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"Enough!" Ethan cried out, his voice raw with emotion as tears streamed down his face. Fernando's hand pressed against his chest, pushing him forcefully against the wall. "What's the matter?" Fernando taunted, a cruel smirk playing at the corners of his mouth as he leaned in closer, his breath hot against Ethan's skin. "Do you think I have feelings for you?" he scoffed, his tone dripping with disdain. "Or perhaps you believe yourself to be a woman?" Ethan, overwhelmed with anger and despair, raises his gun to Fernando's face. Fernando, unperturbed by the threat, closes the distance between them and forcefully kisses Ethan, asserting dominance and control. *** After Ethan Clark's sister is allegedly killed by cold and arrogant billionaire Ferdinand Moore, Ethan is determined to seek justice and uncover the truth. He infiltrates Fernando's world as his bodyguard to unravel the mystery. As Ethan investigates deeper, he faces conflicting emotions and discovers a shocking secret that changes everything. This thrilling tale explores themes of revenge, romance, and redemption in a world where nothing is as it seems.
Different body shapes swirled and danced around the club, illuminated by the bright colors that bathed the room. Laughter and conversation filled the air as people enjoyed drinks and snacks, while others indulged in more intimate activities like kissing and booking rooms for the night.
At the bar, Helen was drowning her sorrows in her fifth beer. Her spirits were low, and she felt like she could barely swallow her drink as she wallowed in her disappointment.
The day had been a tough one for Helen, as the job audition she had been preparing for had ended in failure. All the hard work and sacrifice she had put in seemed to be for nothing. She had skipped meals and abstained from alcohol in an effort to perfect her body for the role, only to be met with rejection.
If she had known that her efforts would go unrewarded, she thought bitterly, she would have skipped the gym classes, indulged in all her favorite foods, and enjoyed nights out at bars and clubs like the one she found herself in now.
"Oh no!" She moaned sadly, tears streaming down her cheeks and smudging her mascara. She reached for another glass when a strong hand stopped her.
Looking up, she scowled at the handsome and suave man before her. She didn't care that he was in a suit – all she wanted was another drink, and he was now in her way.
"Who the hell are you?" she spat, her eyes blazing. "Let go of me right now!"
"I'm sorry, but you've had enough for the night," he said calmly, taking a seat beside her.
"And who are you to tell me that?" she demanded, shoving him in the chest. "Are you my boss? My CEO? Who are you to control what I do?"
"I'm just trying to help," he replied, a small smile on his face.
"Well, the only way you can help me is by leaving me alone!" she snapped, grabbing the glass. But before she could drink, he snatched it from her and downed the contents in one swift motion.
"Hey, excuse me!" She yelled in frustration, her eyes flashing with anger. "What in the world do you think you're doing?"
"I'm just trying to help you," he replied, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he set the glass down.
Helen studied him intently, her brows furrowed as she seemed to be battling conflicting emotions. She let out a sigh and rubbed her temple as if trying to ward off a headache. "Explain to me," she muttered, shaking her head in confusion. "Why exactly are you doing this?"
"Because I fell in love with you at first sight," he answered smoothly, his deep brown eyes never leaving hers.
Helen's eyes widened in shock. "What does that even mean?" she questioned, her voice barely a whisper.
"My name is Ferdinand Moore," he introduced himself, extending a hand towards her with his business card.
"Ferdinand Moore?" Her voice softened as she took the card from him, her eyes scanning it. A sudden realization hit her when she saw 'FM company' boldly printed on the card. "Wait... Are you... the CEO, Ferdinand Moore?" she asked, her disbelief evident in her tone.
He smiled, nodding in agreement. She then took a closer look at his face and scrolled through the photos on the internet after browsing about him on her phone, and then fully recognized him as indeed the CEO of the well-known FM company. She was in disbelief as the resemblance was uncanny. Gasping, she almost dropped her phone, but he caught it just in time.
"How... how is this possible?" She stammered, shaking her head in confusion.
"Well, CEOs go to clubs too," he replied, a smile playing on his lips. "I've heard that CEOs usually only have one-night stands in clubs, but I guess my story is a bit different."
She swallowed nervously, her eyes widening as she struggled to maintain eye contact with him. Ferdinand's smile remained as he leaned in closer. She blinked, trying to figure out his intentions.
"I suppose my story is different," he said softly, brushing a strand of her hair to the side. "I believe I've fallen in love at first sight."
Before they could fully comprehend their actions, they leaned in and their lips met in a deep, passionate kiss. They kissed as if they truly meant it, losing themselves in the moment. When they finally parted, they gazed at each other, their lips slightly swollen as they tried to catch their breath.
"Let's go to a room," Helen whispered, tugging at his necktie. "I think I like you too."
Ferdinand gently placed his hand on the side of her face and shook his head with a smile. "No," he murmured softly. "Let's take things slow, okay?"
"What do you mean?" She asked, her voice filled with curiosity.
"Let's start dating," Ferdinand said, his eyes locking onto hers with sincerity, expressing the depth of his feelings.
She bit her lip, a soft smile forming on her lips, and nodded, whispering, "Yes, I will date you."
They shared another tender kiss before Ferdinand settled the bill for their drinks. As they left the club, he ordered an Uber, and they sat close in the backseat, fingers intertwined, while Helen rested her head on his shoulder, a sense of contentment enveloping them both.
After returning home, Ferdinand was delighted to see her street. He had also promised to visit her the following morning, and they bid each other farewell. Helen, in high spirits, danced her way to her flat, had a refreshing shower, and then settled into her pajamas and hair bonnet before reaching out to her younger brother, who was currently studying in Korea.
"Hey brother!" she exclaimed cheerfully.
"What's up?" he responded, his voice muffled as he was slurping something.
"Are you having ramyeon again?" she teased, to which he rolled his eyes.
"What's the matter, Helen?" he inquired, "I'm quite occupied at the moment."
"Studying?" she queried.
"The usual," he confirmed, "Anyway, what's new? Did you pass your audition?"
"No, but I have exciting news," she chirped.
"Oh? What is it?" he asked, not really surprised.
"I have a boyfriend," she squealed, "I met him tonight at the club!"
"You just met him?" he probed.
"Yes, why? Is something wrong?" she questioned.
"End things with him," he stated coldly, "I do not approve of this relationship."
WARNING: BOOK FOR MATURED AUDIENCE ONLY. CONTAINS HIGH EXPLICIT SCENES!! You think you could resist the flirtatious Jayden Harper? Even his strong headed step-sister couldn't... or did she? *** Allison and Jayden, step-siblings, fall into an erotic forbidden romance, unleashing a passionate love that could either heal their deepest wounds or expose the dark secrets of their troubled past.
"Say that again," he smirks, his hand gently grasping my jaw. "My dear husband," I manage to say, my voice barely a whisper as I struggle to meet his intense gaze. "Oh, I love it when you call me that," he murmurs, before claiming my parted lips in a searing kiss. His hands slide down my thighs, spreading my legs wider, and in one swift motion, he plunges his length inside me. *** Alice's world crumbles when she discovers her husband's affair with her step-sister. The betrayal cuts deeper when he leaves her for his mistress. Desperate to escape the pain, Alice gets involved in a reckless one-night stand with a mysterious stranger, an event that could lead to something even more dangerous.
"Oh my," he smirked, his fingers tracing circles on my trembling thighs. "You're already so wet, yet you pretend you don't want this..." My innocent eyes remained fixed on him, my lips frozen in silence. "Now, spread your legs for me, Nurse Eva," he commanded, his tone firm. "It's time to have me treated..." *** After being wrongly accused and rejected by her mate, Eva Chapman finds herself entangled with a mysterious Alpha who saves her from her misery. He takes her in, offering refuge from the ridicule she faced, but at a steep price. Desperate for revenge against those who wronged her, Eva agrees to care for the Alpha like a nurse tends to her patient, even if it means surrendering to his desires.
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
"Mr. Evans, please maintain some dignity. Don't forget I'm your brother's wife!" Having caught her husband and best friend together in the bed, Elena wanted nothing more than to exact revenge on the people she once called family. She refused to be a pitiful divorcee and vowed to make everyone who had once looked down on her beg for forgiveness. And to start with her newfound freedom, Elena indulges in a one-night stand with a stranger. However, what was meant to be a fleeting escape turns into a nightmare when she learns that the stranger is none other than her husband's older brother! Would Elena be free from the shackles of her marriage? Or would the mysterious stranger make her life a living hell since he seemed to have a personal vendetta against his family? [The story is 18+ and involves mature content.]
Sawyer, the world's top arms dealer, stunned everyone by falling for Maren—the worthless girl no one respected. People scoffed. Why chase a useless pretty face? But when powerful elites began gathering around her, jaws dropped. "She's not even married to him yet—already cashing in on his power?" they assumed. Curious eyes dug into Maren's past... only to find she was a scientific genius, a world-renowned medical expert, and heiress to a mafia empire. Later, Sawyer posted online. "My wife treats me like the enemy. Any advice?"
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
After two years of marriage, Kristian dropped a bombshell. "She's back. Let's get divorced. Name your price." Freya didn't argue. She just smiled and made her demands. "I want your most expensive supercar." "Okay." "The villa on the outskirts." "Sure." "And half of the billions we made together." Kristian froze. "Come again?" He thought she was ordinary—but Freya was the genius behind their fortune. And now that she'd gone, he'd do anything to win her back.