Trevor had always gotten what he wanted, until he met Chelsey. Winning her love proved challenging, given her many admirers. Possessive and determined, he did everything to get her. Chelsey loathed his guts. In a bid to escape his grasp, she plunged into reckless endeavors, costing her child and risking her own life. Witnessing her resolve, Trevor finally relented with a huff, declaring, "Fine! If you're so determined to leave me, go ahead!" With the freedom she craved now in reach, Chelsey swiftly packed her things and turned to leave. Yet, Trevor grabbed her hand. With desperation flickering in his eyes, he pleaded one last time, "Can't you take me along?" After all the turmoil and pain, will Chelsey grant her possessive CEO husband a second chance?
In the grandeur of the Morris Mansion.
"Are you out of your mind? This is the Morris Mansion..."
Chelsey Howard found herself being pulled into the lounge by a man, her dress soon torn to shreds.
She trembled, trying to dodge his advances.
Her flushed cheeks only fueled the man's wildness.
"What's so scary?" He sneered, his satisfaction palpable as he watched her reaction. His actions grew more frenzied, and Chelsey found herself nearly slammed against the wall several times.
He didn't stop until he heard a voice greeting Kaden Morris nearby. Abruptly, he pinched Chelsey's waist, hastily ending their escapade.
He withdrew, leaving Chelsey, who had been standing there trembling, finally crumpled to the floor.
Luckily, a mirror stood before her, allowing Chelsey to tidy herself up. She gazed at her reflection, her face seemingly stained with rouge and her clothes in disarray. And there, standing behind her, was Trevor Morris, impeccably dressed and radiating a gentle, handsome allure.
He was Chelsey's cousin, and in reality, he was the head of the Morris family. He had a lot of power and always stood out, whether among the Morris family or outside it.
He was unlike Chelsey.
Chelsey's mother had remarried Cary Morris, Trevor's uncle, making Chelsey part of the Morris family.
But since Cary had passed away, the family had treated her and her mother, Gabriella Morris, with nothing but disdain.
The household staff whispered about Gabriella and Chelsey bringing bad luck to Cary.
The vast difference in their status had prevented Chelsey from ever daring to openly confess her love to Trevor.
Their relationship had been a tangled mess for the past two years.
On the day of her graduation, Chelsey had heard rumors of the Morris family arranging a marriage for Trevor. Upset, she had indulged in a few glasses of wine at the party.
To her surprise, Trevor had been at the bar that evening, and in her inebriated state, Chelsey had approached him, declaring her desire to be his woman.
Trevor had simply extinguished his cigarette and looked at her with eyes as fathomless and cold as an abyss, or a flame that threatened to consume her.
Thereafter, he had taken her away, and they had spent the entire night together, cementing her status as his lover.
Afterwards, Chelsey had remained apprehensive, knowing the peril of provoking Trevor.
Their relationship could not be made public, as Trevor would never get serious about her.
Yet, she loved him dearly and was reluctant to let him go.
They had been wrapped up with each other until now.
He was about to tie the knot and start his own family. Word was, Kaden had found a good match for him this time.
He didn't mention it because he believed that their relationship had to remain clandestine, leaving Chelsey forever in the shadows.
Was she his secret lover? Or was she merely his mistress?
If their relationship was doomed to be unequal, Chelsey refused to play the part of the meek accomplice any longer.
So, last weekend, she mustered the courage to message Trevor, wanting to end their illicit affair.
But he had not responded.
She went back to the Morris Mansion in the evening and ran into him. As she was passing by, he suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the lounge.
Chelsey's reverie was shattered by the ringing of her phone, Gabriella's name flashing on the screen.
Chelsey knew all too well that Gabriella had likely arranged another blind date for her.
Since her stepfather's death, her mother had been in an awkward position in the Morris family.
To Gabriella, Chelsey was her last hope to remain in the Morris family, to be respected, and to continue her extravagant lifestyle.
Chelsey hesitated to answer, fearing what her mother could say.
But the phone kept ringing. Trevor frowned impatiently. She had no choice but to answer.
The room was silent. Chelsey put the phone closer to her ear to keep Gabriella's voice from being heard.
"Didn't I tell you about that young talent? Have you forgotten? His family is not as powerful as the Morris family, but he's quite well-known in Kerton. He's the only son, and if you marry him, you'll live a good life! Rest well these next few days and look your best. You'll meet on Saturday. I'm sure he'll like you..."
Chelsey glanced at Trevor from the corner of her eye, feeling guilty, and quickly hung up, praying he hadn't heard.
"A blind date?" Trevor chuckled.
She gripped her phone tightly, her palms sweaty. He had heard everything.
Before she could respond, he spoke coldly. "You're in such a rush to find someone new before I even agree to end things? Am I dead to you, Chelsey?"
Her heart trembled. Summoning all her courage, she looked up at him. "But you're getting married, aren't you?"
Trevor didn't deny it but replied lightly, "You're overthinking it. It changes nothing."
Clenching her fists, she tried to steady herself. "But I don't want to be a mistress. Women only have a few years of youth. My mother says the guy has a good background. I should try dating him."
"A good background? How good should it be?" His tone was a mix of anger and mockery.
"Of course, he's not as great as you. But should I stay single forever?"
"Chelsey, you've learned to talk back. Impressive!" Trevor sneered.
With her head lowered, she fumbled with the buttons on her shirt, her fingers turning pale.
She had heard Kaden had chosen several women for him, and Trevor had picked the most beautiful one.
What right did he have to blame her now?
Chelsey murmured, "I made a mistake two years ago. I shouldn't have provoked you."
Trevor looked down at her, his voice cold. "Do you regret it?"
Tears welled up in her eyes, but she refused to back down. "Yes, I regret it."
He chuckled, grabbed her chin and lifted it up. With his high status, he was the focus of everyone's attention. Now, he was silently mocking her.
"It's too late for regrets."
The atmosphere was so cold she could barely breathe.
Suddenly, the bell rang, shattering the icy tension.
It was Trevor's phone.
A woman's voice could be faintly heard on the other end.
Chelsey couldn't make out what she was saying, but Trevor remained silent throughout.
After hanging up, he opened the door and left, leaving Chelsey staring at the open door, lost in her own thoughts.
Was that his fiancée?
So, it was over between them, right?
Her heart ached, a lump forming in her throat.
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!"
18+, strong mature, and sexual content. Sneak peek: "W-what are you doing?" I asked, my breathing getting heavier as his warm fingers inched towards my bikini bottom. "You called me a coward earlier, remember?" He asked, his other hand wrapped around my throat and lips torturingly brushing over mine "So let's see how much you can handle if I break the boundaries." "I haven't said anything wrong," I breathed out, the collision of the heat of our bodies made the wetness between my thighs build more "Oh really?" He hooked my legs around his waist leaving me surprised I opened my mouth to say something but before any sentence could leave my mouth, sliding past my bikini bottom his fingers were there on my bare clit and the next second they thrust inside the very tight hole of mine leaving me to scream. But everything went silent as he pressed his hot lips upon mine just as I had been wanting since the first day I had ever seen him. **** I always knew the things I felt for Jacob Adriano were wrong in so many ways. He was my dad's best friend, totally out of bounds but I couldn't stop wanting him. And once in the event of my dad's destination wedding, I came across him after years...I lost every one of the boundaries I had and surely I planned to make him lose his ones too. After all Jacob Adriano, the sinfully attractive Italian was not unaware of my obsession with him. But little did know that forbidden relationships always bring havoc and demolition.....
"I will work for you till I pay back the amount in full.. I want to be a maid.. Please… I don't want to be a breeder" I started to plead once everyone left the ward.. He saw her begging but his stone cold heart didn't melt. "I never tasted a weak duckling Alpha.." He smirked and walked toward me.. I walked back with fear till I hit the wall. "I am not weak." I said in a low tone and tried to push him away.. But his solid body didn't move an inch.. I could not breathe properly because of his aura.. "I will make you beg me for pleasure…" His words disgusted me. I didn't talk back as his Alpha tone was overbearing.. I felt weak wherever he was touching me.. "You will be my toy till you get pregnant.." I turned my head away with disgust but he touched my cheek roughly and caught my chin. He made me look into his eyes.. His hand covered my neck and gripped it hard.. "I will come to you every night to f**k you.." His eyes became devilish as if he was looking at his prey.. Suddenly I felt scared of him more.. and my breathing became suffocating.. He is pressing my windpipe to make me suffer… My eyes become red while I shake my head slowly... "No… no.." I murmured and I forgot to breathe in his presence.. He was scaring hell out of me.. "Girl.. You will be lucky if you get pregnancy soon otherwise I will have my ways to f**k you.." I dropped my eyes not able to hear such f***y words.. Tears rolled down my cheeks when he loosened his grip.. I don't want to believe that my father sold me as a breeder.. I can't accept it.. "If you agree or not.. it doesn't matter.. spread your legs when I come to you.." He pushed me back again and the tip of his nose touched my cheek while I looked at him scarily.. He nibbled on the crook of my neck and kissed my sensitive places… "Remember I am your Alpha from now on and don't you dare to say no…" he said huskily and pushed me back fiercely.. His cruel and harsh words made me fall back on the ground..
Five years ago, he upped and left his wife without informing her. He had always felt unworthy. As a result, he decided to go and become a better man. It took him five whole years of daily hard work. When he was satisfied, he returned as a powerful and honorable man. He intended to start a family with his wife. But he got back to meet the greatest shocker of his life. He actually had a daughter!
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
Loraine was a dutiful wife to Marco since they got married three years ago. However, he treated her like trash. Nothing she did softened his heart. One day, Loraine got fed up with it all. She asked him for a divorce and left him to enjoy with his mistress. The elites looked at her like she was deranged. "Are you out of your mind? Why are you so willing to divorce him?" "It's because I need to return home to get a billion-dollar fortune. Besides, I don't love him anymore," Loraine replied with a smile. They all laughed at her. Some believed that the divorce affected her mentally. It wasn't until the next day that they realized she wasn't fibbing. A woman was suddenly declared the world's youngest female billionaire. It turned out to be Loraine! Marco was shocked to the bone. When he met his ex-wife again, she was a changed person. A group of handsome young men surrounded her. She was smiling at them all. The sight made Marco's heart ache severely. Putting his pride aside, he tried to win her back. "Hello, love. I see that you are a billionaire now. You shouldn't be with suckers who just want your money. How about you come back to me? I'm a billionaire too. Together, we can build a strong empire. What do you say?" Loraine squinted at her ex-husband with her lips curled in disgust.