Roxanne Santos, a talented 24-year-old gymnast, finds herself in a challenging situation. She takes on a job as an exotic pole dancer in an exclusive club, all to gather the funds needed for her father's life-saving heart transplant and her sister's college fees. During her very first performance, Roxanne captures the attention of numerous male guests, including the handsome Jaxon Hearst. Little does she know, this encounter will change her life forever. In a turn of events, one of the guests follows Roxanne to the changing room, attempting to take advantage of her. But in a twist of fate, the handsome Jaxon Hearst, who turns out to be the club's owner, comes to her rescue. Roxanne is taken aback, as Jaxon doesn't fit the image she had in mind for a club owner. As Roxanne continues to showcase her talent through more performances, Jaxon becomes more intrigued by her. He seeks her presence, desiring a different kind of connection. He proposes an unconventional arrangement: for Roxanne to become his Mistress, a partner not only on the stage but also in his personal life. At first, Roxanne is shocked by his bold request, but after carefully considering her options, she decides to take a leap of faith. Jaxon, in his own way, offers Roxanne a lifeline. He promises to alleviate her father's financial burdens, providing weekly allowances in addition to her pole dancing salary. Roxanne's heart is torn between her obligations, her own desires, and the complexities of their arrangement. As Roxanne becomes Jaxon's mistress,she finds herself indulging his unconventional desires, enduring his possessiveness and witnessing his dismissive and narcissistic behavior. As time goes on, Roxanne begins to see beyond the surface. She discovers the real Jaxon, unveiling layers of vulnerability and depth that deepen her feelings for him. However, Jaxon, initially resistant to attachments, finds himself grappling with conflicting emotions. He struggles to maintain his sense of self and independence, as the love he feels for Roxanne becomes harder to deny. Roxanne embarks on a journey, navigating the delicate balance between fulfilling Jaxon's fantasies and the heartbreak that comes with loving such a complex man.
"We are here, Miss." The cab driver's voice brought Roxanne back to reality. She had been contemplating her decision to work in Club D'lux as a pole dancer. "Here's your money." She stretched out a five dollar note to the man who gladly took it. Roxanne stepped out of the cab clutching her purse as a way of numbing her nervousness. Two bulky muscled men in suits stood at the club's entrance. They had some sort of wire connected to their dark shades. Roxanne noticed the pods in their ears. She wondered if they had started as she couldn't hear loud music blasting from the insides.
Taking a deep breath, she walked up to the men. "Hello gentlemen." She greeted. One of the men looked her head to toe. She was dressed in free pants and a blue sweatshirt. Her golden hair was tied up in a messy ponytail. "May I see your reservation card?" One of the men queried. "Uh.. I don't have a reservation." "Appointment?" The bulkier one asked. "Yes, uh I have an appointment with Madam Loo." Roxanne tried her best to hide her nervousness. "Name please?" "Roxanne.. Roxanne Santos." The man made a quick call to confirm. After a few seconds of call conversations, he let her in. There was the music blast she had been waiting to hear. The club was soundproof. There were masked waitresses putting on flashy colored bikinis and carrying trays of expensive wines from table to table. Some of the waitresses flirted with the customers. Roxanne's eyes scanned the clubhouse for Madam Loo. She soon saw the lady sashaying towards her. Madam Loo wore her silky black hair in spring curls and was wearing a leopard print gown that had slit up to her thighs. The lady was voluptuous and had very bold makeup going on. "Good evening, Madam Loo." Roxanne greeted the lady. Madam Loo looked at her dressing, obviously disgusted by her appearance. "You are right on time, Roxanne. Come I'll take you to go get dressed." Madam Loo led her down to the dressing area. Other girls were getting dressed up. " Freddy." Loo snapped her fingers twice and a lanky guy with a bizarre haircut came running. "Fix her hair and makeup and get her something to wear. She goes on stage in twenty minutes." Loo radiated an air of authority. Roxanne already made up her mind not to cross her feisty boss. Freddy led her to an empty chair in front of a mirror and began to work his magic. He arranged her hair properly and gave her smoky eyeshadow and red lipstick. Roxanne couldn't recognize herself when he was done. She thought she looked like one of those foxy models that posed for magazines. "That's the wardrobe, baby girl. Pick whatever suits you. Oh and here's your mask." Freddy handed her a pink mask. Roxanne wanted ask why she needed a mask if she had makeup on but Freddy was whisked away by another female that had just arrived. Roxanne stared at the large closet filled with exotic clothes. Having just five minutes left, she went for a pink swimsuit. The swimsuit held her chest firmly and had a thick rope in the center joining with a skirt. Her stomach, sides and back were bare. She donned on her mask. "Quit looking like a fairy princess and get set. You are up." One of the dancers that had just finished performing said to her. The club's emcee called on Roxanne as the fairy princess. Roxanne was revealed on stage by an underground lift that took her up stage. Numerous eyes watched her. She gulped and took a deep breath as the song started. She walked sexily around the pole for some seconds. Her eyes glanced at the crowd again and found a particular one smiling at her. She quickly averted her gaze and began dancing. Jaxon stared at the amber contents of the brandy snifter and analyzed why he didn't want it. He sipped. It was tasteless. He couldn't appreciate it any more than he wasn't ready to appreciate the seductive efforts of the lady with him. Loo's outfit could arouse any human male. She leaned in to kiss him, giving him ample view of her bossoms. "What's wrong?" She asked him as she began to go low on her knees to work his zipper. The booth had covers on the sides so no one knew what was going on. He had no problems. He had money. Clothes. Cars. Women. Loo had a banging body and a crazy reputation in the city. Jaxon's eyes stayed glued to the sexy pole dancer on stage. He had finally seen a body that could compete with Loo's. He could tell that the dancer was shy from the way she had first started. Normally Loo's talented hands could stir him up in seconds. Tonight they just don't seem to work. "I'm not in the mood, Loo." He said to her as he gently removed her hands from his pants. He wasn't in the mood or was he just in the mood for someone else? His eyes were still glued on the dancer. Loo immediately got up and kissed his lips. "I'll be back stage with the girls, if you need me." She winked at him and walked out of the booth. Roxanne got catcalls and claps as she rounded up her dance. She took a bow and went down the stage straight to the changing room. "You were on fire, baby girl." Freddy said to her. "Thank you." Roxanne was left alone to change out of her clothes. Just as she took off her mask, someone approached her. He had blonde hair and was handsome. "You performed really well, princess." He said as his eyes roamed her body. "Thanks. I, uh have to change. Please excuse me Sir." Roxanne tried to move but the man held her tightly. "How about you give me a private show huh?" His mouth was close to her face and she could smell the alcohol in his breath. Roxanne pushed him backwards but he came swift on her, his lips forcefully trying to claim hers. Roxanne pushed with all her might but he wouldn't budge. She kicked his groin which made him stagger backwards a bit. "Ooh, I like them feisty." He came upon her again like a beast. Roxanne found a scissors and stabbed his hand with it. "You slut!" He cursed and pulled her hair backwards. Roxanne was anticipating his slap on her face but it didn't come. Instead, she heard groans and someone getting punched. Another man had come in and was punching the one who had tried to take advantage of her. "You'll leave her this instant, you son of a bitch!" He shoved the man roughly. "Your boss will hear about this." The abuser cursed before leaving the room. "I'm so sorry about that." The man who had rescued her said to her. Those eyes! Green and gold and black swirled together in a most unusual harmony- both dangerous and alluring. For a moment, she was lost in them. "Thank you for saving me, Sir." She finally got her voice to speak. " Pervs like him shouldn't be allowed in here." He replied with the sexiest smile she had ever seen. His phone began to ring as he spoke to her. "But I'll sure be doomed if he carries out his threat of telling my boss I stabbed him. Madam Loo will surely evoke this job." Roxanne was beginning to worry. The man picked his phone and placed it on his ear, still smiling at her. "That won't happen because I am the boss of your boss. Excuse me, Miss I've got to take this call." He gave her a smile and walked away speaking into the phone. Roxanne couldn't believe what she had just heard. How can a sexy man dressed in grey tee-shirt, faded jeans and beanie be the boss of her boss?
Eighteen-year-old Amora Jackson's life is turned topsy turvy when she discovers she wasn't from the world she had always known but from another - Vadina, Mystia. Born originally as Ulanni Daeva to two Mystian parents; A healer and an Essence. Her real parents are killed just after dropping her at the doorstep of a retired soldier in the human world who raises her as her own. Amora's identity is let known to her by her foster mother just on the night of her eighteenth birthday. She is confused and scared of everything happening around her as she links everything to her recurring dreams. Amora does not want to believe in the existence of another realm, she only wanted a normal life of happy high school graduation, college experience, and camping every summer with the woman she grew to know as her mother. Everything comes to a halt when something tragic happens and she finds out someone is after the powers she never knew she had. She is forced to journey into the unknown mystic lands she never believed in to fulfill her destiny as a Mystian. Her journey takes her into Vadina, her birthplace, where she meets her strange extended family, meets new friends, and also ventures into other mystic lands and to the dwelling of evil.
Sophie and Gavin's relationship progressed from their first encounter to exchanging vows in less than half a day. However, after their nuptials, Sophie stumbled upon a startling revelation about her husband. Sophie's sister-in-law once requested a hefty sum of money, which Gavin provided without hesitation. One morning, she mentioned wanting a new car. By the afternoon, she had won a lottery that awarded her the very car she had wished for. Additionally, after enduring bullying from a superior at work, she learned the next day that the superior had been unexpectedly fired. Was it possible that Sophie had married a man who was a harbinger of incredible fortune? The true extent of her situation dawned on Sophie only when she came across a photograph of herself tagged as "Mrs. Hewitt" on social media. It was at that moment she realized she had married one of the wealthiest men in the world!
The day Lilah found out that she was pregnant, she caught her fiancé cheating on her. Her remorseless fiancé and his mistress almost killed her. Lilah fled for her dear life. When she returned to her hometown five years later, she happened to save a little boy's life. The boy's father turned out to be the world's richest man. Everything changed for Lilah from that moment. The man didn't let her experience any inconvenience. When her ex-fiancé bullied her, he crushed the scumbag's family and also rented out an entire island just to give Lilah a break from all the drama. He also taught Lilah's hateful father a lesson. He crushed all her enemies before she even asked. When Lilah's vile sister threw herself at him, he showed her a marriage certificate and said, "I'm happily married and my wife is much more beautiful than you are!" Lilah was shocked. "When did we ever get married? Last I checked, I was still single." With a wicked smile, he said, "Honey, we've been married for five years. Isn't it about time we had another child together?" Lilah's jaw dropped to the floor. What the hell was he talking about?
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
Three years ago, the Moore family opposed Charles Moore's choice to marry his beloved woman and selected Scarlett Riley as his bride. Charles didn't love her. In fact, he hated her. Not long after they got married, Scarlett received an offer from her dream university and jumped on it. Three years later, Charles's beloved woman fell terribly ill. In order to fulfill her last wish, he called Scarlett back and presented her with a divorce agreement. Scarlett was deeply hurt by Charles's abrupt decision, but she chose to let him go and agreed to sign the divorce papers. However, Charles seemed to delay the process deliberately, leaving Scarlett confused and frustrated. Now, Scarlett was trapped between the consequences of Charles's indecision. Would she be able to break free from him? Would Charles eventually come to his senses and face his true feelings?
After a devastating divorce with the man she had been married to for over three years, Rachel thought her life was over. Her family disowned her, they wanted nothing to do with her anymore and she couldn't blame them. She had just divorced David Hart, one of the top successful bachelors in the country and heir to the Hart industries. But they would never understand that she didn't divorce him, he divorced her after she caught him cheating on her with her god-damned best friend! Rachel was just about to end everything by jumping off a bridge when she was saved by the most unexpected person. The boy she once bullied severally in highschool because he always wore ugly glass and was from a poor background, how come that glass make him so hot now? Why was he helping her get revenge on ex-husband who is trying to make her life even more miserable? And most important how did he get so handsome? What exactly does he want from her? ... No, you must want something, anything. If you can really help me get revenge on David and Lana, I can't just let you do it for free". Ethan went quiet for a while. I held my breath waiting for what his request might be. If it was something money could buy, I'll try my best to get it for him even though I was somehow broke right now. "You're right I do want something". He said after thinking for few minutes "What?" I asked slowly. " Until you get your revenge on David, Lana and every other person you want, you will live here". Live here as in...? " Wha... What are you saying? ". I stammered hoping he wasn't saying what I thought he was saying. I tried to step back but I missed a step and almost fell on the bed but Ethan caught me holding me in his muscular arms. Ethan moved his face closer to mine be was so close, our nose almost touched. " I want you to be with me! ".
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"