After the assassination of her mother and disappearance of her elder sister, a distraught Marina Romana infiltrated a biker den dressed as a boy to find out who killed her mother and her sister's disappearance. Before her mother died, her mother left a letter, saying that she was targeted and if she eventually died, she should start looking for her killers from the gang. Marina was full of rage so she waited for the captain of the gang to show up to kill him and leave but the second he arrived and she saw him, she halted. He's the same man she had a one night stand with months ago. So he's the killer? The most disappointing part is that he seemed to have no recollection of her. Gang members say he lost his memories recently from an accident. She won't kill him just yet. He must regain his memory first and die with guilt. Or so she thought.....
Marina's POV
I walked into the casino fearlessly with my head held high. This will be my first appearance after a long time.
This black provocative dress, my hair in a classic sleek bun, my lips stained the color of fresh blood, and my milky skin made me feel like the Russian princess that I was for once.
It wasn't hard to understand why all the attention was on me, and honestly, I didn't need it, but I needed to look the part.
I needed to double the last four million dollars I had left, since mom refused to give any more to me. All I did was buy expensive designer pants, exquisite male jackets and T-shirts and a couple of caps, like a dozen times.
I understood that she didn't like that I dressed that way, but I preferred comfort over stupid dresses like this one I had on now. Not only did it invite unwanted attention, it also made me look different, like some prey.
The casino was similar to the ones I've seen in movies, and men in well tailored suits were scattered across like ants gathering fresh candy.
My Aunt is hosting a humanitarian event tomorrow and I needed to be there for her and donate.
Fully bent on doing what I came to do, my heels clicked on the pure white floor, my arms carefully by my side the whole time as I acted like their surprise didn't bother me. Boldly, I slipped into a seat where a group of men were sitting around a poker table.
I watched the way their mouths parted and the way their eyes widened in surprise. It was totally my fault. Everyone thought I was dead. Even now, rumors of me being here had already spread and they couldn't even stop the gossip from floating into my own ears.
I'm princess Marina, the heir to my mother's fortune since my sister decided to disappear out of the blue years ago.
I noticed some of the men checking me out, eyes pinned on my tits but really, anything for this game to work in my favor.
Even if they let me win, I would shamelessly take it after seducing them like this. There was no feminism here when I needed to win and not blow four million dollars.
I learnt how to play casino games just two weeks ago. I studied harder than I ever had to do in my life for this moment, and it was finally here. The dealer began to shuffle cards, and my heart thumped in my chest a little, apprehensiveness and fear clothing me like a second skin. I will win. I must win, no matter what it takes.
It was a table for six, one for the dealer, one for me, and there were three other men. There was just one empty seat beside me. I wondered who had it, but not for long.
A tall, hot, gorgeous devil with a face fit for only high class magazines graced the seat.
Immediately I set my eyes on him, my senses heightened and for some reason, I bit back a fucking appreciative moan. He barely even touched me or noticed me. Heat immediately enveloped the length of me.
He apologized for being late and he settled in, staking his own money. His ebony black thick hair ran with the wind as it scattered across his face, softy. I noticed it from my peripheral vision, and it made my insides jubilate.
After what felt like hours of ogling his features, the dealer spoke.
"Welcome to the first round of this game. May the best player win." The men grinned mischievously as though they all had sly moves up their sleeves.
When he began to share the cards, I guess I somehow caught the attention of the hot devil beside me.
"Hey." My body stiffened, then relaxed. A simple hey was all it took to completely undo me, even though I never cared for men.
All I did was dress like one and annoy my mother but for the first time ever, I was so glad to be a woman, almost naked and glowing in my hotness.
His voice made the hairs at the back of my head stand in excitement, and I practically craned my neck to see him clearly.
I guess, maybe I shouldn't have. He was awfully close, so fucking close. Oh God. His features kissed my face and it made me dizzy.
The dealer cut through the tension immediately and finally, the game commenced.
I fixed my concentration on the cards as I couldn't afford to fail after betting everything I had.
"You're so interested in winning." He said in a teasing tone, as if he admired the way I was focused. His breath slapped my ears sensually, and I melted.
"Stating the obvious?" I asked cockily, my lips curled up in a grin I hoped he didn't notice, or the way my cheeks tinted red.
"I guess." This time, I felt his hard gaze on my face. He took his time to stare at me shamelessly, his eyes dropping down to my outfit after having a good look at my face. I tried to pretend like I didn't notice but my heart was dancing in my chest.
"How cute." He said in a low voice, more to himself than to me, but it still got me all giddy.
"You're that Russian lost princess, aren't you? I've not seen you before. Where have you been? Rumors don't do your beauty Justice."
So he knew me. He said I'm beautiful!
"Around?" I said, tired of the boring question.
"I see. Well, princess. This game is a dangerous game, and I don't see you winning it at all, so why bother?"
Asshole. The butterflies in my stomach immediately screeched to a halt. I clicked my teeth.
I wanted to lash out in response but once again his features practically assaulted me. Why did he have to be so hot?
"We'll see about that then."
"Bold, hot and sexy. Aren't you?" He smirked, his hot gaze burning up my skin. Such a dirty talker.
"I mean, we love a self aware princess, don't we?" I clapped back and by the amused grin on his face, he was loving where this was going.
We bickered on and on as the game went on. Others barely noticed as their eyes were on the game. Soon, I weaved my golden heels in between his legs, playing with it and acting like I didn't know what I was doing.
"Seducing me so you'll win? He grunted against my ears. "You're doing a fucking good job, but two can play this game." He whispered in the most husky voice I had ever heard and a shiver ran down my spine.
My eyes widened as a trail of hotness traveled across my skin. Goosebumps attacked me as I felt his burning flesh on top of my naked thighs. His full hand was on top of it, running through it sensually, sending me into a frenzy.
I ignored him, and pretended like I wasn't affected so he inched further, his fingers crawling deeper into my thighs. When his fingers reached just before the middle, a sensation rippled through me, causing me to let out a quiet, breathless gasp. When I faced him subtly, his eyes were on me.
"Losing your mind already? But I've barely started, princess."
The more I looked at his face, the more I wanted to say 'fuck it' and leave with him.
He was messing with me but my head was still in the game. He was equally playing, his face never leaving the table as he rubbed my thighs under the table. Such a multitasking devil! I should've known.
He threw a card, and all the men gasped, me included. His grin widened. I feared for the millions I could possibly lose. I had no idea he was this cunning. I got pissed.
"Princess, do you still think you'll win?"
"Fuck off." I removed his hand from my thighs aggressively, but subtly.
"Don't get upset yet. You can still turn things around but here's a deal."
"I'm listening."
"If I win, I get to fuck you senseless after this. If you do, which I doubt, use me as you please." I glanced at him, his shameless deal still ringing in my ears. He was clearly serious.
"Deal."
As the game commenced, I realized that now, I was turning tables. My cards were the best at the moment. Eventually, I did what I had to do as it was clear that the odds were finally in my favour.
I placed all my cards forward, and with my eyes locked on his, I made my move.
Confusion immediately gathered in the faces of the men as silence took over. They stared at one another as if they couldn't believe some princess would win them. Internally, my heart was beating fast, refusing to believe my luck. I played a dangerous game tonight, and I came out victorious.
As I turned around so I could see the shock on this devil's face, he looked pretty normal, his face didn't as much as twitch. I still knew he was probably upset. I had made twenty million dollars just like that.
"Cat got your tongue now?" I teased.
"Congratulations, princess. You got lucky. Too bad I won't have you for the night." His gaze raked my whole body, and he couldn't stop licking his lips. I wanted those lips on mine, on my fucking body.
Rising up from my seat, my hands locked with his, urging him to get up with me.
One look at him, and I proceeded to use him, exactly how I fucking wanted.
"I guess you'll just get what you want after all."
He smirked, then we walked out of the casino, all the way to a hotel room.
I still didn't understand what came over me, but as I let this devil fuck me all night, I had never felt better.
"Is having sex with you the only way you'll let me stay here?" "Yes." "That's mean of you." "Look for someplace else then." .......... Anna Stead, who became fatherless at a young age, worked hard for college money and got admitted into college two years after high school. She paid in full for tuition, but totally forgot all about accommodation! She couldn't forfeit college again for a whole year just because of accommodation so she confided in her best friend who suggested that she stayed with her calm, aloof brother. Upon meeting up with the said brother, what could she do when the only way she could stay there was if she agreed to have sex with him? Will she end up sleeping and falling in love with this pervert? And what will happen when her friend finds out about the messed up relationship between her brother and Anna? Find out in this interesting read!
Warning ⚠️ Not suitable for underage readers! Rated 21+ This is a collection of steamy, hot and unholy stories.
This is a collection of erotic stories from different people and their experiences. Not suitable for viewers under the age of 18!
I admired her boldness and Innocence. She was really desperate. Too bad I was gonna take what I want In exchange for her invading my space. For a whole year at that. I turned to stare at her perky boobs again, how badly I wanted to put my hands in between and hold them both. How badly I wanted to suck her lips dry. Nahh, I need to take what I want. And that's what I decided to do, I had made up my mind. "You think I'm attractive, thank you. So, are you willing to do what I want in exchange for me to let you stay here?" "Yes, yes please. Let me in already" "Sure, come in and take a seat, let's talk " She came in and sat down on a couch. I followed suit and sat at the adjacent side of hers. "I think you're really attractive. This is totally unlike me but it's something I really want. And it's only you I can get it from" "What exactly are you saying?" " I'm saying I want to have sex with you first. You're friggin hot!" "So you really are a pervert?! Too bad I've got no place to go to" "I'm really not, I'm sorry it came out the way it did. But I really want it" "That's the only condition right? I can stay here if we do that right?" "We'll find out" ..... What could Anna stead do when this was the only way she could stay in college because she was an orphan? Why would the aloof Adrian Ortega resist such an opportunity to sleep with this beauty? Read to find out!
I felt a heavy weight on my body,he started nibbling at my neck and kissing it. "You're pretty yuuno" He whispered in the deepest voice ever that sent shivers down my spine. And I still didn't know the identity of this man. I just wanted to get released. Soon he made his way to my shirt and removed the buttons one by one. He ripped out my bra and his lips landed on my boobs. Tears already formed in my eyes. I couldn't even scream, who would help me? He sucked on them till I was sure I was very sore. ………… Carol Anderson has always dreamed of becoming a singer with her father as her biggest supporter. However things took a sharp turn when he suddenly passed away. He wasn't sick or anything, or was he? Life became meaningless until she met a man that actually supported all her dreams and aspirations. They later got engaged, but that was when she discovered the biggest secret ever!
Julia Hayes who is believed to be a calm sophomoric game developer gets entangled with a man after being saved from a course mate. Fate turns out the man is actually her future boss who falls in love with her at first sight. Dane Alder– as they call him is a multi billionaire who would anything for Julia, even if it means hurting her instigators and risking his life. Romance ensues afterwards but will be twists and turns involving their love story and lives be able to break them apart? What trials awaits them? And will they ever overcome the consequences of even meeting each other at the first place and then falling in love??
As far as everyone was concerned, William had married Renee under duress. Now that his one true love was back—and with child—they couldn’t wait for him to abandon Renee. Surprisingly, Renee was candid about the situation. "To be honest, I’m the one asking for a divorce every single day. I want it even more than any of you!" But they brushed off her remark as a paltry attempt to save face. Until William made a declaration himself. "Divorce is out of the question. Anyone who spreads false rumors shall face legal consequences!" Renee was at a loss. What was this crazy man up to now?
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
Ethan always viewed Nyla as a compulsive liar, while she saw him as aloof and insensitive. Nyla had cherished the notion that she was dear to Ethan, yet she felt coldly rejected when she realized her place in his heart was insignificant. No longer trying to break through his coldness, she stepped back, only for him to alter his approach unexpectedly. She challenged him, "If you trust me so little, why keep me around?" Ethan, who had once carried himself with pride, now stood before her with a humble plea. "Nyla, I've made mistakes. Please don't walk away from me."
Sequel to chasing my estranged wife; I want you back. ******** " You promised me!'' I screamed. "You promised that you wouldn't hurt me, you made the vows that you would stand beside me, Ryan, and what did you do? You broke me into smithereens. I don't want anything to do with you anymore. When I said we were done. I meant it!" Falling in love with him had come in a whirlwind, she couldn't account for how exactly it had happened but what she knew was that she didn't want to let go once she was in. For Ryan, when he made a vow, he had meant it, but nothing had told him about marriage, that it wasn't just a bed of roses, but it had thorns in it as well. When secrets piled up between them and vows broken, they had no choice but to let go of each other, but years later, he wanted her back. Like the air he breathed, he chased after her, but she was gone. Left with the remnants of his actions, he is torn between getting her back and damning all consequences or letting go of her and his children, which would it be?
Three years ago, the Moore family opposed Charles Moore's choice to marry his beloved woman and selected Scarlett Riley as his bride. Charles didn't love her. In fact, he hated her. Not long after they got married, Scarlett received an offer from her dream university and jumped on it. Three years later, Charles's beloved woman fell terribly ill. In order to fulfill her last wish, he called Scarlett back and presented her with a divorce agreement. Scarlett was deeply hurt by Charles's abrupt decision, but she chose to let him go and agreed to sign the divorce papers. However, Charles seemed to delay the process deliberately, leaving Scarlett confused and frustrated. Now, Scarlett was trapped between the consequences of Charles's indecision. Would she be able to break free from him? Would Charles eventually come to his senses and face his true feelings?
For two years, Ashton had poured his heart into his marriage, yet Emalee's heart remained cold. Despite his dedication, Emalee presented him with divorce papers. She bluntly stated she could not remain married to a man whose net worth was less than a million dollars. Ashton signed the papers, closing one chapter of his life and stepping into a new beginning. Then, Ashton revealed his secret identities: a music mogul, a medical expert, and a martial arts master—each persona impressive enough to stun the world. As Ashton’s true capabilities came to light, Emalee was overwhelmed with deep regret.