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"Say that again," he smirks, his hand gently grasping my jaw. "My dear husband," I manage to say, my voice barely a whisper as I struggle to meet his intense gaze. "Oh, I love it when you call me that," he murmurs, before claiming my parted lips in a searing kiss. His hands slide down my thighs, spreading my legs wider, and in one swift motion, he plunges his length inside me. *** Alice's world crumbles when she discovers her husband's affair with her step-sister. The betrayal cuts deeper when he leaves her for his mistress. Desperate to escape the pain, Alice gets involved in a reckless one-night stand with a mysterious stranger, an event that could lead to something even more dangerous.
Alice
I lay on the hospital bed, anxiously waiting for the doctor's verdict. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Brown," he said gently. "But you are not pregnant. Those are just symptoms of stress, and I advise you to take a rest from work."
I swallowed hard and nodded my head.
"But... did you find anything wrong with me?" I asked, my voice shaking slightly. "Is there anything wrong with me? Why can't I get pregnant?"
"You're alright, Mrs. Brown," he said, his tone sympathetic. "We've checked, and your body is quite okay. We don't know the reason why you're unable to get pregnant, but I advise you to bring your husband in for a check-up, just in case."
My thoughts swirled as I processed the doctor's words. I wondered what my husband's reaction would be. Would he want to do it? Would he even care?
Lately, I'd noticed a change in his behavior, and it filled me with worry. We were three years into our marriage, and this sudden shift was unsettling, leaving me feeling sad and uncertain.
I still needed to persuade him to get checked, but the thought of confronting him made my stomach twist into knots.
"Did you hear what I said, Mrs. Brown?" he asked, breaking my thoughts.
"I will convince my husband to get checked," I said, nodding my head.
The doctor smiled and replied, "Yes, please do. I'll be awaiting your return with your husband."
I nodded, feeling grateful. "Okay, thank you." With that, I stood up and walked out of his office.
As I stepped out into the bright sunlight, I decided to check my ovulation calendar. I remembered downloading an app to track my cycles, and I quickly pulled it up. As I scrolled through the screens, I realized that I was actually ovulating today.
A surge of hope filled my chest. This could be our chance. I quickly grabbed my phone and sent a text to my husband.
"Hey, I just checked my ovulation calendar, and I'm ovulating today. How about we try tonight?" I typed.
I set my phone aside and hailed a taxi, which picked me up and drove me away.
Eventually, I got home, and as soon as I pushed the door open, I heard an unsettling noise. At first, I froze, wondering what it could be. But as the sound continued, my curiosity turned to alarm. I cautiously approached the source of the noise, my heart racing with every step.
I could finally decipher the sound. It was unmistakably a pleasurable moan, and its unashamed loudness made my ears ache.
My eyes widened in horror as I pushed the bedroom door open. What I saw made my blood run cold. My husband was on top of my stepsister, their bodies entwined passionately. They were having sex!
I felt like I'd been punched twice in the gut. My voice trembled as I managed to stammer, "What... what is going on here?"
But my husband and stepsister didn't even flinch. They simply turned their heads towards me, their eyes locking onto mine. Then, in a shocking display of audacity, they continued their act, as if I wasn't even there.
And to my utter dismay, my stepsister continued to beg for more, her voice a sickening mixture of pleasure and desperation.
"More, baby, more!" she cried, wrapping her legs around his waist as he thrust deeper, the sounds of their passion filling the whole room.
I felt like the biggest fool on earth, standing there, frozen in shock and watching them. Tears burned down my cheeks as I struggled to comprehend the kind of betrayal unfolding before me.
I finally found my voice, screaming at my husband, "What's really going on?? You both have the effort!"
I pushed him off my stepsister, my mind racing with anger and hurt.
My husband stood up, casually zipping up his pants, and had the audacity to yell at me, "You should have knocked!"
"Knocked?" I muttered, staring at him, incredulously. "This is our bedroom, for crying out loud! What do you think you were doing with my own stepsister?"
I turned to my stepsister, my voice shaking with rage and disappointment. "And you? What were you doing with him? How could you do this to me?"
My stepsister was the only family I had left. After our parents passed away, we had only each other. I had always trusted her, considered her my little sister. But now, I felt like I didn't even know her.
What made it even harder to bear was the big smile spreading across her face, utterly devoid of regret.
I glared at my stepsister. "Get out of my room!" I spat, trying to keep my temper in check.
But she just stood there, a bold smirk on her face. "I'm not going anywhere," she said, her voice dripping with insolence.
My eyes widened in outrage. "Are you insane? Have you suddenly gone crazy!" I lunged forward, ready to physically drag her out, but my husband caught my arm.
"Stop, Alice," he said calmly as if trying to make me understand.
I spun around, my brows furrowing. "What's going on here? Are you taking her side now? I'm trying to give you another chance here, just so you know," A cold chill ran down my spine as I searched his face for answers.
My husband sighed, a tired look on his face. "Alice, we need to talk,"
I gulped heavily, nodding my head as my eyes filled with hot tears. "Yes, we need to talk. Explain yourself, ask for forgiveness, promise me you won't make this mistake ever again. Just say something, please!"
"It's not about that," he said, letting out a groan. "Look, things haven't been good between us for years, even before we got married, this marriage was already over."
My eyes narrowed, a lump forming in my throat. "So, what are you saying now?" I whispered, my voice trembling.
His expression was firm, his eyes filled with a determination that chilled me to the bone. "I'm saying it's time for us to move on. And I want to move on with her."
I burst into tears, pleading with my husband. "Is it because I've not been able to get pregnant? I'll give birth, I promise! I went to the doctor, and they said everything is fine. We can try today, please! Besides, I'm on my ovulation."
However, his expression turned cold. "You think there's something wrong with you? There's nothing wrong with you, Alice. It's me."
My tears slowed, confusion etched on my face. "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice vibrating.
He sneered, his words dripping with venom. "I've been taking precautions, Alice. I've been using drugs to ensure you wouldn't get pregnant. I never wanted a child with you. I never wanted to create a family with you right from the start."
Horror washed over me, my eyes widening in shock. "Wha... What. Why.. Why would you say that?" I stammered.
His voice was laced with malice. "Because I don't love you, Alice. I never did. My heart belongs to someone else – my first love. When I first set my eyes on her, I saw that she was the one."
My face contorted in shock, my mind racing. "Who are you talking about?" I whispered, hoping it was not what I was thinking.
He smiled cruelly, his words slicing through me like a knife. "Your stepsister,"
"What?" I exclaimed, acting like I wasn't expecting that.
"I was surprised when I found out she was your stepsister on our wedding day," he explained. "Anyway, we've been carrying on our affair for months now ever since she accepted my feelings for her."
My face crumpled, tears streaming down my face as the truth sank in, shattering my world into a million pieces.
WARNING: BOOK FOR MATURED AUDIENCE ONLY. CONTAINS HIGH EXPLICIT SCENES!! You think you could resist the flirtatious Jayden Harper? Even his strong headed step-sister couldn't... or did she? *** Allison and Jayden, step-siblings, fall into an erotic forbidden romance, unleashing a passionate love that could either heal their deepest wounds or expose the dark secrets of their troubled past.
"Oh my," he smirked, his fingers tracing circles on my trembling thighs. "You're already so wet, yet you pretend you don't want this..." My innocent eyes remained fixed on him, my lips frozen in silence. "Now, spread your legs for me, Nurse Eva," he commanded, his tone firm. "It's time to have me treated..." *** After being wrongly accused and rejected by her mate, Eva Chapman finds herself entangled with a mysterious Alpha who saves her from her misery. He takes her in, offering refuge from the ridicule she faced, but at a steep price. Desperate for revenge against those who wronged her, Eva agrees to care for the Alpha like a nurse tends to her patient, even if it means surrendering to his desires.
"Enough!" Ethan cried out, his voice raw with emotion as tears streamed down his face. Fernando's hand pressed against his chest, pushing him forcefully against the wall. "What's the matter?" Fernando taunted, a cruel smirk playing at the corners of his mouth as he leaned in closer, his breath hot against Ethan's skin. "Do you think I have feelings for you?" he scoffed, his tone dripping with disdain. "Or perhaps you believe yourself to be a woman?" Ethan, overwhelmed with anger and despair, raises his gun to Fernando's face. Fernando, unperturbed by the threat, closes the distance between them and forcefully kisses Ethan, asserting dominance and control. *** After Ethan Clark's sister is allegedly killed by cold and arrogant billionaire Ferdinand Moore, Ethan is determined to seek justice and uncover the truth. He infiltrates Fernando's world as his bodyguard to unravel the mystery. As Ethan investigates deeper, he faces conflicting emotions and discovers a shocking secret that changes everything. This thrilling tale explores themes of revenge, romance, and redemption in a world where nothing is as it seems.
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true stature—the wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"
In the eyes of the public, Elijah was ever the gentleman, always distant and reserved. But behind closed doors, he was an animal who relentlessly ensnared Ashley in a web of lust. No one knew of their secret relationship, yet at the same time, no one dared to bully her again. Then one day, she was hit with morning sickness right in front of everyone. To everyone’s shock, the aloof and domineering Elijah quickly knelt in front of her and caressed her pregnant belly. “Babe,” he crooned, “let’s go public with our relationship. I will give you my everything.”
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”
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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. .