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The story is a tale about a humble caretaker, Tessy Dawn, who finds love in the eyes of Bryan Argol. As their love blossomed, her covetous evil sister Mira Dawn sought to destroy her world and covet the luxurious life her sister now lives under the influence of Bryan Argol. She drugs and seduces him into sleeping with her and she bears him a child. To put Tessy out of the way forever, she murders her child and frames Tessy for it. Tessy is condemned to jail for a crime she didn't commit. How will the truth surface? Will justice prevail? How will she be redeemed from this betrayal and hurt?
I sit in my cell watching the old ceiling fan rotate and hum. I could hear the city noise and sirens from outside the tiny window of my cell. It was a constant reminder of a life of freedom I once had, but it seems impossible for me now.
I could never have imagined I would one day end up here, surrounded by walls and cold metals. The incessant rotation of the fan pulls me back to the memories of betrayal and hurt I carry with me like a bad omen.
As my head continued to spin with the rhythm of the old fan, I replayed my last visit to my ex's Mansion, his girlfriend, my younger sister, Mirabel Dawn, had just put to bed a bouncy baby boy, and Bryan Argol, my once cherished lover, was hosting a party. Hearing this news at first, I cried my eyes out that night but decided I should be there for my little nephew, Cole Argol.
I recalled how the music had died down when I stepped into the grand hall. This was the life that should have been mine. I was bitter with frustration and the pain of their betrayal was unbearable. But I managed to wear an indifferent smile that night. The silence in the air was suffocating as everyone cast pitiful and cautious glances at me.
No one expected me to show up but I did. My mind went from the scenario of the evening to the smile on Cole's face. He was a lovely child and I wondered why anyone would have a reason to take his sweet life. But here I am, framed for such a crime.
I also recounted in my head the event of the evening that changed my fate. It was an ordinary evening, just like every other night shift at the urban lounge where I worked, The Brass, located at an alley in Downtown Queens.
It was a spot for bohemian artists and other patrons. I had tried to put my head into my work all through the many days that followed the event at Bryan Argol's mansion where I had to take in the reality of my lost happiness.
I spent several nights at The Brass working and trying to drown my head in the whispers of gossip and the sounds of clinking cocktail glasses that floated through the lounge.
I never imagined that this one night would change my whole life forever. I had been busy behind the counter pouring drinks into glasses when the sound of sirens filled the air, cutting through the sound of music and the voices of drunk customers. Thus, transforming The Brass into a scene of utter chaos. My senses heightened and I was on edge.
I watched as the uniformed officers rushed through the door shouting at the top of their voices. Most customers had already fled in different directions feeling guilty for reasons best known to them. I didn't try to run because I didn't feel like I had to.
But harsh reality dawned rapidly on me when the officers approached the counter where I stood. I, Tessy Dawn, was accused of murder, a monstrous crime that, even at my darkest moment, I couldn't think of committing. How could I have taken the life of an innocent child? The question spun in my head over and over again. I was too shocked to move. I could remember the mixture of emotions I felt in that instant; anger, frustration, and confusion.
I thought of the possibility of anyone wanting my downfall that badly as to frame me for such a cold crime. Could Mira have done this? She had always been envious of me, believing I had everything she never had. Ranging from beauty to intelligence and the love of a man she desired.
But could she have gone this far to steal away my happiness? And Bryan.... we had once loved and cherished each other. He had promised me forever. What reason does he have to turn against me to make me take the fall for a crime so treacherous?.
Confusion and fear overwhelmed me as I was handcuffed and dragged away like a criminal, my heart thrummed in my ears. I was innocent of this hideous crime but the evidence presented before me was brilliantly orchestrated by those who sought to destroy me.
Now, sitting here in this cold cell, impenetrable by the liveliness of the city, the blaring car horns, and bustling crowds, memories of betrayal came rushing back. I wondered what my sister and my ex-fianceé were up to.
Were they happy together or did they spend every moment regretting they betrayed me and framed me up? Does Bryan still think about me? Could a love so deep be broken by a mere lustful pleasure?.
I feel isolated by betrayal and injustice from the world of happiness I once knew. It all comes rushing back every time I shut my eyes.
Yet, in my despair, I hung to a shard of hope that promised vindication and redemption. I believe that one day the truth will surface. That the intelligently crafted evidence against me would be unveiled and I will be vindicated. But until then, I have to live through this repeated pattern of watching the fan spin and letting my thoughts wander through time and all that had happened in the past months.
I closed my eyes and said a prayer for my redemption. "May the truth be revealed". I whispered. In this prayer, I find the courage to go through every day in this cold cell, awaiting my trial.
As time passed, the bustling of the city was reduced to sirens and few sounds of footsteps. I shut my eyes again, trying not to let my mind wander, understanding that even though I, Miss Tessy Dawn, am being condemned for a crime I did not commit, and I'm a victim of betrayal from my ex and sister, justice will prevail.
Elodie took a deep breath and knocked, the sound echoing in the quiet corridor. A moment of silence passed, broken only by the pounding of her heart. Finally, the door snicked open, revealing a surprised Dashiell. 'Can't you see the Do Not Disturb sign? We don't want-' His initial frown quickly morphed into confusion at the sight of his wife. 'What are you doing here?' he demanded. 'Your girlfriend invited me,' Elodie replied, her voice laced with icy calm. She tried to peer past him, but his broad frame blocked the view. A saccharine voice chimed in from within the room. 'Elodie? Oh dear, we didn't mean for you to find out this way. It's just that-' Elodie cut her short. 'Oh please, Selene. Spare me the fake apologies. You wouldn't have sent me all those texts if you didn't want me to know.' Dashiell shifted uncomfortably, his face a mask of annoyance. 'What texts?' Elodie stepped past him, taking in the luxurious suite with a sardonic smile. The king-sized bed, the scattered rose petals, the lingering scent of sex – it all painted a vivid picture of their betrayal. She looked up at Dashiell, her gaze unwavering. 'I want a divorce.' ****** Dashiell lived a life of luxury, surrounded by the best things money could buy. But when a car accident left him vulnerable, he met Elodie, a seemingly ordinary woman who nursed him back to health. Mistaking her for just another employee, Dashiell entered into a loveless marriage with her solely for convenience. However, fate had a different script in store. Elodie, the 'ordinary nurse,' held a secret more precious than any diamond: she was the sole heiress to Northstar, a vast and powerful enterprise. Unaware of her true identity, Dashiell cast her aside when his ex-girlfriend returned, leaving Elodie humiliated. But Elodie was not one to be easily broken. She shed the facade of the meek nurse, reclaiming her rightful inheritance and stepping into the role of Northstar's CEO. Now, the woman Dashiell discarded was the one holding the reins of power. As Elodie thrives in her new role, Dashiell is consumed by regret. He finally sees Elodie for the extraordinary woman she truly is, realising the depth of his mistake. But will his remorse be enough to win back the heart he so carelessly discarded?
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.
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.
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"