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"Marry me. Put on this ring, tomorrow you are going to tell the press that Bella cheated on me and we started dating, when Bella found out she tried to separate us and when she could not, she blackmailed you to upload this photo. This will make me hate you, but we have already reconciled," he explained. What the hell? How did I get myself into this sought of mess? **** Laura finds herself in a great dilemma when her mother is kidnapped. They ask her to post the photo of Eric Sloan the son of a multi-billionaire together with Damien Avery, the son of the prime minister and she should tag them as gay. To keep her mother alive she reluctantly posts it drawing the attention of the arrogant billionaire together with his powerful family and fans. To rectify her mistakes he asks her to marry him, thereby waving off the allegation of him being gay. He promises himself to make it his life mission to destroy her for what she did. As the truth unfolds, what started as a revenge turns into a dangerous obsession and all he wants to do is to protect her, to claim her, own her, and keep her within his dark abyss.
I sat down at the round table alone. This would be the first time I had come to a bar in many years, the pain I felt in my heart was just too much. The scenes kept replaying in my head, welling me up with pain and anger.
I ran my veiny hands over my hair until my always neatly combed hair became rough and I didn't care. I was supposed to care, as I was a billionaire heir, and even without my father's money I would still be a billionaire. I was a public figure, the Sloan heir, but I refused to care.
For the past three months, after the scene, I had immersed myself in deep work, I barely ate or changed my clothes. But today, while at work, my body could not take it anymore. My hands began to shake, skin colour turned pale and all the memories kept coming back. It came back with a gush of pain.
At first, I tried blocking it, but I allowed it to freely take over me. I gulped down the remaining Scotch from the half-filled glass and drank, letting the memory replay itself.
It happened when I had forgotten something and had rushed down to take it. I stopped at the front of my gate, I didn't bother driving into the parking lot. The gateman greeted me cheerfully, too cheerfully, as if he was happy that I was finally discovering something.
"Is Bella inside?" I asked in a hurry.
The gateman nodded quickly. "She has not left since you went out."
I walked out before he finished talking. "Good," I murmured to myself as I loosened my tie.
She would help me find another suit and help me arrange my file while I took a quick shower. I just hoped she had not stressed herself or my unborn baby.
On entering the house, I felt something was amiss. The air carried a foreign scent. I heard sounds coming in as I approached my bedroom, sexual sounds. I immediately waved off the thought of it. After all, she was pregnant. Then it came again.
"Ahh... fuck Aaron...
"Harder..." Bella's voice moaned.
My heart sank, and for a moment, my heart skipped a beat, my legs became too heavy for me. No! No! No! This can't be happening. It can't be here. She would never want to hurt me. After all, we would be expecting a baby and our marriage was in the next six months.
I mustered strength and walked into the room. "Fuck!" Bella shouted immediately at the sight of me. The man continued thrusting shamelessly, unaware of my presence.
"Eric," she called awkwardly, and this made him stop. He turned to look at the door, only to find me leaning across the bedroom door, my hands crossed around my chest. I smiled. It was Aaron Walker, one of my competitors.
Aaron smiled back at me with victory, rolled to the other side. "I think our baby is going to be a baby boy," he said sarcastically, kissing the bump and moving upward to kiss her.
She shone her eyes in confusion while Aaron closed his eyes to kiss her. Her eyes fixed on me. The truth soon dawned on me. The baby was not my own. They have been having an affair for so long. No wonder I had never outsmarted Aaron, because I always discussed my plans with Bella and they always flopped. She had been the one telling him of my plans.
I swallowed the betrayal bitterly and waited for Aaron to get dressed and walk away after he told her he would see her later. Bella immediately knelt before me and began begging. I watched her pour out everything, from how she met Aaron, how she got pregnant and Aaron told her to make me the father of the unborn child for now, and finally, how sorry she was. I didn't not say anything, neither did I smile, nor shout, nor asked her any questions.
"I just have two words for you," I finally broke the silence. "Get... out...!" I fired at her stressing every single word before leaving her on the floor still begging. The only luck she had was that she was pregnant. If not, I would have carried her out of the house myself. I reached out to my file and left. Ordering my boys to carry her belongings out of my house.
**
Since that day, I hadn't sat down to think about it or feel the pain. I just worked, worked, and did not even bother to think about it until now.nWith that incident, I promised to never love anyone again. I ordered another and drank the whole bottle, making it my fourth bottle. Without wasting time, I called Damien to pick me up. I was too drunk to drive.
Damien arrived in an hour, took a pitiful look at me, his best friend and carried me. I kept on babbling and talking nonsense. In the process of leaving, we fell. Causing attention. Unknown to us, a photographer stood at the edge of the bar. Clicking every moment that looked intimate.
Tomorrow's headlines would be headlines that would keep on trending for days or months.
Cheated on by her husband. Betrayed by her sister. Stabbed in the back by her best friend. Alexis's world crashes down in a single heartbreaking week. With nowhere to turn, she makes a devil's bargain-a six-month marriage contract with her impossibly handsome, stone-cold boss, Nathan Cole. What she doesn't know? Nathan has secretly wanted her for years. As Alexis plots her revenge, something unexpected happens. The ice between them melts, revealing a burning passion neither expected. But just as she begins to trust again, the secrets start piling up: A pregnancy she never planned. Her sister's suspicious suicide. The shocking truth behind her parents' murder. And then there's Mira-Nathan's possessive friend who's determined to tear them apart at any cost. When their fragile relationship shatters and Nathan walks away, Alexis is left with a choice: surrender to the darkness or fight for the love that might just save them both. Some wounds cut too deep to heal... or do they?
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”
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?"
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Elin spent twenty years deeply loving her husband, finally marrying him just as she'd always dreamed. But reality shattered her illusions—he wasn't the man she believed. Instead, he callously destroyed her family, crushing her heart beyond repair. At her lowest point, Ruben, equally betrayed that night, approached her steadily. "Marry me, Elin. I'll help you take revenge." Yet, after their wedding, she quickly discovered he was dangerously unpredictable. "I made a mistake. Let's divorce..." Ruben slid his arm possessively around her waist, whispering a chilling promise, "Only in death."
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.
⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ This Book Contains Matured Contents, reader's discretion is advised. *** "Do you have any idea how much I want to be inside you right now?" he asked as he stood to his feet. "Then why aren't you?" I responded, loving the feel of him pressed so close, my back to the mirror, my front to him. But even still, in some far corner of my lust-fogged mind, I realized that we were still in a bathroom. Anyone could walk in and see us. The thought of getting discovered was scary and erotic at the same time. "Oh, we're not done. Spread your legs a bit for me, Kitten." He commanded. When I did as he instructed, he settled between my legs again. "Now close your eyes. And try not to move." Dominic Rutherford murmured. I drew in a sharp breath as his fingers slipped into me with a silky, wet ease. First one. Then another. A feverish tide rose inside me, and I groaned. I jerked in response, causing me to unconsciously move my hips towards his teasing, clever hand, seeking more. "Ohh-" My body trembled under his touch. "Please..." *** Ruby escapes a stifling marriage filled with betrayal, eager to reclaim her freedom. At a masquerade ball, she meets Dominic, a mysterious older man always wearing a mask and has a complex past. Their intense attraction ignites a passionate and dangerous affair. Dominic, who was tasked by Ruby's unknown brother to find her, is captivated by her defiant spirit. As Ruby gets entangled in Dominic's dark world and faces threats from her vengeful former husband and an enemy within, she struggles with her fear of love. Will Ruby and Dominic overcome their pasts and the secrets that threaten to tear them apart? Can Ruby submit to love even after the truth is revealed?