A confident, tenacious luna (Monica), on a quest to avenge the death of her parents. Seeing the man responsible for the death of her parents a few years ago caused her grief. Avenging her parents and killing Williams; the billionaire werewolf was all she cared about. Falling in love was not part of the plan for Monica, her plans were to make Williams pay for the death of her parents years ago, that was all she cared about. But meeting the man in person gave her a change of heart. The spark of emotions between these two strong werewolves only exists for a short while. Good things they say don't last . "I am sorry, I hoped I listened to you when you said the pictures were all fake". Words of billionaire werewolf (Williams) after standing right in front of his long lost mate and a mini-Williams. The secrecy and drifts were just too much for the couples to handle . But after sorting for the child in the picture for so long Williams is willing to try again. Only if Monica is ready to divorce the man she calls her husband.
It was one of the longest days this week, I have been moving from one particular meeting to another.
Just to think that my mum has also been on my neck the entire day, not to forget the meeting I had later that day.
I guess the only make up was the fact that I had a date later that night, she was one to look out for.
According to my mum, she was strong, fierce, bold, beautiful and also the Luna of her pack.
I knew that if her pictures were anything to go by then she was going to be a nice piece of meat on my bed later that night.
Yeah, I enjoyed fantasizing about sex.
Sir... Sir, Mr Williams!!
I quickly snapped out of my thought, interrupted by the sound of the voice of my secretary.
The first thing I noticed were the rather unprofessional but nice looking breasts popping out of her dress, it seemed like they were going to make jaws drop.
It was not the first time I was seeing them but for some reason, they seemed pretty appealing this evening and the fact that all I could think of was getting laid made the whole thing worse.
What is it Stella, I snapped out of it.
Well sir, your date is in thirty minutes and you are still sitting here. Working, instead of getting ready.
Oh, really thanks, I said with a pleasant smile.
Moreover, before I forget, I would like you to check out the reservation on the restaurant and also Stella.
Get a change of clothes, this is not office appropriate. They are nice but not for the office. Would hate to see you get fired just for the type of clothes you wear.
Well, sir, about the clothes I wear.
I just wanted you to know that this entire charade is to gain your attention. I really wish I was the one you are going on a date with.
It would really please me if I was. We can just....
Urgh, I gave her a slight smile, go home Stella, we would talk on Monday.
And please, let this be the first and last time you would make advances towards me. I do not intend to date my secretary. I said giving her a stern look
She shamefully turned around and left my office, almost banging the door, but took control for the fear of being fired.
This was by far the most open I had seen her. One thing was sure, she really wanted to be f*cked, but I just could not, she was human and I was a werewolf, an alpha at that.
The only thoughts that occupied my mind was that of getting laid by my date. If pictures were anything to work by, she was going to be one hell of an encounter.
I quickly took a glance at my wrist watch, realizing that Stella was right after all, I was way in over my head if I thought I would be able to get to my next sex doll in time by road.
LATER THAT NIGHT AT THE OUTSKIRTS OF TOWN
Sitted by the table nicely decorated with candles and roses was the most beautiful thing I had seen, for a werewolf she was so damn pretty, pictures I say, did not do justice to her, her skin looking so pure as milk.
She was wearing a red silk dress with a thigh high slit, still mesmerized by how smooth her legs look, I gradually raised my head and saw those nice looking boobs, succulent and perky.
The dress was held just above her breast line by a nice strap sitting nicely on her shoulder. Those straps were my sworn enemy now, her lips were full round and red, thick brown hair and she stood up slowly from her seat and turned around.
I had one of the most perfect sightings, finally a lady with a nice ass and just enough clothes to cover them.
The back of her dress was completely empty and I noticed she was not afraid of showing skin and I enjoyed seeing skin
Good evening, Mr Johnson......
Please, please, call me by my name, that's my dad's name. I am not that old; you look amazing in red.
I was able to complement her at last.
Thank you, she said calmly whilst looking straight into my eyes.
Where are my manners, I said , snapping my fingers.
Please sit, I offer to pull out her seat.
Thank you she says, flipping her hair backwards.
She slowly stressed out her legs towards me
Can you help with the shoes, she said with her delicate voice. I have been wanting to take them off for like ever, she continued.
I stretched out my arm reaching for the nicely sorted buckle, losing them gave me a sensation like taking out the strap of her dress.
Are you okay now, I asked her.
Yeah, thanks for asking; if I may ask, what really do you do, because there are a lot of things online about what you do and I just do not know what to do with the numerous information I have on you.
Rumors have it that you are into drugs and illegal mining operations but you look like a pretty gentle man, I do not think you would be on the wrong side of the law.
But back to my question on what you actually do, what is it that the amazing top notch bachelor does?
Come on, now, to clear all suspicions, I am on the right side of the law. But please, let's not bore each other with work stuff, all I can tell you tonight is I got the money and you got the body.
I got the strength and you look pretty able yourself, a pretty good combina.....
I could feel a little bit of movement between my thighs, Oh, those legs I let loose earlier were doing things to me, her right leg was placed on the left and reaching for my cock.
It was a sweet motion, a moment of desire and lust, her toes effortlessly took down my zipper.
Wow, you sure know how to make a man horny....
That's one of my many qualities you know and the plans I have for you tonight are nasty and dangerous, she said just staying a few inches from my lips.
The food here is good, she continued; but I do not believe it would be as good as the food we would be cooking up over at your famous penthouse.
She seductively stood up, sat on my exposed bulge, slowly moving her waist to scrutinize the tools she was going to use.
Getting off a few minutes later she gently stood up and pulled me by the collar, leaving my cock pressed out for the entire city to see.
She knew she was in charge and I was a mess, never had a woman make me this horny my entire adult life, just to think that I was planning to go on a little celibacy ride.
To aid my nuisance, she pressed her bubble butt against my dick and wrapped my hands around her boobs, whilst still moving to the car.
Chapter two would be released in a bit
The Billionaire Betrayed Wife follows Rachael Morgan, an orphan whose search for love leads her into the ruthless world of the Blackwood family. Betrayed by her husband and tormented by her adoptive sister, Rachael's life spirals into chaos when she's cast out and left to survive on the streets, pregnant and alone. Just when all hope seems lost, a mysterious savior from her past rescues her, giving her the chance to heal and rebuild. Years later, she returns stronger, armed with a fierce desire for revenge. With her son by her side, Rachael will stop at nothing to destroy those who shattered her trust-even if it means risking everything to reclaim her life and her power.
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!"
It took only a second for a person's world to come crashing down. This was what happened in Hannah's case. For four years, she gave her husband her all, but one day, he said emotionlessly, "Let's get divorced." Hannah's heart broke into a million pieces as she signed the divorce papers, marking the end of her role as a devoted wife. Within Hannah, a strong woman awakened, vowing never to be beholden to any man again. Embracing her new life, she embarked on a journey to find herself and command her own destiny. By the time she returned, she had experienced so much growth and was now completely different from the docile wife everyone once knew. "Is this your latest trick to get my attention?" Hannah's ever-so-arrogant husband asked. Before she could retort, a handsome and domineering CEO pulled her into his embrace. He smiled down at her and said boldly to her ex, "Just a little heads-up, mister. This is my beloved wife. Keep off!"
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
Sheila had her back against the wall when her family tried to force her to marry an awful old man. In a fit of rage, she hired a gigolo to act as her husband. She thought the gigolo needed money and did this for a living. Little did she know that he was nothing like that. One day, he pulled off his mask and revealed himself to be the world's top magnate. This marked the beginning of their love. He showered her with everything she could ever want. They were happy. However, unexpected circumstances soon posed a threat to their love. Would Sheila and her husband make it through the storm? Find out!
" Don't say anymore word than you already have, don't..." I stuck a finger out at him, sauntering away on my heels when a hand wrapped itself around my arm. Breathlessly he whispered, "You know that I do love you and...fine, what exactly was I supposed to do?" "Protect me and stand up for me. That is what you do for someone who you claim you love!" ************ Out to spite her ex-boyfriend after he had broken up with her on her birthday, Daphne slept with a stranger who turned out to be his uncle while trying to rebuff his words that she was unwanted by others. Was she ready for the wild chase that followed when he found out years later that she had been pregnant with his heirs and that she had been hiding the truth all this while? Faced with the ruthless CEO, known as the beast, who wasn't ready to back down, Daphne does everything possible to make sure her kids wouldn't be taken from her, but what happens when love gets in the mix of it all? Would she be able to conquer these weird feelings and give in her all amidst her scars? And with how deadly he turned out to be? And faced with her ex who still wants her back, what choice is she going to make?