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Olivia Steele has always been the perfect daughter, obeying her family's every demand. But when her father's company faces financial ruin, Olivia is forced into an arranged marriage with Damien Caldwell-a ruthless billionaire with a reputation as cold as his business dealings. To the world, he is a charismatic tycoon. To Olivia, he is a man with a heart of stone and a vendetta he refuses to explain. Damien isn't looking for love; he's looking for revenge. Years ago, Olivia's father betrayed his family, leaving them in ruin. Marrying Olivia is part of his calculated plan to bring the Steele family to their knees. But the more time he spends with Olivia, the harder it becomes to see her as the enemy. Her warmth and determination begin to crack the walls he's built around his heart. As secrets unravel, Olivia discovers the truth about Damien's motives, and their fragile bond is tested. Torn between love and loyalty, she must decide whether to fight for their marriage or walk away before Damien's thirst for revenge consumes them both. Will hatred destroy their chance at happiness, or can love redeem even the deepest wounds?
The scent of old mahogany and expensive cologne filled the air, a suffocating reminder of the world Olivia Steele had never wanted to be part of. She stood stiffly in her father's study, clutching the edges of her sweater as though it could shield her from the storm brewing in the room. Across from her, her father, Richard Steele, wore the expression she had come to dread: a mix of desperation and determination.
"Olivia, this is our only way out," he said, his voice trembling slightly.
Her eyes flicked to the man sitting in the leather chair opposite her father. Damien Caldwell. He was younger than she'd expected, perhaps in his early thirties. Sharp cheekbones, piercing blue eyes, and an aura of absolute control surrounded him like an invisible cloak. He didn't smile, didn't offer a single word of comfort. He simply watched her, like a predator waiting for its prey to falter.
"Marry him?" Olivia's voice cracked, disbelief coloring every syllable. "You can't be serious, Dad."
Richard's gaze dropped to his hands, which fidgeted with a pen.
"I've made mistakes, Olivia. Caldwell Industries is the only thing keeping us from bankruptcy. Damien has offered to settle our debts... if you agree to this marriage."
"And what does he get out of it?" she snapped, turning to face Damien directly. For the first time, she saw a flicker of something in his icy eyes-amusement, perhaps.
"What I want is none of your concern,"
Damien said smoothly. His voice was deep, authoritative, with an edge that sent a shiver down her spine.
"But rest assured, I always get what I'm owed."
The weight of his words hung heavy in the room. Olivia felt her chest tighten. How had it come to this? Just weeks ago, she had been living a simple life, working at the local art gallery and dreaming of a future far removed from her father's corporate world. Now, she was being thrust into a cold, calculated deal with a man who barely knew her name.
"I'm not a pawn in your business games," Olivia hissed, glaring at her father.
Richard's head shot up, his eyes glassy. "If there was another way, I'd take it! Do you think I'd sell my daughter's future if I wasn't desperate?"
The word sell struck Olivia like a physical blow. Her stomach churned. She looked back at Damien, who sat motionless, as though the heated argument unfolding before him were nothing more than a passing inconvenience.
"What do you say, Miss Steele?" Damien's voice cut through the tension.
"Do we have an agreement?"
Olivia's hands trembled. Her mind screamed at her to refuse, to walk out of the room and never look back. But then she thought of her mother, long gone, and her father, broken by years of failed ventures. Most of all, she thought of her little brother, Ethan, still in college and oblivious to the financial ruin threatening to tear their family apart.
Her throat tightened as she met Damien's gaze. There was no warmth there, only calculation. Yet she saw no alternative.
"Fine," she whispered. "I'll marry you."
For the first time, Damien's lips curved into a faint, chilling smile. "Excellent."
But as Olivia left the room, her mind buzzing with dread, she couldn't shake the feeling that she'd just made a deal with the devil himself.
As Olivia stepped out of the study, Damien's voice stopped her cold. "Oh, and Miss Steele?" he called out. She turned slowly, her heart pounding. His smile widened, sharp and predatory.
"Don't think for a second that this is just a marriage. You've signed up for much more than that."
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Natalie used to think she could melt Connor’s icy heart, but she was sorely mistaken. When at last she decided to leave, she discovered that she was pregnant. Even so, she chose to quietly leave his world, prompting Connor to mobilize all of his resources and expand his business to a global scale—all in a bid to find her. But there was no trace of Natalie. Connor slowly spiraled into madness, turning the city upside down and leaving chaos in his wake. Natalie finally surfaced years later, with wealth and power of her own, only to find herself entangled with Connor once again.
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
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."