She was in it, to escape a forced marriage. He was in it, because of her. Lana Lang, is the golden daughter of the Lang empire. Or so the world thought. She wanted nothing more than her parent's love and attention but all that was given to her little brother. Sometimes she'd wonder if she was truly a daughter of her parents or she just couldn't meet their expectations. Forced to marry a good for nothing man, by her ever so controlling parents. She rebelled and took it to herself to choose a Man way better than her parent's choice. In a night, she acquired a husband and became his legally married wife. ***** "Sir, your wife is about to get married to someone else." With an evil smile, a certain Man replied, "Set up a press conference immediately, it's time to announce to the world. Who my wife is." Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional. Characters, places, and names are only my imagination.
Streaks of lights penetrate the curtains, illuminating the dim room as the alarm came off.
Still dazed from sleep, She stretched out her hand to put it off. She couldn't move, something warm, soft and yet so strong was wrapped around her waist.
Annoyed, she slap at it but it wouldn't budge. Too tired to play with what ever that was, her heavy lids start closing for a second nap.
When she felt something wet on her neck as a warm breath hit her ear, her eyes flutter open in alarm as she took in the face so close to hers.
"Good morning, wife"
A scream fell from her lips, when she found an unclothed man on her bed. "Who the hell are you? and what are you doing in my room?"
Her nipples harden as chills from the cool air hit her sensitive skin, with a shiver, she looked down to see herself in nothing but a thin shirt that was big enough to cover her small body, reaching down to her thighs. Something that was obviously not hers.
Oh! no, why am I wearing nothing inside? D-did we? But I can't feel anything down there.
As if he could tell what was going through her mind,
"Don't worry, I didn't do anything to you last night,"
he paused, searching her face. He Lean towards her ears, "b'cos if I did you wouldn't get off this bed for weeks."
Looking at the little Lady in his arms, an amused curve forms on his lips as he watched different expressions display on her face.
A soft gasp left her lips when he bend to carry her. Scurrying away from his side, Daniel watch her fall off the bed landing on her bum much to her dismay.
Lana stood quite embarrassed as she rubbed her aching butt with dissatisfaction, clearly shown on her face.
Winkling a brow in amusement, he let out a throaty laugh, When she ran into the bathroom with a red face.
**
Turning the shower off, she step out wrapping her blue towel around her body. She was Choosing a nice top and shorts to put on, when a call came through her phone.
"Hello grandma,"
"Young lady,why have you not been picking your calls? Anyway come down stairs, I'm outside your door."
" Wait, grandma you didn't..." She was interrupted with a bip sound.
She went downstairs, towards the entrance door totally forgetting the man in the house.
"Good morning grandma," Lana gushed with a Chicky smile as she ushered the old lady in.
"Lana, did you know how worried I was when Old Wang called me, saying you left after the argument you had with your father. I did call your number several times,"
"I'm sorry grandma, my phone was on silent, I won't miss your call next time," she responded with a pout while hugging the old lady to make her happy.
What's that aroma, Mrs. Song went to the dining area,her eyes falling on the two plates full of food. Already salivating, "i didn't know you had a visitor" she threw Lana a quizzical look.
"Grandma, I..." She try to say but her words came hanging when the strange Man walked out of the kitchen in just trousers. 'Oh! No, what should I do now,' she thought in panic.
"Lana Lang," her grandmother called her full name, waiting for explanation. "I never took you for a woman who would do something like this just because of your parent's pressure. Now tell me,who this Man is to you and what he is doing in your house."
Before she could come up with an answer, she was pulled into an embrace,
"Good morning, grandma, I'm Daniel Li. Your granddaughter's husband, nice to meet you,"
he says, eyes challenging her to say otherwise. But she couldn't, this was her plan, anyway, when they were alone she will explain certain things to him.
Yes that's it, she thought smiling but why did she feel like she's fallen in a trap.
Wrinkling her brows, She glared at him.
Loraine was a dutiful wife to Marco since they got married three years ago. However, he treated her like trash. Nothing she did softened his heart. One day, Loraine got fed up with it all. She asked him for a divorce and left him to enjoy with his mistress. The elites looked at her like she was deranged. "Are you out of your mind? Why are you so willing to divorce him?" "It's because I need to return home to get a billion-dollar fortune. Besides, I don't love him anymore," Loraine replied with a smile. They all laughed at her. Some believed that the divorce affected her mentally. It wasn't until the next day that they realized she wasn't fibbing. A woman was suddenly declared the world's youngest female billionaire. It turned out to be Loraine! Marco was shocked to the bone. When he met his ex-wife again, she was a changed person. A group of handsome young men surrounded her. She was smiling at them all. The sight made Marco's heart ache severely. Putting his pride aside, he tried to win her back. "Hello, love. I see that you are a billionaire now. You shouldn't be with suckers who just want your money. How about you come back to me? I'm a billionaire too. Together, we can build a strong empire. What do you say?" Loraine squinted at her ex-husband with her lips curled in disgust.
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true stature—the wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"
Billionaire Bennett Graham urgently needed a wife to close a business deal but his fiancée wasn't ready to tie the knots yet. So his grandmother picked the most unassuming maid for him. Everything was supposed to go incredibly well, and all he had to do was wait until he divorced her a year later. But after seeing Maliyah's ocean eyes.it wasn't looking simple anymore. *** Before I could get her up, it was as if she felt the light and an uncomfortable sound came out of her mouth. "Uh-huh..." She raised her hand to cover her eyes. But I didn't have time to wait for her to wake up, so I told her to "Get Up." My voice seemed to scare her, and her light-fearing eyes suddenly widened and she kept moving to the corner. The only voice in the quiet art room was her fear-filled voice, "No...please...go away...don't come close to me." She was afraid of me? I hadn't even spoken to her before, what was she afraid of? This was definitely not going to work, I couldn't talk to her if she couldn't calm down. Then I moved closer to her, my hand on her trembling shoulder, and I whispered soothingly "Calm down.I'm not going to hurt you.I'm not going to hurt you."I assured and then she moved her hair away from her face as if to stare at me properly. Our eyes met.It was that moment. It felt as if I was enchanted for a moment. Those ocean eyes were the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen.
Lucien Gray, the young and powerful head of an international consortium, has always had everything within his reach-wealth, influence, and any woman he desires. But when the unassuming Nina Morrison crosses his path, something unexpected happens. She doesn't fall at his feet, nor does she seem impressed by his status. Her indifference sparks an irresistible challenge in Lucien-a desire to conquer her at all costs. Determined to make Nina his, Lucien's pursuit becomes relentless. But Nina's fiery spirit and refusal to be controlled push Lucien to his limits. With every struggle and defiance, the tension between them grows, threatening to shatter the boundaries Lucien has always maintained. Now Lucien vows to claim her as his own. Will Lucien's obsession break Nina's spirit, or will she force him to confront his deepest vulnerabilities? In a game of power and desire, who will win-and at what cost?
To the public, Arabella was Owen's trusty secretary who catered to all his needs and served as the primary blood donor of his beloved, who was in a coma. Behind closed doors, she was Owen's submissive wife. Arabella was quiet and obedient, and she endured every humiliation without a word of protest. Rumored to be a neat freak, Owen had tossed the last woman who had dared to kiss him into the river. Yet he pinned Arabella against the wall and demanded, "Give me a child, and I’ll let you go!" Arabella pushed him away and flashed him a cold smile. "You are not worthy!"