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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.
"Miss Brown, I am the butler here at your service," the butler replied. "My master wants to buy the baby in your belly." "What?!" Does that mean the abortion didn't take place? Did they kidnap her from the operating table just to buy the baby? But why her? "You..." Alice was about to ask a question, but the man in front of her calmly continued, as if he had expected her question, "You're pregnant with his child, and he needs a child. That's all I can tell you." Alice was forced to sign a surrogacy contract and eight months later gave birth to two healthy babies. Fortunately, the man was unaware of her daughter's existence. It wasn't until five years later that fate brought them together again...
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
Desperate to handle her grandmother's towering medical bills, Gianna agreed to a contract marriage with Tristan, the enigmatic man she'd once shared a one-night stand with. She assumed they'd fulfill each other's needs and dissolve the arrangement once the terms expired. Unbeknownst to Gianna, this marriage was a dream Tristan had clung to for ten relentless years. Certain she was just filling someone else's role, Gianna prepared to leave when that other woman returned. But Tristan, his eyes burning with unspoken emotion, seized her trembling hand and declared, "You’re mine. Now and always."
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
Elodie took a deep breath and knocked, the sound echoing in the quiet corridor. A moment of silence passed, broken only by the pounding of her heart. Finally, the door snicked open, revealing a surprised Dashiell. 'Can't you see the Do Not Disturb sign? We don't want-' His initial frown quickly morphed into confusion at the sight of his wife. 'What are you doing here?' he demanded. 'Your girlfriend invited me,' Elodie replied, her voice laced with icy calm. She tried to peer past him, but his broad frame blocked the view. A saccharine voice chimed in from within the room. 'Elodie? Oh dear, we didn't mean for you to find out this way. It's just that-' Elodie cut her short. 'Oh please, Selene. Spare me the fake apologies. You wouldn't have sent me all those texts if you didn't want me to know.' Dashiell shifted uncomfortably, his face a mask of annoyance. 'What texts?' Elodie stepped past him, taking in the luxurious suite with a sardonic smile. The king-sized bed, the scattered rose petals, the lingering scent of sex – it all painted a vivid picture of their betrayal. She looked up at Dashiell, her gaze unwavering. 'I want a divorce.' ****** Dashiell lived a life of luxury, surrounded by the best things money could buy. But when a car accident left him vulnerable, he met Elodie, a seemingly ordinary woman who nursed him back to health. Mistaking her for just another employee, Dashiell entered into a loveless marriage with her solely for convenience. However, fate had a different script in store. Elodie, the 'ordinary nurse,' held a secret more precious than any diamond: she was the sole heiress to Northstar, a vast and powerful enterprise. Unaware of her true identity, Dashiell cast her aside when his ex-girlfriend returned, leaving Elodie humiliated. But Elodie was not one to be easily broken. She shed the facade of the meek nurse, reclaiming her rightful inheritance and stepping into the role of Northstar's CEO. Now, the woman Dashiell discarded was the one holding the reins of power. As Elodie thrives in her new role, Dashiell is consumed by regret. He finally sees Elodie for the extraordinary woman she truly is, realising the depth of his mistake. But will his remorse be enough to win back the heart he so carelessly discarded?
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." Darcy stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You're 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. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She stared at me in the mirror. "You can't even glance at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of gazing at that scar?" Heather Bailey got a surprise from her husband: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. She was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman. After signing the divorce papers, shockwaves caught her up. Her flower shop was burned to the ground. 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 from influential families, she started her revenge on Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted, but that was just the beginning.