"Professor, slow down," Adeline moaned, but Sebastian's thrusts intensified. "Don't call me Professor," he whispered his breath hot against her ear. "Call me Daddy, Adeline." Adeline Emerson, a beautiful and intelligent college student, falls deeply in love with her History professor, Sebastian Wellesley. Their secret affair is complicated by their social differences and Sebastian's position as her professor. When Adeline becomes pregnant, her influential family demands she abort the child to protect their reputation. Torn between loyalty and love, Adeline agrees to abort, shattering Sebastian's dreams of marriage and family. However, he convinces her to carry the pregnancy to term, and with her brother Benjamin's help, she gives birth to a baby boy. Adeline gives the child to Sebastian, who raises him as a single father. Six years later, Adeline's force her to marry his friend's son , and she joins the family business, Emerson Industries. Avery Wellesley, Sebastian's sister, becomes Benjamin's assistant, reconnecting Adeline to Sebastian's life. When Adeline meets her son Adam for the first time, her emotions overwhelm her, and she wants him back. Sebastian, however, has moved on, dedicating his life to their child. He refuses to give Adeline custody, citing her initial willingness to abort their child. Adeline must confront her past mistakes and fight for her son's love and acceptance. Will she be able to redeem herself and reclaim her chance at happiness?
Adeline Emerson walked into the packed lecture hall, her bright green eyes scanning the room for an empty seat. She spotted one near the back and hastened towards it, her long, curly red hair bouncing with each step.
She settled in, Professor Sebastian Wellesley stepped onto the stage, his commanding presence drawing everyone's attention. His chiseled features and piercing hazel eyes seemed chiseled from granite, exuding confidence and authority.
"Welcome, students, to History 301," he began, his deep voice resonating through the hall. "Today, we'll explore the American Revolution's impact on modern society."
Adeline pulled out her notebook and pen, her gaze drifting to Professor Wellesley's hands as he wrote on the blackboard. Strong, capable hands that seemed to hold the weight of history itself.
She felt a flutter in her chest, which she quickly dismissed as academic admiration. After all, Professor Wellesley was her instructor, and she was here to learn.
As the lecture progressed, Adeline found herself captivated by Sebastian's passion for history and his ability to weave complex narratives into compelling stories. She couldn't help but steal glances at him, noticing the way his black hair curled slightly at the nape of his neck.
When the lecture concluded, Adeline joined the throng of students streaming out of the hall. As she reached the door, she felt a gentle tap on her shoulder.
"Miss Emerson, may I have a word with you?" Professor Wellesley's voice sent shivers down her spine.
Adeline turned, her heart racing, and met his piercing gaze. "Of course, Professor."
Their eyes locked for a fleeting moment, and Adeline sensed an unspoken connection, like the spark of a match waiting to ignite.
Adeline followed Professor Wellesley to his office, her heart racing with anticipation. What could he possibly want to discuss with her?
As they entered the cozy space filled with shelves of dusty history books, Sebastian gestured for her to take a seat in front of his desk. Adeline sat down, her eyes wandering to the framed photographs of historical landmarks and figures.
Sebastian settled into his leather chair, steeling his fingers together. "Miss Emerson, I've reviewed your coursework and exam results. Your grasp of historical context and analytical thinking is impressive."
Adeline's cheeks warmed at the praise. "Thank you, Professor."
"I'm leading a research project on the American Heritage," Sebastian explained, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. "I'll be conducting field research in historic sites along the East Coast. I'd like you to join me as my research assistant."
Adeline's breath caught. Spend time with Professor Wellesley, traveling to historic sites? It was a dream come true.
"Why me, Professor?" she asked, trying to sound calm despite her racing thoughts.
"You're my top student, Adeline. Your insights will be invaluable. Plus, this experience will provide you with hands-on research experience, perfect for graduate school or a career in history."
Adeline's mind whirled. She couldn't resist the opportunity to work closely with Sebastian, explore historic sites, and enhance her academic resume.
"When do we leave?" she asked, trying to contain her excitement.
Sebastian smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "We'll depart next Friday. I'll provide all the details, but I warn you, it'll be an intense schedule."
Adeline nodded eagerly. "I'm ready, Professor."
Sebastian leaned forward, his voice taking on a more personal tone. "Call me Sebastian, Adeline. We'll be working closely together. Formalities will only hinder our progress."
Adeline's heart skipped a beat. First-name basis? This was getting better by the minute.
"I'll make sure to pack accordingly," she said, trying to sound professional despite her fluttering pulse.
Sebastian handed her a folder filled with itinerary details and research objectives. Their fingers touched briefly as she accepted the folder, sending shivers down her spine.
Adeline left the office, she couldn't shake off the feeling that this research project would change her life in ways she couldn't yet imagine.
Adeline departed, Sebastian leaned back in his chair, a subtle smile spreading across his face. He couldn't help but admire her intellect, work ethic, and captivating presence.
Sebastian thought to himself.
She has no idea, does she? The way her eyes light up when discussing history, the way her hair curls slightly at the nape of her neck... I've tried to ignore it, but it's impossible. Adeline Emerson has captivated me.
Just then, his sister and student, Avery Wellesley, walked into the office, dropping her backpack onto the floor.
"Hey, Professor-brother," Avery said with a grin, "I saw Adeline leaving your office. What's going on?"
Sebastian raised an eyebrow. "Just discussing the research project, Avery. You know I've chosen her as my assistant."
Avery nodded, taking a seat in front of the desk. "Smart choice. She's brilliant. But I've seen the way you look at her, Sebastian."
Sebastian's expression turned stern. "Avery, focus on your coursework, not my personal life."
Avery chuckled. "Can't help it, bro. You're not exactly subtle. Besides, I've had Adeline in my study group. She's amazing. You two would make a great team-academically and... otherwise."
Sebastian's eyes narrowed, warning Avery to tread carefully.
"Avery, don't complicate things. This is a professional arrangement."
Avery held up her hands. "Got it, got it. But remember, I'm your sister and student. I know you too well, Sebastian."
With a knowing smile, Avery gathered her belongings and left, leaving Sebastian to ponder his feelings and the blurred lines between professional and personal relationships.
Avery leaned against the doorframe. "Hey, Sebastian, want to grab lunch together? I need to discuss my paper."
Sebastian shook his head. "Can't, Avery. I need to finalize arrangements for the research trip."
Avery raised an eyebrow. "Adeline-related plans?"
Sebastian's expression remained neutral: "Just logistics, Avery. Hotel bookings, itinerary, that sort of thing."
Avery chuckled knowingly, "Sure, bro. Keep telling yourself that."
Sebastian shot her a warning glance, "Avery, focus on your studies, not my personal life."
Avery shrugged, "Fine, but you're missing out on pizza and my brilliant insights."
With a smile, Avery left, leaving Sebastian to his preparations.
Sebastian returned to his paperwork, his mind drifting to Adeline and the upcoming trip. He couldn't deny the excitement brewing within him.
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Gage's lips crashed down on Nicole's, their tongues tangling in a passionate kiss. As they kissed, Nicole pulled back slightly, her eyes locked onto Gage's. "We neither want to be in a relationship nor can suppress our needs," she whispered, her lips brushing against Gage's. Gage's eyes burned with intensity, his lips curling into a smile. "So what do you propose?" he asked, his voice low and husky. Nicole's smile grew wider, and she leaned in closer, her lips touching Gage's. "Friends with benefits, just sex without any relationship boundaries." Gage's eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't pull back. Instead, he deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring Nicole's mouth. "Seriously?" he whispered, his lips brushing against Nicole's. Nicole nodded, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Yes, seriously." As they kissed, Gage's hands roamed over Nicole's body, his fingers tracing the contours of her curves. Nicole's hands were just as busy, her fingers exploring Gage's chest and abs. "I like your lips," Gage whispered, his lips brushing against Nicole's. Nicole smiled, her eyes locked onto Gage's. "I like your eyes." Gage's gaze roamed over Nicole's body, his eyes lingering on her breasts. "Your breasts," he whispered, his voice low and sensual. Nicole's smile grew wider, and she leaned in closer, her lips touching Gage's. "Your wide chest, and abs too." As they kissed, Nicole pulled back slightly, her eyes locked onto Gage's. "There are some rules, though," she whispered. As they kissed, Nicole pulled back slightly, her eyes locked onto Gage's. "What if we fall in love?" she whispered. Gage's smile faltered, and he looked at Nicole, his eyes searching. Nicole's expression turned serious, her eyes locked onto Gage's. "It can't happen," she whispered. "If it happens, then one will not force the other." "I'm in," he whispered.
This story is about Rafael King who is a Mafia King and a simple girl Eva Rogers, He is a heartless and cruel man and she is a simple, innocent and caring girl for whom her responsibilities are everything. How after an accidental meeting and spending an evening together in Paris, the Mafia King becomes obsessed with the innocent girl, and wants to keep her with him forever, at any cost. Will she also fall for him that much hard the way he adore her. But what will happen when Rafael's family wants to take Eva's life, will he be able to save Eva and keep his promise? When Eva discovers the truth about Rafael King had a 5-year-old daughter and an obsessed wife
Lucas's eyes blazed with fury, his gaze fixed on Victor. "No Smith will ever bow to a Blackwood." "Should I consider this the beginning of a war?" Victor asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Ethan Smith's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in frustration. "What are you talking about, Blackwood?" Julian Smith stepped forward, his voice calm and measured. "Wait, our fathers had decided that to maintain peace between our families, our only sister, Ivy, should be married to Victor. We must think about our business and reputation, so this agreement will continue." Lucas Smith's face twisted in disgust. "Brother, you can't be serious. You want Ivy to marry this...this..." Victor's smile grew wider. "Watch your mouth, Smith. I'm not exactly thrilled about marrying your precious Ivy Elizabeth either. It was my father's decision, not mine." Lucas sneered. "Since when do you follow your father's decisions, Blackwood?" Victor's smirk returned, his eyes glinting with triumph. "I look forward to our union, Ivy Elizabeth." Victor Blackwood's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he turned to Ethan Smith. "Now that we've settled the agreement, let's finalize the engagement date. Time is of the essence, and I have little patience for prolonged celebrations. Next week would be ideal. My bride, Ivy Elizabeth, will be arriving shortly. See that she's prepared, Ethan." With that, Victor strode away, leaving Ethan seething with resentment. Ethan's fists clenched, his anger simmering just below the surface. "That scoundrel has been watching Ivy for years, and we were oblivious to it." Victor's voice drifted back, his tone dripping with possessiveness. "I have every right to keep an eye on what's mine." Ivy Smith is forced to marry Victor Blackwood, a ruthless and cunning man, due to a business agreement between their families. Despite her initial resistance, Ivy tries to make the best of the situation, but Victor's true nature soon reveals itself. He's cruel, manipulative, and has a hidden agenda. Ivy's brothers, Ethan, Lucas, and Julian, are fiercely protective of her, but they're also bound by the agreement. As Ivy navigates her new reality, she must find a way to survive Victor's abuse and manipulation while plotting her escape and revenge. The story is a dark, twisted tale of love, family, and power, with Ivy at its center, fighting for her freedom and her life.
Unwillingly, once again, because of that man, tears fell from my eyes. "I have cried a lot because of that man; now I am going to go to him only with the divorce papers." Roslyn, a young woman who has been trapped in a loveless and emotionally abusive marriage with Alexander, reaches her breaking point when his cruel words and actions finally push her to take a stand. With tears streaming down her face, she declares that she's had enough and decides to confront him-but this time, she's not going to beg for his love or attention. Instead, she's going to serve him with divorce papers, marking the end of their toxic relationship. As she prepares for the confrontation, Roslyn gathers her thoughts and emotions, steeling herself for Alexander's potential reactions. She knows that he may try to manipulate or control her, but she's determined to stand firm and take back control of her life. When the moment of truth arrives, Roslyn meets Alexander with a sense of calm and determination. She serves him with the divorce papers, and his reaction is a mix of shock, anger, and regret. But Roslyn stands firm, refusing to be swayed by his emotions. In the aftermath of the confrontation, Roslyn deals with the emotional fallout, processing her feelings and coming to terms with the end of her marriage. She begins to focus on self-care and self-discovery, learning to let go of the past and embrace her newfound freedom. As she journeys towards healing and empowerment, Roslyn discovers a sense of strength and confidence she never knew she had. She realizes that she deserves better than a loveless marriage and starts to build a new life, free from the toxic influence of her ex-husband. With a renewed sense of purpose, Roslyn closes the chapter on her past and looks towards a brighter, more hopeful future.
Peter's eyes pleaded. "I'm sorry for what I did, but-" Dominic cut him off. "If I had not married your daughter, you would have fallen here in pieces by now." Peter's voice barely audible. "I'm sorry..." Just then, the office door swung open. Valerie's soft voice interrupted the tense scene. "Dinner is ready." Every head turned towards the door. Valerie's eyes widened as she took in the room's atmosphere. "Dad?" Dominic's expression remained stern, but a flicker of warning flashed in his eyes. He nodded subtly at Kael. Kael strode towards Valerie, his movements fluid. "Vel, let's go." Valerie's voice trembled as she asked Kael, "What's going on? Why is Dad kneeling there?" Kael's expression softened, but his eyes remained guarded. He offered a gentle smile. "You don't need to worry about him, Valerie." Valerie's concern deepened. "But what's happening?" Kael's tone turned cold. "Anyway, that man doesn't deserve anyone's concern." Valerie's eyes widened. "That man is my father." Kael's jaw clenched. "That man was neither a good father nor an honest man. He's getting what he deserves." Suddenly, the sound of a bullet firing cracked through the air. Valerie's eyes went wide, and she took a step forward, but Kael grasped her hand, holding her back. "Don't go there, Valerie," Kael warned, his voice low and urgent. "The boss is very pissed off right now. It's not safe." Tears welled up in Valerie's eyes, spilling down her cheeks. "He was my father," she whispered. Valerie, wife of mafia king Dominic, faces danger when Viktor, seeking revenge, targets her and their unborn child. Despite Arthur's protection, Valerie is kidnapped and brutally attacked by Viktor, resulting in the loss of her child. The tragedy unleashes Dominic's darker side, transforming him into a heartless and cruel leader, driven by vengeance. Valerie, pregnant with Dominic's child, is ambushed by Viktor, who seeks revenge against Dominic. Arthur, Dominic's loyal associate, tries to protect her, but Viktor outsmarts them. Valerie is brutally attacked, losing her child. Dominic, devastated by the loss, becomes consumed by rage and a thirst for vengeance. His transformation from a powerful yet caring leader to a ruthless and heartless mafia king sends shockwaves through the organization. As Dominic's obsession with revenge grows, his relationships with Arthur and others begin to fray. Valerie, traumatized by her ordeal, struggles to come to terms with her loss and Dominic's transformation. Valerie's relationship with Arthur, also known as Alastair, is a intricate web of emotions, trust, and shared secrets. Their connection predates her marriage to Dominic, and its depth is unknown to everyone, including Dominic. The story explores the darker side of power, love, and loyalty, raising questions about the morality of revenge and the true cost of protection.
"Carroll Brown is dead! But you have to marry him in your sister's name." My mother said to me in a cold tone. My sister was engaged to the hottest billionaire. It should have been a perfect marriage. Unexpectedly, Carroll was dead in an accident. My sister didn't want to become a widow, so she forced me to marry her dead fiance. And I had no right to refuse her. Actually, I was the biological daughter of the Smith family. My sister was an adoptive one. My sister and I had been swapped at the hospital when we were just born. My parents had already had a deep relationship with her. So they chose to sacrifice me. On the wedding day, I was taken to the mourning hall. "Ma'am, please keep Master company and let him feel warm." The housekeeper said with a cold expression. I couldn't help but look up at the portrait above the coffin, and my heart skipped a beat at this glance. The man in the portrait was more handsome than the superstars in Hollywood. Carroll Brown? My dead husband? Wow, he was really handsome! I didn't know how long had passed when my stomach began to rebel. After one glance at the coffin, I swallowed my saliva and then begged with my fingers crossed. "Mr. Carroll, I'm starving! May I eat your pastries? You don't mind, do you?" "I do." "Ah!" Scared, I broke out in a cold sweat. My legs went limp, and I fell to the ground. I shouted, "Ghost!" Carroll curled his lips, leaned over, and touched the black coffin. "Mr. Carroll has risen from the dead. What do you think of this headline tomorrow?"
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
Traversing back to the ancient Prime Martial World from modern age, Austin finds himself in a younger body as he wakes up. Yet, the young man he possesses was a miserable dimwit, what a bummer! But it doesn’t matter as his mind is sound and clear. Possessing this younger and stronger body, he will fight his way to become the God of martial arts, and rule the whole Martial World!