Sumire Massoullevè, is one of the highest-paid actresses and entitled the top 1 most beautiful woman in the world. The sole daughter of one of the richest business tycoons couple in the country, Sumire has been known for being stubborn and persistent since she was a little girl, she was glamorous yet dark. Born spoiled, Sumire gets everything that she wanted. Being an actress is one of her dreams but dejected by her parents, she still pursues it. Despite having everything she wants, Sumire felt completely unsatisfied. There are two things she greatly desired: One, to meet her favorite mysterious artist in the world of Arts who hides under the pseudonym of DEATH, known for painting high class abstract and tenebrism crime scene arts, an art she admires the most and had a hot night-stand with him. The second was to make the infamous Asexual Ruffian Boss, Mort Dmitriv Aslanov, fall for her. In her unswerving pursuit of the man, Sumire was lost and discovered the gritty world of mafias, crimes, and murders, the swarm of mobs and gangs. Is falling to the Heartless Mafia Boss worth regardless of the difference of their world that may lead her to her demise? Will love and lust collide?
At the heart of Brethren City, where the sun sets on the West horizon, lies and stood hundreds of gigantic world-renowned high-class buildings and towers. Centuries of grand design and sculpture came together in the wide avenues to form that eclectic yet peaceful cityscape. A big teeming metropolis where ambitious, greedy, and powerful people from all over the world mark their territory in the city.
A famous celebrity who came from a well-known family and the wealthiest people who run half of the global economy resides at the very heart of the city.
At the darkened modern luxe bachelor's pad settled in the South Brethren, the home of the most feared man in the world, a maiden barge in the most dangerous and forbidden room for women to enter. Hands clutching her white revealing night-gown on the side.
Even it was a red flag for the maiden, Sumire courageously infiltrated the dark masculine throne-like chamber even she was quivering in fear. Windows were open, night zephyr gently stirred her obsidian hair. The lights were offed and only the beam of the moonlight lit up the cold dimmed room. Bottle of empty whiskeys scattered around, broken into smithereens.
She strode further inside and found herself standing in the darkest part of the corner. Behind the swaying curtains appeared the glowing pair of emerald eyes and there emerge a big man's shadow out of the silver curtains. Legs were crossed and head angling on the other side, sitting in a kingly posture.
The man growled like a feral beast panther slowly approaching her place with a heavy step, oozing with Death's aura and vibes! Gasped, Sumire was standing frozen on her feet when she meet his cold and dangerous look. Hair is slick back and sexily disheveled. His naked upper body appeared to be so massive and masculine.
She was terrified and mesmerize by his presence at the same time. She was breathless and in a daze!
"You have the audacity to invade my private den, missy. Do you know what that means?"
He said in a gruff tone. The maiden gulped hard while looking up at the man towering big over her. Sumire's cheek started to burn in red when she inhaled his intoxicating smell that now lingers on her nostrils. She was hypnotized and it made her drawn to him even more.
Sumire entered the place to prove herself that she loves no one but him. But here she is shrinking back, knees and toes are jelled. She was imprisoned by his mysterious charm!
"I am here to explain myself. Dieu and I weren't---"
"Shhh...don't talk or I will make a mess with this lips of yours against mine."
He reached to her face and lifted her chin. Mort's thumbs gently brushed her lips which were slightly parted. Sumire closed her eyes at the touch, lewd and lascivious and lovely. She was thankful for the darkness and quite desperate for the light, obscuring her reddened cheeks.
His gaze traced her pair of midnight eyes, nose, and sweet lips. "I hate when someone looks at you the same way I did..." Mort clenches his jaw, his thick manly eyebrows deeply furrowed.
"Do you know how tempting you are, lady? Hmmm?"
He hummed half-growl and half-moan. Mort's gaze travels down to her delectable neck and shoulder. He brushed off the lace of her dress and it slip down to her fair skin. Sumire decided to give herself to the man tonight to ease his jealousy and fear of losing her.
"Mort..."
Eyes drawn to his lips, Sumire inhaled, let out a ragged breath, and felt wanton.
He lifted her hips up and enwrapped her legs around his waist. Leaning into each other. Sumire blushed intensely when she felt his hard bulge pressed between her thighs, telling her they were a perfect fit.
Consumed in fire and hearts give in to their desires, Mort sealing the tiny space between them and he plunges himself on her. Their lips locked, sucking and biting her lower lip. Bodies pressed together heatedly against each other. Sumire curled her toes against his back. Her heart pounded in her chest as her knees got weaker.
Her whole body tingled in fear and excitement, the feel of his frame leaning on hers as his arms wrapped around her felt nearly ecstatic. Sumire slightly pulled herself to gasp for air but Mort pulled her back, claiming her mouth over again, hungry and intense. She can taste the wine on his lips that intoxicate her. Mort's hands crawled inside her revealing silver nightdress. She cup his face and yanked his hair at the same time, responding to his torrid and hungry kiss with the same intensity.
When their lips are slightly parted and wet, her brassiere unlocked, Mort possessively declared.
"Tonight, you will be my prey and mine."
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"
During her three years of marriage with Brendan, Adeline had become as humble as dust itself. However, what she got in return wasn't love and affection, but endless indifference and disdain. Worse yet, when the woman in Brendan's heart suddenly showed up, he further distanced himself from her. Finally, Adeline couldn't stand it anymore and asked for a divorce. After all, why should she stay with such a cold, distant man? The next one would surely be better. Brendan watched as his ex-wife left with her luggage in tow. Suddenly, a thought occurred to him and he made a bet with his friends. "She'll definitely regret leaving and will come crawling back to me in no time." After hearing about this bet, Adeline sneered. "Dream on!" A few days later, Brendan ran into his ex-wife in a bar. It turned out she was celebrating her divorce. Not long after, he noticed that the damned woman seemed to have a new suitor. Brendan was starting to panic. The woman who had clung to him for three years suddenly didn't seem to give a damn about him. What was he going to do?
For three years, Jessica endured a loveless marriage while her husband pretended to be impotent. His lies unraveled when a pregnant mistress surfaced. After six months of secretly collecting proof, Jessica threw him out and built her own billion-dollar empire. After the divorce, she transformed into an irresistible figure, attracting admirers. As she left her office one day, she met Kevan, her ex-husband's brother. He stepped in, confronting her. "Was I just a tool to you?" Jessica's lips curled into a calm smile. "How much compensation do you want?" Kevan's voice softened. "All I want is you."
"You're the moon wolf, Lola. You're the wolf with the power of the Moon goddess", Serena said and collective gasps were heard in the room. After being rejected by her mate in Moonlit pack, Lola escaped on a full moon only to enter the territory of the next Alpha King who also happened to be her second chance mate. Adrian is the next Alpha King but he hasn't been able to assume his role because he needed a Luna by his side. A rogue that trespassed on his territory, whom he ordered be killed turned out to be his mate leaving him in a dilemma. Will Adrian reject Lola because she came into his territory as a rogue? Will he overcome what happened to him in the past and give Lola a chance or reject her and go ahead with Fay as his chosen Luna? What will happen when everyone finds out just how much power Lola wields and how she's supposed to protect her kind in an oncoming war? Find out in Lola - The Moon Wolf!
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.
Benjamin Dylon, a mysterious billionaire abandoned at the altar Antonela Bianchi whose name she only knows. Suffering the greatest love humiliation, she goes to a bar and meets a handsome man and gives herself completely to him. When she wakes up the next day in a hotel bed, she realizes that she has committed madness. A few days later, Antonela discovers that she is pregnant and to make matters worse, she finally meets Benjamin, discovering that the man who abandoned her at the altar is the same man she met in the bar. Pregnant and alone, rejected by her own family, Antonela has no choice but to leave so that she can have that child in peace. Three years later, when her mother suddenly passes away, Antonela is forced to return to the city and meet Benjamin again. He is now her sister's fiancé, and Antonela must hide the fact that he is the father of her child.