Claimed Raw by my Husband's Ruthless Best friend
Warning: This book contains steamy, raw, and mature content.
“Please, let me taste you,” Ava begged, broken and desperate—after he tortured her by forcing her to watch as he fucked that blonde.
“Now, spread those thighs, sweetheart. Show me how wet that pussy already is.”
Ava Sinclair Vance was once a stripper. Now she’s the wife of billionaire Leon Vance, bound by vows of forever—until his endless “business trips” left her aching and burning with unmet desire.
One reckless night, she returned to Club Orion for a single pole dance. Just to feel alive again.
A stranger in the shadows had other plans.
What began as one lap dance exploded into a night of ruthless, filthy sex that left her utterly ruined for anyone else. She woke up wrecked, convinced it was a nameless one-night mistake she could bury and forget.
Until the next morning’s business lunch with Leon’s best friend.
She discovered she couldn’t escape him—not when the stranger and Leon’s best friend were the same man. And certainly not when he was the one demanding more nights… to cover up her “one little mistake.”
How long can Ava stay trapped between two ruthless billionaires before one claims her completely?
And what if those nights were never about silence… but about breaking her so thoroughly she begs to stay?
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Chapter: 184 — The Harshest TruthAva's POVOne week had passed. Every single day felt heavy and slow. I had been struggling to enter the President’s mansion without a visitation pass. My legs ached from standing outside the tall gates for hours. Guards shook their heads every time. My voice grew hoarse from begging. “Please, just let me in for five minutes,” I had said again and again. My mind had not been at rest since that night at the dock. The cold wind from the sea still felt like it blew on my skin. The sound of Victor’s screams still rang in my ears. I was not going to leave no matter what.Just as I stood there again with tears drying on my cheeks, another man in a sharp suit came forward. He spoke quietly to the guards. They stepped aside. “Come with me,” he said. His voice sounded flat. I followed him inside. The cool air from the big halls touched my hot face. They put me on hold in a side room. I sat down on the chair. My body felt so weak and tired I thought I might faint. My head spun real fast. My sto
Last Updated: 2026-06-16
Chapter: 183 — The DockAva's POVJust when the time felt right, I drove to the dock area. The clock on my phone glowed almost midnight. I arrived a bit earlier than planned. My hands gripped the steering wheel so tight. The night air rushed through the open window. It carried the sharp smell of salt water, fish, and old oil. My black dress stuck to my back from nervous sweat. My heart beating loud and heavy in my chest as I parked the car behind some rusty old crates. The engine ticked quietly as it cooled.There was no sign of anybody at first. Only a very few people moved near the boat area. They looked like late-night workers. One man stood by the small boat I had arranged. His cigarette glowed red in the dark. My mind stayed clouded with thoughts. I could not think straight. Tall high cube containers filled the cargo area like giant metal walls. They cast long, dark shadows under the dim yellow lights. I could not walk around freely. I stuck to the direction I knew. My heels clicked softly on the wet co
Last Updated: 2026-06-15
Chapter: 182 — The President's MansionAva's POV"Time to bring my A game," I smirked low under my breath. A thrill ran through my body. Things were going just as planned. My heart beat fast but steady. I moved slowly toward the black cars. I put on my pity card, dropping my shoulders low. My eyes looked wide and scared. I kept my hands close to my chest like a frightened woman. The cool morning air brushed my arms and made my skin tingle.One agent opened the back door. The leather seat felt real cold when I slid inside. The door shut with a heavy thud. The smell of new car and strong cologne filled the small space. The engine roared to life. We drove off fast. The tires hummed against the road. I stared out the window. Tall trees and buildings passed in a blur. My hands stayed folded tight in my lap. The drive felt long. My mind raced with every turn.Finally, we reached a huge main gate. Tall iron bars rose high with sharp points at the top. Beautiful green gardens stretched on both sides. Flowers bloomed in bright col
Last Updated: 2026-06-14
Chapter: 181 — The EscapeVictor's POVToday was the day.Special visiting day. No handcuffs. The visiting room smelled of cheap coffee, and body heat. Families filled the chairs. Kids cried. Wives whispered. Guards leaned against the walls, bored and tired. The air felt thick and warm, heavy with too many bodies in one place.I sat at a small metal table with my fake visitor. A man I paid a lot of money. He talked quietly about nothing. I nodded and smiled like a normal inmate missing his family. My heart pounded hard against my ribs. Every beat felt loud in my ears. Sweat trickled down my back under the rough gray prison shirt. The fabric stuck to my skin.The clock on the wall ticked loudly. Each second felt like a knife. I kept my face calm. My hands stayed loose on the table. One wrong move and everything would end.A guard near the door coughed twice. That was the signal.I stood up slowly. My legs felt weak but I forced them steady. I hugged the fake visitor tight. His cheap cologne filled my nose. “Tak
Last Updated: 2026-06-12
Chapter: 180 — The Final VisitAva's POVSome hours had passed by before my next visit was set. The afternoon sun had moved lower in the sky, painting everywhere gold. My heart was beating steady but heavy as I waited for Leon. I would have asked him about Julian's location, if he knew anything that happened that night but Bella had already told me who to focus on. Leon stayed with me most of the night at the gala. Still, this visit felt necessary.Not long after, the metal door opened with a loud clang. Two officers brought Leon in. His hands stayed locked in front of him with the metal cuffs. The rich, dominant man I once knew looked completely different now. His expensive suit from the gala had been replaced by rough gray prison clothes. The fabric hung loose on his once strong body. His face looked pale and tired, as dark circles sat under his eyes. His shoulders slumped a little, but his eyes still carried that proud fire.He sat down slowly across from me. A moment of silence hung between us. It felt thick an
Last Updated: 2026-06-11
Chapter: 179 — The Escape PlanAva's POVIt took a full day to make all the necessary preparations for Victor's escape. I moved from one contact to another, acting fast, burning myself up. I made quiet calls. I signed papers in hidden offices.I stood in my room, dressed up to fit the concept. I chose a sleek black dress with sharp shoulders. The fabric hugged my body tight like armor. It had long sleeves and a high collar that made me look powerful. The dress screamed vengeance. It said I was strong and ready to strike back at anyone who hurt me. I slipped on black heels that clicked loud with every step. I looked the part that I needed to. I looked in control.I stared at myself in the big mirror. The glass felt cool under my fingers as I touched the edge. My eyes looked sharp. My lips pressed into a thin line. My hair fell straight and dark around my shoulders. "This is for Julian. You will get what you need," I whispered to my reflection,not wanting to rethink this at all. I turned side to side. The dress mov
Last Updated: 2026-06-10
His Ruthless Obsession
Isabella Vale built herself into a weapon.
Beautiful. Ruthless. Untouchable.
After the cruelest betrayal in her youth shattered her world and her father's empire toppled, she weaponized the one thing powerful men could never resist — herself. One false identity. One corrupt Italian conglomerate. Just one carefully orchestrated seduction that brought the mighty Valenti family to its knees.
Now she's back in New York, richer, colder, and sharper than ever. The next target is Damien Thorne — billionaire, casino king, and the most dangerous man in the city. One night in his penthouse was supposed to be the beginning of his downfall.
Instead, he looked her dead in the eyes and called her by her real name.
He had known all along.
Now Isabella is caught between a man who plays darker games than she does, a past she buried in Milan that refuses to stay dead, and a five-year-old daughter who keeps asking about a father Isabella has fought hard to forget.
She conquered one empire through seduction and lies.
But Damien Thorne isn't the Valentis — and this time, Isabella isn't sure who is hunting whom.
When the hunter becomes the hunted, which one survives?
BEWARE AS THE STORY MIGHT END WITH A CLIFFHANGER THAT SETS YOU ON FIRE.
**This is Book 1 of the "Lustful Deception Series"**
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Chapter: 015 — Perfect SecretaryCara's POVHot water poured over my head in heavy streams, drumming against my scalp and running down my neck and back. Steam filled the bathroom, thick and warm, making every breath feel heavy and damp. I stood still under the strong spray, my eyes closed, letting the heat sink deep into my sore muscles. Last night kept replaying in my head. The way Adrian’s thick cock stretched me open. The wet slap of his hips against my ass. His desperate groans when he came hard inside me, flooding my pussy with hot, sticky cum. The memory made my nipples tighten into hard peaks and sent a fresh throb between my legs.A slow, satisfied smirk curved my lips. I washed my hair, fingers sliding through the wet strands, massaging my scalp until it tingled. Water dripped from my chin onto my breasts, tracing cool paths down my stomach. I opened my eyes and stared at my reflection in the foggy glass. I drew a slow line on the glass with one finger, watching it disappear into steam.He never saw my real
Last Updated: 2026-06-16
Chapter: 014 — Ruined HeirCara's POVAdrian dropped me hard onto the bed. My back hit the bed with a heavy bounce. The cool silk sheets felt so smooth and slippery against my hot, sweaty skin. I crawled backward slowly, biting my lower lip. A low chuckle escaped my throat as I watched him. My body already throbbed with raw need.He climbed onto the bed fast. His strong hands grabbed my thighs, pulling me forward. He spread them wide apart. He stood at the edge of the bed, breathing hard and heavy. His thick cock stood straight up, veiny and angry red, still wet and shiny from my mouth. Without any warning, he slammed into me in one brutal thrust.“Ahhh!” I cried out loud. The sudden stretch burned deep inside my pussy. He was so thick and hard, filling me completely in one go. My inner walls squeezed tight around him, trying to adjust to his size. Pain and raw pleasure exploded through my belly. My toes curled hard.Adrian did not wait. He fucked me like an animal. Standing tall at the edge of the bed, he poun
Last Updated: 2026-06-14
Chapter: 013 — Sin on StageCara's POVI stepped into the Valenti Royale Casino and the loud music hit me like a wave. Bright lights flashed everywhere. The air smelled of rich perfume, whiskey, and sweat. I wore the black lace mask. It covered my eyes and the top of my face but left my red lips and jaw open. The thin ribbons tied tight behind my head. The lace felt soft against my skin. Small shiny crystals sparkled when the lights touched them. I looked like pure temptation. No one would recognize me.My heart beat fast as I moved through the crowd. My black outfit hugged my body tight — a tiny black top that barely covered my breasts and a short skirt that showed my long legs. My heels clicked on the floor.Then I saw him.Adrian sat in a big VIP booth on the second floor. He looked totally wasted. Two half-naked girls pressed against him. One blonde. One dark-skinned. His shirt was open. His chest glistened with sweat. Stacks of cash and small packets of white powder sat on the table in front of him. Girls g
Last Updated: 2026-06-11
Chapter: 012 — The MaskCara's POVI stood outside Tony Valenti’s office door for a few seconds, my heart beating hard against my ribs as I aimed at making another move on him. I unbuttoned the top two buttons of my white shirt slowly. Cool air kissed the skin between my boobs. I made sure the opening showed just enough soft flesh. My nipples pressed against the thin fabric. I took a deep breath, pushed the door open, and stepped inside. I shut the door quickly behind me with a soft click.Tony sat behind his big dark desk, with papers and files covered the surface. The room smelled of strong coffee and expensive wood polish. He looked powerful even when tired. His broad shoulders stretched his white shirt. His hair was still neat.I walked slowly toward his desk. My heels clicked on the floor with each step that also made my hips sway. I placed the thick folder of Fontana merger papers right in front of him. I leaned forward, resting both hands on the edge of the desk. My shirt fell open more. The cool air
Last Updated: 2026-06-10
Chapter: 011 — Our Dirty SecretAdrian's POVThe boardroom meeting had already ended twenty minutes ago, but the air still felt heavy and thick with leftover tension from the meeting. I sat alone in the boardroom, at the head of the long black table, staring out through the floor-to-ceiling glass at the glowing Milan skyline. My blood was still boiling from Elena’s sharp words. But even that anger could not push Cara out of my head.I pressed the intercom button hard with my thumb.“Send Cara Rossi to my office. Right now.”I waited, tapping my fingers on the glass table. The sound was sharp in the quiet room. My jaw still ached slightly from my father’s slap last night. Every time I swallowed, I felt the dull throb. But the real pain was lower. My cock had been half-hard for hours, just from remembering her.The door finally clicked open.Cara walked in wearing a tight black suit. The fabric clung to her full boobs, making them look round and heavy. Her skirt hugged her wide hips and thick thighs. Her dark hair was
Last Updated: 2026-06-09
Chapter: 010 — Boardroom HeatAdrian's POVThe boardroom was just tense as fuck.Thirteen powerful people sat around the long black table, but all eyes were on me. Elena sat at the far end like a queen on her throne. Legs crossed elegantly, red nails tapping slowly on the glass surface. At forty-eight, she still looked thirty-five — sharp cheekbones, cold eyes, and a smile that could cut through glass. She wanted my position more than air itself — more like my father's position but chose to take it out on me.I stood at the head of the table, clicking through the Fontana merger slides. My voice stayed cold and sharp, but my mind was somewhere else completely.Every time I paused, I saw her.Cara.On her knees under this table. That innocent mouth stretched around my thick cock while I kept talking business like nothing was happening. Her hazel eyes looking up at me, watering, and begging. The thought made my dick twitch hard inside my trousers.“Adrian,” Elena cut in, her voice sharp like a knife. “Your personal…
Last Updated: 2026-06-08
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