They were heartbroken, they were drunk, and they spent the night together. And something out of control happens. *** But the young billionaire wasn't a bastard who shirked responsibility for the baby she was carrying. "I will marry you, and fulfill all my duties as this baby's biological father." "But, don't ever force me or expect more....because I can never love you."
"I'm Dante, who booked the president's suite earlier."
"Here's the key, sir. Our concierge will take you to your room."
"Thank you," Dante panted from the exhaustion of carrying the girl lying limp on his chest.
"This girl is so heavy, like a hippo," Dante complained.
"Do you need any help, sir?" the concierge volunteered.
"No, thank you," Dante said hoarsely as his throat felt like it was on fire from too much liquor.
A few seconds later, the elevator stopped at the top floor of the five-star hotel building.
"Please," the concierge said and helped Dante open the door to his room.
"Do you need any other assistance?"
"I don't think so, thank you," Dante, with difficulty, closed the door to the president's room. With unsteady, staggering steps, he went to the bedroom, laying her down on the soft, white-sheeted bed.
"What a hassle!" Dante complained again as he was about to leave after successfully landing that girl's body on the bed smoothly.
However, suddenly, she pulled him.
"Jerry, don't go!" Dante turned his head.
Jerry??? Who is Jerry??
"I'm not Jerry!" Dante retorted and tried to break her tight grip on his arm.
"Jerry, don't leave me!" that girl pleaded like crazy to Dante, who also felt a heavy dizziness in his head.
"I-" she stood up and got off the bed, but one hand held Dante's arm tightly.
"I'll give my body to you, Jerry, just like you asked," she said as she pressed against Dante's.
With both hands grasping her shoulders tightly, he pushed her away.
"You've gone crazy, Miss. Let go of me; I need to check on someone," he began.
"Please don't do anything rash or... or..." he struggled to remember.
"Or I-"
But that girl landed a kiss on Dante's lips without permission, without Dante being able to avoid it. When she pulled back a minute later, her eyes seemed to glow even more brightly, and her skin also looked slightly paler.
"Kiss me..." she pleaded.
"Please let go of me, Miss," Dante whispered shakily. The light within her eyes intensified until it looked like she was burning alive.
"Please fuck me, Jerry," she pleaded.
"You can fuck me as long as you did not marry that whore! Don't leave me, Jerry!"
"I am not Jerry!" Dante said sternly.
"I love you so much, Jerry!"
She screamed as if in rage, and Dante could feel the deep disappointment when he heard the wounded cry that escaped her lips.
"I'm not Jerry, and I'm not going to fuck you..."
"Do you hear me?!" Dante screamed.
"You have to do it now, Jerry; I'm leaving this to you," she slipped off her blouse and pulled Dante gently into her arms.
He fell onto the bed, lay down, and she began kissing him feverishly. She wrapped her arms around him tightly. The kisses got so hot that Dante could hardly breathe.
Dante, who is also very drunk, finds it hard to contain the adrenaline and the desire that wells up inside him to do what he shouldn't be doing.
He welcomes her and responds like a man aroused by her kisses and moans.
He starts to kiss that girl wildly while she bites his bottom lip roughly. She is intoxicated. Dante's breathing becomes heavier.
Suddenly, she breaks the kiss, and she smiles evilly as she looks down at Dante.
"We're not done yet, are we, Jerry~" she purred softly and ran her hand through his hair.
She kissed him again. This time, Dante didn't pull himself out of it as if a magnetic force compelled him to return to her sweet mouth. She tasted like strawberry ice cream mixed with alcohol.
He couldn't believe how intoxicating it was, as if someone had injected opium into his bloodstream. It was all-consuming and addicting.
***
The sun shone through the slits in the open curtains. Dante, with a heavy head, a queasy stomach, and an exhausted body, tried to open his eyes. His vision was blurred. He couldn't see clearly.
"Was it a dream? No, it had happened!" He remembered her.
He remembered the feeling of passion, of complete satisfaction.
He recalled that girl's warm body lying under him, how good everything smelled... And then... Oh yes, he recalled.
The girl had given herself to him willingly.
"B-but where is the girl now? Did she disappear?"
"What if...?"
He sat up in bed, groggily rubbing his eyes. Looking around the room, it was empty. It was morning already. Dante exited the bed and walked slowly to the bathroom to check if she was there, but no one was there.
He returned to the room and accidentally looked at the white sheets covering the hotel bed. There were visible bloodstains on them, contrasting with the color of the sheets.
"Blood?"
"What?"
"Is she still a virgin?"
"Oh God, what have I done?!"
At that moment, at that very second, Dante conceded that he was now in big trouble.
"Oh, shit!" he yelled, frustrated.
"You have to marry me-" "I don't want to!" "Hey, hey, hey, Miss Anya Smith, this is not an offer but an order!" "I don't care, you can order your other maid to be your wife!" "I don't want another maid. I just want you!" *** Anya Smith finds herself in a dire situation when she loses her job and she has no choice but to move in with her alcoholic father. Until her father used her to pay all his debts. He sold her to the brothel, but a mysterious guy saved her, it turns out that he is the future heir of DX. Corporation, Xavier Dimitry. To repay all his kindness, he forces Anya into a contract marriage to secure his position as the main heir to the family fortune. However, fate seems to be playing tricks on her as Xavier, slowly falls in love with her. Xavier becomes possessive, especially after learning of that Anya fell in love with his older brother, Noah Dmitry. Will Anya be able to be with Noah? Or will she fall in love with Xavier, the man she hates with all her heart?
It took only a second for a person's world to come crashing down. This was what happened in Hannah's case. For four years, she gave her husband her all, but one day, he said emotionlessly, "Let's get divorced." Hannah's heart broke into a million pieces as she signed the divorce papers, marking the end of her role as a devoted wife. Within Hannah, a strong woman awakened, vowing never to be beholden to any man again. Embracing her new life, she embarked on a journey to find herself and command her own destiny. By the time she returned, she had experienced so much growth and was now completely different from the docile wife everyone once knew. "Is this your latest trick to get my attention?" Hannah's ever-so-arrogant husband asked. Before she could retort, a handsome and domineering CEO pulled her into his embrace. He smiled down at her and said boldly to her ex, "Just a little heads-up, mister. This is my beloved wife. Keep off!"
The night before her engagement, Valerie was tricked by her boyfriend and stepsister into spending the night with a stranger. After the night together, the man vanished. Later, her boyfriend accused her of cheating, revealing his affair with her stepsister. Pressured by her father, Valerie married an unconscious man in place of her stepsister. Valerie exposed the scheme, sabotaged her father's ambitions, and transformed herself. When her husband woke and chased her to the airport, she calmly refused him, saying, "It's over between us." He held her firmly. "You married me, so you must commit."
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..."Â But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
The Billionaire Betrayed Wife follows Rachael Morgan, an orphan whose search for love leads her into the ruthless world of the Blackwood family. Betrayed by her husband and tormented by her adoptive sister, Rachael's life spirals into chaos when she's cast out and left to survive on the streets, pregnant and alone. Just when all hope seems lost, a mysterious savior from her past rescues her, giving her the chance to heal and rebuild. Years later, she returns stronger, armed with a fierce desire for revenge. With her son by her side, Rachael will stop at nothing to destroy those who shattered her trust-even if it means risking everything to reclaim her life and her power.
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
RATED 18+ (WARNING) - EXPLICIT SCENES. "Strip for me" the beastly alpha called, his voice echoed from his dark cell, causing a shiver to go down her body. She couldn't fight the way her body reacts to him. Her nipples harden from his touch. "I can smell your wetness omega" he mutters, his hands tracing under her skirt till he feels up her wet jeweled folds, causing a hiss from her lips as his fingers push in. He whispers to he ears, a voice filled the dangerous promise "you are mine" .******. Elise Aldermen is the daughter of the Silvernight Pack's chief alpha. She has waited her whole life for her marriage ceremony, hoping it would be the best day of her life. However, she gets the shock of a lifetime when her betrothed coldly rejects her and makes her a slave after finding out her true origins, even though they were already bound. Not Not only is she claimed to be a bastard on her mating day, but she is also disowned and rejected by her pack and mate. Elise's life turns into a nightmare as she is thrown into the dungeons as the cruel alpha's slave, only to be handed off to his greatest beastly champion, who dwells in the dark cells. Elise soon discovers that the beast she is now forced to be marked and bound to is more than a monster; this beastly alpha could also be her fated mate.