I was arranged to marry the most powerful and ruthless billionaire 'Giovanni Reeves. I should have expected that my life would be a rollercoaster and filled with drama. People call me Royalty Dewitt, the only daughter of the famous Patrick Dewitt. I had just recently graduated from college and wanted to make a name for myself but my life was turned upside down when I agreed to marry Giovanni Reeves who I find cocky and arrogant. The fact that we are polar opposite and that he irritates me most of the time made us the most messed up newly Weds What I thought was the beginning of our story was just a lie, after all our story started a long time ago. I have always been His Deepest Desire.
I couldn't be happier that it was my last day of college. Without a doubt, I have liked my time here, but I am prepared to move on to another aspect of my life. I'm currently getting ready in my apartment room to go to a brand-new club that just opened with my best friend and roommate, Victoria. Currently, we are attempting to choose an outfit for me.
" What do you think of this one, Roy?" Vicky emerged from the wardrobe carrying a stunning black short jumpsuit.
" Vicky!" I remarked, gazing at it doubtfully, "I don't know, it's awfully short and definitely not my style."
" Roy, you need to tone it down a bit. You need to go out and meet guys now that you're 21, and you can't do that if you're dressed like a nun." she remarked, " It will also fit you wonderfully. Just give it a try first, please."
"Ugh... fine," I took the clothes from her as I walked into the bathroom. Though we have been friends since diaper days, I'm still not comfortable standing naked in front of her. I must say the dress was gorgeous. I put it on and looked at myself in the mirror. It was tight, ended at my mid thigh, and nicely shaped my curves.
Vicky was searching through my shoe closet when I came out of the bathroom. I neglected to mention how wealthy our parents are.
She drew out a pair of bright, high-heeled shoes and declared. "Found it." Tossing them my way, " I don't understand why Aunt Cara would buy you these shoes and outfits if you never wore them," She exhales.
"You know how my mother is," I said, putting them on, and they suited me perfectly
Vicky was getting ready while I put on my makeup, which comprises of mascara and powder. When I was finished, I curled the ends of my hair and wore it down. I turned away from the mirror once I was comfortable with how I looked to see Vicky walking in with a strapless red dress. I got up from the chair to let Vicky do her makeup while I checked the time. It was 7:30pm.
" Okay, let's go. I can't wait to have fun," she said excitedly as she got up. I must say she looked good and her makeup was on point. I picked my purse and car key. I wasn't sure if I was going to have any alcohol yet, so I called a designated driver just in case we were drunk off our ass.
We got into the club after finding an appropriate place to park. It was my first time ever going clubbing. I was only used to the dinner parties I attended because of my parents, so I didn't know what to do. It was everything I imagined it to be: loud music, drunk ass people grinding on each other. I was dragged by Vicky to the bar to get something to drink, then we moved to the dance floor, dancing for hours with no care in the world as we had fun. We decided to rest a little bit, which led us to go back to the bar to order another drink, but before we could order, someone behind us spoke.
"Hey beautiful, want to dance with me?" We both turned and saw the guy was talking to Vicky. From the looks of it, she seemed interested. She turned to look at me with a pouty face, knowing I couldn't resist.
I sighed, "Fine, you can go."
"Are you sure?" she said, her eyebrows raised, looking sceptical at me.
I said jokingly, "Yes I am, now go before I change my mind." "Alright, I will be back." I turned back to the bar to order a drink as I thought to myself, "This is going to be a long night."
Gabriella Adams is a normal teenager living her life, but obviously there has to be someone who is always in her way, irritating the hell out of her. Hayden King Her mortal enemy But all that is about to change in ways she didn’t expect. ****** "I hate you". He said. "Definitely not as much as I hate you," I countered back with a scoff, pissed. Who the hell does he think he is? "good ". He responded, causing my head to snap back towards him, and before I could put him in his place, I felt the softness of his lips against mine, knocking my breath away.
"Please don't do this. I beg of you." I mustered up the courage to speak these words. My voice is pleading, and my eyes are desperate to get to him. "I can't wait any longer. You don't know how bad I want you; even your tears turns me on." His face came closer to me. I could feel his warm breath on my face, and his words sent a chill down my spine. ☆☆☆ When a dangerous captor sets his sights on a young girl, he knows he needs to have her, even if it means taking her against her will.
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
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.”
After three years of loveless marriage, Kira was slapped with divorce papers. She has shown him her unrequited love throughout her entire marriage with him, but he decided to turn blind eyes all because of his lover. Distraught and heartbroken, Kira choose to sign the divorce papers with bitter heart. But then and there, she promised herself that when she's back, he will come crawling to her, but she will make him pay for hurting her. Join Kira as she transform to a wealthy heiress and soared as the CEO of a multi-billion-dollar empire, a remarkable healer and make her ex-husband pay!
Anabel found out she was pregnant and dialed her husband's number to share the good news to him. They have been married for two years without a child. Desmond's mother had been accusing her of being barren and unproductive. When the call was picked, she was flabbergasted and broken. She was hearing a loud moan of feminine voice. "Ohh! Yeah! Don't stop fucking me! Fuck me harder baby!" accompanied with sound of skins slapping against the other. She went home to confront her husband and end up receiving a divorce paper. Desmond divorced him for a lady his mother was rooting. Few months later when he found out that his ex-wife is a billionaire heiress and she is pregnant with twins, he went crazy!