She discovers her fiancé and her sister getting intimate right before her wedding. Determined to expose them, she plays the tape on her wedding day, but her parents don't support her. Now, she has a chance for a new beginning with a wealthy man through a contractual marriage. Will she be able to get her revenge on her fiancé? Will her transactional partnership with the wealthy man evolve into something more?
As I stepped into the room, the soft rustle of my gown echoed in the hushed atmosphere. At 28, I've grown accustomed to the scrutiny that follows my every move, the weight of expectations pressing down on my shoulders like an invisible burden.
I rounded the corner of my childhood home, my breath catching in my throat as I caught sight of them – Alexander and Amanda, locked in an embrace so intimate it stole the very air from my lungs. My mind struggled to process what I was seeing, to make sense of the betrayal unfolding before my eyes.
The air crackled with tension as I stood frozen, unable to tear my gaze away from the scene before me. My sister, my confidante, wrapped in the arms of the man I had vowed to spend eternity with. It was a betrayal so profound, it threatened to tear apart the very fabric of my reality.
"I've never felt this alive, Amanda," Alexander's voice was low, filled with a passion I had never heard before. "Being with you... it's like nothing else matters."
Amanda's laughter echoed in the dimly lit corridor, the sound a cruel twist of fate. "I know what you mean, Alex. It's like the whole world fades away when we're together."
A pang of disbelief shot through me as their words sunk in. How could they revel in their deceit, their laughter a mockery of the love we had shared? I struggled to comprehend how they could be so callous, so indifferent to the pain they were causing.
Silent screams echoed in my mind, each one a dagger to my already wounded heart. How could I have been so blind? How could I have trusted them with my deepest secrets, only to have them trampled underfoot?
But amidst the hurt and confusion, a fierce determination took hold. I may have been blindsided by their betrayal, but I refused to be a victim of their selfishness. With trembling hands, I pressed play on my tape recorder, knowing that whatever truth lay hidden within its depths would set me free from the lies that had bound me.
On the day of my wedding, the hall echoed with the soft rustle of silk and the hushed whispers of anticipation. All eyes were on me as I stood before the altar, my heart heavy with the truth I carried. With trembling hands, I reached for the hidden tape recorder nestled beneath the layers of my gown, feeling its weight like a burden I could no longer bear alone.
With a deep breath, I pressed play, the sound of their betrayal filling the room like a thunderous clap of thunder. My heart pounded in my chest as I listened to Amanda's gasp of shock and Alexander's feeble protests, each word cutting deeper than the last.
"You promised me, Alexander!" My voice trembled with emotion as I confronted the man I had once loved with all my heart. "You promised to love and cherish me, to be faithful until death do us part. And yet here we are, on the eve of our wedding, and you're wrapped in the arms of my own sister!"
"How could you do this to me, Alexander? After everything we've been through?"
"Seraphina, I know you must be hurting right now, but please try to understand..."
"Understand what, Alexander? That you betrayed me with my own sister?"
"Seraphina, it wasn't like that. You have to believe me."
"Oh, shut up, Amanda! Are you not ashamed? Watching that clip, how do you feel? Believe you? How can I believe anything you say when you've shattered my trust into a million pieces?"
"Seraphina, please, let's not do this here. We can talk about this later, in private. Please don't cause a scene, I beg."
"Ha-ha!" I let out a sad chuckle. "Is this happening for real, Alexander. This needs to be addressed now. Our families, our friends, they all deserve to know the truth."
"Seraphina, please, don't do this. Think about the consequences."
"Con- Conseq..." I was sick to my stomach. "You want to talk about consequences after what you've done? You've torn apart our family, Amanda. How could you live with yourself?"
"Seraphina, I never meant to hurt you. Please, give me a chance to make things right."
"Make things right? How? By erasing what happened from existence? By sweeping this under the carpet? Some wounds can't be healed, Alex."
"Seraphina, I know you're angry. Your anger is justified, but please, try to see things from our perspective."
"Your perspective? How can I possibly see things from your perspective when you've betrayed me in the worst possible way?"
"Seraphina, I love you. You have to know that."
"Love me? If you loved me, you would have never allowed this to happen in the first place."
"Seraphina, please, don't leave. We can work through this together."
"Work through this? How? By pretending like none of this ever happened? I can't do that, Amanda. I won't. Amanda... Please do me a favor. Go in your room and hide!"
"Seraphina, please, don't say that. We can find a way to move past this, I promise."
"Move past this? Some things can't be undone, Alexander. No matter how much you want them to be."
As the argument intensified, the guests exchanged worried glances, uncertain of how to react to the escalating drama.
"This is a show of shame. I think we should leave."
"Agreed. Let's get out of here before things get even uglier."
"Ladies and gentlemen," my voice cracked with emotion as I spoke, the weight of betrayal heavy on my heart. "I present to you the truth, the evidence of the betrayal that has shattered my dreams and torn apart my family. And now, I leave it to you to decide what happens next."
As the uproar of the video disclosure settles, I brace myself for the aftermath, expecting fury and criticism. But, to my surprise, the room begins to vibrate with a strange energy.
"Seraphina, darling," my mother says, her voice shaking from emotion. "We understand this is difficult, but we cannot afford to cancel the wedding."
My eyes widen with disbelief, and my heart sinks as I realize the enormity of their position. My parents want this marriage to happen, no matter what the cost. My heart falls as I realize the depth of their despair. They're willing to compromise my happiness and dignity for their own financial stability. The discovery leaves me with a painful sense of betrayal and abandonment that cuts deeper than any knife.
"But how can you ask me to marry him after everything he's done? I mean.. You just watched in 4K.." I protest, my voice shaking with fury and anguish.
My father's expression is anguished as he reaches out to gently touch my trembling hands. "Listen, we're going to pretend that didn't happen. We have no choice, my dear," he says, his voice strained with emotion. "The future of our family hangs in the balance."
My mother's eyes brim with no emotion, her voice choked with assertiveness. "I know it's not ideal, my dear," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. "But sometimes we have to make sacrifices for the greater good. Please, Seraphina, for the sake of our family, for the sake of everything we hold dear, we must go through with this wedding."
Tears well up in my eyes as I gaze into my parents' faces, seeing the desperation and fear reflected back at me. I know they're clinging to this marriage as their last hope for financial security.
My mind reels at the thought, my heart torn between duty to my family and the betrayal I feel at the hands of my fiancé and sister. But before I can respond, my mother continues, her voice trembling with desperation.
"There is another option," she says, her words hanging heavy in the air. "If you cannot bring yourself to marry Alexander, then perhaps... Perhaps Amanda could take your place. That sounds like a good idea..right?"
My breath freezes in my throat at the proposal, and my mind races with astonishment. The prospect of my own sister, who did something as horrible as that, stepping into my shoes and marrying the guy who betrayed me is almost unbearable.
"... I can't believe what I'm hearing... You don't even care about how I feel... Uhn!!?? Please, Excuse me!" I can't bear to entertain my parents' offer any longer, fueled by rage and betrayal. I stormed out of the room without saying anything.
"Phina, Seraphina..." I hear my parents' desperate and imploring calls, but I can't take hearing their pleas and attempts to excuse their conduct at my expense.
She's a slave in her pack, rejected by her mate. After a one-night stand with the dangerously seductive Alpha, the most feared wolf in the territory, her life is changed forever. When he arrives at her pack house and reveals she's pregnant with his child, a child who holds the destiny of all wolves in her hands, she knows they must escape or die trying. But a hidden enemy is watching from the shadows. Can their love survive, or will the deadliest threat wolves have ever known tear them apart?
"In the corner of a secret nightclub, my eyes met a stranger's. He exuded a commanding and powerful aura. Our gazes locked and an electric spark leaped between us, drawing us together like a magnetic force. The dance of seduction began, a silent exchange of desire and intrigue. The music's sultry tempo mirrored the rising tension between us. Viktor's fingers brushed against mine, igniting a trail of sensations that sent shivers down my spine. We moved closer to each other, our bodies swaying in perfect harmony with the music. As the night wore on, the attraction became too potent to resist. In the shadows of that secret nightclub, amidst the intoxicating blend of music and desire, our lips finally met in a searing kiss. We moved to a secluded place. He raised my short little dress and slid my panties to the side, put this thing in me and was pumping in and out." *** "You shouldn't wear underwear." He says as he rips off my panties. "F**k, you're so tight." He groans while pumping harder. "Tell me you aren't a fucking virgin." "I'm not a fucking virgin." I grit, arching my back. "Please. Make me come." "Put your hands above your head." He ordered. Oh my God. I did as he had instructed, and Viktor did quick work of grabbing his abandoned tie and tying my wrists to it. "Make me come," I whisper. *** A thrilling and erotic tale of passion, power, and forbidden desire, where alliances shift, loyalties are questioned, and the ultimate showdown between two worlds awaits. Tensions escalate between Viktor's empire and the rival gang, "The Black Serpents". Can love truly conquer all in a world where shadows conceal both danger and desire?
In the dazzling metropolis of New York City, billionaire businessman Alex Hamilton lives a life of opulence and success. When fate leads him to the struggling artist Mia Summers, their worlds collide in a passionate and steamy affair that defies all expectations. Drawn to Mia's raw talent and beauty, Alex offers her the opportunity of a lifetime to showcase her artwork in his prestigious gallery. As they venture into a world of luxury and extravagance, the magnetic pull between them becomes undeniable. But beneath the glittering surface lies a shocking secret from Alex's past that threatens to unravel the love they've found. Mia must confront her doubts and fears, torn between trusting him with her heart and protecting herself from potential heartbreak. Amidst the disapproval of their families and the relentless gossip of the media, Alex and Mia's love is put to the ultimate test. Can they overcome the barriers that society places in their path? Will they find the courage to trust each other completely and embrace the true power of their connection?
After two years of marriage, Kristian dropped a bombshell. "She's back. Let's get divorced. Name your price." Freya didn't argue. She just smiled and made her demands. "I want your most expensive supercar." "Okay." "The villa on the outskirts." "Sure." "And half of the billions we made together." Kristian froze. "Come again?" He thought she was ordinary—but Freya was the genius behind their fortune. And now that she'd gone, he'd do anything to win her back.
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
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.
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.