Heartbroken after being cheated on by her lover, Zofia vents her anger by sleeping with a gigolo. However, to her surprise, the man turns out not to be the gigolo she hired but instead the CEO of New Starlight Consortium named Xavier. As a result of their one-night stand, Zofia becomes pregnant and gives birth to quadruplets with special abilities. Upon learning that the Zillionaire is searching for her all over the country, Zofia fakes her death and leaves one of her babies, who suffers from a rare disease, with Xavier. Five years later, Zofia returns to New York under a new identity as the genius doctor Valencia Emberlynn. But Zofia's disguise only fuels hatred in Xavier's heart, causing him to relentlessly pursue her for revenge. Can Zofia melt Xavier's heart? And can she cure the rare disease afflicting Aiden, her eldest son?
"Come on, let's have some fun tonight," a beautiful girl in a white dress wrapped her body, lifting a glass of drink and gulping it down in one go.
The booming sound of music filled the VIP room of a capital city nightclub. Several pairs of young men and women seemed to get lost in the slightly heated atmosphere of that night.
The girl's name was Zofia Bianca Oliwia. A beautiful girl who was now in the final semester of medical school. Tonight, should have been her engagement night with Nathan Manson, a young businessman from Canada.
But the man betrayed her and cheated on her with her close friend. As a remedy for her disappointment, Zofia dressed up in the dress she had ordered for her engagement with Nathan and spent the night partying with her friends.
"Zofia, are you sure about doing this?" whispered one of her friends, trying to speak over the loud ambiance.
"Of course, I'm sure. You've made the arrangements, right?" Zofia nodded her head along with the pulsating music.
"Yes, he's waiting in the hotel room. You should go there now," Zofia's friend named Juliana nodded.
"What's the room number?" Zofia asked. Her plump round ass slightly swaying as she left the room.
"206, third floor. Remember not to enter the wrong room!" Juliana reminded her.
"Don't worry." With a gesture, she reassured Juliana not to worry about her.
She then went up to the third floor. In the hotel corridor, with unsteady steps, she scanned the area looking for room 206 as Juliana had instructed.
Due to the influence of alcohol, Zofia's vision suddenly became blurry, and she had to widen her eyes to see clearly.
"This one or that one?" She furrowed her brows in confusion as she stood between two opposite doors in front of her. Doors labeled with numbers 206 and 209.
"Maybe this one." Unfortunately, she chose the room labeled with the number 209.
"Open up!" Zofia banged loudly on the door of that room. She stood in front of the door for quite some time, waiting for the person inside to open it for her. As she feeling weak, she leaned her body against the door. "Come on, open up! Don't you want money?"
After a while, the door opened, causing Zofia's body to fall into the arms of the man behind the door.
"It took you so long. I'll deduct your fee for this," she grumbled irritably.
"Hey, woman. Who are you?" asked the man who also seemed to be under the influence of alcohol.
"You don't need to know who I am. Come on, let's get this over with. I want to spend tonight with you," Zofia pushed the man into the room. "You have to satisfied me...fvck me like the way I want, got it?"
The man, who was he half-conscious, tried to push away Zofia's hands on his chest.
"Get out, you foolish woman! Why did you barge into someone's room, huh?" The man's hand gripped Zofia's roughly and dragged her back towards the door. He didn't expect a woman to join him tonight. He just wanted to rest and sleep soundly after partying with his friends earlier.
"Who are you to barge into my room? Get out of my room!" the man again scolded, pushing Zofia out of his room.
"Wait a minute!" she held onto the man's push, which almost threw her out of the room. She turned around to face the silent man.
"Why are you so arrogant? Do you really want to reject me?" Zofia lifted her face to look at the unfamiliar man who was now standing so close in front of her. She was annoyed that the man she thought was a gigolo she hired was so cocky. Shouldn't this man be sweet to her?
Zofia's beautiful face seemed to enchant the man into silence for a moment. His eyes gazed directly at Zofia's flushed face with glossy red lips that looked so sensual, arousing his desire right then and there.
And below...
Her dress clung to every curve like a second skin, the fabric teasing the swell of her full breasts and the delicious dip of her waist. Her hourglass figure moved with effortless allure as talk, each step a silent promise of seduction. Long, toned legs extended beneath the slit of her gown, revealing just enough to drive him mad with anticipation.
Although a bit confused, the man couldn't help but smile slightly at the corner of his lips. Who wouldn't want it if prey approached them without having to go through the trouble of setting traps beforehand?
He suddenly forgot his intention to rest peacefully tonight. Regardless of who this woman was and what her motives were for coming to his room to surrender herself, the man no longer cared about that.
The man's name was Xavier Delta Donovan. A young CEO of a multinational company called New Starlight Consortium. A handsome man who inherited abundant wealth and was highly admired by women. That night, he was in a deep slumber after heavy drinking at a bachelor party of one of his friends in the club.
Xavier finally let Zofia enter his room again. The girl immediately threw herself onto the soft bed with white sheets. The king-size bed looked ready to witness something that would happen that night.
Xavier followed Zofia onto the bed. With a smile, he looked at Zofia's beautiful face, even though she was drunk. The blush on Zofia's cheeks only added to her beauty that night.
"Come on, hurry up. Why are you so quiet, huh?! I want you to satisfy me tonight," Zofia pulled the man's hand until Xavier's sturdy body fell right on top of hers.
"Why are you in such a rush, Beautiful Girl?" Xavier grinned, showing a row of his white teeth.
The handsome man traced Zofia's white face with his fingers. Xavier smiled happily when he realized that Zofia was indeed a very beautiful girl. With a fvcking figure.
"It turns out you're quite handsome. Juliana has good taste too." With some consciousness left, Zofia tried to scrutinize Xavier's face at that moment. And she was quite mesmerized by Xavier's handsome face. His muscular build only deepened Zofia's surrender to him that night.
Xavier could no longer contain his desire upon seeing Zofia's beauty. He immediately pressed his lips against hers.
"You asked for it yourself, woman. Don't cry in the morning when you wake up," Xavier whispered amidst his frenzy that night. "And I will fvck you like the way I want, babay...make sure you can't walk tomorrow with your red pink pussy!"
Xavier was not a naive man when it came to women. Countless women had slept with him. He was a Casanova who often spent his nights with beautiful women.
"Shit! I didn't bring protection," Xavier groaned in frustration amidst his overflowing desire.
Zofia wrapped her arms around Xavier's neck and responded to every intoxicating move Xavier made on her.
"Are you sure about this with me?" Xavier reaffirmed Zofia's intentions that night, even though he saw Zofia already surrendered in his embrace.
"I'm sure, just do it quickly for me." Zofia nodded firmly with her eyes growing more hazy. The girl was already ignited with passion due to Xavier's advances on her.
Xavier didn't say anything more. He just did what Zofia requested at that moment.
Soft moans echoed in the room, accompanying two beings dominated by lust.
Zofia screamed in pain as she felt soreness in her body, trying to push Xavier's body away from hers.
Xavier himself was shocked to find out that Zofia was actually a virgin girl who still preserved her purity. But stopping at that moment was impossible for him. He would go crazy if he stopped now.
"I am sorry, Beautiful." Xavier thrust his body harder, making Zofia scream loudly.
At that moment, Zofia experienced making love for the first time.
Zofia's moans sounded melodious in Xavier's ears, making him even more excited.
Although it initially felt painful, with Xavier's expertise, he finally heard Zofia moaning as a sign that she started to enjoy Xavier's game that night.
Under Xavier's domination, Zofia closed her eyes, feeling the pleasure of their lovemaking at that moment.
Sweat bathed their bodies as the hot play of two beings came to an end. Xavier covered Zofia's innocent body with a blanket, and the girl fell asleep shortly after the game was over.
"What made you do this crazy thing, Beautiful?" Xavier kissed Zofia's forehead as she slept soundly.
There was something different in his heart at that moment. A warm and comfortable feeling as he looked at Zofia's innocent face.
He didn't know what made a girl like Zofia dare to do this with a stranger.
"Who are you really?" Xavier took the small bag Zofia had brought earlier. He took out her identification card.
Claudia often criticizes her life situation. She grew up living with her grandmother and her younger brother. She studies hard to secure a good job for her family’s future. She always thought of marrying someone rich or well-to-do, a life that she can live with certainty every day. She met Marcus de Santis, a construction worker - tall, sturdy, handsome, and close to her family. He even stole her first kiss! When he began to court her, Claudia almost forgot what she was dreaming about. Until she accidentally met Martin Lawson. Due to a confused mind, she chose Martin, a perfect prince. But what if regret is all she feels since they got together? How can she mend the hearts that have been broken? And what if, one day, she discovers that Marcus de Santis is not just an ordinary person, but his real identity as the heir of a prominent family has remained a secret?
CONTENT WARNING: This story has mature scenes which are not suitable for young readers. *** "You know how to choose your woman, Darkstorm. She was a fucking come-hither. I saw her video from your CCTV files and I was jerking my dick the whole time I was watching her. I can’t wait to rip her sweet little pussy with my dick while she’s shouting your name." *** Lyka de Luca had a plan to use her beauty and charm to take back Draconia, her aunt’s ancestral FamilyHouse, from the owner of the Darklore, Inc. But she did not expect to make a mistake... causing her to spent a pleasant night with none other than the Prince-Of-Hell and Canada’s richest and ruthless finance magnate, Aether Damien Darkstorm. ***** Lyka de Luca, a beautiful gallery owner and a woman who has never been in a relationship, is fierce enough to reclaim Draconia, her ancestral property, which was sold to a private company—Darklore, Inc—when her aunt fell ill. Lyka decided to use Blake Darklore’s long-standing infatuation with her to her advantage—the man she believed to be the owner of the company. So, for the first time, she agreed to go on a date with him. But Lyka had unexpectedly fallen and made love with her date. After a few months, she discovered that the man she was with that night was not Blake Darklore, but the real owner of Darklore, Inc.—none other than the Prince-Of-Hell #3 himself—Aether Damien Darkstorm. The Control freak and baddest Billionaire.
It was a sin to love him. It was a sin to desire him. She was his forbidden pleasure. She was his forbidden fruit. It was never right because she was the wife of his billionaire brother. Excerpt: He glanced at her, frowning. "What did you say?" She angrily squinted at him. "Lie on the floor. If you don't respect me, respect Lennox. I'm his wife." His stares became cold. "Respect?" He smirked coldly. "If I didn't respect him, you might be naked right now moaning my name." She couldn't look straight at him. "Lincoln, get out of…." "Look at me, Lorelei." She needed to be brave in front of him, or else he would be able to handle her again. So, she looked into his deep tantalizing eyes. Her throat was dry. "W-what?" She wanted to slap herself for stuttering. Stuttering in front of Lincoln Del Piero was a sign of weakness. And this evil man would exploit it. "Tell me, Lorelei," his hot breath hit her face, "If Lennox wasn't your husband, would you undress for me? Would you let me see your beautiful naked body? Would you let me penetrate you?"
Warning: Mature content 18+ Dedicated and hardworking, Julia Winston is known to be the only PA who lasted with the ruthless Billionaire of Steele Empire, Robert Steele. They called him the devil in a business suit. He is a control freak and a perfectionist. —And so, when his fiancée leaves him after catching him and Julia naked on his bed—all because of a drunken blunder—hell twitches to break loose. He’s determined to make Julia suffer— wrecked her for the rest of her life. But when Robert suddenly becomes silent for years, everyone believes he’s moved on in the end and forgot about that drunken night. But when he finds out that Julia hiding their Billionaire’s daughter from him for years, the anger that he once felt for her reappears in an instant. “No more weddings going on. Goodbye, Robert,” Camila said and quickly left the room. Robert just stared at the ring. He looks serious and doesn’t really move. I was nervous about what he could do to me. I knew my boss. I knew how ruthless he was. And I know he can’t forgive me for what happened. I jumped so hard that Robert threw the ring and cursed loudly. “Goddammit!” He quickly got in front of me and without warning strangled my neck tightly. I held his hand when I felt the pain. I buried my nails in his hand and fought — just in case he let go of my neck but it didn’t happen. “Remember this, fucking bitch. I..I will make your life a living hell. I will torture you until you beg me to just kill you. Be ready then.” Robert violently released my neck before quickly getting dressed and leaving the room.
Warning: Mature content 18+ Alyssa Brown Scotham. Alex Lambert Hampton. To join their family businesses, twenty-five-year-old hotel heiress Alyssa forced into a arrange marriage, did not get any attention and love from her emotionless and distant husband, Lambert, who had never liked her from the beginning. Because of Lambert Ex-girlfriend. Disdain everything, she was happy because Lambert was exactly the man of her sweet dreams she created in her mind. But as days and months passed by and yet she did not receive a hint of love from Lambert, she ended up having an affair, find happiness in the arms of another man, worsening their already complicated-relationship. She now had to pay for her mistakes and try to fix what was broken in the first place. But what if she’s already too late to earn her husband’s love and trust back…? “Lambert, I’m sorry.” I emphasized my word so that he would feel I was serious. “Please. What do you want me to do just so you can forgive me?” He pushed me slightly away from him and shot me a sharp and frightening look. “Be my sex slave then.”
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”
“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?”
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.”
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
Bailey seems to be never destined to fit in, a little geeky, but under it all, a hidden beauty that so many seem to miss, but still not what her pack Alpha is looking for in a fated mate... so he is determined to reject her and make her life hell. Bailey, knowing her life will likely never be the same focuses on what she can control, her future, and heads off to study; becoming a teacher. Asher is the Beta of Autumn Valley Pack, a neighbouring pack. A broken man having suffered the loss of his mate after a rogue attack, Asher is slowly crumbling. Falling to pieces. A shadow of his former self, and not a man that anyone wants to be around anymore... Until, Autumn Valley Pack require a new teacher, and Bailey finds herself there and pushed together with the Beta. Is there a connection building or is that in their imaginations? And what will happen when Bailey's mate comes back to claim what is his?