Norah had to make a big move to Raybourne City after an engagement arrangement between her family and the Chase family. She wasn't given the best welcome as everyone thought she was a country girl who wanted to dig gold by marrying into a wealthy family. All three sons of the Chase couple refused to have anything to do with her. They scoffed and belittled her, saying that she wasn't their type and they had better options to choose from. Unbeknownst to them, Norah was more than they thought she was. She had multiple careers going well for her. She was a renowned contemporary artist, an enigmatic hacker, a world-famous designer, a top racer, and even the founder of a widely-known luxury brand. She didn't need their goddamn money! Norah enjoyed working anonymously in different fields. But one day, her secret identities were exposed. The three brothers instantly made a U-turn. Janson, the eldest of them all, said so romantically, "I think we are a match made in heaven, Norah. If you get married to me, you will be the wife of the president of Chase Group." Simon, the third son, declared, "Norah, I can move mountains for you. I want to marry you even if I have to fight with my big brother." Hearing this, the second son, Darren was speechless. He still couldn't believe what was happening. "Are you guys being serious right now? You want to chase me after rejecting me? Ha-ha! It's too late!" Norah snorted coldly. She was fed up with the whole engagement thing, so she decided to leave. But before she could do so, the infamous playboy, Darren grabbed her by the arm. He refused to let her go despite her struggle. He stared her dead in the eye and smirked evilly. "You flirted with me, and now you want to leave? Over my dead body!"
The Chase family was one of the most powerful and wealthiest clans in Sorphis. Its master personally selected his granddaughter-in-law. The servants were all discussing who she was.
After all, the new granddaughter-in-law wasn't a wealthy woman but a country girl.
"I heard this country girl got lucky after saving Mr. Chase. He accepted her as his granddaughter-in-law to repay the favor."
"I wonder which of his three grandsons is unlucky to marry her."
"I'm sure this bumpkin must be rude and ugly. Even if she takes advantage of this opportunity and marries into the Chase family, she will be nothing but a mere joke."
Just as they spoke, a car trundled to a halt before them. Everyone stopped talking and unanimously turned to look at the car.
As soon as the door opened, a pair of slim legs slid out, then a slender waist and plump breasts came to view as a woman walked out of the car.
Everyone's eyes lit up in shock when they saw her smoking hot body.
But what surprised them more was her beautiful, angelic face. The servants had worked for the Chase family for many years and had met a lot of pretty young ladies. But everyone faded in comparison to the woman standing before them.
"Who is this?"
"I wasn't told any affluent lady would visit us."
"Is this Norah Bector?"
Everyone fell silent when they heard that.
They exchanged glances with quizzical look on their faces. The woman looked noble. There was no way she would be an ignorant countrywoman.
The moment Norah Bector stepped out of the car, she saw people pointing at her and whispering. However, she remained unfazed. She picked up her bag from her seat and was about to step into the house.
Seeing that, the servants darted to her and stopped her. A middle-aged servant picked up the disinfectant bottle and sprayed it all over her.
"Disinfect your clothes before stepping inside!" She cast a scornful look at Norah. "Miss Bector, I must remind you the Chase family's lifestyle is different from yours. We live a principled life here, and our people are sophisticated. Just because you have Mr. Chase's support does not mean you can be disrespectful to any member of the family."
The moment she finished speaking, Kristine Chase, Norah's future mother-in-law, and Debby Chase, Norah's future sister-in-law, arrived.
Debby felt a pang of jealousy in her heart at the mere sight of Norah. She heard her grandfather had chosen a countrywoman and didn't expect her to be so beautiful.
However, she felt better after seeing Norah's cheap clothes.
Irrespective of how beautiful she was, Norah was just a country girl.
Debby looked her up and down and sneered. "Gosh, you can't even wear decent clothes. I don't know what Grandpa sees in you."
Norah ignored her and asked, "Where are the other Chases?"
Her nonchalance irked Debby. "All my brothers are busy," she snapped. "They are obviously at the company. Do you think you're important enough for us all to welcome you?"
Kristine raked her gaze across Norah from head to toe. Then, she took a card from her bag.
"Debby is right. Now that you're living here from now on, you can't wear such shabby clothes anymore. Here, there are five hundred thousand on this card. Use it to buy some decent clothes. I don't want you to embarrass our family."
Norah took the card, smiled, and tossed it into her bag. "Thank you."
Her calm demeanor infuriated Kristine and Debby. Norah, however, ignored them and walked into the house.
Norah looked around the place that was her future home. She was satisfied. She slumped on the sofa, took out her mobile phone, and transferred five hundred thousand to someone.
"I want you to get me a dress right away. Hurry up!"
"Are you kidding me? You have never purchased clothes that are less than two million. What do you expect me to get for five hundred thousand? Lingerie?"
Norah couldn't help but smile. "I have no choice. It's my future mother-in-law's request."
"What? Have you thought about it? Are you going to marry into the Chase family?"
"Well, this family is interesting," Norah replied.
Norah was busy texting and didn't notice Debby complaining to Kristine.
"Mom, look at her! She has no manners. I don't know what has gotten into Grandpa's mind. He could have given her money to repay the favor. Why does he want to make that bumpkin a part of our family? He is old and has lost his mind-"
"Shut up!" Kristine cut her off. "Don't you dare disrespect your grandfather. It will only cause you unnecessary trouble."
Debby immediately shut her mouth.
Kristine agreed with Debby. But as an elder, she had to seem decent. "Arrange a room for Norah," she ordered the servant.
Debby followed the servant upstairs.
Just as the servant was about to clean the guest room, Debby pointed at the next room and smiled. "This one is good."
The servant's face flushed with embarrassment. "But that is Mr. Darren Chase's room..."
"You don't have to show respect tohim. He is just an illegitimate son! Do what I say without asking unnecessary questions."
Debby glowered. She felt a villager and an illegitimate son would be an ideal match.
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...
Caught in a web of betrayal, Nicole's life shatters in a single evening when her mother-in-law, Veronica, sets her up in an elaborate scheme. Blindsided, Nicole faces her husband Taylor's cold rage as he casts her out of his life and home, accusing her of infidelity and theft. As she tries to defend herself, her best friend, Sarah, adds another blow by denying their loyalty. "Please, Taylor, you have to believe me!" Nicole pleads, her voice breaking, but his icy response is a dagger to her heart. "I don't hate you, Nicole," he sneers. "I despise you." When Nicole reveals she's pregnant, she hopes for compassion, but it only fuels Veronica's determination to rid the family of her. After signing the divorce papers, a dejected Nicole wanders alone, where a brutal attack leaves her bleeding, helpless, and desperate to protect her unborn child. Six years later, Nicole returns from the ashes to inflict seven times the pains upon those who humiliated her and left her to die. "I'll make them pay so dearly that they'd regret ever been born!" She declares. This is a story of romance and revenge you don't want to miss!
He told her to call him Daddy. Not because he earned it, but because he fucking owned her. The moment she signed that contract, she stopped being a woman with dignity and became his filthy little plaything. His holes to use. His mess to ruin. He didn't just fuck her, he rewired her. Stripped her clean of boundaries and filled her with sin. Every punishment made her scream. Every game dragged her deeper into his twisted world. And the way he praised her... Good girl. She should've run the first time he said it. But Daddy doesn't let his toys leave. He breaks them until they beg to stay. ** Mia's life changed the night she let a stranger ruin her. One night. She never expected to see him again. Until she walked into her new job... and her boss turned around. Ace.Her one-night sin in a thousand-dollar suit. Only this time, he wasn't asking her to be his assistant. She was to be his wife.
In the previous life, Maggie Johnson was so cowardly, gullible and stupid that she was coaxed by her fiance and stepsister and then broke her legs and lost everything including her fortune, love and even life. However, she was so lucky that she was reborn in the year before everything happened. Since her life restarted, how could she repeat a previous tragedy? Therefore, in this life, she took the opportunity to improve herself and take revenge on the ones who had ever insulted her. Facing the people who had humiliated her previously, she became smart and experienced to break their frames and tricks that had caused her to hurt in the previous life. Finally, no one could stop her pace to amaze the world any more.
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
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.