All she wants is to become an heir just to get back at those who taunts her. However, that's only possible if she brings home her husband. Unfortunately, she recently got divorced and that seems impossible. His mission is to eliminate her within 24 hours just so she wouldn't become the heiress. However, things goes awry when he accidentally become her substitute husband and he finds himself unraveling a dark past attached to this woman. Would he be able to eliminate her? Would she become the heiress she wishes to be when everyone wants her dead?
Lindsey POV
The older I get, I realize it's best to let someone go, because loving is hard, just the way I forgot about Miguel, my first crush. I'd certainly forget about Gary, my husband.
I had given up my family and become his homemaker just for the sake of love I never got in return.
As long as he was happy, I was willing to die for him. Certainly because I thought he'd be the one to save me from my nightmares.
What I got in return was a divorce claim and his last words:
"Even though you're the last woman on earth, I'd never choose you"
I went back home to prove to Gary and his family that I wasn't the pauper I tend to be.
I was the daughter of the most influential family in the city, and I'd make them pay.
However, it breaks me that I sacrificed my precious years for him.
That's why I found myself at a bar, drowning in my misery and getting lost in my thoughts.
"Why's a pretty lady drinking all by herself in a bar?" A voice interrupted and, feeling so heavy, I raised my eyes to meet him.
It felt like an illusion as this stranger was close to me, but that wasn't the shock. I was literally staring at my first crush, Miguel.
I ignored him, not wanting my heart to melt in his presence. If he was this close years ago, I would have ended up with him.
"It kills burying your problems to yourself" he muttered, and then ordered two bottles of martini, which he handed one to me.
"Why are you here?" I questioned, staring into his eyes and feeling a bit tipsy.
"Heartbreak", he muses, and I suddenly giggle. Miguel doesn't get heartbroken; he was the opposite. He pressured me to tell me about my worries, and it took a lot of contemplation to open up because he was acting as though we were close or something.
His doleful eyes at me when he gulped that martini, got me jinxed. We'd never meet again and so there was no harm in opening up about my relationship.
When he had seen the burnt on my skin, the anger and grief in his eyes felt as though he'd murdered Gary.
However, I tried hard to bury that old feeling because I don't trust men anymore.
"That fool doesn't deserve you" he mutters, and I rolled my eyes, not quite interested in what he was saying.
"Hey, do you want me to kill him for you?" he added, and I only chuckled, but his gaze was serious on me.
"I'm waiting for your response... Lindsey, anything you want me to do, I'd do it."
Shit! He knows my name. Miguel was always someone who was hard to see in person and barely noticed me back then.
I was lost in his gaze and I can't really recall what happened last night except the memory of us kissing.
I just hope it ends there. Right now, I'm standing at my family's mansion. It's been five years, and I was here to become the heiress of the family business. With that power, I can make my enemies weep.
It's been five years away from home and my return will cause some problems.
I slowly raised my gaze and found my father on the balcony, his eyes peering at me.
"The prodigy daughter returns", his voice mutters, and I scoffed unbelievably.
His intense gaze sent cold running down my spine.
He was a tough man, who never saw through my pain all the years I'd spent in this house.
"Welcome back, Ms Lindsey", one of the maids whispers distracting me from my father and I lowered my gaze at her.
My heart felt like exploding as the servants welcomed me warmly, but I wore no smile. I ignored them and walked inside.
Not everyone wanted me back. My competitive stepbrothers, but no one terrifies me as Damian, the second child, is my nightmare.
I walked through the hallway, scrutinizing every path I took until I got to my designated room.
This house had so many tragic memories attached to it and even if it were a beautiful palace, in my heart, it will always remain the devil's lair.
I shuddered when he was the first I saw a distance from my room.
He was the reason I had run away from home in the first place.
Damian gave me a dirty smile, his eyes lurching at me and I felt my breath cease.
I trembled where I stood as fear engulfed me.
"Hey love!" he exclaimed, and I sulked my breath.
I couldn't move as my body suddenly ached, my heartfelt heavy. I was vibrating.
Damian had his hands in his pockets, as he catwalked closer to me. My head lowered at his feet.
All it took him was a step, and he was encroaching on my personal space.
He trapped the space between us, banging my back on my door.
His broad chest pinned against my breast. My lips part slightly, as if I feared for my life.
He kept steady eye contact with raised brows, his feet pointed inwards as he placed his hand in the position of his heart.
We were both staring intensively, and I could sense bewilderment in his eyes.
A sided smile escaped his lips as I twisted my hand into claws. I couldn't even defend myself as I was melting slowly just as he took my breath away.
He leaned his lips to my ear, his fingers brushed my cheek as I could feel his breath all over my face.
I suck my breath, feeling so hot and my body weakens.
"Seems my little puppet came back" he whispered, and I stuttered backward, but the door trapped me with him.
He chuckled evily at me, while licking his lower lips. The best way to avoid him was to shun him, but that seemed impossible.
I tried to regain my breath, intending to push him away, but he held my wrist and pulled me closer to himself.
His eyes darken at me as passion and lust fill him up. I froze, leaning towards the door as we exchanged breath.
"I miss you bitch"
Before I could wrench myself out of his grip, he had scooped me in his hands and my heart flustered.
I was void of thoughts as he squeezed me so hard in his arms I could feel my bones crack.
I could feel his heartbeat, as fast as mine. My body itches as my breath grasps in my throat.
I struggled out of his grip, almost weeping. Flashes of horrible memories flooded my head.
He tried to kiss me, but I shoved my face away. Fear flushes through me as his hotness simmers through my dress.
He makes me nervous, and his hand kneads my butt. I hated myself for remaining in that position.
He rubbed his concealed cock against my pussy and I felt it, standing erect in his pants.
His hands kept banging my body on his, and I went limp with no one to break me out of his hold.
"Shhh, stop being a wild cat Lindsey, I'm welcoming you home" he whispers.
"Let me go! "I swear it i'd sceam!" I threatened, and he caught my lips, kissing me ardently so that I felt vulnerable.
I knew he didn't mind slamming me on this door and fucking me right there. He dragged his lips from my mouth and I panted heavily.
"Argh, those lips were always mine" he proudly declared with a devilish smile, and I became speechless.
He'd get away with it, just as he always does. I felt wet and lost, letting out an unintentional moan.
I could hear his grin, like I was enjoying it, and then I felt his lips planting kisses on my neck.
"I know you miss me too, Lindsey,
"You want me, that's why you're back," he claims in a seductive tone.
I gulped hard as his breath fanned my face. This was it but then why do I feel mousey. I've waited for this moment, to make him lose everything. It would be the last of him...but... He trapped me between the table, searching my eyes for an answer. His gaze affected me in so many ways. Sweat beads on my face as he tightened his arms around my waist. My heart felt like exploding as i quivered under his hold. We exchanged breath as how heads were pinned together. I could barely concentrate as I fluster my lashes. His hotness simmers through the linen gown I wore. "We shouldn't be doing this" I muttered barely recognizing my voice because it was felt like a weak moan. My wolf glares at him. Her mouth retracted as she barred her teeth. A warning that I shouldn't fall for that. He sighed softly and said; "I know Tricia, but I can't help myself from falling" I almost rolled another line, tried to push him back but he captured my lips, twirling my tongue to his taste. I went numb, not restraining him and the dagger in my hand fell. However, I shuddered in hold when I heard a little voice called; "Dad?" *** She's rejected by her mate on her wedding day and humiliates her. Pained, she runs away, only to return 5 years later as his stepmom. Now that she belongs to his household, it was time to take revenge. What happens when there a deadly secret behind his rejection? Would she gain her revenge on him when an unexpected spark reawakens between them?
Ellie believed that she had everything: a devoted partner in Daniel, a residence, and a bright outlook on life. However, her world comes crashing down after she suffers a great betrayal. As the situation develops, Ellie becomes the stereotypical innocent victim of circumstance in a serious and unexpected turn of events. Eloquent as she may be, Daniel's poisonous words alter the course of her existence, and the courthouse becomes a cage for all her dreams and ambitions where, showering in silence, she is robbed of all her tomorrows. With Daniel in control of the powers that be and her best friend Emily abandoning her, Ellie is thrown into prison, which she perceives as a death sentence. Yet, on her way to the rehabilitation center, a different side of her that she had never known emerges. Daniel may have quite a few things, but he did not anticipate one, which is Ellie's spirit. While Elaine, all this while, has been a puppet conniving spirit for quite some time, the twist comes as she gets sick and tired of the isolation and decides to fight for her life and all that makes her, her. This compelling story of betrayal, strength, and endurance will keep you on the edge of your seat right to the last word. Does Ellie have it in her to rise from the extreme destruction that Daniel has caused to her? Or is that the end for Ellie as Daniel's sadistic tendencies take full charge and crush her completely?
The memories I have of this city are mostly bad. It would help to start afresh somewhere far and simple Still in thoughts when a text comes in from an unknown number, "Elodie, I wish you knew how deeply sorry I am for lying to you and covering my past all this while, I wish I could change what I've done, I wish I could change the person I've become, but I can't and if you can't accept me the way I am, then I can't live with myself any longer, I love you. Elodie, I really do, by the time you read this, I would be gone, gone to a better place, somewhere peaceful, somewhere my past won't come back to me. I am sorry Elodie, but I can't live any longer knowing that you won't be with me for the rest of my life, goodbye Elodie, I wish you find someone better than me.
Magnus was married to Laura who had believed he was everything she wanted in a man. Magnus had been rich and was working for a powerful CEO of a high system tech company but then everything changed when his friend backstabbed him, making him lose his job. Laura's family showed Thier true colour treating him like trash. But then he found out that Laura had a secret admirer all along. She had been seeing a rich man each night she was out of the house. Who could it be ? Magnus found out and knew it was his best friend Caspian. Just when he was on his way back home feeling like a total loser, he was hit by a car and at the point of death.An enigmatic system appeared to him promising to grant him wealth beyond his widest dream Will he accept the system offer and live a peaceful life OR Will he seek revenge against his enemies
"When a broken-hearted girl has a one-night stand with a powerful CEO, she never expects to see him again. But fate has other plans. After a shocking pregnancy and a devastating loss, she finds herself in his sights once more. This time, he's determined to make her his. Can she resist his charms, or will his unplanned obsession become her greatest love?"
Ellie believed that she had everything: a devoted partner in Daniel, a residence, and a bright outlook on life. However, her world comes crashing down after she suffers a great betrayal. As the situation develops, Ellie becomes the stereotypical innocent victim of circumstance in a serious and unexpected turn of events. Eloquent as she may be, Daniel's poisonous words alter the course of her existence, and the courthouse becomes a cage for all her dreams and ambitions where, showering in silence, she is robbed of all her tomorrows. With Daniel in control of the powers that be and her best friend Emily abandoning her, Ellie is thrown into prison, which she perceives as a death sentence. Yet, on her way to the rehabilitation center, a different side of her that she has never known emerges. Daniel may have quite a few things, but he did not anticipate one, which was Ellie's spirit. While Elaine, all this while, has been a puppet conniving spirit for quite some time, the twist comes as she gets sick and tired of the isolation and decides to fight for her life and all that makes her. This compelling story of betrayal, strength, and endurance will keep you on the edge of your seat right to the last word. Does Ellie have it in her to rise from the extreme destruction that Daniel has caused to her? Or is that the end for Ellie, as Daniel's sadistic tendencies take full charge and crush her completely?
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”
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."