Omega Eliza Harrington has met a lot of her father's associates in the past, but the gorgeous, half Italian Alpha Romano Alessandro Visconti was the one to render her speechless. Eighteen months into their marriage, however, Romano has turned into ice. In a desperate attempt to escape a relationship that has now proven to be as passionate as it is cold and hateful, Eliza summons the courage to ask for a divorce. But before Romano grants her request, he demands something from her: an alpha heir. The stalemate they are stuck in sickens her. Never mind that Romano has yet to introduce her to the large family that means so much to him. Or that Eliza overhears her husband on the phone with a mystery woman. The most damning is that Eliza senses that Romano's callous attitude towards her involved behind-the-scenes machinations of Victor Harrington, her cruel father. From the depths of her anxiety, Eliza must seek an empowering truth about the husband who calls her, with such cold affection, his Tesoro, his beloved.
Eliza fell back onto the mattress, her body slick with perspiration and limp with pleasure. Spasms of her powerful release still violently racked her slender frame.
Her husband, Romano, had disentangled, detached, and distanced himself from her within seconds of their mutual orgasm and lay on his back beside him, his breathing heavy and ragged.
Eliza turned on her side to lovingly trace Romano's profile with her eyes, yearning to touch and caress the smooth and slightly tanned skin, but she knew her touch would be rebuked.
Romano's words, the ones he always said after his climax, still hovered in the air between them and still, after all these months, it hurt more than they should have.
"Give me a son, Eliza..."
With those five words, he killed the afterglow, destroyed the intimacy of the moment, and relegated the act into nothing more than a biological act for an heir.
After eighteen months of the same things, same words, Eliza had finally accepted that it would never change. It wasn't an abrupt realization. No, it was one that had been growing steadily since the very first time he'd said them.
But Eliza had her own five words. They were words that had been on the tip of her tongue for months and should have been spoken long before now. They were words that she could no longer swallow; no matter how much it hurt her to say them.
She sat up, naked, her body still trembling, and drew her knees to her chest. She wrapped her arms around her legs, pressed her cheek to her knees, and watched as Romano's breathing steadied and her own shaking subsided.
He lay spread-eagled, magnificently nude, his eyes shut, but she knew that he wasn't asleep. As usual he would take a few moments to compose himself before heading for the shower, where she always imagined him frantically scrubbing her scent and touch from his bronzed skin.
Eliza could no longer contain the words, and they spilled from her lips in desperate earnestness.
"I want a divorce, Romano."
Romano tensed. Every single muscle in his body went as tight as a coiled spring before he turned his head to meet his stare. His eyes were hooded, and his upper lip curled mockingly.
"But I thought you loved me, Eliza," he taunted with exquisite cruelty, and Eliza closed her eyes, trying to mask the pain that his words caused her. When she was sure she had her emotions under control, she opened her eyes.
"Not anymore." She hoped the lie sounded convincing.
"Hmmm..." Romano purred. "What happened to 'I'll love you forever, Alpha'?"
"Things change," he whispered.
"What things?" Romano rolled onto his side and propped himself up onto his elbow, resting his head on his hand. He looked so much like a spartan gladiator in repose that her throat went dry with desire.
Eliza swallowed painfully.
"F-feelings change..." she stuttered. Again Romano gave that husky purr of agreement, but Eliza wasn't fooled by his relaxed posture; he was as tense as a coiled snake.
"I...I've changed..."
"You look no different," he said, his voice still terrifyingly tender. "Still the same omega I married. The one who claimed to love me so much she couldn't live without me. The one whose daddy made sure she got exactly what she wanted..."
And that was when Romano struck, without moving, without so much as changing his voice.
"The same timid little omega who can't even give me the only thing I've ever wanted from this pathetic excuse for a marriage." Eliza flinched but she refused to divert her eyes.
"All the more reason for a divorce." Eliza tried for blasé but failed miserably.
"Maybe for you." Romano shrugged. "But I told you from the very beginning, cara, there would be no easy way out of this marriage. Not until I get what I want from you, and that day looks to be a long way off!. Unfortunately, as cliché as it may seem, you've made this bed and now we both have to lie in it!"
"I can't live like this anymore." Eliza buried her face in her knees and fought to keep the tears at bay.
"Neither of us has much choice..." The alpha sat up and stretched languidly before getting up to walk to the en-suite bathroom.
Eliza heard the shower start moments later and took a few seconds to compose herself before swiping the hot tears from her face with the backs of her hands.
She dragged on a gauzy peignoir and headed toward the kitchen to fix a drink of hot milk and honey. It was a concoction her mother used to make for her when she was a little girl, and she hoped that the comforting beverage would soothe her ragged nerves.
The familiar task of preparing the drink calmed her down significantly, and she had just eased onto a bar stool and taken her first sip when she felt the alpha's presence behind her.
The hairs on the nape of her neck stood on end, and his hands started shaking again.
"You must be cold in only that skimpy little thing you're wearing," Romano observed idly, heading to the fridge for a carton of orange juice.
His short black hair was damp and standing up in tuffs where he had carelessly towel-dried it after his shower.
He wore nothing but a pair of black boxer shorts. He looked as gorgeous as always, and Eliza hated him more than ever for that masculine perfection.
"I'm fine." Eliza got up abruptly and headed toward the sink to rinse her mug, but Romano grabbed her elbow to halt her movement. She tensed, shocked by the touch...Romano never touched her outside of the bedroom. In the eighteen months they had been married, married not boned, this was the first time that she could recall the alpha touching her without it being a precursor to s*x. Romano leaned closer to her and lowered his lips to her ear. She felt his hot breath on the side of her face before he spoke.
"There'll be no more talk of divorce, Eliza...ever," the alpha told her with a sickening air of finality.
"You can't stop me from divorcing you, Romano," she responded bravely.
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She looks delightful," the alpha's voice dropped a note, making Anastasia flustered. She finally deflected her gaze away from the alpha . The alpha's face still looked angry, yet his words suggested he wasn't. Does he just never look happy? "We found her, our mate." "8 fucking years," the other alpha hummed. "We waited for you for 8 years. Now that you are finally in front of us, I can see why. Perfection cannot be rushed and there is no omega like you." "Perfect," the other repeated back, face still buried in her scent gland. Anastasia only ever wanted to feel safe. She got more than he bargained for when he ran away from his cruel father and even crueler intended mate her father sold her to
Isabella and Jaxon are arranged to marry by their families in a world where only a handful find their soulmates and alphas are the only ones who detect the soul bond and even fewer of them get to be with their mates. Only Jaxson is capable of feeling. Will he be able to make his soulmate fall in love with him as he has with her?
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The dream of everyone with regards to marriage is to be able to find that special someone and settle down with them. Even arranged marriages grant you an opportunity to meet your partner briefly before the wedding. How will you feel about waking up in the morning with someone sleeping next to you who is not just anyone but your legally married partner yet with no memory of how that had happened in just a few hours of going out the previous day? This is the story of Jason Haward and Julia Harrison, two strangers trapped in a marriage they never planned. The quest to find out why led to the unfolding of a mystery which made them realize they are both living a lie. To find out more, read this amazing story of love, betrayal, revenge and murder.
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
On her 18th birthday, Ayra is sold to Alpha Evon, one of the most ruthless Alphas in town, by her stepfather, Victor. Introduced to a brutal world where women are treated as mere possessions, her only hope of freedom is to bear Evon a male heir. But in the midst of her suffering, Ayra uncovers a startling truth: Evon is her fated mate, though he remains oblivious to their bond. Over time, Ayra's feelings for Evon begin to shift, softening her resolve to escape. Just when she starts reconsidering her plans, a devastating incident shatters her completely, forcing her to flee the mansion. Yet her journey is far from over. Ayra soon finds herself in a new life, rescued by Leo and Luca, the twin Alphas of the Golden Breed Pack. As she navigates this new world, Ayra learns that these twins are her second chance mates, presenting her with an impossible choice. With a child on the way from her first mate, Alpha Evon, and a decision to make between the rival twins, Ayra must choose her destiny and the future of her heart.
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P-please, I beg you. Come let's go tell Christian I had no hand in whatever happened, p-please." I clutched the lapel of his jacket desperately. "Let's go. You need to tell my husband you were paid." "Young lady, you're harassing me." His tone was cold and his stare granite. But I could care less. "You harassed me first! You had sex with me without my consent, my husband knows and now I'm pregnant with this child he doesn't want. You ruined my marriage! I-I hate you!" ************************************ Caught by her husband with another man on their matrimonial bed the morning after her birthday, Hailey Codza could not defend herself. As though it's not enough, she gets pregnant. Her enraged husband decides to pay her back for her infidelity by having an affair with his ex-girlfriend - Denise Kellers, the family Hailey never knew she had. Losing her family's wealth and company to her husband and his ex (now girlfriend), she is devastated, homeless and penniless as all her credit cards are blocked by her husband. She sees the man who is responsible for her pregnancy. The man she has no idea how he'd found his way to her matrimonial bed - Jared Johnson. Jared is annoyed when this strange woman disrupts his meeting and accuses him of ruining her life, marriage and impregnating her. It affects his business deals and having no choice, he marries her to calm the public whilst engaged to someone else. But he loathes her and allows his family treats her badly. Hailey who has fallen in love with Jared is broken when she can no longer take the humiliation. She signs the divorce papers and leaves, only to arrive six years later to the country as a self-made, secret billionaire and a mother of twins. Now her two ex-husbands are begging to have her back...