"You think you can tame an old daddy like me?" Mr. Domenico Lombardi's stone-like voice makes me nervous, but I'm not backing down; I know what I want. "Yes," I added a nod to confirm it but cursed internally at my luck. I've never had a boyfriend, and here I am trying to tame a man old enough to be my father. It is said that the apple does not fall far from the tree. I guess I am truly Kate's daughter. I had an internal laugh at my stupidity. He scoffed, and I responded by nodding once more while watching the darkening of the silvery gray pupils in his eyes. How come? I brush it off as his cold eyes wash over me. Domenico Lombardi's presence makes me squirm. When I'm around him, I get the impression that I'm being judged and ignored at every turn. "How old are you?" "18" "How old is your father?" "38," I replied truthfully. "Well, I'm 37 years old." He stared at me; his eyes darkened again, and I became terrified. I fiddle with my nails, clipping them together as I lean back on my heels to help relieve some of the anxiety he's causing me. "You see, I'm like a father to you, or maybe a grandfather or a great-great-grandfather. How many boyfriends have you had in your life?" "None." He chuckled as I responded. "You see, I've lost count of how many ladies I've fucked, thousands or millions, over the centuries. You are just a little girl to me with nothing to offer; now, get lost!" "My panties made you hard!" "You think so?" "Yes," I responded confidently. "Well, I wasn't hard; I just have a donkey-like cock."
Before You read this book, kindly note the following. This is A billionaire Alpha king book.
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When Jade discovered that her mother had stolen her educational funds, she decided to pursue the man her mother desired.
It was all a game, but what will Jade do when she discovers Domenico Lombardi is her phone sex client, Dark?
"You think you can tame an old daddy like me?" Mr. Domenico Lombardi's stone-like voice makes me nervous, but I'm not backing down; I know what I want.
"Yes," I added a nod to confirm it but cursed internally at my luck. I've never had a boyfriend, and here I am trying to tame a man old enough to be my father. It is said that the apple does not fall far from the tree. I guess I am truly Kate's daughter. I had an internal laugh at my stupidity.
He scoffed, and I responded by nodding once more while watching the darkening of the silvery gray pupils in his eyes.
How come?
I brush it off as his cold eyes wash over me. Domenico Lombardi's presence makes me squirm. When I'm around him, I get the impression that I'm being judged and ignored at every turn.
"How old are you?"
"18"
"How old is your father?"
"38," I replied truthfully.
"Well, I'm 37 years old." He stared at me; his eyes darkened again, and I became terrified. I fiddle with my nails, clipping them together as I lean back on my heels to help relieve some of the anxiety he's causing me. "You see, I'm like a father to you, or maybe a grandfather or a great-great-grandfather. How many boyfriends have you had in your life?"
"None." He chuckled as I responded.
"You see, I've lost count of how many ladies I've fucked, thousands or millions, over the centuries. You are just a little girl to me with nothing to offer; now, get lost!"
"My panties made you hard!"
"You think so?"
"Yes," I responded confidently.
"Well, I wasn't hard; I just have a donkey-like cock."
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~Jade's POV~
90, 91, 92 This has to be the worst ad ever; how the fuck did I post ads on websites, different websites, to be exact, and yet I haven't received a call in a week?
93, 94, 95, 96
I always count to 100 every day before switching the damn phone off. "Cheers to yet another productive day, Jade!" I said to no one specifically but myself. I thought people loved phone sex, but I guess I was wrong.
97, 98, 99, 100
I sighed. This shit is outdated; people want the real thing, not some phone sex with a stranger. One does not have to rely on the Internet; it is deceptive. Suddenly, my thoughts were disturbed by the ringing of my phone just as I was about to turn it off. I cleared my throat and swallowed hard while trying to master the most seductive voice that could make a man cum over the phone.
"Thank you for calling The Heart Of Desires; what's your fantasy?"
"Your juicy pussy." Straight to the point, I blushed shyly. I don't know what I'm doing, but if this has to work, I have to go with the flow. I have never done phone sex before, but I need the cash, and besides, it's not like I'm having real sex. I swallowed hard again, trying to convince myself and answer the man at the other end of the line.
"Straight to the point, I like."
"How many clients have you got so far?" I should lie, but there is something about his voice that dares me not to. The authority, the power, everything about this voice makes me want to go look for him and lay on a table for him to devour my virgin pussy.
Aargh, Jade, focus!
"Just you. I opened last week and haven't had calls since then."
"Honesty, I like. Now, my fantasy. I would like you to give me your phone number, and I would like you not to have any more clients. Just me, what do you say, Juicy J?"
"How do you know my name?" This man sometimes sounds like he's from another era. His voice was so cold like ice that could freeze a beating heart.
"The ads you posted online, Miss Juicy J,"
"Oh yeah, the ad. So Mr..." I dragged the Mr. part out for a little too long before he told me his name.
"Dark, call me Dark, but when I call you for your services, you can call me Dom."
"Dom? As in, like Dom Daddy?"
"Even better." We are engaging, but this man shows no emotion; his words are icy, more like an "I'm the one paying" kind of conversation.
"Dark, I just opened and you are my first client; what if I lose money while entertaining you alone?"
"Dark doesn't share. Name your price?" Oh God, I don't know much about money. I mean, I'm only 18; how much is enough?
Shit! This is tricky.
"How much can you afford, Dark?"
"The whole world, I guess?"
"I'm not good with prices, Dark."
"How about we see how juicy your boobs are for $1000, Miss Juicy J?" I almost screamed at the top of my lungs, but wait, he just said,
"We."
Who are we? Aargh, who cares? He wants to give me $1000 just for my boobs. I can send him a picture of boobs from the internet. A knowing smile appeared on my face.
"Miss Juicy J, when you send your boobs, please make sure today's date is showing. Oh, and I know how to spot boobs from the internet; technology makes things easier these days." I cursed. Argh, I lost. "Is the number on the ad your number, Juicy J?"
"No."
"Good, give me your personal number and our business starts when you send me those boobies." Make sure you create an Apple Pay account." I gave him my number, and he sent me a winking emoji as a text.
Shit! This man is going to be the death of me. I went to my room. I stood in front of the mirror with no T-shirt on and no bra on, staring at my boobs. I turned to the side to be sure my boobs were full enough to be displayed. Call me crazy, but I need that $1000, and if I want more cash, I have to make sure my boobs are worth it.
Great, I've got full, round breasts. I'm sure Dark would like it. I sighed and took the damn picture. I closed my eyes and pressed the send button. I threw myself on top of my bed, waiting for Dom Daddy to text me what he thought of my boobs.
Five minutes passed, and there was nothing.....
Did he fucking scam me? Oh my God, I was scammed. I fell for a scam!
How the fuck do I report this? I laughed at my stupidity; I just sent a stranger a picture of my boobs. Holy mother! I will start trending soon. What will my dad say?
I started pacing back and forth, not knowing what to do. I can't delete a sent message. I have just proven to Kate that I am indeed useless. My dad is going to kill me.
In the midst of my panic, I received a text message on my phone, which I opened to find a fucking $3000!
Holy Christ! It was supposed to be $1000. I took my phone and texted him.
Jade: What happened to $1000?
Dark: Miss Juicy J, this is business, and besides, I am a generous man. You need to learn how to negotiate. I can even pay $20,000 if you can convince me.
He sent a winking emoji again. I smiled and laid back on the bed, thinking of how much more I could make if I just did what Dark asked me to do.
I think I will love this; I will never be broke in college. I will at least get the things I need. I sighed, knowing that I would get to help my dad with his business, too. Kate took everything from him, and now we are just managing. Some mothers protect their children, but my mom is about going after the richest men ever registered. She's all about being young and marrying rich men. Well, marriage number 7 didn't work. Who is her next target?
Maybe Domenico Lombardi I laughed; that man is unreachable. I heard he is scary and handsome as hell, and I will be working with the devil himself as his part-time personal assistant.
I went inside my bathroom, took a shower, and rested; tomorrow I have a long day ahead of me. An interview with the devil and going to the bank for my tuition fees.
After being betrayed by her stepsister, Cathleen left the country and went abroad. However, on the day she returned to NYC, she was asked to marry the same man she caught sleeping with her stepsister 3 years ago. Cathleen agreed, as she was marrying the man to save her grandmother and wanted revenge, as well as to cut ties with her family. To her surprise, the man she married wasn't the man who betrayed her 3 years ago; it was a different man she had never seen. What happened to Finn? How will she get her revenge? Her stepmother and stepsister found out that Finn wasn't the owner of Knight Group, so they devised a plan to make Cathleen marry the lapdog while they found out who owned Knight Group. But with Finn on the run, who then did Cathleen marry? Xavier was dimmed to be a cousin from the farm; little did the mother-and-daughter pair know that he was the big shot they had been looking for.
[18+] Sleeping with my best friend was something that shouldn’t have happened. We made a promise to each other when we were young, but it was long forgotten, at least by him, but not by me. I didn’t forget that he was my prince charming. He dated girls, which I didn’t mind because I was still underage. We slept in the same bed until this date, but we have never crossed the line. The problem started when his fiancée failed to appear for their wedding, and I had to play the role of his bride for the day just to save his face. That was the date everything changed. We had the steamiest night, and he told me it shouldn’t have happened because he was dating my best friend, Candice. That struck me dead in the gut. I should have known that our promises were long forgotten. He took my innocence and told me it shouldn’t have happened. That hurts, but nothing hurts more than learning you’re pregnant with your best friend’s child and you can’t tell him because he is in love with your friend. “Hi! My name is Lola.” He grinned. “My name is Dante.” “May I join you in a game?” “How old are you?” I gave him a puppy-dog expression. “You’re so adorable when you do that,” he observed. “I am nine years old.” “Well. I’m a sixteen-year-old, do you wish to play with your older brother?” I gave a nod. Just like that, I started playing with a 16-year-old. I was his little sister and he was my big brother. We grew up to be best friends. Everything was shared. We continue to share a bed to this day.
Christopher Grayston only wanted to marry to stop his grandfather from asking him to remarry. As a result, he married a girl he met outside civil affairs. He wanted to marry someone with whom they would never consummate their marriage. So he settled for a young girl he had just met standing outside the Civil Affairs Bureau, knowing full well that he wouldn't touch her because she was just a girl. Camila Mendoza fit the bill since she was young, though she was a temptress without even trying. The two signed the marriage certificates and went their separate ways. However, 3 months down the line, fate brought them together. Camila saved a kid and later learned that the boy she saved was her husband's son. Camila never cared about how her whore of a husband conducted his life until she met his son. Everything was fine till his ex-wife came stumbling back into his life. A man who is always making headlines about his sex life and a wife on a mission. Who would triumph?
She went to a club with her friends to drink for the first time after finishing her third-year examinations. Gabriella was a 21-year-old virgin who had never kissed anybody before. She met a stranger at a club, accompanied him to a hotel, had her first kiss, and lost her virginity. She enjoyed herself. When she awoke the next morning, the man was gone, He left. She found out she was pregnant a few months later. She continued to go to the hotel in the hopes of running into the man, but after four months, she gave up. He abandoned her, leaving her to face the situation alone. She dropped out of university to raise her son. She returned to school a year later to complete her studies and get her degree. She then saw the person she had slept with on TV and realized he was now engaged, as well as the fact that he was the well-known multi-billionaire Javier Hills. What would his grandma do when she finds a boy who looks just like her grandson?
An orphan raised by the omegas of the pack, her mate took a chosen luna and left her pregnant. After she had lost everything, they threw her back out on the streets. The streets were where she came from in the first place. Every time a car passed, she would hurl herself into the streets. She yearned to die and be with her dear ones, but no one had ever stepped in to aid her. Will the moon goddess have mercy on her? What would happen if her true identity was discovered?
She thought he was the villain. He was only trying to save his soul. Rena lives in a world of sunshine, sweets, and simple dreams. Until one reckless decision drops her into a dark realm of secrets, curses and werewolves. Kidnapped, heartbroken. She doesn't know who to trust anymore especially not Logan, the arrogant, cruel Alpha who's keeping her as a hostage. Until she discovers his dark secret. He's been hearing her thoughts all along. Now the walls between them are crumbling. And when feelings grow where hatred once lived, a curse demands that blood becomes a love that demands sacrifice. But how can she give her heart to the one who might need it to die?
“Drive this woman out!” "Throw this woman into the sea!” When he doesn’t know Debbie Nelson’s true identity, Carlos Hilton cold-shoulders her. “Mr. Hilton, she is your wife,” Carlos’ secretary reminded him. Hearing that, Carlos gives him a cold stare and complained, “why didn’t you tell me earlier?” From then on, Carlos spoils her rotten. Little did everyone expect that they would get a divorce.
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
Five years ago, Alessia La Rosa's life took a drastic turn when, suffering from memory loss, she wed to Dominic Carter under her grandfather's mysterious arrangement. But their marriage was a facade, bringing her only humiliation and heartache as Dominic showed no love, and she couldn't conceive. Upon discovering Dominic's infidelity, Alessia sought liberation through divorce. Yet, fate had more in store for her. Five years later, spurred by an anonymous email hinting at her lost child's whereabouts, she returns to the city with her twin babies in tow, determined to uncover the truth. As she navigates the tangled web of her past, a surprising twist awaits. Dominic, upon meeting her again, finds himself drawn to the woman she has become, unaware of her true identity as his former wife. Little does he know, the woman he's falling for is not only his ex-wife but also a powerful Doctor and Master Hacker.
A man like Travis Sinclair wants nothing more than a woman who matches his sexual prowess and is used to getting everything he wants. A cold-hearted billionaire ,he lives by one rule - no love, no commitment. Ayanna Davies isn't looking for a relationship. She's focused on her work and the financial security it brings. As a high end escort, her client is full of filthy rich men who are willing to pay handsomely for her services. But when Travis Sinclair becomes one of her clients, she begins twice about mixing work with pleasure. Not knowing that he is an old acquaintance whom she despises.
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.