"When are we getting divorced?" "Alliance cannot be terminated easily. You are too willful." After three years of marriage, Sophia Taylor could count on her fingers the number of times she had seen her husband. She had really had enough! That night, she encountered a mysterious masked and handsome man in a luxury club. "You made me feel good last night. Here's your tip!" Sophia took the man's belt and stuffed the check into his underwear. Anyway, the man was much better than her damn husband, Benjamin Taylor! To hell with the marriage! Sophia threw the divorce agreement at Benjamin, but he just smiled and embraced her, "Honey, haven't I made you feel good all these days?"
Sophia Taylor lay gasping on the pillow, her fair back covered in hickeys and her hair disheveled.
Click.
The sound of a zipper being pulled and a belt being buckled could be heard.
Sophia raised herself on her elbow and beckoned the man, her face adorned with a white lace mask.
"Come here."
She fumbled for her wedding ring on the bedside table, put it back on her ring finger, and picked up her checkbook.
The man put on his shirt and hurried to the bed.
Sophia tore a check out, looking up proudly at the familiar yet strange man before her.
The man wore a black mask, which covered the lower half of his face, revealing his sharp jawline and thin and luscious lips.
He looked quite like her damn husband.
Sophia's gaze slid downwards - smooth chest muscles, a defined six-pack, and a faintly visible Adonis belt...
Sophia reached out, intending to touch the man's enticing abs, but the man stepped back, avoiding her hand.
He resisted her touch? After all they had done, what was there to be shy about?
She recalled the way he had pinned her down on the bed and ravaged her last night.
His movements were skilled, arousing, and varied.
Indeed, making love was satisfying.
"Don't you speak?" Sophia asked.
The man looked down at her fair skin. She was half-naked under a burgundy thin blanket, her chest half-exposed.
His dark eyes held a cold and desirous depth as he nodded slightly.
So, he was mute...
No wonder she hadn't heard him make any sounds other than gasps last night.
It was disappointing, but on second thought, she felt a man good in bed and unable to speak was even better.
He wouldn't cause trouble for her.
Sophia took the man's belt and stuffed the check into his underwear.
"You made me feel good last night. Here's your tip."
The man gasped as he grabbed her hand.
This crazy woman was still not satisfied after last night...
He stared at Sophia.
Her lips, fiery red, slightly parted to reveal her pearly white teeth. She gave a satisfying smile like a soul-enchanting demoness.
"I look forward to your next performance."
Oakleaf Estates.
"Madam, dinner is ready."
Sophia was getting ready to dine when the door opened.
"Sir, you're back."
"Hm."
Benjamin Taylor took off his well-tailored suit, its white shirt meticulously buttoned to the top.
He strode into the dining room and took a seat opposite Sophia.
Sophia observed her husband, whom she hadn't seen in a week.
Benjamin was a self-made wealthy man in Pinecrest, who, in just five years, rose from an ordinary office worker to a top figure in the internet finance world, thanks to his extraordinary intelligence, long-term vision, and ruthless methods.
Three years ago, he married her, aiming to take his business to the next level.
Right, a loveless political marriage.
Benjamin lifted his eyelids to meet the gaze of the woman sizing him up across the table, his eyes sharp.
Sophia met his gaze unflinchingly.
It wasn't a dining table but a battlefield, where they fought with their eyes.
Sophia had to admit that Benjamin was indeed good-looking.
Sharp jawline, exquisite eyes, aloof demeanor, and a prideful arrogance akin to a king from medieval times.
Everything about this man was perfect, except he was a heartless scoundrel.
Sophia pursed her lips. Thinking of her escapade last night, she felt a vindictive pleasure.
However, why had he suddenly returned home tonight?
In their three years of marriage, the times Benjamin had alone with her were few and far between, with virtually no instances of them dining together.
Could he know about her infidelity last night, hence his return to confront her?
The Marine Paradise Club was the most luxurious and high-end club in Pinecrest with top-notch confidentiality. What happened there wouldn't leak in any case. How could Benjamin possibly know?
Sophia stopped guessing and went straight to the point, "Why did you come back tonight?"
"Don't you want me to have dinner with you?"
Benjamin loosened the top button of his collar and asked indifferently, his presence dominating.
Sophia frowned.
What did he mean?
They never got along, and he never came back for dinner. Why would she want to have dinner with him?
Not wanting to argue, Sophia gave a docile smile, "Of course I do. It's boring to eat alone."
Benjamin scoffed, "I thought you had a good time."
Sophia became alert at Benjamin's words.
"What do you mean by that?"
Benjamin picked up the glass from the table and gently swirled the wine with a meaningful smile on his thin lips as if toying with a bird trapped in a cage.
"Did you have fun with that man last night?"
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
My boyfriend called, "Baby!" as he jumped out of bed and scrambled to pull his pants off the ground. "Please, I can explain my love." Shutting my eyes, I inhaled deeply and tried not to cry when I realized that my dream of the man not being my boyfriend had been dashed. "What?" I asked, "What do you want to explain?" How did you lie about having a business meeting while you were in bed enjoying yourself with my best friend, even though I told you I was in serious pain, is that it?" I stood there, my heart pounding, and tears streaming down my face...