After getting married, Charles and I were always at odds until one day, my best friend arranged for me to have a "white delivery," and I finally experienced the ultimate pleasure of being a woman...
My husband, Charles Green, was a quick finisher, leaving me in a state of unfulfilled marriage since our wedding.
Until one day, my best friend arranged a special "delivery" for me, and the delivery guy turned out to be a well-endowed French guy.
Later, Charles finally regained his libido, surprisingly because of a video of me and the French delivery guy.
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My name was Cathy Green, and I was a newlywed.
Everyone saw Charles as a tall, handsome, and successful gentleman-a perfect husband. But only I knew the disadvantage beneath this perfect facade.
Deep down, I was a conservative woman who couldn't accept premarital sex. Thankfully, Charles respected that before we got married. However, on our wedding night, this tall and vigorous man turned out to be a quick finisher, shattering all my romantic fantasies about love.
At the prime of my life, I hadn't tested the waters before marriage, but now he only ignited the fire without putting it out, leaving me in a constant state of frustration and depression.
Until today, according to what Charles said, a friends of his was coming over for a visit. He asked me to prepare.
I had moved to Charles's city that I was not familiar with, and had few friends here. To leave a good impression, I took extra care in dressing up.
As I was tidying up, the doorbell rang.
Opening the door, I was surprised to see our high school classmate, Lilliana Simpson.
Back in school, she was quite the celebrity-outgoing and passionate, living in the moment with a string of boyfriends. I heard she became a flight attendant and never lacked male company.
I used to look down on her for being so lusty, but now I envied her. At least she didn't live in a state of unfulfilled marriage like me, feeling utterly frustrated.
"Long time no see, how have you been?" Lilliana greeted me with a bright smile.
She seemed even more beautiful, glowing as if time had been kind to her, unlike me, whose skin had dulled since marriage, with makeup barely masking my fatigue.
Just as I was about to respond, a towering figure appeared behind Lilliana, startling me into taking a few steps back.
"Cathy, you're still so easily scared, haha..."
Lilliana laughed. "Bonjour," said the tall man. Hearing that, I realized that it was a French guy!
He must have been over six feet tall, with a powerful build.
The petite Lilliana standing beside him presented a sharp contrast in height, which was so striking that just this visual impact made my whole body burn with a strange impulse.
Noticing their intimate demeanor, I tentatively asked, "Is he... your boyfriend?"
Lilliana looked at the French guy and replied, "Sort of."
As they exchanged glances, the French guy couldn't wait a second longer and pulled Lilliana into a kiss.
Are all Frenchmen this straightforward?
I stood awkwardly on the side, unsure of what to do, watching the scene unfold.
The French guy's large hand pressed against Lilliana's back, as if trying to engulf her, and the changes in his lower part were impossible to ignore.
Lilliana closed her eyes, lost in the moment, occasionally making soft, pleasurable sounds.
My face flushed with embarrassment.
Seeing the French guy's hand about to slip under Lilliana's clothes, I had to interrupt them with a cough, "Ahem." If not, I worried they'd give me a live show right there in the hallway.
I invited them into the living room, fulfilling my hostess duties by making tea.
Lilliana, being a flight attendant, had a great command of French. As she was chatting fluently with his boyfriend, I listened to their conversation, not understanding a word.
But I could feel him stealing glances at me, his gaze filled with mischief.
Perhaps it was the long-suppressed hormones, but feeling his eyes on me, I couldn't help but feel a thrill, unconsciously adjusting my hair to reveal my neck.
Realizing what I was doing, I was struck by a strong sense of moral guilt. I had been married-I couldn't betray Charles.
Torn between my marital vows and the unexpected thrill of attention, Lilliana suddenly received a call and said she had to leave for something urgent.
Before I could persuade her to stay, she hurried out, leaving me alone with her boyfriend in the living room.
The atmosphere was awkward until the French guy spoke first, "Hello, I'm Maurice. Nice to meet you."
I looked up in surprise, "You speak English?" "I've been in the U.S for three years," Maurice chuckled.
"I've been living in U.S for three years," he then added, "You're really gorgeous."
His sudden compliment left me flustered, unsure of what to respond.
"It's hot," Maurice suddenly muttered.
I was about to suggest turning on the air conditioning when I heard the rustle of fabric.
Looking up, Maurice had already taken off his shirt, revealing his bare upper body.
His well-defined muscles were mesmerizing, and the air was thick with a masculine scent that made my face burn.
I forced myself not to look, but Maurice sat down right next to me!
He was so close, and I could feel the heat from his body.
Soon, I was sweating too, feeling restless.
But Maurice added fuel to the fire.
He leaned in, his lips almost touching my chin, pointing at my collarbone, "You have a mole here, it's really sexy."
The warmth of his breath on my sensitive neck made my mind go blank, my body tingling as if ants were crawling all over me.
Before I could regain my senses, Maurice tugged at his pants, revealing his abdomen, "I have a mole here too. We have a saying in French, c'est la vie. Do you think life want us to be here alone now?"
My mole was on my collarbone, his on his abdomen, he took my hand and placed it on his mole.
My slender hand stood out against his firm muscles, and the novel sensation made me reluctant to pull away.
Five years ago, he upped and left his wife without informing her. He had always felt unworthy. As a result, he decided to go and become a better man. It took him five whole years of daily hard work. When he was satisfied, he returned as a powerful and honorable man. He intended to start a family with his wife. But he got back to meet the greatest shocker of his life. He actually had a daughter!
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”
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. .
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...
Blurb: Nina Morrison's life is a relentless struggle, torn between caring for her bedridden father and enduring her stepfamily's cruelty. But her world is shattered when a near-fatal encounter with Lucien Gray-the ruthless, untouchable head of a global consortium-pulls her into a nightmare of possession. Lucien is captivated by Nina's fiery defiance, determined to possess her at any cost. But Nina's will to rebuild herself is stronger than his obsession. As their paths collide, desire and revenge intertwine, forcing them to confront the darkness within themselves. Can Nina reclaim her life? Will Lucien's obsession destroy them both, or will they truly fall in love and live happily ever after?
Kara Martin was known as Miss Perfect. She was a beauty with good personality and successful career. Unfortunately, her life changed at one night. She was accused of adultery, losing her job, and abandoned by her fiance. The arrogant man who slept with her did not want to take responsibility. He even threatened to kill her if they met again. What's worse, Kara was pregnant with twins and she chose to give birth to them. Four and a half years later, Kara returned to work at a large company. As the secretary, she would frequently face their notorious CEO. Kara thought it wouldn't be a problem, but as it turned out ... the CEO was the father of the twins!