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"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"
I pour a drink into my glass, lifting it high. "Cheers to finding Mr. Perfect!" My voice bubbles with excitement, the smile on my face bright enough to make Sydney roll her eyes.
She doesn't approve of my wedding to Jake, which is set for tomorrow.
"Don't you think you're rushing things? He proposed less than six months after you met," she says, her tone cautious.
I know she's worried, but she can't see what I do. "Sydney, I love him. Don't you understand? When Jake looks at me, it's like every part of me lights up. I've spent my life dreaming of a fairytale, and with him, I've finally found it. He's my prince."
She shakes her head. "Whatever you say. I just hope you're not making a huge mistake. There's something off about him. I can't put my finger on it."
"Oh, Syd," I sigh, trying to brush off the tension. "You're just being your usual, practical self."
"Nadine, I'm serious. Something feels... wrong. And you're moving way too fast."
Her words twist something deep in my chest, making me uneasy. I grab her hands and squeeze. "Just... be happy for me, okay?"
She shrugs and lifts her glass. "To a blissful marriage, babe."
"Yeah, yeah. To the most blissful marriage," I repeat, our glasses clinking together. We sip, and a shared laugh follows, but her warning clings to the edges of my thoughts.
"I need some air," I say, rising from the bed.
"Want me to come with you?" she offers.
"No, I just need a minute. I'll be back soon."
She nods, watching as I step outside, still swirling her wine.
As I walked through the hallway, lost in my thoughts about the big day ahead, a sound suddenly caught my attention. I stop, listening carefully to figure out where it was coming from. It leads me to Nathalie's room, and from the unmistakable moaning, it's clear what she was up to.
My sister has never been shy about her desires. When it comes to sex, she easily finds someone willing to fuck her while we are listening to her moaning.
But who is she with this time? I wonder as I gently open the door, careful not to interrupt their moment.
"Aw, give it to me, Jay," Nathalie's voice, breathy and pleading, fills the room. I peek through the crack in the door, my eyes widening in shock.
Jake.
He's with her, slamming into her from behind, his hands all over her. My heart stops, the world is spinning. I press a hand to my mouth, stifling the cry that threatens to leave my mouth.
My body trembles, my chest tightens, and my hands shake uncontrollably. It feels like the air's been sucked from my lungs as I watch them together, their moans filling the room, oblivious to the pain they're causing me.
But then a thought comes to mind I need evidence. Moving quietly, my heart pounding as I pull out my phone. I start recording, and every second feels like torture watching Jake and Nathalie.
Jake's sweet words to my sister stab me in my heart, cutting it deeper and squeezing life out of it. Still, I brace myself and continue filming.
Satisfied with what I've captured, I hide my phone and slip out of the room, careful not to make a sound.
Back in the hallway, I collapse, my body shaking as I sob silently. The pain, the betrayal, it's too much.
Nathalie and I have always had a strained relationship, she's always envied what I have, always trying to take it for herself. And my father? He's always favored her, no matter what she does.
But now... now I have something, something that will finally shift the balance. I take a deep breath, forcing myself to stand, to pull myself together.
I hurry to my room, my chest tight from what I just witnessed. My breath comes in shallow gasps as I try to steady myself, fighting to keep my emotions in check.
Sydney is still there, she rushes over to me, her worry palpable.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
I freeze for a moment, unsure if I should say anything. The thought of her knowing gnaws at me, but the fear of her inevitable "I told you so" makes me bite my tongue. "N-nothing, I'm fine," I manage to whisper, my voice betraying me with a tremble.
Sydney's eyes narrow slightly with concern. "Are you sure? You don't look fine."
She shifts over, making room beside her. I walk over and sink into the bed, the weight of everything pressing down harder.
"It hurts that you don't want to tell me, but I won't push," she says softly. "Whenever you're ready, I'm here."
Her words break the fragile dam holding back my emotions. The tears spill over, and between quiet sobs, I manage to say, "Thank you, Syd."
"Sshh, it's okay, Nadine," she whispers, pulling me into a comforting hug.
I couldn't sleep as I tossed and turned in bed. Just as I'm about to close my eyes, my phone lights up with a message.
"Thank you for loving me with all my imperfections. Can't wait to say 'I do.'"
I stare at the screen of my phone, as fresh tears spill down my face. The memory of Jake in bed with my sister flashes through my mind. The reality of it hits me hard- I've been replaced. I can't go through with this marriage. Not with Jake.
*******
The next day, everything is set for the wedding. I slip into a stunning white dress, straight out of a fairy tale, but as I stare at myself in the mirror, my heart feels heavy.
"Are you alright?" Sydney asks, her reflection showing concern.
I take a deep breath, force a smile, and nod. "Yes, I'm fine."
"It's time to get ready. It's my big day," I say, trying to sound excited, but Sydney isn't fooled. She rolls her eyes and says, "Tell that to the wind."
My makeup is flawless, giving me a natural glow, and my hair is delicately adorned with pearls.
Then my dad walks in, pride shining in his eyes. Marrying Jake feels like a big accomplishment for him. "Are you ready for your big day?" he asks.
I smile and nod, and with that, he proudly takes my arm and walks me down the aisle.
The decorator has transformed the venue into a marine wonderland, with sailor-themed decorations and seashells arranged in a charming maritime fashion.
There was excitement in the air as the soft tune of "Here Comes the Bride" played. I force a smile, though my heart still tugs.
At the altar, Jake stands, looking as handsome as ever. But the spark I once felt for him is gone, replaced by the haunting image of him and my sister.
From a distance, I hear him whisper, "I love you." If only he knew I was fully aware of his betrayal. I force a small, polite smile, masking the storm brewing from within me.
But I have a plan-something far bigger than he can imagine. The thought alone brings a smile to my face, but still, the pain pierces through my heart.
As I walk toward the altar, I can already picture the stunned look on Jake's face when he sees my surprise for him.
Just before we exchange vows, we plan to show a video of our love story. Instead, what appears on the screen sends shockwaves through the room, leaving the crowd in stunned disbelief.
I gasp as pain throbs in my lower abdomen, as if I'm being split in half. "First time?" he asks, lowering his hand to my abdomen, his body tensing. I bite my lip to keep from answering, sensing his eyes flash with something dark. He pushes deeper inside me, and I wince. Pain shoots through me, but pleasure quickly follows, numbing me to the world. The sparks and tingles distract me from the discomfort. "So tight," he murmurs as he pulls out. "Please," I moan recklessly, knowing I should stop him but unable to resist the overwhelming pleasure. It feels so good. "Eager to feel my c**k," he growls as he thrusts back inside me, his voice making me forget the pain. The stretch burns as he goes deeper, but the pleasure consumes me. I lose myself, existing only for the man inside me. As the thrusts cease, his ragged breaths send shivers down my spine. I press my forehead into the pillow, disoriented. Suddenly, his teeth sink into my earlobe, pain shooting through my flesh. I try to grasp the pillow, but it slips away. "Mine..." He says in a low menacing voice whispers. Asher takes a deep breath, his chest rising and falling. Then, he says the words that shatter my heart. "I, Asher Knight, Alpha of the Redwood Pack, hereby reject you, Alethea Weaver of BloodMoon pack as my mate." ******** Alethea Weaver has always felt out of place, the youngest of three sisters and the only one who hasn't fully awakened her wolf. Haunted by mysterious dreams of a powerful mate, her life takes a darker turn when her father forces her to be a breeder to Xavier, the Beta of the Bluemoon Pack. But when Xavier's jealous girlfriend threatens her life, Alethea has no choice but to run. Alethea is attacked and saved by a shadowy figure-Alpha Asher, when he is hunting in the woods, knowing she is his fated mate. With her wolf still dormant, Alethea remains unaware of the deep connection between them. As their forbidden romance blooms, Asher, torn between duty and desire, ends things. A brutal accident leaves Alethea with no memory of her past-and no idea that she's carrying Asher's child. As she rebuilds her life, hidden truths, and long-buried secrets begin to resurface. Can Alethea unlock her true identity? Will she uncover why Asher pushed her away? And as rival packs close in, will she discover her power before it's too late?
"It's getting hot in here, don't you think?" I shudder as my clit becomes wet with his smooth voice. I melt away in his arms. He kisses me with a passion I've never felt before, and I moan into his mouth, lost in the moment until I sense him kicking open a door. I realize we're in a room. He continues the kiss as I wrap my leg around him, pulling him closer, his erection pressing into me. I feel my panties dripping wet from arousal. He releases me, resting his back on the headboard, and grabs my thigh, pulling me closer. His hand goes to my hair, releasing it to let my curls fall freely. He guides his fingers from my scalp to the ends of the curls, muttering in a husky voice, "Fucking beautiful. ****** Jasmine found herself trapped in a loveless marriage. Her world shattered when she uncovered her husband's betrayal on his birthday. Heartbroken and betrayed, she made the difficult decision to leave him and start anew in Illinois, with her friend Ava by her side. As Jasmine tried to go through her new life, a one-night stand left her pregnant, uncertain about the father's identity. But complications arose as Maxwell, Jasmine's ex-husband, refused to let go. Jasmine discovered shocking truths about Ava's betrayal. As secrets unraveled and loyalties were tested, Would she find the strength to overcome the obstacles in her way? Could she trust her heart, or would the shadows of the past forever haunt her?
Harper and the billionaire, Josh, collide unexpectedly at the gym. He was rude and ordered her out of the gym. They meet again when Josh becomes Harper's boss, creating tension and emotions. Facing challenges at work, Harper stays strong, and Josh's feelings change. An arranged marriage plan by both parents makes things more complex, so Harper goes away to find peace. While Josh searches for her. They come up with a plan: pretend to be in a relationship to help Harper's dad's struggling business. As they work together, their feelings get stronger, but past mistakes bother them. Secrets come out, trust is tested, and their hearts are on the line. "The Billionaire Desires" is a story of second chances and unexpected love.
Clutching his shirt, I pull him closer, and he smirks, well aware of the effect he has on me. The wetness in my core intensifies with his touch. Realization dawns on me as I hastily push him away, panting heavily. His gaze, dark with lust, looks at me intently. The wetness beneath me and the pain in my neck subside, but the tingling sparks remain. His overpowering scent and minty breath envelop me. Then he whispers, "Lyra if I slip my finger inside you, I swear you are dripping wet for me. And you say you hate me?" That is the breaking point. Summoning all my strength, I push him away forcefully, slipping out of his grasp. ............................ Lyra fled for her life when falsely accused of poisoning the Alpha. Pursued, she was rescued by Lycan king Kessler, who she realized was her mate. However, he had killed her parents, making her conflicted. To meet her uncle's demands, she pretends loyalty to the Lycan king but faces threats from the Alpha wants her dead. Her uncle insists on her having an heir with the Lycan king. The Lycan king refused to mate with her. Lyra's journey unfolds as she wrestles with these challenges – will she overcome them or succumb to the pressure?
Natalie used to think she could melt Connor’s icy heart, but she was sorely mistaken. When at last she decided to leave, she discovered that she was pregnant. Even so, she chose to quietly leave his world, prompting Connor to mobilize all of his resources and expand his business to a global scale—all in a bid to find her. But there was no trace of Natalie. Connor slowly spiraled into madness, turning the city upside down and leaving chaos in his wake. Natalie finally surfaced years later, with wealth and power of her own, only to find herself entangled with Connor once again.
Iris grew from an orphaned child to the adopted daughter of the Stewart family at age ten, finding warmth in her nominal uncle Vincent's kindness. Seven years later, she became his secret lover. When Vincent's engagement was announced, gossip spread about the notorious playboy CEO finally settling down. But only Iris knew the extent of his cold, two-faced nature. Iris fell for Vincent and, through tears, begged, "Marry me," only to be met with his frosty refusal. Defeated, she accepted a lawyer's proposal, sparking public excitement. Then, on her wedding day, Vincent pleaded desperately, "Don't marry him…"
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!"
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”
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."
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.”