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In the city of Pacific Heights, billionaire Victor Moretti reigns with a ruthless business tactics and a mysterious past. His empire is built on a facade of elegance and charm, but beneath it lies a world of danger and deceit. Victor's love life is just as intense, with a passion that consumes all in its path. Elena Rossi, a struggling artist, finds herself entangled with Victor when she borrows a large sum of money from him to save her dying mother. As she tries to repay the debt, she becomes drawn into Victor's world, where the lines between passion and possession are blurred. As their relationship deepens, Elena is torn between her desire for Victor and her fear of his darker nature. She must navigate the treacherous terrain of his world, where love comes with its own set of rules and the stakes are high. When a rival gang escalates tensions into open warfare, Elena's world is turned upside down. She must confront the reality of Victor's world and decide whether her love for him is worth the risk.
Elena Ramirez stood in the lavish penthouse of Victor Moretti, the billionaire known as much for his ruthless ambition as for the intoxicating allure that surrounded him. The city lights flickered outside like stars trapped within a glass cage, but inside, it was as though the air itself thrummed with tension. She could hear the distant sounds of the city-the honks of cars, laughter wafting up from the streets below-but they felt worlds away, separated by walls thick with secrets and unfulfilled promises.
Victor leaned against his mahogany desk, a silhouette of power and cunning. He exuded a magnetic presence, each movement deliberate and calculated. His dark hair fell slightly over his forehead, and his sharp jawline shadowed under the soft glow of the desk lamp. He was dressed in an impeccably tailored suit, the fabric hugging his frame in all the right places. Elena's heart raced as she caught his gaze-intense, commanding, and filled with an emotion she struggled to decipher. "You know why you're here, don't you?" he said, his voice low and smooth, yet edged with a ruthless confidence that made her skin prickle. Elena was all too aware of her precarious position.
Three months ago, she had unknowingly crossed paths with Victor's empire while trying to stay afloat after her father's sudden illness left her drowning in medical bills. Desperate times led her to make desperate choices; she had borrowed money from the wrong people, leading her into Victor's world-a world where favors came with heavy prices. She took a deep breath, summoning the courage she often relied on when the situation spiraled beyond her control. "I owe you," she murmured, carefully choosing her words. "I'll pay back every cent." Victor stepped closer, the distance between them shrinking to a mere whisper. The scent of his cologne-a blend of cedarwood and something darker-enveloped her senses, intoxicating and overwhelming. "The interest is high, Elena," he replied, a dangerous glint in his eyes. "Money is nothing compared to what you truly owe me." Her pulse quickened.
She understood his unspoken words all too well. For Victor, debts were never just financial. They were entangled in power dynamics, in a game of dominance and submission. As beautiful as the penthouse was, it felt like a gilded cage, one that would be difficult to escape. "I can work for you," she suggested, her voice wavering slightly. "I can help in the ways that I can." He tilted his head, interest piqued. "You think you can manage?" A slow smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, making her heart race even faster. "I have no need for a secretary, Elena.
My operations require someone who knows how to navigate the dangers of this life." "Let me prove myself." She held her breath, hope battling with reality. Victor studied her for a beat too long, and the silence felt charged, like the calm before a storm. Then he straightened, crossing his arms. "You want to play in my world? You'll learn quickly that it comes with risks-ones that can't always be managed." "I'm willing to take those risks," she asserted, finding strength in her vulnerability. "I don't want to be a victim of circumstance. I want to be someone who shapes her own destiny." His expression shifted, and for a fleeting moment, there was something softer in his gaze-a flicker of admiration, perhaps? But it passed quickly, replaced by the cold calculations of a man accustomed to getting what he wanted. "Very well," he said finally, the corners of his mouth twitching into a sardonic smile. "But understand this, Elena: you will owe me far more than money. Your loyalty, your compliance, and maybe... your heart." Every fiber of her being wanted to object, to push back against the possessiveness in his tone, but the truth was undeniable. There was an attraction between them, one that ignited the air whenever they were close. It frightened her, but it also excited her. "You're playing a dangerous game, Victor," she said, trying to maintain her composure despite her racing thoughts. Victor chuckled lowly, the sound wrapping around her like a spell. "Oh, sweetheart, you have no idea how dangerous my games can get. Days turned into weeks, and as Elena embedded herself deeper into Victor's world, she found the lines between fear and desire blurring. She worked tirelessly, first in minor roles-organizing files, running errands-with each task exposing her to the depths of Victor's operations. The Moretti name resonated through every alley of San Francisco; it was both feared and revered.
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."
"Who is she?" I asked, feeling tears well up in my eyes. "He met her at the Alpha training camp," he said. "She is a perfect suitor for him. It snowed last night, indicating that his wolf is happy with his choice." My heart sank, and tears made their way down my cheeks. Alexander took my innocence last night, and now he is taking that thing in his office as his Luna. **** Emily never shifted on her 18th birthday and became the laughingstock of the pack. When her old crush, Alexander Black, returns from Alpha Training, she never expected him to be her mate. After a night of passionate love, Emily finds out that young Alpha Alexander has taken a chosen mate. Heartbroken and humiliated, Emily runs off and disappears from the pack. Now, five years later, Emily is a high-ranking warrior in King Alpha's army, specializing in sensitive matters. When her best friend invites her to a night of music and laughter, she never expects to run into her mate, Alexander. Will Alexander figure out it is Emily? Will he chase after her, and most of all, will Emily be able to keep her secrets safe?
She was a diamond covered by ashes.... King Dakota was known as the most Powerful Alpha King of all times - more powerful than any other King that had ruled from his lineage. He was cold hearted, introverted and dangerous in anger. Cursed by the Moon goddess, King Dakota had to get married to three wives all in search of a male child that would become his heir, but it was impossible as the curse would only let his wives bear she -wolves. But on a different day, the King meets a lady who offends him and as a punishment, he took her home as his fourth wife. Her name was Shilah. Shilah was a powerless wolf and as a result, was disregarded and intimidated by all. But, when she begins to do things that the King had never felt for years, he began to wonder who she really was. Slowly, she crawled her way into his icy heart and turned out to be something nobody ever expected - a storm.
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
My name is Katia, and I am just trying to survive until my fated mate arrives. Which may be easier said than done. Rejectection is the last straw. Whispering my acceptance of his rejection. I run through the pack house, out across the manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me and have had to suffer everything I have. She whispers," it's not your fault, Katia. We came to a cliff with a waterfall. The hurt keeps pounding at me. I need it to stop. My sweet girl, and I just want peace, I keep running and leap off the cliff. Spreading my arms wide, with tears streaming down my face, I fall, not making a sound, waiting for sweet oblivion where we feel nothing ever again. "I love you, my sweet girl! Until we meet again, "My wolf replied just before we hit the water, "I love you too, Katia. I have never regretted a moment with you." The Snow Moon pack is having their last barbecue of the summer next to the waterfall on their land. The adults are laughing and joking while watching the pups play. The alpha, beta, and gamma are swimming with some of the older children and playing a game of Marco Polo. Someone yells, "Oh my goddess, someone just jumped over the waterfall!" Everyone is frozen as they watch what looks to be a child falling arms spread wide, no one makes a sound. The small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain. The alpha, beta, and gamma, spring into action, swimming towards the area the person went under. The alpha is screaming his wolf is going crazy repeating, "Find her. Find her...find her!" They dive and the beta surfaces with a small person in his arms. Alpha takes the girl from his beta, laying her on the ground. The men are shocked by what they see. She is covered in scars and injuries. Her body is twisted and broken. The Beta asks, "Who could have done this to someone so defenseless?" Alpha drops to his knees, repeating, "MATE...MATE...MATE!"