It was a rainy day when the gears of fate started to turn. They were just children when Nathan first caught a glimpse of Delilah. Ever since then, he had sworn to give her a lifetime of happiness and to protect her from all the bitterness of the world. However, he ended up destroying the beautiful world he had tried to create. Heartbroken, Delilah decided to run away from him. Little did she know that he was more than unwilling to let her go. Was it truly their destiny to be together?
The LC Garden was brightly lit. In fact, it was like a magnificent palace, wafting off its unique charm into the dark night.
From time to time, a woman's moan came out from the master bedroom located on the second floor. The sound was like knives, skewering themselves deeper into another woman's heart as she stood motionless outside of the master bedroom. Her heart was cold as tears fell down her cheeks.
It turned out the beautiful dream she once thought of was nothing more than a nightmare. The man didn't love her at all. All his sweet words turned out to be nothing but lies. Now that he had gotten her, he abandoned her for another woman.
But even if the betrayal was right on her face, she still continued to believe that his midnight escapades weren't real. He wasn't serious with them. The only person he really loved was just her, Delilah An.
A mocking smile bloomed on her lips. "You're a fool to believe that he even loved you," she snapped at herself. "Don't be fooled by his lies anymore. You can't compete with his game. You'll never win."
Although the place she lived in looked like a magnificent castle, but in her eyes, all she could see was a dungeon with high ceilings, planning to trap her in forever. He was the one who had trapped her here.
Delilah An gritted her teeth. Maybe she could live a happier life if she could escape from his treacherous claws.
However, just as she was about to turn around, a violent curse came from the master bedroom. It was soon followed by a string of profanities. "Useless shit! Get out of here right now!"
She knew who the voice belonged to. Delilah An had thought that the enchanting and sexy woman would at least lift his spirits up, but in the end, he kicked her out.
Delilah An stopped. Was there hope for her yet?
"What are you looking at? Do you think you're better than me? Aren't you also unable to win him back?" The woman who had just exited the bedroom glared at Delilah An with narrowed eyes.
Delilah's heart ached at the woman's words. Although what she said was extremely hurtful, it was the truth.
"Why are you standing here?" A cold voice came from behind Delilah. In an instant, her whole body trembled as her heart was filled with conflicting emotions. Did he really have to speak to her in this manner?
He was like a monster. Was all the softness and care he had shown her back then just an act? She didn't want to believe it, but it was right in her face. Who was she to deny the truth?
"I... The room felt stuffy, so I came out for a walk." Delilah turned around to look at the most fascinating face she had ever seen. She forced a smile into her lips.
Nathan Wan lazily leaned against the railings on the second floor as if he didn't hear her. "Lee!" he shouted.
There was no response so he yelled out again, "Lee!"
The butler, Lee, heard that Nathan Wan had been yelling out his name like a mad man. Not knowing what had happened, he rushed up the second floor and saw that his master was leaning against the railings. He stammered, "Sir, are you looking for me?"
"The woman who served me tonight is useless. Send her away as you like. Don't let me see her again." While saying these words, Nathan Wan glanced at Delilah. It was obvious that he wanted her to hear these words.
Lee sighed in relief. It seemed that his master wasn't as angry as he had thought. He quickly bobbed his head respectfully. "Yes, sir. Right away."
Nathan Wan nodded. Seeing that Delilah still wasn't responding to his words, he gritted his teeth. He didn't know why, but he just wanted to get a reaction from her. "Remember to find me a better woman to serve me tomorrow night."
"Yes, sir," Lee said respectfully.
Nathan Wan didn't say anything more. He turned around and was about to go back to his room when he saw Delilah standing still in front of his doorway. "Why are you standing there? Are you planning to guard my door all night or do you just want to scare me to death?"
Hearing his cruel words, Delilah felt a lump rise up her throat as sadness welled up in her heart. "I'm sorry that I'm standing in your way," she apologized.
Delilah was about to go back to her room when Nathan grabbed her wrist. Without another word, he pulled her into his arms. His pleasant smell wafted into her nostrils, making her fall for him all over again.
"Since I can't find a woman tonight, then you'll do," he said casually as if he was just giving alms to the poor. Delilah gritted her teeth. He bent down, picked her up, and walked towards his bedroom. Then he closed the door behind him.
From the way he was holding her, it made her seem as if she was just another one of his subjects.
Her chest squeezed painfully that she couldn't even breathe. Her hands gripped the sheets as he lied on top of her.
"Damn it!" Seeing her so lifeless, Nathan clenched his fists. "You're lying beneath me and you're still thinking of another man!"
he roared, not giving her a chance to explain. "Who are you thinking about?"
"Nay, I didn't..." Delilah's heart was aching more than she could ever imagine. Her eyes glistened as she stared at the man who she thought she knew. His cold eyes stared down at her, making her tremble beneath him.
The way she called him struck a chord in his heart. He pinched her chin and forced her to look at him. Delilah wiggled in pain. "Nay, it hurts!"
"Hurts? Then why don't you listen to me? I've told you not to call me that again!" Nathan gritted his teeth.
Her screams broke through the night's silence, igniting his passion for her.
It was a strange night for Windy when she caught Shawn, the man who once swore to marry her, and her own sister having a passionate scene before their wedding. Although Shawn insisted that he had mistaken Carol by accident, Windy was well aware of the fact that he had feelings towards her sister since they met for the first time. This misleading romance had lasted for two years so far, which was a long time for Windy. However, she couldn't allow it to last any longer. As a result, Windy went on with the wedding even after what had happened. Eventually, she just gave up on him because of his unhealthy indifference and left him for good. Little did Shawn know that five years later, she would come back to conquer it all.
"Lucien, let's get a divorce," I said in a peremptory tone that was long overdue, the most decisive farewell to this absurd marriage. We had been married for exactly three years-three years that, for me, were filled with nothing but endless loneliness and torment. For three years, the husband who should have stood by my side through every storm, Lucien Sullivan, had completely disappeared from my life as if he had never existed. He vanished without a trace, leaving me alone to endure this empty, desolate marriage. Today, I finally received his message: "I'm back. Come pick me up at the airport." When I read his words, my heart leapt with joy, and I raced to the airport, thinking that he finally understood my love and was coming back to me. But his cruelty was far worse than I could have ever imagined-he was accompanied by a pregnant woman, and that woman was Carla, my closest and most trusted friend. In that moment, all of my previous excitement, all my hope, and all of our shared laughter and tears turned into the sharpest of daggers, stabbing into my heart and leaving me gasping for air. Now, all I want is to escape from this place that has left me so broken-to lick my wounds in solitude. Even if these wounds will remain with me for the rest of my life, I refuse to have anything to do with him ever again. He should know that it was his own hand that trampled our love underfoot, that his coldness and betrayal created this irreparable situation. But when he heard those words, he desperately clung to this broken, crumbling marriage, unwilling to let it end-almost as though doing so could rewind time and return everything to how it used to be. "Aurora, come back. I regret everything!" Regret? Those simple words stirred no emotion in me-only endless sadness and fury. My heart let out a frantic, desperate scream: It's too late for any of this!
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
June Rivera was divorced by her husband after three years of marriage because he wanted to be with her sister who was pregnant for him. Kicked to the curb with a divorce and rejected by her parents,she struggles to make ends meet and get a job until she saves Luis Ambrose from an accident - the only child of Rafael Ambrose, a widowed man and the CEO of Ambrose Corporation. When little Luis asks to have her as a nanny, and Rafael's mother pressures him to get married, they draw a contract. To be Luis's nanny and his fake wife for one year in exchange for 50 million dollars!
For the whole 17 years of her existence, Alana did not know the word freedom and happiness having been confined in the basement of her family's house accused of killing her own mother. She's beaten, cursed at, and barely survived from crumbs of food thrown at her. She thought this is her final destiny and has accepted the bitter fate of her life not until the night of her 18th birthday, a mysterious alpha appeared at her door telling her that she is the long-lost daughter of the alpha king and claiming her as his mate he's been looking for several years now.
"Listen, Gadreel Ødegaar," she looked at him, not hesitating this time. "It's my anniversary present for you. Let's divorce." *** Ivory Remington had sacrificed five years to look after her husband Gadreel who was in a vegetative state after an accident and a few months ago, he finally awakened like a miracle. She thought it was the start of their happy life but Gadreel still had no heart for her. On their anniversary and her birthday, she received a cheating video of her dear husband and her stepsister. Heartbroken, Ivory chose to quit this stupid game. She decided to set him free but the reason she left on the divorce agreement pierced Gadreel's noble pride. *** "Impotent? Are you serious?" He gripped her wrist and a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes. "I'm a woman, Gadreel. I'm tired of being in a sexless marriage. Let's end it once and for all." "Sexless, huh?" he chuckled lowly and without warning grabbed her chin in between his hands, pulling her face closer. "Turns out my wife was so eager to get a man between her legs? "