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She wanted revenge, and he wanted her fake identity as his wife. _________ Olivia Jaylen, a wealthy lady whose father left her a great fortune, lost everything to her husband, who betrayed her and took everything from her. When she discovers her ex-husband has been having an affair with her cousin throughout their entire marriage, she seeks revenge. In order to make them feel the same pain she had felt, Olivia proposes a contract marriage to the wealthiest man in the city. It was supposed to be a win-win; Olivia would get her revenge, and Alden would become the owner of their family's billion-dollar company. Alden isn't who she thought he was. He's a sadist who enjoys people's pain. But instead of feeling turned off, Olivia begins to find this side of her fake husband attractive. What happens when Alden and Olivia are unable to resist their attraction to each other? And a secret that will tear them apart is revealed?
"What the fuck!" Olivia screamed at the sight of her husband and her cousin in their bedroom.
She moved closer, doubting whether or not she was seeing things. Verifying that this was really happening, her purse fell from her hand, and her legs weakened.
Her husband got away from the woman he was with. He adjusted his trousers before he walked up to her without an ounce of shame or guilt.
"Bradford," she tried to speak, but was at a loss for words. Not only was she disappointed, but she was equally shocked.
"Olivia, i–"
Before Bradford could finish his statement, Olivia summoned the courage to slap him, silencing him.
Olivia wasn't just sad, but angry at her husband, who had the guts to bring a woman into their bedroom. She thought he was a different man and trusted him, but he failed her like every other man she had encountered. All they wanted was what she had to offer, not her love.
"Olivia, I don't care if you slap me a hundred times. It is what it is." His words left her speechless. "Let's get a divorce. I am tired of hiding this from you. I love your cousin, Layla."
For some reason, his words made tears well up in her eyes. She expected him to go on his knees and beg for her forgiveness like other men. But no! He showed no remorse for his action.
To worsen it, she had just transferred her shares to him, making him the owner of her father's company. She gave him everything, including her money, house, and cars, believing he truly loved her. She never expected this day to come.
For the past three years they had been together, Bradford was always treating her well and making her believe he was the only person she could trust and rely on. For that reason, Olivia opened up to him and gave him everything she had.
"What if I say no?" Her brow raised as she asked. "Actually, I am not getting a divorce," she firmly opposed, holding back the tears that threatened to pour down.
Bradford chuckled darkly at her words before walking closer to her. She kept drifting back until her back was against the wall.
He leaned in close to her. "Olivia, will you sign the divorce letter or would you prefer I strangle you to death without anyone knowing?"
Hearing his words, fear instilled inside of her. She knew Bradford was not a man who went back on his word; he was a man of his word. "I... will... sign... it..." she stammered, hoping not to get hurt by Bradford.
"Fine," he said with a sly smile before turning to face Layla, who had been watching them. "Babe, can you get me the divorce letter?"
"Sure." Layla's voice echoed.
In no time, she walked up to them with the divorce letter, the duvet wrapped around her chest.
"What are you waiting for, Olivia? Won't you sign it?" Layla asked, stretching the divorce letter and a pen to Olivia.
Olivia felt defeated as she received the divorce letter from her cousin instead of her husband. She read the document with tears streaming down her face.
She raised her gaze to look at Bradford, staring into his eyes. His green eyes, which used to look at her lovingly, were now cold, staring at her like she was the most despicable thing in the world.
"Do you really have to do this? Is this a divorce or a scam?" Olivia asked sadly.
"Do what?" He asked, sounding as if he had no idea what she meant.
She hesitated before speaking, tears streaming down freely. "Why does it say I am getting nothing from you? Including everything I gave you? Why do I have to be the one losing everything? Can't we just go our separate ways without destroying each other?"
Bradford burst into laughter at her words. He turned to Layla, who was anticipating what the almighty Olivia would do. "Layla, can that happen?" He asked her, sounding like this was actually fun.
'It must be fun for both of them. Maybe this was their plan from the beginning,' Olivia thought. No matter how she tried to remain strong like the lady her father raised her to be, she kept breaking down.
"Why should it happen? Did she allow my father, who worked hard for the success of the company, to have the company?" Layla retorted before she took a few steps closer to Olivia. "Girl, things don't always go as you wish; remember that."
"Will you sign the document or not? Layla and I have unfinished business to finish," Bradford said, licking his lips seductively.
She took a deep breath, trying not to hurt herself further because Bradford didn't deserve it. She picked up the pen and signed the document.
After she was done signing the document, she handed it back to him. "The both of you are only helping me keep what is mine safe. I will come back for it," she informed them.
"Until then, honey," Layla whispered in Olivia's ear, feeling victorious.
She had never won Olivia anything. Education, business, creativity, luck, name it all, Olivia has always been on top. How sad it would be for Mr. Jaylen to see his dear daughter lose her man to her cousin.
"Olivia, what are you waiting for? Won't you excuse us? Layla and I still have rounds to go," Bradford reminded her, sounding naughty and pleased.
Just as much as she regretted ever meeting a scoundrel like him, she would regret not taking her revenge on him. She clenched her teeth before she walked out of the room weakly.
She headed out of her own house with one more glare, wishing everything was a dream, but it was too vivid to doubt if it was really happening.
Just as she stepped out of her magnificent mansion, heavy rain began to pour down on her. She closed her eyes and allowed her tears to stream down, wishing the rain would wash away her pain. She wished that by the end of this rain, she would no longer feel pain.
“Marry me, and I will take responsibility as the father of this child. I will love, cherish, and be a responsible father to this baby.” _______ Cassandra, who was broken after she found out her fiancé was having an affair with her friend, and wanted her dead, called off the wedding in front of everyone. That same night of her wedding, she got drunk, and had a night with the country's popular playboy. Two months later, she found out she was pregnant. This time, she wanted nothing from the stranger, but his fatherly responsibility. But he doesn't want to just be the father of her child, but her contracted husband; her husband for twelve months. He is ready to not just protect her, but help her avenge her ex–fiancé, sister, and father, and everyone who trampled on her. Not having any choice, she decided to get married to a stranger. Richard, on the other hand, who never thought he was going to love anyone, gradually fell for her, and now he isn't ready to let go of her. Will he be able to make her love him, and stand by his side? What happened when Cassandra found out he is her sister's ex–boyfriend, who she was dying to have back? What happened when she found out he did not only want her baby, but her? Will she stay, or regret ever signing the contract?
“Do you think you can deny the bond between us?” The cold masculine voice made me drift back. How can I accept the fact that I am remated to my ex–mate, and his brothers? “Amelia, just give up. It is high time you stop lying to yourself,” just when I thought I was free, a sexy voice echoed close to my ear lobe, making me wet instantly. I wanted to walk out of the dark room, but I got stopped by my ex–mate, the man I never wanted to see. “Do you also want to claim me like your desperate brothers?” “Yes! You are my second chance mate, have you forgotten?” He leaned closely, and captured my lips without giving me room to reply. ______ Amelia's life turned upside down when she found out the moon goddess gave her second chance mates after what happened to her. Not just mates, but her exmate, and his brothers! Now, she is stuck between brothers who want her on their bed, and want to claim her. Can she defile her lust, and live in the same house without finding herself drawn to their bed? What happens when each of the brothers are ready to do anything to claim her? What happens when what she thinks they felt towards her was nothing aside from a burning lust created from a bet? A bet of who she will accept!
"Walk up to him, lure him, tame him, make him fall in love with you, make him get obsessed and break his heart!" That was the order given to the little fragile Ivan by her helper. Yes, she suffered at the hands of her cruel stepmother and siblings until she met the popular chairman Lucian of Lucs group. He offered to save her from her pain and make her live the luxurious life which she has always wished for. A life of becoming an actress and getting the major role but can it work for her? Will she be able to abide by the law? Will she break the heart of who she truly loves and can sacrifice anything for? Will she be able to tame him? Read to get the answer of the unanswered questions.
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
“Drive this woman out!” "Throw this woman into the sea!” When he doesn’t know Debbie Nelson’s true identity, Carlos Hilton cold-shoulders her. “Mr. Hilton, she is your wife,” Carlos’ secretary reminded him. Hearing that, Carlos gives him a cold stare and complained, “why didn’t you tell me earlier?” From then on, Carlos spoils her rotten. Little did everyone expect that they would get a divorce.
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.
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?
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!”