"Oh my," he smirked, his fingers tracing circles on my trembling thighs. "You're already so wet, yet you pretend you don't want this..." My innocent eyes remained fixed on him, my lips frozen in silence. "Now, spread your legs for me, Nurse Eva," he commanded, his tone firm. "It's time to have me treated..." *** After being wrongly accused and rejected by her mate, Eva Chapman finds herself entangled with a mysterious Alpha who saves her from her misery. He takes her in, offering refuge from the ridicule she faced, but at a steep price. Desperate for revenge against those who wronged her, Eva agrees to care for the Alpha like a nurse tends to her patient, even if it means surrendering to his desires.
Eva
As I pushed the stretcher alongside my partner, I tugged self-consciously at the hem of my short nurse's uniform, my eyes fixed on the gasping patient. His labored breathing filled me with a sense of helplessness, and I silently prayed for his recovery. The familiarity of his face only added to my concern – he was my brother-in-law, and I'd watched him suffer from this debilitating illness for far too long.
We finally reached an available ward, and I sprang into action, helping to initiate treatment. But just as we were making progress, Mona swept in, her confident stride and superior smile commanding attention. "Eva!" she called, her voice crisp and authoritative.
I turned to face her, my eyes narrowing slightly as I took in her indifferent expression. The other nurses seemed to shrink away, their faces neutral, and I knew I was outnumbered.
"Huh? But I–" I began, but Mona's raised eyebrow silenced me. I glanced around the room, realizing I wouldn't win this argument. With a quiet nod, I said, "Please take care of him. He's my mate's brother."
As I left the ward, a mix of sadness and anger swirled inside me, but I kept my emotions in check. The bitter thought crossed my mind: "This is what I get for being an Omega and a pushover."
Mona's condescending attitude still rankled, a reminder of the hospital's uneven power dynamics – her father's ownership and her own powerful wolf status made her virtually untouchable.
I clocked out and decided to headed home, my shift finally over and no more tasks to tackle. My mind wandered to Christopher, my mate, fiancé, and the Alpha of the Windsong pack, recalling the sweet night we shared yesterday, which brought a gentle smile to my lips."
As I made my way out of the hospital, I overheard the usual gossip causing the blushed smile to falter. "Isn't that the weak Omega who's marrying the Alpha this weekend?"
"I can't believe someone like her will be our Luna," her friend sneered.
Despite the negative talk surrounding our relationship, Christopher remained unfazed, fully accepting the mate bond. I never would have imagined that an Omega like me could win the heart of an Alpha and would be finally getting married to such a fine man. Finally arriving home, I was greeted by the overpowering stench of alcohol and cheap perfume.
"This is quite unusual," I thought as I traced the source of the smell. I discovered Christopher sprawled on the sofa, sleeping and snoring loudly. His hair was disheveled, his shirt tattered, and I noticed lipstick stains on his lips, neck, and shirt collar. Many thoughts ran across my mind. Even when I tried to shrug them off, I still thought of one thing which was the obvious.
"Christopher?" I called softly, gently tapping his shoulder.
He moaned, his eyes fluttering open. "What is it?" he groaned, his voice laced with exhaustion.
I sat beside him, my concern palpable. "Where have you been?" I asked, knowing he wasn't supposed to be at work that day. Unlike me, who was always needed at the hospital to care for the sick.
His eyes snapped open, a hint of defensiveness creeping in. "What kind of stupid question is that?" he barked, his tone sharper than expected. "Do you think I play at home? I'm tired and starving, so go prepare dinner before I change my mind."
But I didn't back down, not after seeing the noticeable proof before me. "Are you cheating on me?" I asked fearlessly, tears brimming in my eyes as I searched his face for answers.
"Cheating on you?" He laughed cruelly. "You're asking ridiculous questions nowadays. You know what? I've changed my mind. I'll go out and eat something instead."
I felt a sting from his words, but I tried to apologize, wiping away the tears that fell from my eyes. "I'm sorry... I think I've been overthinking lately."
But Christopher was unforgiving. "Well, thanks to your overthinking, I'll be staying outside. Sleep without me!" he yelled, his anger palpable as he struggled to stand.
He shed his jacket, throwing it to the floor, and staggered toward the door. But then he turned back, his expression twisted in a mix of anger and concern. "Oh, by the way, how's my brother?" he asked, his voice laced with a hint of concern. "I heard his diabetes kicked in again, and he even lost consciousness. I also heard you were the nurse in charge."
"What?" I asked, my eyebrows raised, but I knew it was true-except that witch, Mona, had taken over. "Well, he's fine," I could only hope.
"Good," he nodded. "I'll pay him a visit tomorrow morning."
Thinking of Mona briefly reminded me of the cheap perfume I had smelled on Christopher. Even the lipstick stains and hickeys on him brought to mind the redness of her lips that afternoon.
"Christopher?" I quickly called before he could open the door.
"What is it again, woman?" he asked impatiently.
My heart ached as I wondered why he was acting this way towards me. It was completely unfair and unlike him but I had to talk. He was going to be my husband and I couldn't deal with being quiet when I saw signs. It's better to speak than to regret later.
"Do you perhaps know a woman called Mona?" I asked slowly and calmly.
There was a brief silence before he cut in, "Who is that?" he asked.
I shook my head, muttering, "Never mind."
He then shut the door, slamming it loudly behind him. Letting out a deep sigh, I took my gaze down at my finger bearing the engagement ring, desperately hoping that my suspicions were unfounded.
***
"Wake up, Eva!" Christopher's angry voice jolted me awake at dusk. I had slept alone the night before, not thinking he'd actually follow through on his threat to stay outside.
"What?" I asked, my heart racing as I took in his furious expression. "What is it?"
"You killed my brother!" he yelled, his voice shaking with rage. "You said my brother survived! Why is he dead?"
"Excuse me?" I muttered, struggling to make sense of his words.
"I will kill you, Eva!" he barked, pinning me down on the bed and wrapping his hands around my neck. I whimpered in terror, desperately trying to escape his grip.
"Please," I choked out, tears streaming down my face, "let me explain!"
"No," he snapped, tightening his grip. "You don't deserve to explain. You deserve death."
His mother-my mother-in-law who had never liked me from the moment we met-entered the bedroom. Seeing the state of her son and me, she scoffed in disgust and fury. "I always knew she was up to no good. Even though she's a stupid Omega, I thought she was at least a competent nurse. You murderer! You killed my son!"
"No," I cried, shaking my head, "I'm innocent."
"Liar," she spat, then turned toward the door.
"I'm not lying," I whimpered, struggling to breathe.
"Come in!" she shouted, and the Alpha's well-built, husky guards entered the room.
"Take her away," she commanded, pointing at me.
"Hear me out!" I pleaded, tearfully.
Christopher finally released me at his mother's insistence. "Take her away, as my mother said!" he ordered, his voice loud and his chest heaving as he panted.
"No... no... don't do this to me, please," I pleaded, shaking my head. "You need to listen to me. I never even had the chance to treat him last night."
"Liar!" he spat, his eyes blazing with fury. "You're going back on your words. This is different from what you said last night."
I realized he was right, and my face fell. I was in deep trouble, and there seemed to be no way to escape it. Nobody would even vouch for me.
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"Say that again," he smirks, his hand gently grasping my jaw. "My dear husband," I manage to say, my voice barely a whisper as I struggle to meet his intense gaze. "Oh, I love it when you call me that," he murmurs, before claiming my parted lips in a searing kiss. His hands slide down my thighs, spreading my legs wider, and in one swift motion, he plunges his length inside me. *** Alice's world crumbles when she discovers her husband's affair with her step-sister. The betrayal cuts deeper when he leaves her for his mistress. Desperate to escape the pain, Alice gets involved in a reckless one-night stand with a mysterious stranger, an event that could lead to something even more dangerous.
"Enough!" Ethan cried out, his voice raw with emotion as tears streamed down his face. Fernando's hand pressed against his chest, pushing him forcefully against the wall. "What's the matter?" Fernando taunted, a cruel smirk playing at the corners of his mouth as he leaned in closer, his breath hot against Ethan's skin. "Do you think I have feelings for you?" he scoffed, his tone dripping with disdain. "Or perhaps you believe yourself to be a woman?" Ethan, overwhelmed with anger and despair, raises his gun to Fernando's face. Fernando, unperturbed by the threat, closes the distance between them and forcefully kisses Ethan, asserting dominance and control. *** After Ethan Clark's sister is allegedly killed by cold and arrogant billionaire Ferdinand Moore, Ethan is determined to seek justice and uncover the truth. He infiltrates Fernando's world as his bodyguard to unravel the mystery. As Ethan investigates deeper, he faces conflicting emotions and discovers a shocking secret that changes everything. This thrilling tale explores themes of revenge, romance, and redemption in a world where nothing is as it seems.
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Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
"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."
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart-divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance-not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life-one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is... Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.