Fifteen years after marrying Fang Suian, I discovered that his first love had become our son's teacher. He secretly cherished sweet moments with her and took her on trips. Our son also helped him keep it from me. When they had a car accident, they left me in the car to die for the sake of his first love. I was utterly heartbroken and decided to file for divorce. Fang Suian sarcastically told me, "After being a housewife for so many years, you won't even have money to buy groceries after the divorce." Our son looked down on me, saying, "Mom, you're just a yellow-faced woman; why are you causing such a fuss?" After the divorce, I started my own business and became wealthy, and they begged me to come back. I mocked them, saying, "You want me to return as your free nanny? You must be dreaming."
"Are you sure you want to proceed with the divorce?" the lawyer asked me once more for confirmation.
"I have to remind you that even though your marriage took place before the latest legal reforms, the division of assets would still likely put you at a disadvantage if you proceed with the divorce."
The lawyer went over a detailed breakdown of our shared assets and liabilities.
I was well aware of this.
My husband, Gary Lopez, was now a senior executive earning no less than half a million dollars a year.
As for me, I'd been a stay-at-home wife for over ten years. If I went through with the divorce, I could walk away with nothing.
Perhaps because of that, Gary had grown more dismissive of me, even belittling me in front of others as if I was not good enough to be seen with him.
A fellow parent from our neighborhood called me out of the blue this morning, asking why I hadn't shown up for my son's parent-teacher conference. Thinking I had simply forgotten, I rushed to the school, only to realize that my son hadn't wanted me to come in the first place.
To my dismay, his homeroom teacher turned out to be Gary's first love- Zoey Chapman.
The moment he saw me, his smile disappeared.
"What are you doing here?" he snapped, pushing me toward the door.
"I... I came for the parent-teacher conference," I mumbled.
My son frowned, "Dad will be here. You should go back."
I tried to explain, feeling helpless, "I was always the one who came to these meetings... Your dad was always busy with work..."
He interrupted impatiently, "That was then. Now Dad's a big shot. He doesn't need to worry about what people think- even if he skips work. Just leave, okay?"
I stumbled back, and my son went on complaining, "It's humiliating having people see you like this- like some washed-up old housewife."
"Harley, who is she?" Zoey asked, stepping out of the classroom.
Harley took her arm and whispered in her ear, "That's my mom. I already told her to head home."
"That's not how you treat your mother- she cares about you," Zoey said, giving him a playful flick on the forehead.
Harley usually hated anyone touching his head- even an accidental brush could set him off.
But today, he held onto Zoey's arm, grinning and putting on an act of childish affection.
"He's just a kid. Don't take it personally," Zoey said with a smile, standing up for him- as if she had forgotten I was the one who gave birth to him.
"Sorry I'm late," Gary said as he came over quickly. He paused when he saw me. "What are you doing here?"
"I came for the parent-teacher meeting."
"I told you not to worry about school. Just focus on things at home," Gary said, pulling me aside. Then, turning to Zoey with a polite smile, he added, "Sorry if she caused any trouble."
"You should head back," Gary said, shoving his briefcase into my hands.
"Let's go inside, Ms. Chapman," Harley said, tugging at Zoey's arm as they headed into the classroom.
Gary gave me a glance, said nothing, and walked into the classroom behind them.
I stood outside, watching Harley eagerly interact with Zoey. As Gary shut the door, I suddenly felt like an outsider.
"I'll move forward with your request to file with the court. If everything goes smoothly, the divorce could be finalized in about two weeks," the lawyer said, snapping me out of my thoughts.
Two weeks, that should be enough.
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
"Is it considered betrayal to develop feelings for your best friend's boyfriend? What about when fate intervenes, and he turns out to be your destined mate? You might think it's luck and thank the moon goddess for such a twist of fate. That's what I believed until the love of my life uttered those dreaded words: 'I want a divorce!' As I stared at the pregnancy test in my hands, I realized it was better to keep my secret to myself. My name is Violet, and this is my story."
Mia's life is spiraling out of control. Abandoned by her mother, bullied mercilessly at school, and thrown into a household of four dangerously attractive stepbrothers, she's desperate to find her footing. "You look absolutely edible," Sean growled, his eyes devouring her. Mia felt a rush of heat between her thighs "Oh, you think so?" she purred, turning to face him. She reached out and traced her fingers along the ribbon that wrapped around his waist. "Well, I've been waiting for this all day. And I'm starving." Sean's smile grew into a predatory grin. "Then let us feast," he said, and in a flash, the ribbon fell away, exposing his rock-hard length. He stepped closer, and Mia felt the warmth of his breath on her face as he whispered, "You're going to take every inch of us tonight, aren't you?" With Rolex's teasing smirk and Sean's quiet, hot stares, Mia doesn't know where to turn-or who to trust. Every glance, every touch leaves her breathless, confused, and craving more than she should. Will Mia survive their games, or will she lose herself in a dangerous world of secrets, seduction, and forbidden desire? One house. Four brothers. Endless temptation.
Veronica is an eighteen-year-old omega who falls into an emotional breakdown when her Mate, who was soon to be the Alpha of the Sun crest pack, turns against her, hurls hurtful words at her, and rejects her on the night of the full moon festival because he and everyone in the pack, including her, thinks she is an omega. As if the pain of rejection, helplessness, and worthlessness wasn't enough, she lost her best and only friend to the cold hands of death when rogue wolves attacked their pack. Right in the presence of her mate, she was tagged as someone who always attracted problems and calamities anywhere she went and he turned a blind eye and watched as she was banished from the pack. With hatred for her life, she runs deep into the woods that were off-limits and jumps off to end her life, but in a turn of events, something else happens. What would her mate do when he finds out that Veronica is not who he thinks she is? Will she be able to forgive him? What fate lies ahead for them?
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."