A loveless marriage, a stone cold husband and a brutal arrogant man was what destiny brought before Ava Leon. Her marriage was an arranged mistake, she was his unwanted bride and he was her stone hearted husband. He treated her like a filth until he found a convenient reason to have her sent to prison. But something went wrong and the woman that stood before him few years later has same features to his late wife. She died, yes, he had her given a proper funeral and everyone mourned her death but another version of her just emerged. Who's this fellow, looking explicitly like his dead wife. Was she cloned or was she a twin that no one knows about? Ava Leon was dead and Aurora Blake has been reborn. Tables turn, personality merges with identity and when things ought to get easier, nah, it got tougher. The death of Ava Leon was not going to be spared by the birth of Aurora Blake. The former was a servant , the latter is an heiress. "On your knees, Adrian Lester!..."
Ava Leon closed her eyes painfully as she endured the torture he was given to her body. Tears ran down the sides of her eyes as she clutched the bedspread, to refrain herself from crying out.
It was supposed to be something blissful. It was supposed to make her happy that finally, her husband spared her a glance. He had decided to bed her after two years of a quiet wedding.
She was happy when he held her wrist and pulled her to himself. He held her tight and caressed her hair as he bent over and kissed her nape.
She didn't resist him. She was happy that he touched her. She was super excited that he kissed her nape and she anticipated that he would kiss her lips and that's exactly what he did.
He kissed her lips sweetly and she was happy. He didn't spare her time as he lifted her into the bed "I love you very much, more than my life" he mumbled drunkenly.
She willingly took in his breath, despite the smell of alcohol. His breath and the smell of alcohol intertwined as he kissed her sweetly and passionately.
She kissed him back sweetly. She was the happiest woman on earth at the moment. Finally, her two years of patiently waiting for him was going to pay off. He would bed her, give her his body and consummate their union.
Only then, can she know that she'd become his wife, both body and soul and not merely on paper with signature. She circled her hands around his neck and they remained in that position, kissing each other.
"Are you ready for me to take you?" Adrian asked, tipsily. He was drunk in every sense of the world and that's why he didn't know how Ava got him home.
She'd only helped him to his room and wanted to leave when this romantic session was ignited. Adrian Lester hardly gets drunk to this extent but somehow, that night was one of such rare moments when he gets drunk to stupor.
"Yeah, I'm ready for you," Ava replied. She'd been ready right from the day they got married. It's two years now and he's asking her if she's ready? Of course, she is.
The words had hardly left Ava's lips when she heard the noise of clothes shredding. Adrian became impatient as he hurriedly got through with it.
The last thing to be torn was her panties and Ava didn't resist him. She had been waiting for this for a long time now. Within seconds she was left nude as Adrian hurriedly unfastened his belt and his pants were off.
"I love you" he mumbled drunkenly as he kissed her again. She wished he wasn't drunk, those words would have sounded like heavenly music in her ears. She would have leaped and threw herself into his arms.
But alas he was drunk. Although she knows that drunkenness only brings out the content of the heart. It only means he was already in love with her.
Ava was still thinking so when she suddenly felt a sharp piercing pain between her legs, her flesh seemed torn and she bit down her lips painfully, holding herself back from screaming out.
She knows he'd made her a woman. The hymen is gone. The seal of her virginity has been broken and henceforth she'd become Adrian's woman alone.
This is her welcome introduction to womanhood and she's glad she gave it to the man she loved. She'd gradually nurtured her feelings for him and now, she can only say that she loves him.
But Adrian seemed not to notice anything as his thrust went in successively, giving her body no chance to adjust to his large P-sized guest that had just invaded her world.
She felt pain but took her mind away from it. It's worth it no matter how painful she felt at the moment. Eventually the pleasure and bliss of being one with her husband would overshadow the pain.
As Adrian plunging seemed to tear her apart and deeper, he moans sweetly, planting a kiss on her temple and thrusting her hard.
But Ava's happiness seemed short-lived as she suddenly heard him moans louder "I love you Lola, you're so tight and sweet. Ahhh...Lola..." Adrian moaned.
Lola!
Was he thinking of that woman? Did he take her to be his obsessed girlfriend? Was he using her body to satisfy his desire for her?
Ava felt her heart clenched in pain. His words earlier, were they meant for Lola? She thought he had finally decided to take a walk with her for the rest of their lives, but alas, it's all for Lola?
Her hands dropped to her sides and she clutched the bedspread in pain. The love making meant nothing to her anymore. The initial feeling of excitement was replaced with sadness.
He kept on thrusting her hard and kissing her. He was pleased and feeling satisfied but she was sobbing silently and wishing that he could just roll off her body and she would escape from his bed at once before he recognises that she's the one.
"I only love you, Lola, I swear to you..." he mumbled. He gave her boops a rough squeeze and kissed her sweetly.
Ava sniffled silently and her tears ran down the sides of her eyes uncontrollably. His touch was supposed to be magical and blissful to her body,but what she felt at the moment was irritation.
She's a substitute bed mate that night. She wasn't supposed to be in his bed, Lola was. But now, he tortures her for his addicted love.
She doesn't know how long he kept thrusting his cock into her but eventually she felt he gradually became gentle and pulled out of her to lay by her side.
He pulled her closer to himself and said "I love you Lola and my heart only beats for you.." he said and drifted off to sleep.
Ava glared at his cute face and glittering skin as she cleaned her tears and carefully stepped out of the bed. She was naked.
She felt the mid-section of her body was wet, so she needed to take care of it. Perhaps it's the remains of Adrian's semen but she isn't going to stay any moment more.
No one should see her in Adrian's room. He himself mustn't know she was bedded by him, otherwise, her days in the Lester family will get sour than it's always been.
She gathered her shredded clothes and covered her body as she gently opened the door and slipped out.
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Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...
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"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."