Rama is married to Nia, a woman who has been by his side for the past six years. They met when Rama was still starting his career, and Nia has always been a loyal supporter behind him. Although their marriage has not been blessed with a child, Rama never doubted his love for Nia. For him, Nia is everything. He was never once tempted to look at another woman, until one day...
In a grand room with a modern minimalist design, a man stands in front of a large window overlooking the metropolitan city view. The man is Rama Wijaya, CEO of Wijaya Corp, a large company engaged in the technology sector. With a neat black suit, a perfectly tied tie, and neatly arranged hair, Rama exudes an aura of authority and charisma that is hard to match. He is only 36 years old, but he has already become one of the most respected company leaders in this country.
Rama is married to Nia, a woman who has been by his side for the past six years. They met when Rama was still starting his career, and Nia has always been a loyal supporter behind him. Although their marriage has not been blessed with a child, Rama never doubted his love for Nia. For him, Nia is everything. He was never once tempted to look at another woman, until one day...
One day that should have been ordinary, Rama met someone who unknowingly would change his life. That day, he was sitting in his office, engrossed in the company's financial report, when a knock on the door made him lift his head.
"Come in," his voice was deep and firm.
The door opened slowly, and a young girl entered with graceful steps. Instantly, Rama's eyes fell on the figure. The girl was named Maya, his new secretary who was recommended by the HRD division. She was only 23 years old, just graduated from university with cum laude predicate. Maya had a beautiful face, a slender body, and eyes that radiated innocence but at the same time confidence.
"Good morning, Mr. Rama," she greeted softly, her voice flowing like a soothing melody. "I have prepared the documents you requested."
Rama nodded, trying to stay focused on his work. "Thank you, Maya. Put it on my desk."
Maya walked over, placing the documents on Rama's desk with a smooth movement. As she turned to leave, a sweet, soft scent of perfume hit Rama, making him lose his concentration for a moment.
"Maya," called Rama suddenly, without realizing it.
Maya stopped and turned around, looking at Rama with questioning eyes. "Can I help you again, sir?"
Rama was silent for a moment. His brain worked hard to find a reason why he called him. "Ah, no. That's all, thank you."
Maya smiled faintly and nodded. "Okay, sir." She then walked out, leaving Rama who suddenly felt his heart beating faster than usual.
Rama tried to ignore the strange feeling, convincing himself that it was just because he was too tired from work. However, the feeling would not go away. Every time Maya came to his room, Rama felt something was different. The more they interacted, the harder it was for Rama to ignore his attraction to the young girl.
One day, when work at the office was very busy, Rama called Maya to his office to help complete some of the piled up tasks.
"Maya, can you help me with this presentation? I need to finish it before the board meeting tomorrow," Rama said, his voice a little tense from the pressure of work.
"Of course, Mr. Rama. I will help as much as I can," answered Maya as she sat on the chair in front of Rama.
They worked together in silence, only the sound of the keyboard could be heard between them. Every now and then, Maya would ask about the details of the presentation, and each time, Rama would patiently give instructions. However, the longer they sat close together, the harder it was for Rama to resist glancing at Maya. Her beautiful face and focused gaze made Rama feel a strange thrill in his heart.
As the night grew late and the office began to quiet down, Maya looked a little tired. She occasionally fixed her long hair, and occasionally she leaned back in her chair, taking a deep breath.
"Mr. Rama, it looks like we're almost done," Maya said, turning to Rama.
Rama, who was also starting to feel tired, nodded. "Yes, we are almost done. Thank you, Maya, for your help."
Maya smiled faintly, and that was when Rama felt something more than gratitude. There was a desire in his heart that he had never felt before. A desire that made him feel guilty, but also hard to resist.
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."
"I heard you're going to marry Marcelo. Is this perhaps your revenge against me? It's very laughable, Renee. That man can barely function." Her foster family, her cheating ex, everyone thought Renee was going to live in pure hell after getting married to a disabled and cruel man. She didn't know if anything good would ever come out of it after all, she had always thought it would be hard for anyone to love her but this cruel man with dark secrets is never going to grant her a divorce because she makes him forget how to breathe.
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.
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!”
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
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.