Alpha Valdo emerged from the steaming bathroom, droplets of water still clinging to his chiseled physique. As he wrapped the plush towel around his waist, his gaze fell upon the figure lying amidst the rumpled sheets - his wife, Selena, utterly exposed and vulnerable. A flicker of uncertainty crossed his features. "Selena, what are you still doing here?" he asked, voice laced with a hint of bewilderment. She propped herself up on one elbow, her raven hair cascading over alabaster skin. "We're married, my love," she replied, a trace of confusion in her tone. "I thought we might... continue where we left off." Alpha's expression hardened as he turned away. "That was a mistake," he said coolly. "I was simply...indulging a momentary desire, nothing more." His eyes refused to meet hers as he spoke, a glimmer of regret flickering within their depths. Selena's heart plummeted, shattered by his callous dismissal of their union - the bond they had forged, the promises they had made. She was no mere plaything, but the woman he had vowed to cherish. Yet now, he treated her as if she were no more than a common whore, unworthy of his affection. Silently, she gathered the bedsheet around her trembling form and fled the room, leaving Alpha alone with the weight of his cruel words and the anguish he had inflicted upon his beloved.
Alpha Valdo Dawson's POV
I left my fancy office in one of the tallest buildings in town. I own the whole building. When I got in the elevator, one of my neighbors was already inside. She's a woman in her 40s, but she's really good in bed. She's the only woman I've slept with more than three times.
Her fancy mansion is very close to my castle-like home.
She told me she has a husband, and she asked me to keep our secret affair quiet, which was fine by me. I didn't want any commitments and wasn't interested in chasing women. She knew that if she caused trouble, I would tell her husband everything. Especially that I discovered her husband is my beta.
She started getting a bit clingy though. She kept showing up everywhere I went and calling/texting me all the time. This was starting to mess up our sexual relationship. So I had decided to end things with her by the weekend.
But here she was, standing in front of me in the elevator. I felt she deserved what was coming, but part of me wondered if I should give her one last round of sex for old time's sake.
Honestly, I'm only in my early 30s, but I look very manly next to any woman, even a 40-year-old like her. I didn't get bored of her body, but I worried she might cause a scandal. She was always asking for more.
The elevator doors closed and she wrapped her arms around my neck, licking her lips. I frowned and pushed her hands off me. "What now? I told you not to come here!" I said sternly.
She pushed her hands inside my shirt and said in a sexy voice, "but I've missed you. I want you to have sex with me, right here."
I raised my eyebrows and rolled my eyes. "What? Here? Now? This is an elevator!"
She shrugged and stood on her tiptoes, licking the corner of my mouth slowly. With a loud moan, she said, "You taste good, daddy. I want more." She then pulled my hand between her legs, showing me she wasn't wearing any underwear.
I slapped her private area gently. "You're a bad woman. You need punishment," I said, before leaning down and biting her lips roughly. I flipped her around and pushed her against the wall, pulling up her dress and spreading her butt cheeks wide. "Daddy will punish you now, you bad girl," I whispered in her ear.
She seemed to enjoy my touch, and I could feel how wet she was, craving my penis. I couldn't blame her husband for not satisfying her - even if he had sex with her daily, it would never be enough. She needed a big penis like mine.
I continued touching and grabbing her roughly, until I noticed she hadn't pushed the emergency stop button. I did it myself so no one else would use this elevator. I ripped her dress and squeezed her breasts aggressively. "Girl, I'll have sex with you until your private area bleeds. Or should I do your butt first?" I growled, licking her neck.
She moaned excitedly and begged me to just have sex with her however I wanted. I pushed three fingers into her private area, moving them in and out roughly. Even though I was tired, I couldn't resist this woman.
I pulled my fingers out and pushed my penis into her butt instead.
She winced in pain, but I ignored her pleas to go slower. I was too busy trying to forget about my love interest by taking out my frustrations on her. I had sex with her hard, pulling her hair and cursing at her.
Eventually, I turned her around and entered her private area. She moaned in pleasure. I leaned down and bit her nipples as I pounded her. Her screams filled the elevator.
But when I was close to climaxing, I couldn't do it. All I could think about was my love. I couldn't bring myself to finish inside her. I just pushed her away.
She tried to get me to let her give me oral sex, but I had no interest. I just pushed the button for the parking lot and stormed out, telling her I never wanted to see her face again. "If you dare show up in front of me again, I'll tell your husband."
I warned her and I left, intending to go take her virginity that night.
Selena Pov
I was completely shocked when I found out I was six weeks pregnant. I couldn't believe it! How did this happen? Now I don't know what to do.
Should I tell Alpha Valdo about this? Will he refuse to divorce me because of the baby? I don't think so. He'll probably think I'm using the child to manipulate him.
Feeling frustrated, I quickly put the ultrasound report in my bag and left the hospital. Outside, I saw a fancy car called a Maybach with one window slightly open. I could vaguely see an attractive man sitting in the driver's seat with a cold expression.
A handsome man in a luxury car would definitely get a lot of attention from people passing by. Alpha Valdo Dawson was rich and good-looking. After many years, I had gotten used to people staring at us. Ignoring them, I got into the car's front seat.
When the man, who had his eyes closed, felt me getting in, he furrowed his brow. Without opening his eyes, he asked in a deep voice, "Is everything taken care of?"
"Yes!" I nodded and handed him the contract I had signed with the hospital. I said, "Dr. Thomson sends his greetings to you." I had planned to sign the contract on my own at the hospital today, but I ran into Alpha Valdo on the way. I don't know why, but he offered to drive me, saying it was on his way.
"You'll be in charge of the case," Alpha Valdo said in a brief manner. He was always a man of few words. Instead of taking the contract, he gave me those instructions before starting the car.
I nodded and stayed silent. It seemed like obeying him and following his orders were the only things I knew how to do.
The car drove towards the pack center. It was already evening, and I was confused about where he was going, if not back to the Castle. Even though I was puzzled, I didn't ask him anything. I just remained quiet.
The ultrasound report was on my mind, but I didn't know how to bring it up. I was torn about what to do, so I glanced at Alpha Valdo from the corner of my eye. As usual, he had a cold and distant aura, with his sharp and ruthless gaze focused straight ahead.
"Alpha Valdo!" I blurted out. My palms started to sweat a little, probably because I was nervous.
"Speak," he said without showing any emotion.
He always treated me like this. After a few seconds, I relaxed a bit and took a deep breath. "I'm..." pregnant.
I wanted to say the second word, but his phone suddenly rang, cutting me off.
"Camilla, what's wrong?" Some people only show their gentle and loving side to one person.
Alpha Valdo's gentle side was only for Camilla Robert. It was clear from the way he talked to her over the phone.
Camilla's words made Alpha Valdo suddenly hit the brakes, and he spoke to her in a soothing tone, "Alright. I'll be there soon. Don't go anywhere, okay?"
When the call ended, his icy expression returned. He looked at me and ordered sharply, "Get out."
There was no room for discussion in his order.
This wasn't the first time he had kicked me out of the car. So, I nodded and kept the words I wanted to say to myself. I opened the car door and got out.
My marriage with Alpha Valdo was a result of a twist of fate, but there was never any love involved. Alpha Valdo already had Camilla in his heart, so my existence was unnecessary. Maybe even an obstacle.
Two years ago, Alpha Valdo's grandfather, Hamilton Dawson, had a heart attack. While he was in the hospital, he forced Alpha Valdo to marry me. Alpha Valdo reluctantly agreed for his grandfather's sake. During those two years, Alpha Valdo ignored me except for that. Now that his grandfather had passed away, he couldn't wait to get a lawyer to draw up divorce papers for me to sign.
It was already dark when I returned to the Castle. The huge house felt empty, like a haunted house. Maybe because of my pregnancy, I didn't feel like eating. So, I went straight to my bedroom to wash up and go to sleep.
In my sleepy state, I heard a faint sound of a car engine turning off in the courtyard. Is Alpha Valdo back? Shouldn't he be with Camilla?
When the infamous mafia boss Vincenzo Moretti is assassinated on his wedding day, chaos descends upon the world he built. His young widow, Elena, and her daughter, Alessia, are left vulnerable and alone, thrust into the dangerous shadows of the criminal underworld. But protection comes from an unlikely source-**Luca Moretti**, the new mafia king and Vincenzo's cold, calculating son. Luca is a man hardened by loss, power, and the weight of his father's legacy. When he takes Elena and Alessia into his estate, it's not out of kindness-it's out of duty. Alessia, however, is no stranger to judgment. Luca sees her as nothing but a gold-digger, a parasite feeding off his late father's wealth. But Alessia refuses to cower under his sharp gaze, and their fiery clashes ignite a tension neither of them can ignore. As Luca hunts the enemies who killed his father, he finds himself distracted by the one woman he shouldn't want. Alessia is everything forbidden-his step-sister by marriage and a symbol of a past he resents. But the more he tries to push her away, the deeper he falls into her orbit. Alessia, meanwhile, is drawn into a world of betrayal, danger, and impossible choices. When a wealthy and charming suitor offers her a way out of the mafia's deadly grasp, she is torn between the promise of safety and the magnetic pull of Luca's dark, dangerous love. In a world where loyalty is everything and love is a liability, Luca and Alessia must face their deepest fears and darkest desires. But as enemies close in and secrets unravel, will their forbidden bond survive the firestorm-or destroy them both? Love. Power. Betrayal. In the end, nothing is off-limits when the heart is on the line.
Amelia Hart's wedding day is supposed to be the happiest day of her life. Dressed in a gown fit for a fairy tale and poised to marry Ethan Cole, the billionaire tech mogul every woman dreams of, she has everything she's ever been told she should want. But as she stares at her reflection-a stranger in a dazzling white cage-she can't ignore the truth clawing at her chest: she doesn't love him. With the weight of expectations, family pressure, and a room full of glittering guests waiting for her grand entrance, Amelia makes the decision to do the unthinkable-run.
Trigger Warning: This novel contains themes of sexual violence, abuse, and manipulation that may be distressing to some readers. Carla never dreamed of becoming the Luna, but when the ruthless Alpha King claimed her as his mate, she was thrust into a life of power, pain, and impossible expectations. To secure her place as Queen, she must accomplish one task: conceive an heir within the next twelve months. Failure means a fate worse than death-being discarded as a slave, handed over to the warriors for their pleasure. But there's one devastating problem: the Alpha King is infertile. Desperate to survive, Carla turns to the Beta-the only man who shows her kindness-and seduces him into her bed. As their forbidden affair ignites, Carla concocts a bold and dangerous plan: if the Beta kills the Alpha, they can be together, and she can finally claim the freedom she craves. Yet in the tangled web of lies, lust, and betrayal, Carla begins to question her own heart. Does she truly love the Beta, or is he just a pawn in her carefully crafted scheme? And as the walls close in, will she sacrifice him, herself, or the kingdom for the chance to be with her true mate?
Aria never wanted to marry Kael, the arrogant playboy her father forced her to accept as her fiancé. But Kael had his own twisted motives-he only wanted her because she was the one girl who refused him. When Aria rejected his demand to sleep with him a week before their wedding, Kael tried to take what he wanted by force. His drunken pursuit ended in tragedy when he was struck by a car, leaving Aria caught in the crossfire of blame. Zander, Kael's elder brother and the soon-to-be Alpha King, believed Aria was responsible for his brother's death-and promiscuous to boot. To prevent war between their packs, Zander agreed to marry her, but only for revenge. His plan? Ruin Aria's life for a year, then cast her aside and divorce her. But Zander's scheme begins to unravel when his ex-best friend Asher returns, determined to take Aria for himself. As secrets from the past resurface, Zander discovers betrayal, lies, and truths he never wanted to face. Was Aria truly guilty, or was she just another pawn in a deadly game of power and revenge? Asher laugh and say, "You're a fool; she never wanted to come. I told her you were with Lyra, so she came. And now I've achieved my goal: I ruined your marriage." Zander feel foolish, asking, "But why? I never did anything to you! You were my best friend. I should have killed you when you slept with my ex fiancée, Lyra!" Asher respond, "You knew I loved her, but you stole Lyra from me. She was my true mate, but she refused to marry me because you were soon to be the Alpha King! She never loved you. She loved me but wanted to be the queen of werewolves; that's all." Zander would realize how foolish he was. Yet, he still believed Aria wasn't innocent because she slept with his deceased brother before the wedding.
She spent eighteen years in an orphanage, but it was time to get out. According to the orphanage rules, once a child reaches legal age, they must depend on themselves. Celine didn't know what to do; luckily, she met her savior that day. If only she had known what she was getting herself into, she would never have gone with him. Celine found herself caught in a life of addiction, living in his house, where he was ready to sell her organs to get his fix. To save her life, she had to help him sell drugs. Her innocence became a liability. Soon, she found herself targeted by the king's men-kidnapped, bound, and tortured for selling drugs without their permission. But sometimes, what we fear the most might turn out to be the best for us. Celine found herself trapped in the king's palace, drowning in his love and married to him by force.
"Please, let me go," she begged, her eyes brimming with tears and her voice shaking with fear. Struggling to breathe, she felt trapped in his overwhelming embrace. He ignored her pleas, seemingly unaware of the pain he was causing, driven by jealousy that clouded his judgment. With all her strength, she pushed against him, desperate for even a moment of freedom. But he held her down, his voice low and threatening as he said, "No, I want you now." In that moment, everything changed for her. She was his younger brother's fiancée, and this encounter marked the beginning of a dark path. In an instant, her innocence was shattered, but she would eventually seek justice.
While Sienna reached the pinnacle of her success, Julian remained the forgotten son of his family, the one who had secretly stolen her first kiss in the shadows of the night. As Sienna hit her darkest moment, Julian returned home, leaving his life behind, only to witness her tears glistening in the moonlight as she reluctantly accepted another man's proposal. When Sienna needed Julian more than ever, he had risen to a position of power and had become her most steadfast pillar of support. "Please marry me." There was no one else in the world who could love Sienna as deeply as Julian did.
"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.
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
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 was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
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.”