Cailey had managed to outlive her husband, becoming a young widow. Then, at his funeral, she found herself at risk of being evicted from her home. In a bid to secure her share of the estate, Cailey decided to seduce her stepson and bear him a child. Unfortunately, he saw right through her tricks. "I'm not as gullible as my father." No matter how hard she tried, she was unable to win the man over. Cailey had no choice but to change her plans. But then, one night, the same stepson suddenly pinned her against the wall. "You want something from me? Beg for it."
The first time Cailey Morris met Michael Morris was at her late husband's funeral. That day, a fierce snowstorm had swept through the city.
A servant held a black umbrella over Cailey, who was wearing a black dress and clutching a white handkerchief. Her eyes were red and swollen from tears, and her presence evoked a fragile beauty reminiscent of a flower caught in a downpour.
The Morris family was one of the most esteemed in Leson. As expected, nearly every notable figure in town attended the funeral.
"Mrs. Morris, my condolences," a young man dressed in a black suit said as he approached Cailey to pay his respects.
He extended his hand and, with a touch of refined grace, kissed the back of her hand.
Cailey's hand was slender, its soft texture accentuated by the heavy lace enveloping it. Her beauty was undeniable. More than mere beauty, her features carried a poignant allure.
Her wet eyelashes and eyes shimmered like gentle waves, her lips tender and rosy. The tip of her nose was reddened from crying, adding a delicate charm that was impossible to ignore.
It was clear why her late husband had lavished fortunes to marry her and kept her hidden from the world's eyes, unwilling to share her beauty with others.
Standing against the harsh wind and snow, Cailey appeared almost ethereal, as if she might dissolve into the elements at any moment.
The young man, who had just kissed her hand, was one of many captivated by her.
She was stunning, after all.
The young man couldn't resist the urge to draw nearer under the guise of offering condolences.
He did not release her hand, his grip tightening ever so slightly.
Panic flashed across Cailey's face as she tried to withdraw her hand, but the young man's hold only strengthened as he stepped closer.
His gaze lingered on her delicate features before he leaned in. "Mrs. Morris, should you ever feel lonely, I am more than willing to keep you company," he whispered.
Tears welled in Cailey's eyes, rolling down her cheeks like pearls.
She quickly bowed her head, seemingly fearful that other guests might notice her distress. Her lips trembled as she fought back tears, evoking deep sympathy.
Everyone was aware that with Bobby Morris' death, the family's wealth would transfer to his younger brother, Laurence Morris.
Now a childless widow, Cailey faced the prospect of being cast out by the Morris family.
The young man grew bolder in the face of Cailey's silence, his hand creeping further up her arm.
"Sir, please... don't do this." Cailey finally spoke.
Despite the clear rejection, her soft yet alluring voice made it sound like she wasn't entirely unwilling.
Driven by lust, the young man moved closer. The umbrella concealed his actions, so his hand boldly ventured further.
"Sir..." Cailey's tone sharpened, signaling firm resistance.
Before she could complete her protest, a tall figure intervened, stepping between them to separate the two.
Cailey trembled as she looked up through her tear-stained eyes. Her gaze met a pair of cold, arrogant eyes.
Startled, Cailey felt like the man could see right into her soul.
The young man, frustrated at the interruption, frowned. "You..." he said, only to be cut off.
"Cailey," the newcomer said to Cailey, disregarding the young man behind him. His voice was deep and commanding. "Please accept my condolences."
The young man was left speechless, words caught in his throat.
The surrounding guests, who had been discreetly watching the exchange, shared in the shock.
Even Cailey was momentarily taken aback, tears still clinging to her lashes. Amid the snow and wind, she gazed at the man.
His tall, commanding presence seemed to dwarf her. His stern expression and striking features were similar to her late husband's.
Suddenly, she recalled her husband mentioning an illegitimate son he hadn't seen in years.
"Michael Morris..." Cailey murmured.
"Yes." The man's brow lifted slightly as he nodded with a dignified air. "I am Michael Morris."
Sheila had her back against the wall when her family tried to force her to marry an awful old man. In a fit of rage, she hired a gigolo to act as her husband. She thought the gigolo needed money and did this for a living. Little did she know that he was nothing like that. One day, he pulled off his mask and revealed himself to be the world's top magnate. This marked the beginning of their love. He showered her with everything she could ever want. They were happy. However, unexpected circumstances soon posed a threat to their love. Would Sheila and her husband make it through the storm? Find out!
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
[Sorry for unstable updates these days due to healthy issues. Will soon be back and keep on writing. Thanks.] This is my third year as the contractual lover of Jason Langley. During the day, he is my handsome CEO in the office, and at night, he is my passionate lover on the bed. "Dare you expose this contract, you won't afford the consequences. Am I clear?" "Yes, Mr. Langley" But what if I'm pregnant? Damn, it is not the situation in the the contract! Taking the chance that Mr. Langley was busy with the engagement, I resigned and ran away. I don't want to lose my baby. But God, why is he chasing me? "Mr. Langley, our lover's contract has been terminated!" "I regretted it. Please marry me. If there must be the contract issue, the contract term is a life long period!"
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
18+, strong mature, and sexual content. Sneak peek: "W-what are you doing?" I asked, my breathing getting heavier as his warm fingers inched towards my bikini bottom. "You called me a coward earlier, remember?" He asked, his other hand wrapped around my throat and lips torturingly brushing over mine "So let's see how much you can handle if I break the boundaries." "I haven't said anything wrong," I breathed out, the collision of the heat of our bodies made the wetness between my thighs build more "Oh really?" He hooked my legs around his waist leaving me surprised I opened my mouth to say something but before any sentence could leave my mouth, sliding past my bikini bottom his fingers were there on my bare clit and the next second they thrust inside the very tight hole of mine leaving me to scream. But everything went silent as he pressed his hot lips upon mine just as I had been wanting since the first day I had ever seen him. **** I always knew the things I felt for Jacob Adriano were wrong in so many ways. He was my dad's best friend, totally out of bounds but I couldn't stop wanting him. And once in the event of my dad's destination wedding, I came across him after years...I lost every one of the boundaries I had and surely I planned to make him lose his ones too. After all Jacob Adriano, the sinfully attractive Italian was not unaware of my obsession with him. But little did know that forbidden relationships always bring havoc and demolition.....