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Roxanne Santos, a talented 24-year-old gymnast, finds herself in a challenging situation. She takes on a job as an exotic pole dancer in an exclusive club, all to gather the funds needed for her father's life-saving heart transplant and her sister's college fees. During her very first performance, Roxanne captures the attention of numerous male guests, including the handsome Jaxon Hearst. Little does she know, this encounter will change her life forever. In a turn of events, one of the guests follows Roxanne to the changing room, attempting to take advantage of her. But in a twist of fate, the handsome Jaxon Hearst, who turns out to be the club's owner, comes to her rescue. Roxanne is taken aback, as Jaxon doesn't fit the image she had in mind for a club owner. As Roxanne continues to showcase her talent through more performances, Jaxon becomes more intrigued by her. He seeks her presence, desiring a different kind of connection. He proposes an unconventional arrangement: for Roxanne to become his Mistress, a partner not only on the stage but also in his personal life. At first, Roxanne is shocked by his bold request, but after carefully considering her options, she decides to take a leap of faith. Jaxon, in his own way, offers Roxanne a lifeline. He promises to alleviate her father's financial burdens, providing weekly allowances in addition to her pole dancing salary. Roxanne's heart is torn between her obligations, her own desires, and the complexities of their arrangement. As Roxanne becomes Jaxon's mistress,she finds herself indulging his unconventional desires, enduring his possessiveness and witnessing his dismissive and narcissistic behavior. As time goes on, Roxanne begins to see beyond the surface. She discovers the real Jaxon, unveiling layers of vulnerability and depth that deepen her feelings for him. However, Jaxon, initially resistant to attachments, finds himself grappling with conflicting emotions. He struggles to maintain his sense of self and independence, as the love he feels for Roxanne becomes harder to deny. Roxanne embarks on a journey, navigating the delicate balance between fulfilling Jaxon's fantasies and the heartbreak that comes with loving such a complex man.
"We are here, Miss." The cab driver's voice brought Roxanne back to reality. She had been contemplating her decision to work in Club D'lux as a pole dancer. "Here's your money." She stretched out a five dollar note to the man who gladly took it. Roxanne stepped out of the cab clutching her purse as a way of numbing her nervousness. Two bulky muscled men in suits stood at the club's entrance. They had some sort of wire connected to their dark shades. Roxanne noticed the pods in their ears. She wondered if they had started as she couldn't hear loud music blasting from the insides.
Taking a deep breath, she walked up to the men. "Hello gentlemen." She greeted. One of the men looked her head to toe. She was dressed in free pants and a blue sweatshirt. Her golden hair was tied up in a messy ponytail. "May I see your reservation card?" One of the men queried. "Uh.. I don't have a reservation." "Appointment?" The bulkier one asked. "Yes, uh I have an appointment with Madam Loo." Roxanne tried her best to hide her nervousness. "Name please?" "Roxanne.. Roxanne Santos." The man made a quick call to confirm. After a few seconds of call conversations, he let her in. There was the music blast she had been waiting to hear. The club was soundproof. There were masked waitresses putting on flashy colored bikinis and carrying trays of expensive wines from table to table. Some of the waitresses flirted with the customers. Roxanne's eyes scanned the clubhouse for Madam Loo. She soon saw the lady sashaying towards her. Madam Loo wore her silky black hair in spring curls and was wearing a leopard print gown that had slit up to her thighs. The lady was voluptuous and had very bold makeup going on. "Good evening, Madam Loo." Roxanne greeted the lady. Madam Loo looked at her dressing, obviously disgusted by her appearance. "You are right on time, Roxanne. Come I'll take you to go get dressed." Madam Loo led her down to the dressing area. Other girls were getting dressed up. " Freddy." Loo snapped her fingers twice and a lanky guy with a bizarre haircut came running. "Fix her hair and makeup and get her something to wear. She goes on stage in twenty minutes." Loo radiated an air of authority. Roxanne already made up her mind not to cross her feisty boss. Freddy led her to an empty chair in front of a mirror and began to work his magic. He arranged her hair properly and gave her smoky eyeshadow and red lipstick. Roxanne couldn't recognize herself when he was done. She thought she looked like one of those foxy models that posed for magazines. "That's the wardrobe, baby girl. Pick whatever suits you. Oh and here's your mask." Freddy handed her a pink mask. Roxanne wanted ask why she needed a mask if she had makeup on but Freddy was whisked away by another female that had just arrived. Roxanne stared at the large closet filled with exotic clothes. Having just five minutes left, she went for a pink swimsuit. The swimsuit held her chest firmly and had a thick rope in the center joining with a skirt. Her stomach, sides and back were bare. She donned on her mask. "Quit looking like a fairy princess and get set. You are up." One of the dancers that had just finished performing said to her. The club's emcee called on Roxanne as the fairy princess. Roxanne was revealed on stage by an underground lift that took her up stage. Numerous eyes watched her. She gulped and took a deep breath as the song started. She walked sexily around the pole for some seconds. Her eyes glanced at the crowd again and found a particular one smiling at her. She quickly averted her gaze and began dancing. Jaxon stared at the amber contents of the brandy snifter and analyzed why he didn't want it. He sipped. It was tasteless. He couldn't appreciate it any more than he wasn't ready to appreciate the seductive efforts of the lady with him. Loo's outfit could arouse any human male. She leaned in to kiss him, giving him ample view of her bossoms. "What's wrong?" She asked him as she began to go low on her knees to work his zipper. The booth had covers on the sides so no one knew what was going on. He had no problems. He had money. Clothes. Cars. Women. Loo had a banging body and a crazy reputation in the city. Jaxon's eyes stayed glued to the sexy pole dancer on stage. He had finally seen a body that could compete with Loo's. He could tell that the dancer was shy from the way she had first started. Normally Loo's talented hands could stir him up in seconds. Tonight they just don't seem to work. "I'm not in the mood, Loo." He said to her as he gently removed her hands from his pants. He wasn't in the mood or was he just in the mood for someone else? His eyes were still glued on the dancer. Loo immediately got up and kissed his lips. "I'll be back stage with the girls, if you need me." She winked at him and walked out of the booth. Roxanne got catcalls and claps as she rounded up her dance. She took a bow and went down the stage straight to the changing room. "You were on fire, baby girl." Freddy said to her. "Thank you." Roxanne was left alone to change out of her clothes. Just as she took off her mask, someone approached her. He had blonde hair and was handsome. "You performed really well, princess." He said as his eyes roamed her body. "Thanks. I, uh have to change. Please excuse me Sir." Roxanne tried to move but the man held her tightly. "How about you give me a private show huh?" His mouth was close to her face and she could smell the alcohol in his breath. Roxanne pushed him backwards but he came swift on her, his lips forcefully trying to claim hers. Roxanne pushed with all her might but he wouldn't budge. She kicked his groin which made him stagger backwards a bit. "Ooh, I like them feisty." He came upon her again like a beast. Roxanne found a scissors and stabbed his hand with it. "You slut!" He cursed and pulled her hair backwards. Roxanne was anticipating his slap on her face but it didn't come. Instead, she heard groans and someone getting punched. Another man had come in and was punching the one who had tried to take advantage of her. "You'll leave her this instant, you son of a bitch!" He shoved the man roughly. "Your boss will hear about this." The abuser cursed before leaving the room. "I'm so sorry about that." The man who had rescued her said to her. Those eyes! Green and gold and black swirled together in a most unusual harmony- both dangerous and alluring. For a moment, she was lost in them. "Thank you for saving me, Sir." She finally got her voice to speak. " Pervs like him shouldn't be allowed in here." He replied with the sexiest smile she had ever seen. His phone began to ring as he spoke to her. "But I'll sure be doomed if he carries out his threat of telling my boss I stabbed him. Madam Loo will surely evoke this job." Roxanne was beginning to worry. The man picked his phone and placed it on his ear, still smiling at her. "That won't happen because I am the boss of your boss. Excuse me, Miss I've got to take this call." He gave her a smile and walked away speaking into the phone. Roxanne couldn't believe what she had just heard. How can a sexy man dressed in grey tee-shirt, faded jeans and beanie be the boss of her boss?
When Princess Ravenna is thrust into an arranged marriage with rogue king of Cestria, King Zariel Blackthorne, to prevent war on her kingdom, she is forced to give up her free nature. As she becomes Queen of Cestria, she is slowly seduced and charmed by the rogue king. A bond and sizzling passion is born, Ravenna starts to see beyond the rumors and legends surrounding her husband. But beneath the surface of their sizzling passion, a dark and sinister secret lurks, threatening to consume them both. As Ravenna tries to understand the changes occuring, she is entangled in a puzzle that puts her life and that of the kingdom at risk, making her question everything - including Zariel's true intentions and who he really was. Torn between her love for the rogue king and the danger that surrounds her, Ravenna must choose: will she succumb to the darkness and risk losing herself forever, or will she trust Zariel and their all-consuming love to save them both from the evil that's closing in? or will it become their ultimate doom?
Eighteen-year-old Amora Jackson's life is turned topsy turvy when she discovers she wasn't from the world she had always known but from another - Vadina, Mystia. Born originally as Ulanni Daeva to two Mystian parents; A healer and an Essence. Her real parents are killed just after dropping her at the doorstep of a retired soldier in the human world who raises her as her own. Amora's identity is let known to her by her foster mother just on the night of her eighteenth birthday. She is confused and scared of everything happening around her as she links everything to her recurring dreams. Amora does not want to believe in the existence of another realm, she only wanted a normal life of happy high school graduation, college experience, and camping every summer with the woman she grew to know as her mother. Everything comes to a halt when something tragic happens and she finds out someone is after the powers she never knew she had. She is forced to journey into the unknown mystic lands she never believed in to fulfill her destiny as a Mystian. Her journey takes her into Vadina, her birthplace, where she meets her strange extended family, meets new friends, and also ventures into other mystic lands and to the dwelling of evil.
Loraine was a dutiful wife to Marco since they got married three years ago. However, he treated her like trash. Nothing she did softened his heart. One day, Loraine got fed up with it all. She asked him for a divorce and left him to enjoy with his mistress. The elites looked at her like she was deranged. "Are you out of your mind? Why are you so willing to divorce him?" "It's because I need to return home to get a billion-dollar fortune. Besides, I don't love him anymore," Loraine replied with a smile. They all laughed at her. Some believed that the divorce affected her mentally. It wasn't until the next day that they realized she wasn't fibbing. A woman was suddenly declared the world's youngest female billionaire. It turned out to be Loraine! Marco was shocked to the bone. When he met his ex-wife again, she was a changed person. A group of handsome young men surrounded her. She was smiling at them all. The sight made Marco's heart ache severely. Putting his pride aside, he tried to win her back. "Hello, love. I see that you are a billionaire now. You shouldn't be with suckers who just want your money. How about you come back to me? I'm a billionaire too. Together, we can build a strong empire. What do you say?" Loraine squinted at her ex-husband with her lips curled in disgust.
"Who is she?" I asked, feeling tears well up in my eyes. "He met her at the Alpha training camp," he said. "She is a perfect suitor for him. It snowed last night, indicating that his wolf is happy with his choice." My heart sank, and tears made their way down my cheeks. Alexander took my innocence last night, and now he is taking that thing in his office as his Luna. **** Emily never shifted on her 18th birthday and became the laughingstock of the pack. When her old crush, Alexander Black, returns from Alpha Training, she never expected him to be her mate. After a night of passionate love, Emily finds out that young Alpha Alexander has taken a chosen mate. Heartbroken and humiliated, Emily runs off and disappears from the pack. Now, five years later, Emily is a high-ranking warrior in King Alpha's army, specializing in sensitive matters. When her best friend invites her to a night of music and laughter, she never expects to run into her mate, Alexander. Will Alexander figure out it is Emily? Will he chase after her, and most of all, will Emily be able to keep her secrets safe?
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!
For two years, Ashton had poured his heart into his marriage, yet Emalee's heart remained cold. Despite his dedication, Emalee presented him with divorce papers. She bluntly stated she could not remain married to a man whose net worth was less than a million dollars. Ashton signed the papers, closing one chapter of his life and stepping into a new beginning. Then, Ashton revealed his secret identities: a music mogul, a medical expert, and a martial arts master—each persona impressive enough to stun the world. As Ashton’s true capabilities came to light, Emalee was overwhelmed with deep regret.
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."
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!”