She discovers her fiancé and her sister getting intimate right before her wedding. Determined to expose them, she plays the tape on her wedding day, but her parents don't support her. Now, she has a chance for a new beginning with a wealthy man through a contractual marriage. Will she be able to get her revenge on her fiancé? Will her transactional partnership with the wealthy man evolve into something more?
As I stepped into the room, the soft rustle of my gown echoed in the hushed atmosphere. At 28, I've grown accustomed to the scrutiny that follows my every move, the weight of expectations pressing down on my shoulders like an invisible burden.
I rounded the corner of my childhood home, my breath catching in my throat as I caught sight of them – Alexander and Amanda, locked in an embrace so intimate it stole the very air from my lungs. My mind struggled to process what I was seeing, to make sense of the betrayal unfolding before my eyes.
The air crackled with tension as I stood frozen, unable to tear my gaze away from the scene before me. My sister, my confidante, wrapped in the arms of the man I had vowed to spend eternity with. It was a betrayal so profound, it threatened to tear apart the very fabric of my reality.
"I've never felt this alive, Amanda," Alexander's voice was low, filled with a passion I had never heard before. "Being with you... it's like nothing else matters."
Amanda's laughter echoed in the dimly lit corridor, the sound a cruel twist of fate. "I know what you mean, Alex. It's like the whole world fades away when we're together."
A pang of disbelief shot through me as their words sunk in. How could they revel in their deceit, their laughter a mockery of the love we had shared? I struggled to comprehend how they could be so callous, so indifferent to the pain they were causing.
Silent screams echoed in my mind, each one a dagger to my already wounded heart. How could I have been so blind? How could I have trusted them with my deepest secrets, only to have them trampled underfoot?
But amidst the hurt and confusion, a fierce determination took hold. I may have been blindsided by their betrayal, but I refused to be a victim of their selfishness. With trembling hands, I pressed play on my tape recorder, knowing that whatever truth lay hidden within its depths would set me free from the lies that had bound me.
On the day of my wedding, the hall echoed with the soft rustle of silk and the hushed whispers of anticipation. All eyes were on me as I stood before the altar, my heart heavy with the truth I carried. With trembling hands, I reached for the hidden tape recorder nestled beneath the layers of my gown, feeling its weight like a burden I could no longer bear alone.
With a deep breath, I pressed play, the sound of their betrayal filling the room like a thunderous clap of thunder. My heart pounded in my chest as I listened to Amanda's gasp of shock and Alexander's feeble protests, each word cutting deeper than the last.
"You promised me, Alexander!" My voice trembled with emotion as I confronted the man I had once loved with all my heart. "You promised to love and cherish me, to be faithful until death do us part. And yet here we are, on the eve of our wedding, and you're wrapped in the arms of my own sister!"
"How could you do this to me, Alexander? After everything we've been through?"
"Seraphina, I know you must be hurting right now, but please try to understand..."
"Understand what, Alexander? That you betrayed me with my own sister?"
"Seraphina, it wasn't like that. You have to believe me."
"Oh, shut up, Amanda! Are you not ashamed? Watching that clip, how do you feel? Believe you? How can I believe anything you say when you've shattered my trust into a million pieces?"
"Seraphina, please, let's not do this here. We can talk about this later, in private. Please don't cause a scene, I beg."
"Ha-ha!" I let out a sad chuckle. "Is this happening for real, Alexander. This needs to be addressed now. Our families, our friends, they all deserve to know the truth."
"Seraphina, please, don't do this. Think about the consequences."
"Con- Conseq..." I was sick to my stomach. "You want to talk about consequences after what you've done? You've torn apart our family, Amanda. How could you live with yourself?"
"Seraphina, I never meant to hurt you. Please, give me a chance to make things right."
"Make things right? How? By erasing what happened from existence? By sweeping this under the carpet? Some wounds can't be healed, Alex."
"Seraphina, I know you're angry. Your anger is justified, but please, try to see things from our perspective."
"Your perspective? How can I possibly see things from your perspective when you've betrayed me in the worst possible way?"
"Seraphina, I love you. You have to know that."
"Love me? If you loved me, you would have never allowed this to happen in the first place."
"Seraphina, please, don't leave. We can work through this together."
"Work through this? How? By pretending like none of this ever happened? I can't do that, Amanda. I won't. Amanda... Please do me a favor. Go in your room and hide!"
"Seraphina, please, don't say that. We can find a way to move past this, I promise."
"Move past this? Some things can't be undone, Alexander. No matter how much you want them to be."
As the argument intensified, the guests exchanged worried glances, uncertain of how to react to the escalating drama.
"This is a show of shame. I think we should leave."
"Agreed. Let's get out of here before things get even uglier."
"Ladies and gentlemen," my voice cracked with emotion as I spoke, the weight of betrayal heavy on my heart. "I present to you the truth, the evidence of the betrayal that has shattered my dreams and torn apart my family. And now, I leave it to you to decide what happens next."
As the uproar of the video disclosure settles, I brace myself for the aftermath, expecting fury and criticism. But, to my surprise, the room begins to vibrate with a strange energy.
"Seraphina, darling," my mother says, her voice shaking from emotion. "We understand this is difficult, but we cannot afford to cancel the wedding."
My eyes widen with disbelief, and my heart sinks as I realize the enormity of their position. My parents want this marriage to happen, no matter what the cost. My heart falls as I realize the depth of their despair. They're willing to compromise my happiness and dignity for their own financial stability. The discovery leaves me with a painful sense of betrayal and abandonment that cuts deeper than any knife.
"But how can you ask me to marry him after everything he's done? I mean.. You just watched in 4K.." I protest, my voice shaking with fury and anguish.
My father's expression is anguished as he reaches out to gently touch my trembling hands. "Listen, we're going to pretend that didn't happen. We have no choice, my dear," he says, his voice strained with emotion. "The future of our family hangs in the balance."
My mother's eyes brim with no emotion, her voice choked with assertiveness. "I know it's not ideal, my dear," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. "But sometimes we have to make sacrifices for the greater good. Please, Seraphina, for the sake of our family, for the sake of everything we hold dear, we must go through with this wedding."
Tears well up in my eyes as I gaze into my parents' faces, seeing the desperation and fear reflected back at me. I know they're clinging to this marriage as their last hope for financial security.
My mind reels at the thought, my heart torn between duty to my family and the betrayal I feel at the hands of my fiancé and sister. But before I can respond, my mother continues, her voice trembling with desperation.
"There is another option," she says, her words hanging heavy in the air. "If you cannot bring yourself to marry Alexander, then perhaps... Perhaps Amanda could take your place. That sounds like a good idea..right?"
My breath freezes in my throat at the proposal, and my mind races with astonishment. The prospect of my own sister, who did something as horrible as that, stepping into my shoes and marrying the guy who betrayed me is almost unbearable.
"... I can't believe what I'm hearing... You don't even care about how I feel... Uhn!!?? Please, Excuse me!" I can't bear to entertain my parents' offer any longer, fueled by rage and betrayal. I stormed out of the room without saying anything.
"Phina, Seraphina..." I hear my parents' desperate and imploring calls, but I can't take hearing their pleas and attempts to excuse their conduct at my expense.
She's a slave in her pack, rejected by her mate. After a one-night stand with the dangerously seductive Alpha, the most feared wolf in the territory, her life is changed forever. When he arrives at her pack house and reveals she's pregnant with his child, a child who holds the destiny of all wolves in her hands, she knows they must escape or die trying. But a hidden enemy is watching from the shadows. Can their love survive, or will the deadliest threat wolves have ever known tear them apart?
"In the corner of a secret nightclub, my eyes met a stranger's. He exuded a commanding and powerful aura. Our gazes locked and an electric spark leaped between us, drawing us together like a magnetic force. The dance of seduction began, a silent exchange of desire and intrigue. The music's sultry tempo mirrored the rising tension between us. Viktor's fingers brushed against mine, igniting a trail of sensations that sent shivers down my spine. We moved closer to each other, our bodies swaying in perfect harmony with the music. As the night wore on, the attraction became too potent to resist. In the shadows of that secret nightclub, amidst the intoxicating blend of music and desire, our lips finally met in a searing kiss. We moved to a secluded place. He raised my short little dress and slid my panties to the side, put this thing in me and was pumping in and out." *** "You shouldn't wear underwear." He says as he rips off my panties. "F**k, you're so tight." He groans while pumping harder. "Tell me you aren't a fucking virgin." "I'm not a fucking virgin." I grit, arching my back. "Please. Make me come." "Put your hands above your head." He ordered. Oh my God. I did as he had instructed, and Viktor did quick work of grabbing his abandoned tie and tying my wrists to it. "Make me come," I whisper. *** A thrilling and erotic tale of passion, power, and forbidden desire, where alliances shift, loyalties are questioned, and the ultimate showdown between two worlds awaits. Tensions escalate between Viktor's empire and the rival gang, "The Black Serpents". Can love truly conquer all in a world where shadows conceal both danger and desire?
In the dazzling metropolis of New York City, billionaire businessman Alex Hamilton lives a life of opulence and success. When fate leads him to the struggling artist Mia Summers, their worlds collide in a passionate and steamy affair that defies all expectations. Drawn to Mia's raw talent and beauty, Alex offers her the opportunity of a lifetime to showcase her artwork in his prestigious gallery. As they venture into a world of luxury and extravagance, the magnetic pull between them becomes undeniable. But beneath the glittering surface lies a shocking secret from Alex's past that threatens to unravel the love they've found. Mia must confront her doubts and fears, torn between trusting him with her heart and protecting herself from potential heartbreak. Amidst the disapproval of their families and the relentless gossip of the media, Alex and Mia's love is put to the ultimate test. Can they overcome the barriers that society places in their path? Will they find the courage to trust each other completely and embrace the true power of their connection?
Elisa watched as the most important people in her life showered the evil imposter-The fake heiress, with love. Elisa, the lost daughter of one of the most wealthiest family was found 18 years later and was brought back to her rightful home. However, someone had already taken her place. A fake heiress, the pampered little princess. Her coy acting and innocent façade made Elisa's real mother love her more than Elisa, her real daughter. That made Elisa, though, the true daughter end up as an adopted child. "Elisa, could you try not to appear in front of her too much as it could trigger her insecurities." Her parents had told her because of the fake heiress. "Elisa, You've taken everything away from her. Why can't you give her a little more?" Her fiancé had ordered her. Because of an unfortunate accident plotted by Isabelle-The fake heiress, Elisa was sent to prison and her family cut ties with her without a second thought. Four years, after much torture which led to her being crippled and blind on one eye, she was released, but got hit by a truck. While laying on the pool of her blood, she wanted to question, Why? Why had they all treated her so cruelly, while they love Isabelle unconditionally? She badly wanted to rip off Isabelle's mask of innocence, to reveal the fake, manipulative woman beneath. She was full of hatred. But after her death, she woke up back to when she was 18 years like all that happened were all nightmare. She was elated. She was reborn to re-live all that had happened in her last life, but now, her mission was to reveal mask beneath that woman and make everyone that made her suffer in her past life pay. It was her time for revenge! And definitely, she won't mess this up!
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.
"Miss Brown, I am the butler here at your service," the butler replied. "My master wants to buy the baby in your belly." "What?!" Does that mean the abortion didn't take place? Did they kidnap her from the operating table just to buy the baby? But why her? "You..." Alice was about to ask a question, but the man in front of her calmly continued, as if he had expected her question, "You're pregnant with his child, and he needs a child. That's all I can tell you." Alice was forced to sign a surrogacy contract and eight months later gave birth to two healthy babies. Fortunately, the man was unaware of her daughter's existence. It wasn't until five years later that fate brought them together again...
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
Iris grew from an orphaned child to the adopted daughter of the Stewart family at age ten, finding warmth in her nominal uncle Vincent's kindness. Seven years later, she became his secret lover. When Vincent's engagement was announced, gossip spread about the notorious playboy CEO finally settling down. But only Iris knew the extent of his cold, two-faced nature. Iris fell for Vincent and, through tears, begged, "Marry me," only to be met with his frosty refusal. Defeated, she accepted a lawyer's proposal, sparking public excitement. Then, on her wedding day, Vincent pleaded desperately, "Don't marry him…"
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."