Prologue: Dara's eyes fluttered open, her mind foggy from the haze of the previous night. The memories came flooding back - the desperation, the seduction, the surrender. She felt a wave of regret wash over her, mixed with a hint of shame. As she quickly dressed and made her escape, the cheque in her bag felt like a weight, a constant reminder of the price she'd paid. But it was a price she'd had to pay, for the sake of her sister's life. The hospital's stern warning echoed in her mind - 72 hours, or else. And now, with the money in hand, maybe, just maybe, she could save her sister. But as she fled the hotel room, Dara couldn't shake off the feeling that she'd lost a part of herself in the process. The question lingered, haunting her - had she made a deal with the devil himself? The city lights blurred together as she hailed a cab, her heart heavy with the consequences of her actions. She knew she'd have to face them eventually, but for now, she just wanted to escape. Little did she know, her fate was already intertwined with that of the mysterious Demilade, and their encounter was only the beginning of a tangled web of secrets, lies, and unexpected love.
"I'm sorry ma'am but she has limited time to live, I'll suggest you raise the money for the surgery within 72 hours to avoid loss" those words kept stuck into Dara head as a constant reminder of her need for a urgent solution
A light tap brought her back into reality " I'm done" the friend (Zara) said with a bewitching smile
Dara stare at her self in the mirror, it was a sight to behold.....
Her face rumple in displeasure" Zara don't you think this is too much, I mean the just take a look at my revealing cleavage, I feel like a prostitute right now" she complained, covering the part she felt were exposed
Zara gave her a deep frown " you look just good, and by the way the way it's too late to late to complain... Demilade is already waiting for you at NIGHT STARS HOTEL"
"Who's Demilade"Dara asked curiously
Zara gave her a light spank on her forehead" he's your catch" she said while walking out of the room
Dara stare back at the mirror , exhale sharply"..... I am ogundele oluwadarasimi ,my Dad is late, my mom can barely feed us, my twin is laying sick with heart turmoil at the hospital with only 72 hours limited time to live without a surgery,I was born into a poor family on the 18 of April 2007 and gosh... should I be doing this????"she momentarily asked herself almost in tears
"Madam,let go" Zara grasp her shoulder leaving no room to surrender
They both have hail a cab to night star hotel with Zara giving a handful of advice on the way
"Be good" Zara said one last time , as she leaves Dara at the room door nudging her to go inside
Dara watch her retreating back as she takes in a sharp breath , grasping all the confidence she can as she twist the door knob
she walks in shrugging off every hint of discomfort
Her eyes collide with the captivating dark aesthetic interior of the room....even the air feel different.....she almost lost her stand......
" Done drooling" His hoarse voice brought her out of her trance
That was when she realized that she was standing face-to-face with her "catch"
Àanuoluwapo demilade Austin....
"You look gorgeous and young"his hand wrapping around her slender waist
Her mind screamed "run!!" , but her body seems to forsake her at this point, she felt herself melting down at his touch
" I can't do this"she mumbled, but her voice seems to fail her
"you smell nice"she found her self saying, succumbing to his seduction
He effortlessly lift her into a bridal style leading the way to the king sized bed
He caress her tenderly whispering soft word into her ears with her hands wrapped around his neck
He claimed her lips pouring out all his hunger and lust in a soft suckle.......
________The next morning________
Dara woke up with a sharp pain underneath her thighs
she felt a pang of guilt and regret hit her....she should never had done this
she quickly put on her clothes with the cheque in her bag, hoping not to cross path with her doom
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
"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.]
"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!
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
She thought she was the love of his life, and he became the love of her life that fateful day she had seen him at the pack's party. Selene Grace was only a replica of Alpha Leo's real mate, and when he spotted her, Leo immediately claimed her as his Luna in order to suppress the rumors of him being mateless. Being unable to conceive turns Selene's marriage into a nightmare, and as if that wasn't enough, Alpha Leo finally reunites with his long time lover and mate, rejecting a pregnant Selene as a result. 5 years later, Selene, a now successful doctor, receives an invitation to the moon shadow pack in order to rid the pack of a deadly disease which has struck it. Will Selene return back to the pack which had caused her so much pain, and what would she do when she realizes that she is mated to the Alpha who had betrayed her in the past?