than Cole, the sole heir of the wealthiest family in Crestfall City, finds his life turned upside down when he clashes with Damian Wolf, a ruthless mafia boss who controls the city. It all begins when Ethan tries to rescue his long-lost lover from the clutches of Vivienne, Damian's partner and the mastermind behind a dark web of human trafficking. But Damian won't stand idly by. Using every dirty trick in the book, he tears Ethan's life apart, including separating him from the woman he loves. The blow becomes even harder when Ethan's power-hungry stepbrother frames him, leading to his father's rejection and his expulsion as the rightful heir of the family fortune. Left broken and stripped of everything, Ethan teeters on the edge of despair-until he meets Adeline, a resilient woman harboring her own grudge against Damian Wolf. Together, they craft a meticulous plan of revenge. Through a journey filled with intrigue, betrayal, and gripping action, Ethan and Adeline systematically dismantle Damian's empire. Along the way, Ethan also reclaims his stolen legacy from his treacherous stepbrother, proving he is more than just a privileged heir. However, amid the chaos of revenge and power struggles, Ethan faces a daunting choice: between justice, vengeance, and the chance to find true love in a world consumed by darkness. Will Ethan be able to exact his revenge without losing himself? Or will Damian Wolf remain an inescapable shadow over his life?
The room reeked of the sharp blend of expensive perfume and cigarette smoke. A low-hanging crystal chandelier cast a dim shimmer across Vivienne Blackthorn's face. The middle-aged woman with silvery blonde hair reclined in a deep crimson leather chair, her piercing gaze locked on Ethan. Her icy demeanor radiated menace, like a coiled serpent ready to strike.
"Don't ever set foot in this place again, Ethan," Vivienne said, her voice low and razor-sharp, cutting through the air like a dagger. "If you insist, I won't hesitate to break your legs."
Despite his rumpled black suit, dusted from a brief scuffle, Ethan stood tall. His arms were pinned by two hulking men at his sides, but his eyes burned with defiance. "You can't scare me, Vivienne," he said, breath heavy but unwavering. "I'll take Sofia away from here-with or without your blessing."
Vivienne's lips curled into a cruel grin, baring her perfectly white teeth. "You dare challenge me, Ethan? Do you think your father's name-Christian Knight-means anything here? In Crestfall City, I am the queen. Anyone who disrupts my business meets a swift and merciless end, even if it means killing you."
From a corner of the room, Sofia sobbed quietly, her tear-streaked face pale and stricken. Seeing Ethan struggle broke her heart. Trembling, she crawled toward Vivienne, her hands shaking.
"Madam," she croaked, her voice hoarse and barely audible. "Please, let him go. I swear... I'll never see him again if you just let him leave."
Ethan's voice cracked with anguish. "Sofia! What are you doing?" he shouted, horrified to see the woman he loved groveling before Vivienne. "You don't have to lower yourself like this! I won't let you stay here. No matter what, I'll take you with me."
Sofia turned her pleading eyes toward him. "Ethan, please... don't fight. Just listen to her. I can't bear to see you hurt."
"No!" Ethan's voice was resolute, his defiance unyielding. "I won't back down. I'll get you out of this cursed place-no matter the cost!"
Sofia's sobs grew louder as she clutched the hem of her dress, her whole body trembling. "Ethan... please don't do this. I couldn't forgive myself if anything happened to you."
Vivienne sighed heavily, waving her hand in a gesture of dismissal. "Enough of this pathetic drama!" she snapped, her tone dripping with disdain. "Draco, get this man out of here. Make sure he never comes back."
"Yes, ma'am," replied Draco, a towering, bald brute, as he seized Ethan's arm and dragged him unceremoniously toward the exit.
Ethan fought back, shouting curses, but the grip was unrelenting. Outside, rain poured down, soaking the dark streets. A few curious onlookers paused as Ethan was thrown onto the wet pavement.
Draco smirked down at him. "Leave, young master. And don't even think about coming back."
Rising slowly, Ethan brushed dirt from his expensive suit, his eyes alight with smoldering rage. "You'll regret this," he said coldly, turning and vanishing into the storm-drenched night.
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Back inside the crimson-walled room, dim light flickered against the shadows. Sofia sat trembling on the floor, tears streaking her pale face. The faint strains of jazz music wafted up from the lower level. Her eyes, red and swollen, stared blankly into space.
Vivienne stood over her, resplendent in a sleek black gown with a daring slit, her hair perfectly coiffed. But it wasn't her beauty that froze Sofia; it was the glacial glare in her eyes, a wordless promise of terror. Vivienne leaned down, her face inches from Sofia's.
"This is your final warning," she hissed, her words slicing through Sofia like knives. "Do not see Ethan again-unless you want to watch him die."
Sofia's lips trembled as she tried to speak, but Vivienne silenced her with a chilling smirk. "Have you forgotten what I did to David?" Vivienne's smile turned venomous. "Just because he roughed you up so badly you couldn't work for a week, I destroyed his life. Ethan will suffer a far worse fate if you dare cross me."
The name "David" struck Sofia like a thunderbolt. Her mind replayed the horrors of that night-an abusive client who had left her battered and broken. Vivienne's retaliation had been swift and ruthless, utterly annihilating him. That memory alone was enough to paralyze her.
Bowing her head, Sofia clenched her fists tightly on her lap. "Yes, Madam," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I promise... I won't see Ethan again."
Vivienne straightened, satisfied. "Good. I hope, for your sake, you're telling the truth. Otherwise..." She left the threat hanging in the air, heavy with unspoken menace.
"Now, go back to your room," Vivienne ordered coolly. "Clean yourself up and get ready. There's another client waiting for you. Remember, Sofia-you're my most valuable asset. I won't let anyone or anything jeopardize my business."
With a trembling nod, Sofia rose on unsteady legs. "Yes, Madam. I'll get ready," she replied, her voice cracking as she walked toward the door, head bowed low.
As Sofia disappeared into the hallway, Vivienne paced the room, her stiletto heels clicking against the marble floor. Her fists clenched, nails digging into her palms. Her face flushed-not with embarrassment, but with seething anger.
"This cannot stand," she muttered under her breath, her voice laced with venom. She stopped in front of an ornate gold-framed mirror, staring into her own reflection, dark and menacing. "Christian Knight needs to know. He deserves to know that his precious son is groveling for a whore."
Her lips curved into a malicious smile. "Let's see how he reacts to that. I'll make sure this scandal destroys his family's name."
She twisted the massive diamond ring on her finger, a habit she indulged in while scheming. "No one crosses me without consequences," she vowed.
A knock at the door interrupted her thoughts. Draco stepped inside, bowing slightly. "It's done, Madam. Ethan is gone."
Vivienne nodded, her expression unreadable. "Good. Prepare the car. I have an important meeting tonight."
As Draco left, Vivienne turned back to the mirror, her smile growing sharper. "Christian Knight... prepare yourself. I'm going to shatter your world."
Julian, a handsome young man who has never experienced the touch of love, unexpectedly finds himself falling for Anastasia, a prostitute he hires in an attempt to explore new experiences. What begins as a casual encounter soon turns into something much deeper as they discover that true love can emerge from the most unlikely places. Ana, who has long given up hope on love, feels her life change after meeting Julian. However, their love is far from easy. A ruthless pimp, unwilling to lose control over Ana, becomes a formidable obstacle in their path. Threats loom large, forcing them to make a desperate decision-to escape from the life that has held them captive for so long. In a harrowing flight filled with tension and danger, Julian and Anastasia race against time, trying to evade the clutches of the pimp who will stop at nothing to find them. As they hide from place to place, facing threats and fears, they also discover that true love is about fighting together against all odds. But how far can they run from a past that continues to haunt them? Amidst the chase and uncertainty, will their love be strong enough to survive and find the freedom they've always dreamed of? This is a story of courage, sacrifice, and a love tested in the fires of adversity.
"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."
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 being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
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."