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"I married you out of pity. Now you have gotten so fat and ugly after childbirth". Her eyes clouded as she scoffed in disbelief. "Victor?" "Let me finish, I have seen women who are in shape after the same childbirth. This divorce is for your own good too. The internet trolls are coming after you." "I don't care what they think! All that matters to me is you. Tell me Victor. Do you also think I am fat and ugly? Unfit to be the first lady by your side?" She asked, tears streaming down her face. ********** Alina believed in Victor's dreams, stood by his side, and supported him even when the world laughed at the idea of an ordinary low class man becoming president. Not even his own family believed he could ever achieve it. But Alina was there, offering her full support. It was a miracle, like magic! Against all odds, Victor won the election. But once he rose to power, he became unrecognizable to Alina. Gone was the man she once loved. In his place stood a ruthless leader who flaunted his affairs, shamed her for her post-pregnancy body, and allowed the world to mock her as The President's Fat, Ugly Wife. Humiliated, heartbroken, and abandoned, Alina, an orphan, had no one but her child to hold onto. Just as she was trying to stay strong, Victor served her divorce papers. On the same day, they lost their child. A day later, he announced his engagement to his secret mistress, revealing that they were expecting a baby together. Alina had to undergo therapy and psychological counseling to heal. Three years later, Victor announced his campaign for a second term. And Alina did the unthinkable, she ran against him. What started as a joke to many turned into the most shocking election in history. No one believed she would win. But she did! The world that once laughed at her now chants her name. And call her, Excellency! Victor realizes too late that he didn't just lose the presidency. He lost the woman who made him president! She was the powerful secret weapon behind his election success. But how?
It was supposed to be the best day of my life.
My husband, Victor Blackwell, an ordinary man with no college education and no political background had managed to defy all odds and become a frontrunner in the presidential election.
And it was the day that would decide our future. Or maybe I should say, my fate.
I had no idea what was in store for me.
I was sitting on the couch in the private lounge, heavily pregnant with my hands resting on my swollen belly.
My heart was racing uncontrollably as the live election broadcast played on the large flat-screen TV in the private lounge.
Although I can see whatever that was happening downstairs in the living room.
Our entire house was filled with guests.
They included Victor's campaign team, family, close friends, and supporters.
Everyone was on edge, waiting for the final results with their fingers crossed.
The atmosphere, suffocating and tense.
It was expected.
This day was going to change our lives for good and also make a difference.
Victor will be the first president of the United States of Auristia to be from a lower class and a complete nobody in politics.
Which is still a mystery to many, and they questioned how he was able to achieve such a level.
Some people were pacing back and forth; others sat stiffly, staring at the screen of their phones, listening attentively to the voting broadcasts without blinking.
My best friend Camilla was sitting beside me, busy with her phone.
Typical Camilla, she's never the one to panic in situations like this.
Always carefree.
We are the only two inside the private lounge.
"Oh my goodness, this is bad," she suddenly snapped.
My heart leaped that instant.
"What? What is bad?"
I asked impatiently, afraid it was something to do with the results.
She showed me her phone screen, but I couldn't see it because of the dark security screen.
"What's that please? I can't see anything," I said impatiently.
"Trolls are coming after you. A Twitter account named Fat Alina seems to be a hate page. He or she does nothing but post hateful things about you. What the hell is wrong with this fool? Look at the ones they made today:
'Imagine if Victor wins the election. That means the whale will be the First Lady of our powerful country, the United States of Auristria.'
'Auristia is a joke! First Lady looking like that? Please, I can't deal with the shame.'
'She is like a female version of Shrek.'
Camilla scoffed in annoyance and arched her brows in anger.
"My goodness, who the hell is this? Did you wrong them in any way? No, this is just too much and has to stop! Do they even know anything about pregnancy hormones?"
I sighed and rubbed my tummy.
Although it hurt, it had been this way since Victor was announced as the presidential candidate for the domineering party.
I have gotten used to this already. I have to be emotionally strong and once I deliver my baby, I will get back in shape that way I will definitely shut them up. But for now,I have to focus on the positive side. Today my husband's life is going to change for good if he wins this election.
"Ain't you sad about this,Alina? If I am in your shoes I will fish whoever is behind that fake account and make them pay".
Camilla broke into my thoughts.
I sighed again.
"Camilla, I don't need such negativity right now. We are waiting for the results. I don't care what they think of me. Besides, politics is a dirty game. That person might be from the opposing party, so they've got to do their job... you know..."
I replied and rubbed my tummy
She was a bit shocked and blinked then laughed awkwardly.
"Wow, you seem so mentally prepared for this First Lady position. But bestie, I don't mean any offense but do you really think Victor is going to win against Gideon Ray?He's been in politics for years... I don't want to say it, but unfortunately it's impossible."
I had a trigger of fear rushed through me after that statement because Camilla got a strong point there, but we have come this far and somehow it's like this was meant to be.
"The same way you said it was impossible for him to be accepted by a political party. And look at him now....a candidate for the domineering party. Just watch and see. I am hopeful about this. He is not going to lose. This means so much to him... Camilla. Since high school he has dreamt of being a president so I can't watch it break him. He will win this. I believe a miracle will happen.He's come this far miraculously."
I replied.
Camilla stared at me for some time and then noticed my hands shaking due to my anxiety.
She sighed and took my hands, giving it a gentle squeeze.
"This is not good for your health and the baby, all this stress, trolling , worries and anxiety. Now, honey, take a deep breath... and out. You need it," she said softly.
I nodded and closed my eyes.
"Deep breath," she instructed.
I did as she said while she continued to hold my hands.
After a while,I opened my eyes.
"How do you feel?"
Camilla asked, staring searchingly into my eyes.
I smiled back.
"Thanks much better. You are the best Camilla".
She chuckled and crossed her legs,then flipped her hair elegantly.
"Next time you will be paying for my therapy services, your Excellency".
She teased.
We laughed together.
It was a good way to ease the tension, thanks to Camilla.
However, as soon as I looked across the room towards my husband and found him battling with his own emotion, I returned back to my anxious state again.
He was standing alone near the window, his back to us, staring outside at the sea of reporters and supporters gathered outside our home.
He was calm or at least he looked it.
But I knew better.
His fingers were tapping continuously on the window frame, a habit of his whenever he was anxious.
The results had been coming in for hours, state by state, district by district.
Every time Victor gained a lead, the room would erupt into cautious cheers.
Every time his opponent, Gideon Ray closed the gap, the tension would return.
It was close. Too close.
"We now have results from Velmara, a crucial swing state," the news anchor announced, drawing our attention.
My breath caught and I could feel my heart racing.
The whole building went dead silent, instantly.
She's a young widow who lost everything. Her husband, her daughter and her voice due to trauma and grief. He's a billionaire idol and a single father to autistic genius twins. Betrayed by love, he became a sadist and swore never to love again. Hiring a mute nanny for his children was a terrible idea, especially one who reminds him of that certain woman he hates to death. It's just a temporary trial, he told himself. But one night changes everything. When one of his twins has a violent meltdown, she freezes-haunted by memories of her own child she couldn't save. As a sadist, he was supposed to be furious, irritated,even. Instead, he silenced her panic with a desperate, impulsive kiss that shocks them both. A mistake. It has to be! He must fire her. Send her away. But his twins have bonded with her. And the real problem? He doesn't want her to leave either. Not now. Not ever.
"You are an old expired woman! You should be thankful I gave you attention. Most women your age are not worth it. You're... what? Forty? Expired!" Ava felt that to her bones. This wasn't just an insult; it was an attack on her very being, her self worth. Expired? ***** Single at 37, Ava was ready to move on from a painful, traumatic past until the four men who sexually harassed her one night were found the next day, good as dead, beaten beyond recognition. A coincidence? Karma? No one knows. But that was only the beginning. A mysterious young man named Kai appears, right on time to rescue her from her abusive relationship. However, Kai isn't just anyone. He's the little boy she once saved. The one who had made her laugh with his innocent promise: "One day, I'll grow up strong and rich. Then, I'll marry you." Ava had laughed and jokingly accepted his marriage proposal. She never thought much of it. It was just a joke from a boy younger than her. A childish promise that will be forgotten, nothing more. So why is he standing before her, claiming to be her husband? After nineteen years! He's all grown up now. Powerful. Wealthy. Unstoppable. Despite their daunting 11-year age gap, Kai will stop at nothing to tear down the walls around her heart and prove he's the only man who will ever love her the way she deserves. Even if she's not ready. Even if she fights it. Even if she resists. He swore he'd have her. And Kai always keeps his promises. She was his savior. Now, she's his obsession.
How do you destroy a man who's already destroyed you? Eleanor was the perfect wife-loyal, selfless, and willing to sacrifice everything for her marriage. She gave up her dreams and career to be a traditional wife. But for her husband,Charles Thompson, it was never enough. He was a serial cheater. A narcissist. A man who shattered her spirit, cost her health, her womb, future of being a mother and the life of her beloved sister. Then left her broken beyond repair. But not anymore. The Eleanor he knew is gone. Another Eleanor is reborn. She's tired of being the victim. Now, she's the hunter. Her mission? To bring Charles to his knees. In this game of secrets, lies, and revenge, Eleanor is ready to take risks she never imagined. She'll break every rule, cross every line, and stop at nothing until justice is served. He ruined her life. Now, it's her turn to ruin his. This isn't just revenge. It's personal. She's not here to forgive, and she's not here to forget. Charles made the mistake of underestimating her. Now, he's about to learn about a woman's rage.
This book contains hot mature scenes and languages. Read at your own risk! This is bad! This is really bad! I am about to have an affair with my boss! My legs shook like a convulsion effect and I gasped out loud, my face buried under his chin, catching my breath. "Val..." His voice came again, damn his sexy deep voice ,it's not helping me in any way. My eyes were half closed,I can't even think straight at the moment. When will my life ever be better than this? Getting laid and trashed. How did I get here?! ****** On what should have been her happiest day, Valerie Jumbo was publicly dumped by her fiancé Luke-only to watch him marry her best friend, Kamsy. Betrayed. Humiliated. Heartbroken. Mocked, for her genuine love and blind trust. Valerie realized she had been nothing more than a tool for their pleasure, support, and convenience. Desperate for a fresh start, she agreed to a one-time date with her billionaire Boss, CEO Prince Norman. A sinfully irresistible playboy and every woman's fantasy. But what began as a simple distraction turned into a whirlwind romance as Prince sought more than just her time. He wanted something he had never desired from any woman before. Valerie's heart! Her healing was slow, but her growth stunned everyone, and most importantly, her new love life turned into a fairy tale. From a timid, rejected woman to the queen of the spotlight! Guess who came crawling back to her, begging for another chance? Her Ex Luke! Valerie can only smile and say, "Thank you, Ex." Warning! Adult content included! Enjoy!
"Do you think I will ever walk hand in hand with a girl three times my size? I only dated you because I wanted to know what it feels like, being with a plus size". That statement got her speechless,her heartbreaking so hard it hurts. "Look ,shit happens sometimes". "Tim.... it's... my first time". She sobbed loudly. "Get over it, not like I forced you to give me your virginity,I had to go, clean up the red stains before leaving". He snarled. Beauty's heart pounding, and her tears flow endlessly. He left and slammed the door after him. **** Bullied for being a plus size since her childhood. Beauty Hills had to deal with insecurity ,trauma and depression, most especially self hate. Her name( Beauty) was said to be the exact opposite of her appearance. After many failed toxic relationships, she moved on and got a job in a fashion company. There she had a one sided crush on her terribly handsome and reserved boss,but Who wouldn't! Not every day you get to see a terribly good looking billionaire who isn't arrogant or proud of his looks,a top green flag! Every single beauty queen in the company is head over heels! Beauty knows she got no chance to compete with them It's useless to dream that big! Maybe not...
This book contains hot mature scenes and languages. Read at your own risk! "Ahhh...". She threw her head back and gasped at the sudden vibrating sensation from her underwear. "What..what..what was that?" "A little toy and a bigger one playing with each other". Antonio replied and pressed the button again. Angela arched her back at the sweet torment,her fingers digging into the sheets tightly. "Stop..stop..please,this is bad,my head is spinning..i ...can't..take...it". Her mouth moved convulsively. "The setting is still low, you are already so twitchy,your body is just so ready". He replied dry, watching her face closely. "Please....". "Those faces you make...you better stop or I will get hard enough to not hold back". He replied and increased the speed. "Haaa...ahhhh..wait...stop ...please". Angela cried, her eyes bulging,as she fought with herself..her thighs vibrating too. "Seeing you cry to it is actually more interesting,I should use it often on you..,this is pretty fun". He pressed the next button. "Stop please...it keeps grinding on my..clit. so hard.I..think something's coming out...my body...ahhh..I am gonna pee..stop". "If you do that...well you will explain to the doctor and nurses, how you wetted the sheets, you can do better,just hold it in". He smirked. She rubbed her thighs together and bit hard on her lower lip,trying to hold back. "Let's take it to the next level,shall we?" She opened her eyes widely,her tongue out salivating. "No..no..please..no..more...." Suddenly she felt herself shaking convulsively. I am at my limits..this is bad..I can't let this pee out...but it's extremely hard,she thought and burst into tears. "Freckles,I will advise you to save the tears we are just warming up". He breaks into her thoughts. "I.. can't..I can't...ahh nghh!" Her eyes rolled back... Anthonio watched her intently, a cigar clamped in his teeth,a hand in his pocket and the other with the remote. He could feel himself hardened. She had that insane effect on him. "Fuck! I am hard". He cursed under his breath. Suddenly the door opened. "Grandma?" Angela gasped, tears clouded her eyes as she tried to keep her face straight and voice steady. *****ADULT CONTENT HERE* read at your own risk! "No matter the time or place,you will spread your legs for me when I say so,that's my condition,can you do that?" Angela met his eyes and swallowed convulsively. "Yes". Her voice trembled. Angela, a 24 yrs old and breadwinner of her poor class family was left with no other choice other than to say yes to Mr Antonio inorder to save her nieces. Antonio Montero of the famous Montero family! The incredibly handsome, famous idol and young billionaire also known as the sexiest man of his generation. A toxic playboy with many sex scandals. Nevertheless, Angela wasn't a fan of his looks or movie roles as most girls including her very own sister, not even in the least in love with him nor he with her. He got a death wish to grant and she, emotionally blackmailed. Most girls would die to find themselves in this situation but not Angela... One year Angela will have her simple life back. But what will she do if it becomes a life time imprisonment? There are far many secrets about the Monteros that got her entrapped.
He hates her so much but she feels so safe with him... Orla Sullivan is the seventh and last daughter of Arnold Sullivan. She is a young girl who is loathed and rejected by every member of her family. Though a Sullivan, Orla lived a solitary life until she met Callan Barlowe at an uninvited dinner in her home. Callan Barlowe is a ruthless billionaire, a man whose aura exudes dominance and agitation. He believes in working hard to make money and when he needs to relax; sleeping with high-class hoes is not an option, but a must-do for him. Marriage is not included in the list of things he has to do in life, but his mother wants him to get married at all costs. Callan's and Orla's worlds collided and now, Orla's life is about to completely veer around from worse to something more inimical because she's about to get married to Callan Barlowe; the ruthless billionaire boss who doesn't give a shit about anyone.
Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. "It's time to reveal your true identity, darling."
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.
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.