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"Wife, pay close attention; I dislike disobedience. And when you-my tiny wife-do that, I absolutely detest it." Evelyn Benson a 19-year-old girl living with her foster mother is modest. Her life wasn't what she had imagined because of the abuse she receives from her foster mother. Until Maxwell Ashford bought her to be his bride. Maxwell Ashford is a 30-year-old businessman with a daughter who is three years old. His daughter is the center of his existence. He made the decision to never get married again after his ex-wife betrayed him. However, a couple things happened that made him remarry. Specifically for his daughter, this time with Evelyn. with a self-promise to never fall in love again. However, life was about to show him that he was mistaken, and he quickly discovered that he was possessive of his young bride. He soon discovered that he constantly craved his second wife. For the sake of his little wife, he found himself betraying every vow he had made to himself. What comes next?
"Mom, I will not wear this dress!" She didn't even look at me when I mentioned it to her again, as usual.
The gown was stunning. The dress had a deep neckline and was off-the-shoulder and bodycon.
Although I'm not into these kinds of dresses, I don't dislike the dress. I typically dress in T-shirts and jeans.
Where my mother wants to take me is unknown to me. I graduated yesterday, but she wasn't there. It didn't affect me as much anymore, so I didn't complain too much.
I had no idea where we were heading.
Not only that, but she also makes the effort to dress me nicely, and this is the first time she has ever taken me anyplace.
This has never occurred before!
I felt uncomfortable in this clothing, but I said nothing because I had nowhere else to go.
Her voice was chirping, "Let's go, honey,"
Her conduct was pleasant, and I had no idea why she was so joyful today. This is strange!
I followed her after giving her a nod.
"I want you to act as well as you can there... "You will see my worst if I receive any complaints about your behavior," she warned, holding my wrist forcefully, which could result in a bruise later.
My eyes were watering and on the verge of spilling, but I forced myself to stop and gave her a nod.
We drove for a few minutes and finally reached an opulent restaurant.
I glanced at the enormous, towering skyscraper.
"Behave, Evelyn."
I looked down as soon as my mother gritted her teeth. My mother began to walk, and I went with her. We walked into the restaurant and a man came up to us.
He smiled as he looked at me and said, "Ma'am, how can I help you?"
The way he gazed at me made me uneasy, so I pulled a lock of hair behind my ear.
"We are here to meet Mr. Ashford," my mother remarked with a smile.
After saying, "Oh, follow me, ma'am," he began to move.
We went with him.
Which Mr. Ashford is he?
We came here to meet him, but why?
When I heard my mother's voice, I was still thinking about the encounter.
"Mr. Ashford, it's nice to see you."
Her voice was unusually lovely, and I noticed it. I noticed a man with his back to us when I looked forward. I could tell by his posture that he was standing as though he controlled the restaurant, even though we were facing his back.
He was standing quite erect, and his shoulders were wide. Most likely, he was taller than six feet. The sound of my mother's voice caused him to turn.
I had never seen such a beautiful dude. I couldn't take my eyes off his face as he gazed at my mom. He reached into his pocket and lifted his wide chest in our direction.
Oh God! Is he genuine?
I investigated him without shame, but as soon as our gazes locked, I looked down and swallowed. An embarrassed flush came over me. How could I, dear God?
I felt so embarrassed about myself. I had never acted like this before. He nodded, looking at my mom.
She continued, "Mr. Ashford, meet my daughter, Evelyn," while cradling my shoulders and showcasing me to him.
He regarded me as though he were examining every inch of me. I lowered my head, uneasy in his piercing stare.
After inhaling deeply, he glanced back at my mother and nodded. As though they were speaking directly into one other's eyes. I didn't comprehend anything at all.
"I hope you like her," she remarked with a broad smile.
Just like her!
What does that signify to her?
His phone rang before either he or I could ask any questions. I glanced at my mother, who appeared a little anxious after he excused himself.
"Mom, what do you mean by 'like her'?" She was asked. She smirked after glancing at me.
"You are going to marry him, honey," she added while embracing me by the wrists.
I stared at her in disbelief. My graduation was yesterday! Dreams! I wanted to satisfy them! I'm unable to get married! She couldn't have! Await! And with whom? "He"?
She exclaimed before I could inquire, "Stop letting your worthless head go wild! Yes, indeed! He's telling me, "It's him." Before I could question her further or refute this, he returned to us.
How could this man want to marry me? I asked him incredulously. Check him out! Look at me, too!
"Mr. Ashford, you like her...right?" Mom asked again.
How hopeless!
"I want to talk to her" His voice came to me for the first time. It was husky, muscular, and deep! Just listening to his voice would make anyone tremble. My mother gave a foolish smile and nodded.
My impulse was to yell at her. How could she have decided to marry me off? Moreover, it was to someone I had never met.
He gazed at me as though he were blazing a hole through my body as my mother left. I made an uncomfortable shift.
He was the first, then this dress.
I stared at him, then looked down again. I didn't want to look into those intense eyes, and I didn't want him to know how I felt on the inside.
Taking my name, he said, "Miss Benson..." None of the other people who had mentioned it sounded like it.
"Please have a seat," he said, pointing to the chair in front of him. I took a seat quietly.
Coldly, he asked me, "Do you have any questions regarding this marriage?"
I was conflicted about whether or not to ask, but I wanted to. Finally, though, I decided to inquire.
"Wh-Why do you want to marry me?" I asked him uneasily. I wanted to ask the most crucial question.
After letting out a deep breath, he spoke.
His statement, "I have a daughter," was shocking. I wanted to ask him a lot more things while I stared at him, but he resumed his conversation.
"I just want a mother for my daughter, and that's why I am marrying you," replied the man.
When he said those words, all of my hopes of being loved were dashed. I stared at him incredulously.
Observe, Miss Benson... You have dreams, and I am aware that you graduated yesterday. I'll provide you with all the financial help you need to fulfill them. However, you must be my daughter's mother in exchange. Nothing will change after the marriage is over. He clarified, "You will only be her mother, not my wife." He paused for a minute and gave the specific line more emphasis.
"A mother, but not a wife."
"Okay," I answered.
"Only a mother, but not a wife."
As the CEO of Kumar Industries, India's most eligible bachelor, and the only child of his parents, Aditya Kumar is a 26-year-old handsome and dashing businessman, rich multi-billionaire, haughty and cold-hearted in the workplace, and devoted to his family, willing to do anything for them. His loved ones call him "Adi." Mira Raghav is a 23-year-old girl who is innocent, sweet, naive, and beautiful on the inside and out. Her parents abuse her, and she is treated like a slave in her home. She wants to be a doctor but is unable to do so because of her parents. She loves to give to charities, loves kids, and simply wants some love and care in her life.
Two hearts beating in unison. Will they eventually come across one another? Or will destiny lead them in a different direction? Rebecca didn't anticipate that the world would open up to her when her family relocated to Santoria due to her heart problem. Her desire to travel the world would come true. Thanks to the boy with the dimples next door. But will it come at a cost?
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. .
Mia's life is spiraling out of control. Abandoned by her mother, bullied mercilessly at school, and thrown into a household of four dangerously attractive stepbrothers, she's desperate to find her footing. "You look absolutely edible," Sean growled, his eyes devouring her. Mia felt a rush of heat between her thighs "Oh, you think so?" she purred, turning to face him. She reached out and traced her fingers along the ribbon that wrapped around his waist. "Well, I've been waiting for this all day. And I'm starving." Sean's smile grew into a predatory grin. "Then let us feast," he said, and in a flash, the ribbon fell away, exposing his rock-hard length. He stepped closer, and Mia felt the warmth of his breath on her face as he whispered, "You're going to take every inch of us tonight, aren't you?" With Rolex's teasing smirk and Sean's quiet, hot stares, Mia doesn't know where to turn-or who to trust. Every glance, every touch leaves her breathless, confused, and craving more than she should. Will Mia survive their games, or will she lose herself in a dangerous world of secrets, seduction, and forbidden desire? One house. Four brothers. Endless temptation.
Rose looked at the reports in her hand and was in shock... The reports said that she was one month pregnant, however, how can she get pregnant when she didn't have any man in her life... "Was it because of that dream? Could I get pregnant because I have sex in my dream?" She thought... She didn't have any mental problems, however, except for this she can't able to think about anything... However, she still didn't get out of her surprise when she met the man in her dream... Kevin Davis looked at the reports in her hand and asked, "Is this child mine?" However, Rose didn't answer but asked... "Was that night not a dream?" Kevin was angry because it was his first time and she thinks it was a dream... Kevin forced her to marry him however, Rose didn't want it... She wanted to abort the child but he didn't let her... In the end... Rose agreed to marry him... She looked at Kevin's blue eyes and said, "I will marry you, however, I had two conditions..." "First, after marriage, you can't control my freedom, I still had the right to do whatever I want. Don't worry I won't harm the child." "Second, if I ever found out that you had cheated behind my back then I will leave with my child and you can't stop me..." Both of them got married... However, after she falls in love with him... She found there are hidden secrets in his past...
The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart-divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance-not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life-one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is... Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?
"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."
Elin spent twenty years deeply loving her husband, finally marrying him just as she'd always dreamed. But reality shattered her illusions—he wasn't the man she believed. Instead, he callously destroyed her family, crushing her heart beyond repair. At her lowest point, Ruben, equally betrayed that night, approached her steadily. "Marry me, Elin. I'll help you take revenge." Yet, after their wedding, she quickly discovered he was dangerously unpredictable. "I made a mistake. Let's divorce..." Ruben slid his arm possessively around her waist, whispering a chilling promise, "Only in death."