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Daphne had always known that it'll be hard to be in a relationship with Griffin Reyes,the future brother-in-law of her ex.She didn't want to be connected to her ex in any way. But Griffin is madly attracted to her and she soon falls under his charms.She let herself believe that she has finally found the one until his first love returns and he ditches her without a second thought. When their past crosses again and she has someone else by her side now,it's only then Griffin realizes that he doesn't want her to be with anyone but him. Winning her back wouldn't be as easy as he anticipated.
CHAPTER 1
*I'm getting married to Lucia.You have to be happy for me.Her family's fortune will change my life.You have nothing to offer me,Daphne but I still love you.I want you to secretly be my mistress.*
Those were the words of her boyfriend of five years.
Those words reverberated in Daphne Howard's head over and over again.
She thought her family's background didn't matter to him.She thought he had loved her,unconditionally.Were the memories?Was everything they went through together so easy to throw away?
How could he do this to her?
And he had the nerves to suggest she becomes his mistress?!
His other woman?
His dirty little secret!
Daphne might not be a perfect woman but she knew her worth.She had great self esteem and would never settle for less.She had bluntly told Jacob that it was over between them.She would never be his mistress or anything to him ever again.
But the pain of the break up was still very fresh in her heart.She leaned against the window,devastatingly.She was in a cab when she caught sight of a club.
She sat up and quickly told the driver to pull over.She just wanted to distract herself.Do anything to get over this pain.
Daphne hurried up to the entrance of the club but she was stopped by two bouncers.
"The club's having a mask party tonight.Everyone has to be on masks."They informed her.
Sighing,she bought a mask by the side,put it on and walked into the club.She immediately went to the counter where she sat and order some alcoholic drinks.
She downed bottles after bottles,wanting to drink her sorrows away.Vaguely,she noticed a man sitting beside her.
He was also on a mask and elegantly sipping his glass of wine.
Daphne's drunk senses took notice of how gorgeous he looked in his suit.She instantly had a feeling that he must have a very handsome face.
As she continued to gush over him,she longed to be in a man's arms tonight.
Without thinking twice,not that she would be able to think twice in her alcohol filled brain,she got off her chair and staggered closer to him.
"Hello there."She purred."Wanna spend the night with me?"
The man only stared at her for a second and to her surprise,he nodded.
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Few minutes later found them walking into an hotel room.
As the man turned on the light,Daphne closed the distance between them,stood on her toes and kissed him.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her back,passionately.
As he took nibbles after nibbles of her lips,Daphne thought about how much she had loved it when Jacob kisses her.
The man's lips fell to her neck,sucking on her pulse point.
Daphne shut her eyes feeling so turned on and she had no idea when she moaned out a name.
"Jacob."
The man instantly moved away from her.
Daphne panicked knowing no man,even if this was a stranger to her,no one would appreciate you moaning someone else's name.
How did that name even fall from her lips?!
She wanted nothing to do with Jacob!
Daphne froze when the man took off his mask.Her eyes dilated as she recognized him.
Griffin Reyes!
The most sought-after lawyer and Bachelor in Chicago!
He was very famous in the high society and people had so much respect for him.
That wasn't the only thing shocking to her.He was Lucia's brother.The brother of the woman Jacob had left her for!
He was Jacob's future brother-in-law.
She shakily took off her mask and he didn't look fazed by who she was.
He only clicked his tongue and walked up towards the window.
"So you picked me at the bar to make Jacob jealous?"He snarled.
Daphne swallowed hard.
Obviously,Griffin knew who she had been to Jacob.
She couldn't really pretend she didn't know him.
But he had been on a mask and they've never really had a close encounter to recognize him by his voice.
By now,she had sobered up,completely.
The shock of whom she had almost slept with was enough to get her back to her right senses.
"I wasn't making anyone jealous."She explained."We were both on masks and I.and I didn't recognize you.I'm sorry about even suggesting we spend the night together,I was drunk."
Fortunately,he didn't make things difficult of her.
He spun and walked towards her.Taking off his jacket,he placed his around her shoulders.
"Come,I'll take you home,Miss Howard."He said,expressionlessly.
"Thanks."She murmured and followed him.
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In Griffin's Maybach,neither of them spoke throughout the drive but Daphne stole glances at him a few times.
She still couldn't believe that she had almost slept with someone as magnificent as he was.
He was literally a Greek god.She stared at his perfect face and expensive clothing.
Daphne guessed he might be used to high societal women.
Griffin pulled over close to her house,he glanced at her,discreetly wishing she hadn't moan out another man's name,wishing they had continued what she had started.
He stretched his business card to her and Daphne wordlessly understood what that meant.
He wanted her to give him a call in any case she wanted to really spend the night with him.She was surprised that a man like him wanted that from her,even after finding out who she was to Jacob.
Even though he was charming and probably good in bed,Daphne didn't want to get involved with him.Not only was he a big shot,he was related to Jacob now and she just wanted to forget all about Jacob.
She didn't even want to see him again.
Audrey Wilson must marry an old, ugly man because of her father's unpaid debts. She thought her boyfriend would be her savior, but on the same day, she discovers that he has betrayed her along with her best friend. So, desperate, she has to go to a bar to look for an opportunity, and luckily, she does find it... *** Audrey feel, a strange sensation was emanating from every part of her body. She tried to clench her legs, but was prevented from doing so. Lucien spread her legs and took his c*ck and aimed it at her v*ginal entrance. Smiling, he prompted her, "I'm coming in." With that he thrust hard. "Ah-" Audrey cried out, unlike the moan she had just given. It was a scream from pain, and she felt a ripping pain coming from her bottom. Lucien sensed something was wrong and looked down to check, he saw blood. What was going on here? She really was a virgin!
"Lucien, let's get a divorce," I said in a peremptory tone that was long overdue, the most decisive farewell to this absurd marriage. We had been married for exactly three years-three years that, for me, were filled with nothing but endless loneliness and torment. For three years, the husband who should have stood by my side through every storm, Lucien Sullivan, had completely disappeared from my life as if he had never existed. He vanished without a trace, leaving me alone to endure this empty, desolate marriage. Today, I finally received his message: "I'm back. Come pick me up at the airport." When I read his words, my heart leapt with joy, and I raced to the airport, thinking that he finally understood my love and was coming back to me. But his cruelty was far worse than I could have ever imagined-he was accompanied by a pregnant woman, and that woman was Carla, my closest and most trusted friend. In that moment, all of my previous excitement, all my hope, and all of our shared laughter and tears turned into the sharpest of daggers, stabbing into my heart and leaving me gasping for air. Now, all I want is to escape from this place that has left me so broken-to lick my wounds in solitude. Even if these wounds will remain with me for the rest of my life, I refuse to have anything to do with him ever again. He should know that it was his own hand that trampled our love underfoot, that his coldness and betrayal created this irreparable situation. But when he heard those words, he desperately clung to this broken, crumbling marriage, unwilling to let it end-almost as though doing so could rewind time and return everything to how it used to be. "Aurora, come back. I regret everything!" Regret? Those simple words stirred no emotion in me-only endless sadness and fury. My heart let out a frantic, desperate scream: It's too late for any of this!
Billionaire Bennett Graham urgently needed a wife to close a business deal but his fiancée wasn't ready to tie the knots yet. So his grandmother picked the most unassuming maid for him. Everything was supposed to go incredibly well, and all he had to do was wait until he divorced her a year later. But after seeing Maliyah's ocean eyes.it wasn't looking simple anymore. *** Before I could get her up, it was as if she felt the light and an uncomfortable sound came out of her mouth. "Uh-huh..." She raised her hand to cover her eyes. But I didn't have time to wait for her to wake up, so I told her to "Get Up." My voice seemed to scare her, and her light-fearing eyes suddenly widened and she kept moving to the corner. The only voice in the quiet art room was her fear-filled voice, "No...please...go away...don't come close to me." She was afraid of me? I hadn't even spoken to her before, what was she afraid of? This was definitely not going to work, I couldn't talk to her if she couldn't calm down. Then I moved closer to her, my hand on her trembling shoulder, and I whispered soothingly "Calm down.I'm not going to hurt you.I'm not going to hurt you."I assured and then she moved her hair away from her face as if to stare at me properly. Our eyes met.It was that moment. It felt as if I was enchanted for a moment. Those ocean eyes were the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen.
Billionaire Ivan Grayson do not believe in love or marriage.but when most of his properties are seized and with his inheritance on the line..he is placed in a tough spot.Ivan is angered that he has to shared his life with a woman now. When he thought his life couldn't get more upsetting,he meets a drunk lady on a wedding dress who mistook him for her ex-lover.
"I heard you're going to marry Marcelo. Is this perhaps your revenge against me? It's very laughable, Renee. That man can barely function." Her foster family, her cheating ex, everyone thought Renee was going to live in pure hell after getting married to a disabled and cruel man. She didn't know if anything good would ever come out of it after all, she had always thought it would be hard for anyone to love her but this cruel man with dark secrets is never going to grant her a divorce because she makes him forget how to breathe.
Dante slowed his pace, withdrawing until only the tip was still inside her before thrusting his hips once,eliciting a sharp gasp from her lips. He brought his mouth down to hover over hers. "Can you feel me,my love?"He rasped. Renee angled her head,nipping at his lips."Yes,I feel you." ------------ To save her family from a loanshark,Renee Gallo agrees to be married to Dante Moretti, a man who has been called many names. He has been labeled as a devil,as a hideous-looking demon,the notorious son of Gustavo Moretti. But it turns out that this man who is cruel to the world loves and pampers her more than she had ever imagined.
Veronica is an eighteen-year-old omega who falls into an emotional breakdown when her Mate, who was soon to be the Alpha of the Sun crest pack, turns against her, hurls hurtful words at her, and rejects her on the night of the full moon festival because he and everyone in the pack, including her, thinks she is an omega. As if the pain of rejection, helplessness, and worthlessness wasn't enough, she lost her best and only friend to the cold hands of death when rogue wolves attacked their pack. Right in the presence of her mate, she was tagged as someone who always attracted problems and calamities anywhere she went and he turned a blind eye and watched as she was banished from the pack. With hatred for her life, she runs deep into the woods that were off-limits and jumps off to end her life, but in a turn of events, something else happens. What would her mate do when he finds out that Veronica is not who he thinks she is? Will she be able to forgive him? What fate lies ahead for them?
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."
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
"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."
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.