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On the day Nadine was supposed to marry the man she loved, her life changed in an instant. Just before the ceremony began, a black car stopped in front of the church, and a group of armed men kidnapped her without explanation. The man behind the abduction was Rafael Montgomery Sinclair-a ruthless underworld king who ruled the city with an iron grip. Not only did he possess wealth and power, but he also had the freedom to do whatever he pleased, untouched by the law. "I don't care who you were supposed to marry. From this moment on, you're mine," Rafael declared coldly, his eyes filled with possession. Forced into a marriage with a man she'd never met, Nadine found herself trapped in a terrifying reality. Her hatred for Rafael grew, but the more she got to know him, the more she realized he carried secrets darker than she could have ever imagined. Yet, amidst it all, one question haunted her-why did Rafael want her? Was this just about power, or was there a hidden reason she had yet to uncover?
Nadine Monroe had always believed in love-the kind that made hearts race and souls intertwine, the kind that made every struggle worthwhile. And today was supposed to be the happiest day of her life. The church was adorned with fresh white roses, their scent mingling with the crisp morning air. The golden sunlight streamed through the stained-glass windows, casting a warm glow on the guests who had gathered to witness her union with the man she had loved for years.
Standing in front of the mirror in the bridal suite, she took a deep breath, smoothing down the intricate lace of her wedding gown. Her reflection stared back at her, eyes brimming with emotion, lips trembling with nervous anticipation.
"You look beautiful," her best friend, Olivia, whispered, adjusting the delicate veil over her blonde waves. "Eric is going to lose his mind when he sees you."
Nadine smiled softly. "I hope so. This feels like a dream."
But dreams had a way of shattering. And this one would, in the most brutal way possible.
A sharp knock on the door made them both jump. Before either could react, the door was flung open, revealing three imposing men dressed in black. Their faces were unreadable, their movements swift and precise.
Panic flared in Nadine's chest. "Who-"
Before she could finish, strong arms wrapped around her, pulling her away from Olivia's reach. A gloved hand clamped over her mouth, muffling her scream.
"Stay quiet, and no one gets hurt," a deep, commanding voice murmured into her ear.
Terror surged through her veins as she struggled, kicking against her captor's grip, but it was useless. He was too strong. Olivia screamed, but one of the men grabbed her, silencing her with a sharp glare.
Nadine's heart pounded wildly as they dragged her down the empty corridor, her white gown trailing behind her like a ghostly shadow. The elegant church, once filled with laughter and love, now felt suffocating, its sacred walls unable to protect her from the nightmare unfolding.
The moment they stepped outside, the cold wind hit her face, but the chill was nothing compared to the icy dread creeping through her body. A sleek black car was parked just beyond the church entrance, the back door already open, waiting.
"No! Let me go!" Nadine thrashed against the firm grip, but the man holding her didn't even flinch.
A second later, she was shoved into the car, her body landing against the leather seats. The door slammed shut behind her, cutting off the sound of Olivia's desperate cries.
Gasping for breath, she spun around-only to find herself face-to-face with the man who had orchestrated it all.
Rafael Montgomery Sinclair.
The name was infamous, whispered in hushed tones across the city. The ruthless king of the underworld. The man who controlled everything-from the politicians in their high offices to the criminals lurking in the dark alleyways. He was untouchable. Unforgiving.
And now, he was staring at her like she belonged to him.
Nadine's breath caught in her throat. His presence was suffocating, his aura drenched in danger and dominance. He was devastatingly handsome, in a way that felt almost cruel. Sharp jawline, piercing blue eyes, and a cold, unreadable expression that sent shivers down her spine.
She forced herself to speak, her voice shaking. "Who the hell do you think you are? You can't just-"
"I can do whatever I want," he interrupted smoothly, his voice deep, laced with quiet menace.
Her fists clenched. "I was getting married."
A flicker of something-amusement, perhaps-crossed his face. "Not anymore."
Her stomach twisted violently. "Why? Why are you doing this?"
Rafael leaned closer, his gaze never leaving hers. When he spoke, his words were soft, yet they carried a weight that made her blood run cold.
"Because you were supposed to belong to someone else. And I don't like losing what's mine."
Nadine's world tilted on its axis. This couldn't be real. This had to be some kind of twisted mistake.
But as the car sped away, leaving the church-and the life she had known-far behind, she realized the horrifying truth.
She was no longer a bride. She was a prisoner.
Leonhart Aldric never imagined his life would become entangled in the obsessive desires of a wealthy heiress. He lived a simple life, working as a private chauffeur for Vivienne Everleigh, the only daughter of a powerful business tycoon. The job wasn't his choice-it was a legacy left by his father, who had served the Everleigh family until his last breath. Out of respect for his late father, Leonhart stepped into his place. But working for the Everleighs was far from easy. Especially because of Vivienne-a spoiled, stubborn girl who was utterly fixated on him. Obsessed, relentless, and completely unwilling to accept rejection, Vivienne did everything in her power to get his attention. Leonhart, however, never saw Vivienne as anything more than a pampered girl who knew nothing of the real world. He rejected every advance and ignored every flirtation with his usual cold demeanor. But the more he pulled away, the more determined Vivienne became. When Leonhart started getting close to another woman, jealousy consumed Vivienne. She couldn't accept the thought of the man she wanted falling into someone else's arms. And so, she devised a plan-using her wealth and influence to destroy any woman who dared get close to Leonhart. But beneath all her reckless actions, there was one fear she refused to acknowledge-the fear of losing Leonhart forever. And Leonhart? Would he survive in Vivienne's obsessive world, or would he walk away before it was too late?
Stuck in her final semester with no clear way out, Serena is desperate. Elian Carter, her rigid and unyielding thesis advisor, has refused to approve her research for two consecutive semesters without any explanation. She's running out of time-her mother is sick, debts are piling up, and her family back home is pressuring her to marry a man she barely knows. In her desperation, Serena takes a path she never imagined: offering herself exclusively to wealthy men for quick money. But fate plays a cruel trick on her. Her first client turns out to be the very man she despises the most-Elian Carter himself. Instead of disgust or anger, Elian is intrigued. But not in the way Serena expects. He makes her a different kind of offer-not just money, but something far more dangerous: a nameless, commitment-free, boundaryless relationship. Yet, the deeper Serena gets entangled in Elian's world, the more she realizes he harbors dark secrets. About his life, about the real reason he's been holding her back, and about a past sin that could destroy them both. Caught between hatred, dependence, and a desire that blurs all lines, Serena must decide: will she continue despising Elian, or will she surrender to the dark world he's pulling her into?
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Madison had always believed that she would marry Colten. She spent her youth admiring him from afar, dreaming of their future life together. But Colten was always indifferent to her, and when he abandoned her at a time when she needed him most, she finally realized that he never loved her. With renewed resolve and a thirst for revenge, Madison left. Endless possibilities lay ahead, but Colten was no longer part of her plans. Colten rushed to her place in a panic. "Madison, please come back to me. I’ll give you everything!" It was his powerful uncle who answered the door. "She's my woman now."
She thought she was the love of his life, and he became the love of her life that fateful day she had seen him at the pack's party. Selene Grace was only a replica of Alpha Leo's real mate, and when he spotted her, Leo immediately claimed her as his Luna in order to suppress the rumors of him being mateless. Being unable to conceive turns Selene's marriage into a nightmare, and as if that wasn't enough, Alpha Leo finally reunites with his long time lover and mate, rejecting a pregnant Selene as a result. 5 years later, Selene, a now successful doctor, receives an invitation to the moon shadow pack in order to rid the pack of a deadly disease which has struck it. Will Selene return back to the pack which had caused her so much pain, and what would she do when she realizes that she is mated to the Alpha who had betrayed her in the past?
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.
"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.
Life was perfect until she met her boyfriend's big brother. There was a forbidden law in the Night Shade Pack that if the head Alpha rejected his mate, he would be stripped of his position. Sophia's life would get connected with the law. She was an Omega who was dating the head Alpha's younger brother. Bryan Morrison, the head Alpha, was not only a cold-blooded man but also a charming business tycoon. His name was enough to cause other packs to tremble. He was known as a ruthless man. What if, by some twist of destiny, Sophia's path were to intertwine with his?