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Vebby Alison Quill would do anything to save her younger sibling's life. Even if it means entering a contract marriage with Leonardo Osborne. It only takes 365 days for Vebby and Leo to be married. After that, they will go their separate ways. Can they let go of each other when the 365th day arrives? Or will they end up entangled in love after 365 days? * 1st book of seri 'A Year'
"Come here, Sweetie. Come with me," he said.
Eza Alison Quill's spine shivered. When his voice landed in her ears, an instant sense of dread emerged. It trapped her body swiftly, making her tremble.
"No," Eza refused.
For her rejection, she received a backlash. It gripped her hand tightly, denying her permission to escape as she wished.
"Let me go!"
Eza struggled with all her might, attempting to free herself, but the grip only grew stronger. Slowly fading her hope of escaping.
Laughter echoed. It came from the middle-aged man who felt delighted at the sight of fear on Eza's face. It made his grip tighten second by second.
"I won't let you go. I won't. You know, right? Tonight, I will take you to my house."
The question was drowned out by booming laughter. Eza shivered. She shook her head, but that was the reality that awaited her.
"You will be my mistress."
Eza swallowed her saliva. She shook with a body that trembled even more.
"No," Eza rejected. "I will not be your mistress. I will never be the mistress of an old man like you."
The uproarious laughter ceased. It vanished instantly when Eza's words struck him. Making the face of the fifty-three-year-old man turn red.
His face hardened. It looked fierce.
"W-what? What did you say just now?"
Eza did not answer. She could not say anything when the grip on her wrist felt even stronger, bringing unbearable pain.
A grunt escaped, indicating immeasurable pain. However, that tangible proof seemed to mean nothing.
"Answer, Eza! What did you say just now?! Did you call me an old man?!"
This time, it was not just the grip that hurt Eza, but also the jolt that made her stumble. Dizziness came. It trapped the clear focus of her eyes, replacing it with a blurred vision.
Eza closed her eyes. She was dizzy and afraid to witness the eruption of anger in front of her.
"I beg you," Eza pleaded at last. "Let me go. I don't want to marry you."
She did not want to imagine it, but the fear had already formed a shadow in Eza's mind. Spinning around and making her stomach feel sick. How could a twenty-two-year-old girl become the mistress of a fifty-three-year-old man? Were not they more suited to be father and daughter rather than lovers?
However, it was not just the age difference that was the reason for Eza's rejection. Because she knew that she would become one of Sergio Alexander's many mistresses.
There was a legitimate wife and at least six other mistresses that Sergio had. If Eza accepted that cruel fate, she would become the seventh mistress.
An utterly illogical act. However, that was Sergio's life. When power and wealth were in his hands, no one could resist him. Ironically, they sometimes even begged him.
A sad reality for Eza. Because her father, Dean Jonathan Quill, was among those who begged Sergio. And it all started from the fraudulent investment he participated in.
The loss suffered by Dean amounted to hundreds of thousands of dollars. Clearly, it was not a small amount of money. He was desperate. At that time, Sergio came forward and offered help.
Sergio did not expect his money back. He could help sincerely, but not without selfish motives.
It was Eza that Sergio desired. Dean's youngest daughter, famous for her beauty. A virgin from an esteemed family, what more could he ask for?
Thus, it was not strange when Sergio and his men came to Dean's residence that night. He would take Eza so that the promised money could land in Dean's account the next day.
At least that was the guarantee to ensure Dean did not break the agreement. That's what Sergio said.
Unfortunately, Sergio's plan did not go smoothly as he had hoped. He could predict that Eza would refuse. However, he did not anticipate that Eza would resist with all her might.
"Shut up!" Sergio shouted.
Sergio had run out of patience. Anger had blinded his eyes and heart. Without thinking twice, he slapped Eza on the cheek, causing her to fall silent.
Eza's groans and whimpering disappeared. The girl's head spun. Her vision became blurry. However, her ears could still hear clearly.
"I don't care. Whether you want it or not, it doesn't matter. In the end, I will still have you," Sergio said triumphantly. "You can't refuse. Besides, your father has already agreed to it."
Disgusting. The nausea in Eza's stomach intensified. How could Dean allow his daughter to marry a man even older than himself?
It was truly nonsensical. However, that was the reality.
Eza refused to believe it, but this was what was happening to her. Trying to deny the disaster felt useless. The cries for help that she had been shouting since earlier yielded no results whatsoever.
H-how is this possible, Dad? How could you be so heartless to me? Trading your own flesh and blood for money?
Images of Dean's love filled Eza's mind. They flickered, displaying a time when they were a happy father and daughter. Loving and protecting each other. But now?
"Come on! Wake up!"
Sergio's shove shattered all those beautiful memories in Eza's mind. It brought her back to the terrifying destiny that would soon become her life story.
"N-no. I beg you."
Another slap landed as a response to Eza's plea. Followed by another burst of laughter. Then, with utmost arrogance, Sergio spoke.
"Get up. It's better if you obey me before I completely lose my patience. Surely you don't want me to ruin your beautiful face, do you?"
Eza shook her head in despair. Her eyes opened, and Sergio's face filled her vision.
Sergio smirked. Extending his free hand, he tried to caress Eza's face. But she pushed it away.
"No," Eza shook her head again. "I don't want to. I won't go."
The fear Eza felt could not be expressed in words anymore. It was so overwhelming that at one point, she thought it would be better if she died.
Oh God. Please help me.
All she could do was pray. Eza had lost all hope. The longer time passed, the thinner her hope became of escaping that reality.
"Dad!" Eza cried out in desperation. "Help me, Dad! I beg you!"
Eza's voice sounded hoarse. Amidst fear and pain that she endured, there were tears that she could not hold back.
It seemed impossible. Yet, Eza held onto a flicker of empty hope. Perhaps Dean would come. Perhaps her father would change his mind. Maybe.
"Damn it!" Sergio shouted angrily. "Your father won't come, you bitch!"
Biting her lower lip, Eza held her ground as Sergio attempted to drag her. She clung to the bedpost, desperately trying not to let go.
"I beg you! Anyone, help me! Dad!" Eza shouted again.
However, Eza's screams yielded no results. It was not just Dean pretending to be deaf. Even all the residents in the house did the same. They acted as if they could not hear Eza's heart-wrenching pleas.
"I told you! No one wants to help you!" Sergio shouted again.
Taking a deep, exasperated breath, Sergio's patience had truly run out. Eza's rejection and defiance made his blood boil with anger. And without hesitation, he called his guards who were standing outside Eza's room.
"Monte! Bernard! Come here! Help me!"
With tears streaming down her face, Eza shook her head. She clung to the bedpost even tighter.
"N-no. Please. I beg you."
This time, Eza had truly lost her hope. The dark cloud became even more tangible in her mind.
"Dad," Eza whispered finally. Now she had no more strength. Perhaps it was time for Eza to surrender. "Please help me."
There was no strength. There was no hope. Eza could only cry and let the tears flow down her cheeks.
The door to Eza's room opened. Simultaneously, Sergio's laughter filled Eza's ears. The form of joy as he felt he was on top of the world.
"Now it's time for you to leave, Eza."
Saying that while laughing happily, Sergio was completely unaware of something. That it was not his guards who entered. It was not Monte or Bernard who entered and now stood behind him.
Sergio was caught off guard as he tried to pull Eza, who clung even tighter to the bedpost. He knew nothing. He thought everything was going according to plan. He believed everything was going well.
Praaang!
Sergio's plan crumbled to pieces. Along with the shattering of a fairly large vase on his head.
Flowers scattered everywhere. Along with Sergio, who fell to the floor and lost consciousness.
Fresh blood flowed, flooding the floor and almost reaching Eza's feet.
Stunned, for a moment Eza stood silently, looking at the helpless Sergio. The middle-aged man no longer moved, and Eza immediately turned away. She looked at the person who entered her room and performed that act.
"V-Vebby."
*
Azera Cordelia Ross thought her life had reached its maximum limit of misfortune, but it turned out that fate still had surprises in store. Yesterday she was a poor college student running away from a drunken father, and now she was a future Luna locked in the golden room of the Alpha, Oscar Donovan. The prophecy had come true. The herd rejoiced. The ceremony and the feast were ready. Only Era was lost in a question. Am I a werewolf?
The clawless luna, that's what they called her. Vione Celestie Munest had reached a point where she no longer hoped for destiny. Living without a clear origin and claws was painful enough for her. She didn't want to add to her suffering by being humiliated by her Alpha, Usher Thorne. So when Usher decided to sever their bond, Vione's only words were. "I, Vione Celestie Munest, accept your rejection as luna and mate, Alpha Usher Thorne."
Get a job while running into an ex? Oh no! Vanny never expected this to happen in the script of her life. But for Vanny, exes were a species that should be extinct from human civilization. For Haris, on the other hand, it was a different story. For him, exes were a species that should be preserved, especially if it was the only ex he had. So, would Vanny be willing to give up the job to avoid her ex? Or would Haris manage to use the penalty clause in the employment contract? Money or love? Which would they choose?
Elzi Amelia Collins was indeed fortunate. She had a happy family, graduated from college, and immediately found a job, and was engaged to a handsome and wealthy man. Envious, right? However, hold on a moment. That was just the beginning. After that disastrous night, a series of calamities seemed to rain down on her alone, as if from the heavens. It all started with a high school reunion. In the early hours of the morning, Elzi woke up innocently next to a guy, both covered with just a single dimly lit blanket in one room. No forensic examination was needed to know what had happened to her while she was drunk that night! Hoping she would not get pregnant, Elzi found her world turning even more chaotic. On another night, her fiancé attempted to violate her. Luckily, she managed to escape. Ironically, she ended up being helped by the one who took her virginity! Her younger brother pronounced his judgment. The engagement was called off! And as if that was not enough, another disaster struck at her workplace. When a beautiful woman, resembling a model, assumed that Elzi was stealing her man. Now, Elzi found herself trapped between them all. Her high school friend, who kept offering his responsibility; her ex-fiancé, who was trying to apologize; her protective younger brother, and the woman who thought Elzi was stealing her future “prospective husband” (remember: future “prospective husband”).
Misfortune in both work and love seemed to be Vonda Raveena Scoot's constant companion. Just when work pressures had her on edge, she had to endure a broken heart as she witnessed her boyfriend, who also happened to be her subordinate, indulging in a romantic affair within the empty confines of their office space. These two factors were compelling reasons for Vonda to unleash all her emotions at her company's CEO's wedding party. She drowned her sorrows in glass after glass of alcohol until she was intoxicated and decided to call for a ride-hailing service. However, little did she know that her inebriated state would lead her to board the wrong car. “Uh... I'm a bit tipsy. But just because I'm tipsy, I feel like I'm riding in a red Lamborghini taxi.” Vonda laughed heartily. Eventually, she found herself pouring her heart out and ended up asking a crazy question. “Sir, you don't have to drive tonight, okay? How about just accompanying me instead? After all, I'm quite pretty, right?” In the days that followed, Vonda came close to considering checking herself into a Mental Health Institution.
Cast aside and humiliated, Elice McLean never imagined she would endure life. She was on the brink of giving up. Until that night led her to a crazy revelation. That she still held value. His name was Garrett Alexander Morales. A stranger who proved to Elice that in his eyes, she was still immensely precious. Through his gaze, through his way of speaking, and through his ... touch. * 1st book of seri 'The Billionaire'
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
"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?"
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.”
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.
She was hurt. She was bullied and made fun of. And the only hope that kept her going was finding her mate. She has always been weak. Weak to the world. Why? Because she was a lantern. She didn't have a wolf. That's what everyone thought about her. When she found her mate, he wanted her to be his slut and not a wife. She might be an omega, but it doesn't mean she will take disloyalty and betrayal lightly. So she did something that no one in history ever did. She rejected an Alpha. "I, Alexis Clark, reject Brandon Sterling, the alpha of Black mist pack, and consider myself a free soul until I decide so."; Were her last words before she left that torturous place and became a rogue. A rogue that everyone was fearing and finding. Why? Because she was the rogue that has become one of the biggest problems of almost all the packs in the country. She was Alexis Clark. A rogue that rejected an Alpha, stealth food, kill other rogues, and more than that was living with humans and studying with them. What will happen when her case is given to the world's most dangerous alpha, Sebastian Sinclair, who has taken it upon himself to punish this rogue. The one who hated rogues and omega to a level that was beyond understanding. Why? Because his mate was an omega, who betrayed him with a rogue before dying. How will Alexis tackle this alpha, in whose College she was studying and living under hiding for almost a year? What will Sebastian do when he finds out the new girl he had been talking to is none other than the rogue omega that he had decided to kill? "To love you with all my might was my only wish, but you were the only one who gave me endless suffering. So today, I promise myself to not fall for anyone."; A simple saying that both Alexis and Sebastian had vowed upon. Will they be able to find their love amidst all these problems?
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."