the future, it is better to use this situation to leave the Miller family formally.
After thinking about it, she looked at her "wedding room." The dim room felt damp and empty. Only the bedside instruments made a ticking sound.
Alston was lying quietly in the bed, only his chest was making weak up and down movements.
Cynthia looked at his thin body and felt pity in her heart.
She saw Alston once from afar. At that time, he was sharp-edged, cold, and oppressive. Who would have thought that he would be in such a state now?
She took a deep breath, went to the bathroom, and filled a basin with hot water from the faucet.
Alston has been lying in bed for four months. To prevent muscle atrophy, he must be massaged and scrubbed every day.
Although the skin under my hands is thin, but the muscles are tight. It doesn't feel like he's been in a vegetative state for four months at all.
After massaging his muscles, Cynthia is going to help him scrub his body.
It was the first time ever that she touched a man's body so directly.
Alston might be in a coma now, but he is still a healthy man.
Cynthia cheeks were reddish, and she pressed down her shyness, hinting to herself again and again, He is just a patient! Just a patient!
She slowly stripped off Alston clothes, and firmly wiped his upper body.
With her eyes closed, her trembling hands slowly reached up to his waistband.
When her fingers touched Alston's tight waistline, preparing to pull his pants down in one breath. Her slender wrist was suddenly grabbed by a powerful hand.
Cynthia was startled, looked up, and was met by a pair of eyes as black as obsidian.
"Who... are you?"
Alston haven spoke for a long time, so his voice was hoarse and deformed. With his face looking excessively thin and pale, Cynthia suddenly thought of vampires living in the deep dark night.
The grip of his hand was strong. The stabbing cold made Cynthia suddenly react.
Alston was suddenly awake!
In a car accident, Teresa went blind and her family was broken up. Her life fell into the abyss of darkness since then. On a snowy day, she was kicked out of the house with her seriously ill mother in her arms. When she was desperate and helpless, Kelton lent a helping hand to her. She put all her trust in him and married him without hesitation. After living in his lies for three years, she realized what he took her to was not paradise, but the abyss of h*ll. Teresa came to realize the truth and filed for divorce. Kelton didn't take it seriously and signed the divorce agreement. He said firmly, "You will come back and beg me someday." In his view, Teresa was weak and blind. Anyone could step on her. She couldn't live without him. He allowed others to mistreat her, watched her being bullied, and finally drove her into despair. A year later, when he looked at the woman who surprised everyone at the reception, his eyes were red. He hugged her frantically. He choked with sobs and said in a hoarse voice, "Teresa, you're still alive?" When looking at the haggard man in front of her, Teresa's eyes were full of indifference. "Mr. Kelton, please behave yourself. My husband will misunderstand us!"
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
What happens when a hook-up gets complicated by a baby? Can she hide the secret from him? Or will he show her how possessive he can be when he learns she's carrying his child? "Seven years ago, I had a one-night stand with my brother's best friend, who also happened to be my lifelong crush. The next day, he vanished leaving me pregnant. Now, I am a single mom raising our son in the same small town. Recently, he returned to attend my brother's wedding and the truth about our son was finally revealed. As he reclaims his place in our lives, the sparks between us reignite. However, danger from his past threatens to shatter our newfound connection. I am torn between my love for him and my fear of getting hurt again, especially now that I have two hearts to protect - our son's and my own."
"Carroll Brown is dead! But you have to marry him in your sister's name." My mother said to me in a cold tone. My sister was engaged to the hottest billionaire. It should have been a perfect marriage. Unexpectedly, Carroll was dead in an accident. My sister didn't want to become a widow, so she forced me to marry her dead fiance. And I had no right to refuse her. Actually, I was the biological daughter of the Smith family. My sister was an adoptive one. My sister and I had been swapped at the hospital when we were just born. My parents had already had a deep relationship with her. So they chose to sacrifice me. On the wedding day, I was taken to the mourning hall. "Ma'am, please keep Master company and let him feel warm." The housekeeper said with a cold expression. I couldn't help but look up at the portrait above the coffin, and my heart skipped a beat at this glance. The man in the portrait was more handsome than the superstars in Hollywood. Carroll Brown? My dead husband? Wow, he was really handsome! I didn't know how long had passed when my stomach began to rebel. After one glance at the coffin, I swallowed my saliva and then begged with my fingers crossed. "Mr. Carroll, I'm starving! May I eat your pastries? You don't mind, do you?" "I do." "Ah!" Scared, I broke out in a cold sweat. My legs went limp, and I fell to the ground. I shouted, "Ghost!" Carroll curled his lips, leaned over, and touched the black coffin. "Mr. Carroll has risen from the dead. What do you think of this headline tomorrow?"
Mia's life is spiraling out of control. Abandoned by her mother, bullied mercilessly at school, and thrown into a household of four dangerously attractive stepbrothers, she's desperate to find her footing. "You look absolutely edible," Sean growled, his eyes devouring her. Mia felt a rush of heat between her thighs "Oh, you think so?" she purred, turning to face him. She reached out and traced her fingers along the ribbon that wrapped around his waist. "Well, I've been waiting for this all day. And I'm starving." Sean's smile grew into a predatory grin. "Then let us feast," he said, and in a flash, the ribbon fell away, exposing his rock-hard length. He stepped closer, and Mia felt the warmth of his breath on her face as he whispered, "You're going to take every inch of us tonight, aren't you?" With Rolex's teasing smirk and Sean's quiet, hot stares, Mia doesn't know where to turn-or who to trust. Every glance, every touch leaves her breathless, confused, and craving more than she should. Will Mia survive their games, or will she lose herself in a dangerous world of secrets, seduction, and forbidden desire? One house. Four brothers. Endless temptation.
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."