Signed to the Billionaire's Bed
One drunken mistake, one signed contract.
And now, Noelle has to spend one year in the billionaire’s bed.
Noelle's world comes crumbling when she walks into her boyfriend of three years fucking her best friend. Betrayed by her ex and suffocated by her parents’ demands, she takes her mother's advice , a blind date with a match she found on a dating app. Noelle walked into a bar looking for revenge, what she found instead was Damian Blackwood: sin in a tailored suit, the man every tabloid loved to hate.
A night of whiskey and bad decisions ended with neon lights, a priest’s collar, and a marriage certificate she doesn’t remember signing. Now, she’s Mrs. Blackwood,and the billionaire isn’t letting her walk away.
Damian offers her everything she thought she wanted: freedom from her family, payback against her ex, and more money than she’s ever dreamed of. But in exchange, he wants a polished wife on his arm,and a submissive partner in his bed.
Noelle thought she was making a deal. Instead, she signed herself into his world of power, pleasure, and rules she never knew existed.
And the fine print?
It might ruin her, or awaken a desire she can’t escape.
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Chapter: 033 Noelle Time seemed to slow to a halt as I took in what he'd just said. It was a direct order, one I was supposed to hate and probably fight against, but somehow, I found my pussy throbbing just at the thought of what was coming next. My lower belly churned in want, and it took everything in me to hold back the moan threatening to break free from my lips. In the blink of an eye, I moved to the couch, my movements jerky and fueled by a cocktail of shame and a hunger so sharp it felt like a physical ache.Shamelessly, I did exactly what he told me to do. I climbed onto the plush leather, my knees sinking in, and lowered my chest until I was pressed against the cool surface, my ass arched high in the air.I felt exposed, raw, and it shivers racing down my spine. The leather creaked against my nipples, and all that did was turn me the fuck on. Slight trembles rocked my body, and before long, I was slowly rocking my chest area back and forth, desperate for the friction and pleasu
Last Updated: 2026-01-11
Chapter: 032 Noelle I didn’t have time to process the humiliation of being at his feet before his hand shot out, his fingers wrapping firmly around my throat. He didn't squeeze hard enough to cut off my air, but just enough to remind me who owned the room. He leaned down, his face inches from mine, his scent, a mix of expensive bourbon and pure, predatory male, filling my lungs.“You’ve been a very bad girl today, Noelle,” he whispered, his thumb tracing the line of my jaw. “But you’re a very pretty one when you’re desperate.”I wanted to hate him for talking to me like that, but I couldn't. Not when every part of my body reacted to him in more ways than one. Damian didn't wait for a retort, nor a response. He leaned in instead, his mouth crashing against mine. It wasn't a kiss of reconciliation; it was a battle. My tongue fought his for dominance, a frantic, wet struggle that tasted of salt and bottled up rage. His grip on my neck tightened slightly as he angled my head, devouring me until
Last Updated: 2025-12-17
Chapter: 031031 Noelle I didn’t just kiss him; I attacked. My fingers, still clenched around his collar, were the only things tethering me to him as I pulled him down, forcing our mouths together with a desperate, and almost violent need. If Damian was mad about my choice, he didn't even show it. Not one bit. Instead, his mouth moved over mine, and when he took my bottom lip in between his teeth and nipped it, a shiver raced down my spine. Damian wasted no time in soothing the scorch by running his tongue over it, before swallowing my lips again. A low, guttural growl ripped from Damian’s throat, and I felt it vibrate through his chest. His hands, which had been fisted at his sides, now moved with brutal speed. One wrapped around my waist, his fingers digging into my flesh, and pulling me flush against his hard body. “Damian.” I gasped in between kisses as I felt something poke me. It was his cock, hard as a rock and the undeniable, rigid proof of his arousal pressing against my sto
Last Updated: 2025-12-16
Chapter: 030 Noelle I walked until my feet hurt and my thoughts got louder. One would at least that my mind would have cleared up a bit, even if it was a tiny bit, but I was wrong. Very very wrong. The city lights blurred past me as I moved without direction, my phone buzzing in my hand every few minutes like it was alive, like it knew I was unraveling. My chest still burned from Evan’s words, from the way he’d looked at me like I was something he could own if he wanted badly enough.My phone vibrated again.Mom: What did you do?Mom: The board is calling. This situation is getting out of hand.Mom: You need to start thinking responsibly.I stared at the screen, my vision swimming, then locked it and shoved the phone into my bag without replying.I couldn’t go back to the office. I couldn’t go to my mother’s house. There was nowhere left that didn’t feel like judgment waiting with open arms.Which left only one place.The realization sat heavy in my chest as I hailed a ride and gave the
Last Updated: 2025-12-15
Chapter: 029 Noelle The restaurant was too quiet for my thoughts.Soft music played somewhere above me, something slow and jazzy meant to calm people down, but all it did was make the silence between notes feel heavier. I sat at the small table near the window, my hands folded around an untouched glass of water, my reflection staring back at me from the polished surface.Too lazy to handle your own life.I swallowed.I’d tried not to think about it. I really had. I told myself I was here to clear my head, to breathe, to feel like a normal person for once instead of a problem everyone needed to fix, or discard.But Damian’s voice kept threading itself through my skull, cold and precise. No matter how hard I troed to get rid of it, it only came back ten times harder. This is why people walk all over you.My chest tightened. I stared out the window, watching people pass by with purpose, with places to go, with lives that weren’t unraveling one insult at a time.I hadn’t even realized how lon
Last Updated: 2025-12-14
Chapter: 028 Damian I didn’t stop walking until I was outside.The door to her office had barely finished reverberating from the slam before my body was already moving, muscle memory carrying me away like I hadn’t just detonated something behind me.The hallway felt too bright, too quiet and I hated it. Every single second of it. It didn't help that the employees around me were either whispering or oogling, but I didn't care about any of those. If I had my way, then best believe I would have at least snapped someone's neck, before forcing the others to scamper away. It wasn't news that I pulled both genders by being incredibly handsome and dangerously handsome, but for the life of me, I couldn't care about any of those things right now. My jaw ached from how tightly I’d been clenching it, and my hands curled into fists at my sides as I stalked toward the elevator. When the doors slid shut, sealing me inside, the silence finally hit.Hard.I leaned back against the mirrored wall, dragging
Last Updated: 2025-12-13
The Biker King's Bride
A dangerous deal. A ruthless husband. And a marriage that was never meant to be real… until he made it very, very real. Vivienne Carter is on the run—from her past, from her mistakes, and from the monster who once called himself her husband. With nowhere left to hide, she turns to the most dangerous man in the city and offers him a deal he can’t refuse. Marry me. Protect me. Own me. Ronan Calloway doesn’t do favors. As the brutal president of the Iron Vultures, his world is built on blood, power, and control. But when Vivienne walks into his life, desperate and reckless, he decides to keep her. His name was on her lips. His ring on her finger. His rules. His bride. The deal was supposed to be simple—no feelings, no complications. But Ronan doesn’t play fair. And when his new wife starts defying him, pushing him, begging for trouble, he decides to teach her what it really means to belong to him. Hard. Deep. Without mercy. Now, Vivienne isn’t just his wife. She’s his obsession. And when he finds out she’s carrying his baby, there’s no turning back. She can fight. She can run. But she’ll never be free. Because Ronan doesn’t share. And he’ll kill anyone who tries to take what’s his.
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Chapter: Chapter 139Vivienne's POV It had been almost three hours since I sent Jace a message asking him where we were going to meet. Three hours, and he still hadn't replied.I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at my phone like I could somehow force it to light up through sheer frustration, but it remained stubbornly silent.Where do we meet? Those had been the words I'd sent, and apparently, Jace had decided that was enough.He had given me no address, no time and no explanation.Nothing."Maybe he changed his mind." I exhaled sharply and tossed the phone onto the bedThe thought should have relieved me, but it didn't. If anything, it made my stomach twist harder, because I had spent the last three hours going over his messages again and again.You deserve to know what happened that night.But if Ronan comes with you, I won't tell you everything.There was something he knew. Something about the accident, something about the night I'd believed had ended with his death, and now that I had agreed
Last Updated: 2026-10-09
Chapter: Chapter 138Vivienne's POV I stared at the message until the words began to blur.You deserve to know what happened that night.But if Ronan comes with you, I won't tell you everything. My heart hammered against my ribs as my thumb hovered over the screen“I should wake him.” The thought came immediately.I should turn around, shake his shoulder, and show him exactly what Jace had sent. That was what I was supposed to do because Ronan had told me we would face this together.He had promised me he wouldn't let my past swallow me whole, and yet here I was, lying beside him while keeping something from him.I slowly turned my head and Ronan was still asleep.His face was relaxed, and the tension that had been carved into his features all day finally gone.One arm was still wrapped around my waist, he looked peaceful and for some reason, that made it harder.I looked back at my phone and the message stared back at me.You deserve to know what happened that night.What did that mean? Was he tal
Last Updated: 2026-10-01
Chapter: Chapter 137Vivienne's POV Ronan's eyes moved slowly over the screen and I watched the muscles in his jaw tighten.He didn't say anything for several seconds and neither did Maverick. It was probably insane to think, but the silence was almost worse than the message itself.We need to talk.Alone.Ronan's thumb hovered over the screen before he lowered the phone."No."“Ronan, what?” I blinked. "You don't even know what I was going to say.""I know exactly what you're going to say." His voice was calm, too calm."You think I'm going to meet him." I folded my arms."I know you're going to think about meeting him."I opened my mouth, then closed it. Damn him.He knew me too well."I need answers." I let out instead. "You can get answers without standing in front of him alone." There was a hint of annoyance in his tone, but it wasn't directed at me. "I need to know why he's alive." My chest suddenly felt tight, and I looked away. "I know.""How he survived." I hated how my voice broke, but I
Last Updated: 2026-09-20
Chapter: Chapter 136Vivienne's POV I didn't like the look on Ronan's face and not because it was angry.Anger, I understood.I'd seen Ronan furious. I'd seen the cold, terrifying stillness that settled over him when someone threatened the people he cared about.This was different.He looked like a man who had just realized the ground beneath him wasn't as solid as he'd thought.Maverick stood across from him, his arms folded over his chest, his expression equally grim and considering the fact that they were slightly chatty yesterday, this was an unwelcome surprise. "What aren't you telling me?" I looked between them.A small part of me had thought that since it was a new day since we found out Jace was digging into my past, things would be slightly better, but I was wrong. "Nothing." Ronan's eyes came to mine. I stared at him and after a couple of seconds, he sighed. "Okay. Something, but not because I want to keep you in the dark.""That's exactly what you're doing." I shot back. "I know." He sig
Last Updated: 2026-09-14
Chapter: Chapter 135Ronan's POV I didn't let Vivienne out of my sight. Not after what had happened and not after seeing the way her entire world had shattered because of one photograph.Jace was dead.Or at least, he was supposed to be.Vivienne had spent years believing that. She had buried him, mourned him, and somehow forced herself to keep living after losing the man she had once loved.Now, he was standing beside Grant.Alive, and the more I thought about it, the less I believed it was a coincidence.There were too many pieces that didn't fit, too many questions, and I hated unanswered questions.Especially when they involved my wife.Vivienne sat on the edge of the couch in my office, staring down at a cup of untouched coffee.She hadn't said much since we left our room.Every few minutes, her fingers tightened around the mug, then relaxed again and honestly, I understood.She was trying to process something that shouldn't have been possible and I was trying to do the same.I wasn't sure how l
Last Updated: 2026-09-12
Chapter: Chapter 134Vivienne's POV I couldn't breathe. No matter how hard I tried to force air in and out my lungs, it just didn't work out. Like that wasn't enough, I didn't even remember what had happened prior to this moment. One minute I was staring at a photograph I was sure had crawled out of hell, and the next, my feet were moving on their own accord I made it halfway down the hallway before the walls seemed to close in around me.“Jace.” The name kept repeating inside my head. “Jace.”It didn't make sense. It couldn't make sense.I pushed open the door to Ronan's room and stumbled inside, barely registering the familiar leather-and-wood scent that usually made something inside me settle.Not tonight.I shut the door behind me and leaned against it. My heart was pounding so hard it hurt and my head was whirling with a million and one thoughts all at once. Jace was dead. I knew that and I had known it for years.I'd cried over his grave, I'd stood there while they lowered the casket into the
Last Updated: 2026-09-10
Die Braut des Bikerkönigs
Ein gefährlicher Pakt. Ein skrupelloser Ehemann. Und eine Ehe, die nie echt sein sollte … bis er sie auf bittere Weise real werden ließ. Vivienne Carter ist auf der Flucht – vor ihrer Vergangenheit, vor ihren Fehlern und vor dem Monster, das sich einst ihren Ehemann nannte. Ohne Zuflucht wendet sie sich an den gefährlichsten Mann der Stadt und bietet ihm einen Deal an, den er nicht ablehnen kann: Heirate mich. Beschütze mich. Besitze mich. Ronan Calloway ist nicht für Gefälligkeiten bekannt. Als brutaler Präsident der Iron Vultures basiert seine Welt auf Blut, Macht und Kontrolle. Doch als Vivienne verzweifelt und ungestüm in sein Leben tritt, beschließt er, sie zu behalten. Sein Name lag auf ihren Lippen. Sein Ring an ihrem Finger. Seine Regeln. Seine Braut. Der Deal sollte einfach sein – keine Gefühle, keine Komplikationen. Doch Ronan spielt nicht fair. Und als seine neue Frau beginnt, sich ihm zu widersetzen, ihn zu provozieren und nach Ärger zu betteln, beschließt er, ihr zu zeigen, was es wirklich bedeutet, ihm zu gehören. Hart. Tief. Gnadenlos. Vivienne ist jetzt nicht mehr nur seine Frau. Sie ist seine Obsession. Und als er erfährt, dass sie von ihm schwanger ist, gibt es kein Zurück mehr. Sie kann sich wehren. Sie kann fliehen. Aber sie wird niemals frei sein. Denn Ronan teilt nicht. Und er wird jeden töten, der versucht, ihm das zu nehmen, was ihm gehört.
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Chapter: Kapitel 6Viviennes SichtIch stieg aus dem Auto und erstarrte. Das hatte ich überhaupt nicht erwartet. Vor mir stand eine riesige Villa, die jeden Winkel des Raumes verdunkelte. Tatsächlich waren die blendenden Lampen, die die Ecken des Anwesens erhellten, die einzige Lichtquelle, die mir vergönnt war.Das Anwesen war gewaltig, mit dunklen, efeubewachsenen Steinmauern. Hinter uns ragten eiserne Tore empor, und mir entgingen die Überwachungskameras an jedem Eingang nicht. Überall um uns herum standen Männer Wache, ihre Blicke durchdringend.Ich war nicht geübt im Umgang mit Schusswaffen oder anderen Waffen, aber ich wusste, dass diese Leute jemanden selbst aus der Entfernung eines Autos ausschalten konnten. Ihre Gesichter sprachen Bände.Kalt und rücksichtslos.Ich hatte ein Clubhaus erwartet. Eine raue, heruntergekommene Biker-Höhle. Aber ich hätte mich nicht mehr irren können.Dies war nicht einfach nur das Zuhause eines Bikers. Dies war das Zuhause eines Königs. Ein skrupelloser Biker-König,
Last Updated: 2026-08-14
Chapter: Kapitel 5Viviennes SichtIch öffnete langsam die Augen, und was ich dann sah, war ganz anders als erwartet. Ich war in einer warmen, festen Wärme aufgewacht.Mir war etwas schwindelig, aber irgendwie wirkte das, worauf ich lag, wie ein Kissen, von dem ich gar nicht wusste, dass ich es brauchte. Aus dem Augenwinkel erkannte ich etwas, das sich wie eine Lederjacke anfühlte. Ich hatte sie immer für unbequem gehalten, aber jetzt könnte ich mich einfach darauflegen und würde gar nicht mehr aufwachen wollen.Einen Moment lang ließ ich mich darin versinken, das leise Brummen des Motors wiegte mich sanft in den Schlaf. Ich kuschelte mich in meinen festen, aber weichen Untergrund, bis mir etwas auffiel.Es bewegte sich nicht nur, sondern hob und senkte sich auch mit jedem Atemzug.Moment mal.Mein Herz hämmerte mir in die Brust, als mein Verstand es begriff.Ich war nicht in einem Bett. Ich war gar nicht mehr im Motel von letzter Nacht.Ich saß in einem Auto und lag auf Ronan.Scheiße.Seine Schulter l
Last Updated: 2026-08-14
Chapter: Kapitel 4Viviennes SichtIch holte tief Luft, als ich am Eingang der Kirche stand. Ich war nicht besonders religiös, aber selbst ich spürte, dass hier etwas nicht stimmte.Das ganze Gebäude wirkte heruntergekommen, als hätte es schon bessere Zeiten gesehen. Die Buntglasfenster fingen das Licht nicht ein, sondern schienen es komplett abzuschirmen. Überall lagen Müll und wuchernde Büsche herum, und für einen kurzen Moment wurde ich an meine Schlangenphobie erinnert.Was, wenn sich eine im Gebüsch versteckte oder herumlauerte und nur darauf wartete, zuzuschlagen …„Keine Zeit!“, rief jemand hinter mir, bevor er an mir vorbeihuschte und in die Kirche verschwand. „Steig ein.“Ich konnte sein Gesicht nicht einmal erahnen, aber er war einer von Ronans Männern. Einer der vielen, die mich nicht mochten.Ich seufzte. Nachdem ich bis zehn gezählt hatte, atmete ich tief ein und aus, bevor ich meine Beine zwang, mich in Richtung Kirche zu bewegen.Drinnen war es ganz anders, als ich erwartet hatte. Ich hat
Last Updated: 2026-07-31
Chapter: Kapitel 3Ronans SichtIch wusste nicht viel über die Frau vor mir, aber eines war sicher: Sie war nicht erfreut über meine Reaktion.Ich hielt ihrem Blick stand, und während die Zeit langsam verstrich, unterdrückte ich den Drang zu lachen.Ihre großen blauen Augen wirkten wie die eines Rehs im Scheinwerferlicht, und ihre rosigen Wangen ließen sie wie eine verlegene Teenagerin aussehen.Wider besseres Wissen wanderte mein Blick ihren Hals hinab, bis er an ihrem Dekolleté hängen blieb. Es ließ nicht viel der Fantasie übrig, und ihre prallen Brüste zeichneten sich deutlich unter dem dünnen Baumwollstoff ab, den sie trug. Ich grübelte, ob sie gestresst war oder etwas anderes.„Habt ihr das gehört, Jungs?“, keuchte Damien, einer der Männer. „Der Boss heiratet! Wir müssen eine Hochzeit planen!“Alle lachten wieder mit, alle außer der Frau vor mir.„Wir brauchen einen Blumenjungen.“ Ich grinste breit. „Was meinst du, Justin? Würdest du mir die Ehre erweisen? Ich glaube …“„Du findest das vielleicht w
Last Updated: 2026-07-31
Chapter: Kapitel 2Viviennes SichtDie Zeit schien stillzustehen, alle waren wie angewurzelt. Ich hätte wirklich gedacht, die Welt sei eingefroren, bis die nächsten Ereignisse eintraten.Der Anführer der Bande nickte hinter mir, und anscheinend reichte das den anderen, um zu handeln. Einer nach dem anderen folgten sie ihrem Anführer, offensichtlich auf dem Weg, denjenigen zu bekämpfen, der es gewagt hatte, sie zu stören.„Was?“, fragte die Stimme des Fremden erneut. „Will er nicht auch gegen mich kämpfen? Ich hätte ihn nicht für einen Feigling gehalten.“Der Anführer stieß ein leises Knurren aus, und ich nutzte die Gelegenheit zur Flucht. Ich trat ihm in den Schritt, und er taumelte zurück, was mir genug Zeit gab, mich aus seinem Griff zu befreien.Eine Welle der Erleichterung durchströmte mich, aber sie hielt nicht lange an.„Komm zurück!“, knurrte er, seine Hand krallte sich in meine Schulter und hielt mich fest. Ich schrie vor Schmerz auf und merkte, dass ich nicht die Einzige war, die es schwer hatt
Last Updated: 2026-07-31
Chapter: Kapitel 1Viviennes SichtStöhnen drang in meine Ohren, und egal wie sehr ich es versuchte, ich wurde es einfach nicht los. Ich presste die Augen zusammen, aber das verstärkte nur den Albtraum, der mich bereits quälte.„Tut das weh, Baby?“, hallte Grants Stimme in meinen Ohren. Mit jedem Stoß in sie hinein fühlte ich, wie meine Welt um mich herum zusammenbrach. „Sag mir, dass es dir gefällt. Sag mir, dass dir mein Schwanz gefällt.“„Ja.“ Sie stöhnte, ihre sinnliche Stimme hallte von der verspiegelten Decke unseres Zimmers wider. Ein dünner Schweißstreifen bedeckte ihre Stirn, und wenn ihre verdrehten Augen etwas bedeuteten, dann, dass sie es genoss. Ein bisschen zu sehr, wenn du mich fragst. „Ja, Baby. Fick mich härter. Dein Schwanz fühlt sich so gut an.“„Du bist definitiv enger als meine Frau, Vee.“ Grants Worte trafen mich wie ein Schlag. „Verdammt, ich würde dich jederzeit ihr vorziehen.“Ich wusste nicht, was mehr schmerzte: die Tatsache, dass meine Anwesenheit meinen Mann nicht vom Fremdg
Last Updated: 2026-07-31
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