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"I'm going to f**k you so hard that you won't remember a thing." He spoke in a commanding tone as he drew nearer to her lips. ****** This book consist of one shot stories that revolves around different characters like; Mafia, President, CEO, bully boy and their romance. Buckle up to read this crazy series. Part-1: Submitting to Mafia Part-2: Submitting to Professor Part-3: Submitting to CEO Part-4: Submitting to bully boy Part-5: Submitting to President
[Mentioning of rape, explicit content, drugs and substances. Don't read if you are uncomfortable. You have been warned.]
Elysia was sleeping soundly in her apartment. Oblivious of the world. Her life was smooth and comfortable and she didn't want anything else. However, she had no idea that in a single night her whole world could turn around.
The weather was cold. These days it's been raining a lot. The aesthetically pleasing sound of the rain was making her sleep harder. The darkness of the night was on its peak.
Elysia had no idea that it was raining. She had herself covered with the comforter. If she was awake she would have enjoyed this pleasing weather. These days rain is reminding her of someone whom she met a month ago.
Her eyes were dreaming. Suddenly the main switch of the apartment was turned off. That's why the night bulb in her bedroom also went off.
Her fragile body was unaware of the darkness this night was going to bring to her life. Beautiful dreams in her eyes were shattered due to the weird feeling. She felt like something heavy was on the top of her. Even in her sleep, Elysia had a hard time breathing. She tried to turn away but she felt like her body was paralysed.
Her sixth sense woke up but she had a feeling that she was still dreaming. If this was a dream then it was dangerously killing.
In order to shatter this dream, she tried to open her eyes but her eyelashes also felt heavy. The hot breaths of someone were smoldering her face and neck.
Within split seconds, her senses were heightened. With drowsy eyes.... She looked around in the room and without caring about the darkness, Elysia tried to identify the man who was leaning over her and she got aware of his purpose through the tight grip of his hand on her arm.
Her fragile heart drowned somewhere. ''Wh.... who?'' Her lips quivered. Eyes filled with tears. She didn't waste any second and pushed this unknown man away and ran towards the bedroom door.
The man on the bed got up even faster than her and ran behind. While Elysia has fallen down after colliding with the table. She couldn't see a thing in this darkness but her instincts were warning her of what is coming next.
The man laughed so loud that her breaths almost stopped. He looked at her in the darkness with squinted eyes as she got up from the floor. The thunder and lightning outside was lighting up the room.
Elysia got a glimpse of his features. He was average in height maybe 5.6, little muscular, dangerous and deadly but old enough to be her Dad. Those eyes were so scary that I felt her soul being sucked out. Her heart was about to break down the ribcage.
''Why are you in such a hurry, dorogoy (sweetheart)?'' The Russian accent was rolling off his tongue. ''If you will resist so much then it will only make me more thirsty for you and the result---- you know what I will do to you.'' He tightly wrapped his arm around her waist and in the light of a lighter, he brought her to the bed. While she was resisting.
''Who are you? What do you want? Please don't do this. We... we can talk.'' Elysia begged. While her begging was only doing things to him. Tears were rolling down her eyes.
''Let me go. Please for God sake, let me go.'' She was desperate and helpless. She couldn't act tough with him so she begged.
That ruthless man ignored her sobs and leaned onto her.
''N-no.... please... Please let me go." She put her hands on his chest and tried to push him away.
''How can I let you go? This is your room. I should be the one to leave and don't worry, sweetheart. I will leave but after staining your beautiful face.'' He said with hatred as he touched her face.
Elysia tried to scratch his face but he made her attempt impossible and put her hands behind on the headboard. Elysia felt chills down her spine.
''I have never offended anyone. I even haven't seen you before. Still, I apologize if I ever did something wrong to you. Please don't do this to me. Please, I beg you.'' She pleaded and cried. Her sobs were echoing in the room.
''Don't... don't do this. Please.... please have some... mer-mercy on me.'' She was saying in incoherent words.she was crying badly but the man in front of her wasn't human, he was satan.
''I am being merciful. You love him so much that you saved his life so I should spend a night with you in return.'' He was saying with disgust.
Elysia had no idea what he was saying. Nor did she have the strength to make out of his words. All she wanted was an escape from the disgusting touch of this devil. His grip in response was getting brutal.
Elysia roared, ''I DON'T LOVE ANYONE. LET GO OF ME YOU, BASTARD.'' She moved her limbs frivolously but her little attempts of escape were nothing to him.
When her words had no impact on him, she shouted again. ''IS.... IS THERE ANYONE OUT THERE TO HELP ME!!??'' She was sobbing like a child, but there was no one to hear her and he was exploring her body like a book, touching every page of it, smelling the fragrance of new pages. Touching the peak of ruthlessness.
''Mom!!'' She shouted so loud that her throat was scratched. She preferred to die rather than being touched by this stranger.
He comfortably sat on the bed and lit a cigarette. He was enjoying her sobs and whimpers. They were putting his mind in peace.
''Shouldn't we turn on the lights, dorogoy (sweetheart)? I am sure when you will find me sitting so close to you, you will feel better.'' He smoked and looked at her tear stained face in the flame of the lighter.
Elysia tried to cover herself with the blanket at what he said. Her eyes frightened.
''Yes, there is whole night left, dorogoy (sweetheart).'' He said and smoldered her earlobe with the cigarette. The burn made her scream on the top of her lungs. Her throat was now swollen from crying so much. Her senses were going numb. She tried and tried but after thousands of attempts she couldn't protect herself from his repulsive touch.
He turned on the lights. Elysia didn't want to even look at his face. In one swift motion, he tore her clothes. She resisted but he slapped her face so hard that she saw stars. ''Please...'' she whimpered. But that did nothing to him.
When he entered her forbidden hole, he was taken aback to find that she is a virgin. ''Oho, you are not a virgin anymore.'' He informed her as he looked at the look that was oozing out of her. While Elysia screamed in pain. She felt like something inside her had been torn apart.
''By the way, I am surprised to know that he hasn't touched you yet. You must be so precious to him.'' He was talking wickedly. ''What should I do, I have taken something which he desires. What will he do now?'' He laughed.
Elysia had no idea what he was saying. She just wanted to run away from his powerful thrusts.
That satan played with her body the whole night. Her body was shattering and she couldn't put those pieces back. Even after ruining her, he didn't feel better.
So, with a cigarette he carved the initials of his name 'M' on her left cheek. She had no strength left to resist that. The tears were scattered. She was in pain to the point that she felt herself going numb.
Her body was wounded, her soul was bleeding.... before dawn, he had stained her body and soul. He had tried a new drug while Elysia had died although the chain of her breaths hadn't been cut off. He left.... he left but after doing what he wanted. He ruined her pure face and bravely left his sign on her left cheek and neck. He wasn't afraid of anyone.
He wanted to see that man helpless. That's why he chose her and made her a target of his hate. It was an open challenge for him. While she could do nothing. There was nothing for her to do.
Her body had no strength to even get up.
"You were, are and will be fucking mine. Whoever will dare to mess with you, they will be buried 6ft deep in the ground." He said with possessiveness and I gasped at his tone. "But I hate you, Zen Warner." I said through the gritted teeth. He smirked sinesterly and ran the pad of his thumb on my lower lip, "It's alright. I can work with hate." -------- Marriage was not on my bingo list. However, life doesn't go as you plan. Out of nowhere I was forced to marry a man, I knew nothing about, well, except his name. Moreover, just like I got married, I was forced to divorce him. I thought life cannot get messier but I was proved wrong when I had a terrible accident. Finally, when I was sure that my life was on track and I would be able to accomplish my dream of an actress... he reappeared in my life, turning it upside down. ----- Berielle Wang is a 22 years old girl. She is an aspiring actress. Beautiful, kind, polite and well-mannered. There is nothing bad about her. But she had to pay a price for this kindness. Zen Warner is a 30 years CEO. He married a girl just to fulfill the wish of his grandpa. However, who knew that within days that girl would be the center of his universe? In order to protect her, he could go to any length. Even if it means letting go of her.
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."