
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession
"I wore my sister’s diamond ring to survive. I never planned to steal her monster of a husband."
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"You disgust me, Serena. Don’t think for a second this ring means I won’t ruin you."
Those were the first words Julian Cross ever spoke to me.
My twin sister, Serena, had it all—the glamour, the billion-dollar inheritance, and Julian, the ruthless, untouchable king of the city’s underworld. I was the hidden twin, a secret our family buried in the shadows to protect their perfect image. While she wore diamonds, I dealt cards in an underground casino just to survive.
Until the night Serena vanishes, leaving behind no trace of her whereabout.
With a fragile corporate empire on the verge of collapse, my family gives me a deadly ultimatum: step into Serena’s designer heels, wear her wedding ring, and fool her terrifying husband. Just until they find her.
I thought the hardest part would be pretending to know a world of wealth I'd never touched. I was wrong. The hardest part is surviving Julian.
He and Serena didn't just have a loveless marriage; they were locked in a venomous war. But when I don't flinch at his cruelty, when my street-smart instincts take over and I fight back instead of cowering, the cold hatred in Julian’s eyes shifts into something more dangerous.
Obsession.
"You used to beg for my attention, Serena. You used to cry when I ignored you." He said.
"You used to bore me to death," he murmured, "Now? I can't figure you out. It's driving me insane."
But in Julian's world, every lie has a price. The closer he gets, the closer he is to realizing I'm a fraud.
And then, the phone rings. It’s Serena. And she wants her husband back.
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Chapter: The White RoomLauren’s POVThe hospital room felt too bright the second I stepped inside. The afternoon light came in soft through the blinds, but it didn’t warm anything. Silas sat propped up in the bed, bandages wrapped tight around his chest. His skin looked washed out under the lights, and his hair had grown a little longer while he was unconscious. The machines kept beeping steadily, making the silence even more deadly.Julian stood close beside me, his hand heavy on my shoulder. I felt the weight of it. The way his fingers pressed in, like he was holding me in place. Or maybe holding himself together too.The doctor flipped through the chart and spoke carefully. “The lack of oxygen during the cardiac arrest caused damage. Mr. Silas has retrograde amnesia. Right now he doesn’t remember the attack, or anything that happened before it.”My stomach dropped. I already knew what was coming, but hearing it out loud made it real.“He also doesn’t remember either of you.”The words landed somewhere de
Last Updated: 2026-06-07
Chapter: Clearing the BoardJulian’s POV The second Lauren leaned into my touch instead of flinching, something inside my chest clicked into place, like a missing puzzle piece that finally fit. She knew everything now. Every lie I’d told from the first night she stepped into my penthouse wearing her sister’s ring. She knew I’d watched my men drag Serena out that window and stage the blood on the floor. She knew I’d let her parents force her into this marriage just so I could destroy their entire world from the inside. She knew I’d ordered Jake’s death because he threatened what already belonged to me. And she still hadn’t pulled away. Her hand stayed over her stomach like she was guarding the one thing I hadn’t planned for.I wasn’t letting anyone touch that. Not ever again.I brushed my thumb across her cheek once more, then stepped back. My voice came out low. “Stay here. Lock the door behind me. Nobody gets in but me.”She nodded, her eyes steady on mine. That was the difference between her and every other
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Chapter: Absolute DevotionJulian’s POV I felt her lean into my hand like she was choosing the fire instead of running from it. Her warm cheek was pressed against my palm, and something inside my chest cracked open wider than it ever had before. She was shaking, but she wasn’t pulling away. Not anymore.Her eyes stayed locked on mine. She still looked scared and furious. But under it all was that same stubborn fire that had fucked me up from the first night she walked into my penthouse wearing Serena’s face.“You knew about the baby,” she said, her voice was low and rough. “Before I even opened my mouth.”“Tech team pulled the hospital logs the second you stepped inside the building.” I kept my hand on her jaw, my thumb brushing the corner of her mouth. “I know everything that touches you, Lauren. Every test. Every result. Especially this one.”She swallowed hard. Her fingers tightened over her stomach. “It’s yours.”“I know it is.” I didn’t smile. There was nothing soft about the way I felt right now. “And I
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Chapter: The Monster UnmaskedLauren’s POV I stood in Julian’s study with the binder open on the desk, my fingers frozen on the edge of Jake’s photograph. The pool of blood. The dark alley. The clean slice across his throat. The typed order underneath it with Julian’s initials at the bottom. And right below that, the termination log for Serena. Timestamped the same night she disappeared. His men. His order. The staged blood. My stomach rolled hard and I could feel the nausea coming. I pressed my palm flat against it without thinking, like I could shield the tiny secret growing there from the truth sitting in front of me. Four weeks. That was all it took for everything to become infinitely more fucked up.I had broken back in here looking for leverage on Serena. Something to make her back the hell off so my baby would have a chance at seeing daylight. Instead I found this.“He ordered this,” I whispered to the empty room. My voice sounded small and cracked. “Julian had Jake killed. He had my sister taken. He kne
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Chapter: The Private SafeLauren’s POVBreaking back into Julian’s penthouse was shockingly easy. Too easy. I still knew every blind spot, every camera loop, every guard rotation down to the minute they bitched about overtime. He was probably out hunting the last scraps of the Rossi gang—the ones who’d put Silas in that coma and left the whole damn fortress wide open like an invitation.“This is insane,” I muttered under my breath, sliding through the entrance. My heart was trying to punch through my ribs, but my hands stayed steady. Street smarts don’t vanish just because you’re pregnant and running on fear. “For the baby, Lauren. Do it for the baby. Serena’s not getting another shot at us. Vivian neither.”I moved fast through the dark halls. There were no lights, I didn’t need them. My boots were quiet on the floors I used to walk like I belonged here. The study door was unlocked. Of course it was. He never expected anyone stupid enough to break in while he was gone.I went straight for the painting behind
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Chapter: The Double VerdictLauren’s POV“Miss Vance?”I shot to my feet so fast the plastic chair scraped loudly against the hospital floor. The doctor had finally come out, after six hours. Six fucking hours.My legs nearly gave out as I stumbled toward him. “Is he alive?” I blurted.The doctor removed his glasses and rubbed his eyes. “Mr. Silas is alive,” he said.The breath I’d been holding escaped in a violent rush.Then he continued. “But barely.”My relief died instantly.“The trauma to his thoracic cavity was severe. Three gunshot wounds. Significant blood loss. One bullet narrowly missed his heart.”I stared at him. Oh my god. Silas was impossible. Silas didn't lose. Silas didn't get hurt. Silas certainly didn't end up dying in a hospital because of me.“He's stable?” I asked desperately.The doctor hesitated, that hesitation told me everything. “He's currently in a medically induced coma.”My heart dropped to my stomach. “A coma?”“We needed to reduce swelling and give his body the best chance of survi
Last Updated: 2026-06-03

Ruin Me, Alpha
Irene Harvey’s life comes crumbling when her mate rejects her on their wedding day and her father is arrested by her sworn enemy, Alpha Devon. This takes her back to square one, stripping her of every power she had as an Alpha daughter and turning into an Omega over night. To wash down the misery of being ruined by a man that not only arrested her father but had also killed her brother, she decided to go for a party.
In that party, she meets a mysterious man in which she is attracted to. He takes her to his private cabin and they share a hot, steamy night.
Irene Harvey’s life comes crumbling the second time when she learnt that the man she shared a steamy night with was Alpha Devon, the man she had always detested and the new Alpha of her Pack.
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“What do you want?” Irene spat, not bothering to flip the light on. His scent that she loathed with every fiber of her being announced him before his lips did.
“You,” he replied softly, as if he hadn’t just snapped an innocent man’s neck for merely speaking to her.
“You need to leave me alone, Devon.” Her voice crackled with frustration and fury.
“You know that’s not possible,” he said, voice smooth as silk.
“Stop this madness! What more do you need from me? You took my family, stripped me of my title, forced me into an Omega’s life. You took everything. Just leave. Me. Alone. Please.”
In a blink he was inches from her, breath hot on her neck. “You don’t understand what you’ve gotten yourself into. This is do‑or‑die. Either I have you… or I kill every man who even breathes near you.”
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Chapter: Chapter 81: Saving The Alpha Who Ruined MeChapter Eighty-One Devon’s POVThe curse shattered at dawn.I woke screaming, claws buried in my own chest, ripping through skin and muscle. Every memory slammed into me at once— unfiltered. The blood. The executions. The children’s faces. Irene’s neck under my hand. Zane’s branding. My father’s voice echoing in the back of my head telling me power was everything. I saw it all.“No—no—fuck!” I roared, staggering out of bed. Blood ran down my torso. I grabbed the dagger from the nightstand and pressed it to my throat. “I deserve this. I deserve every fucking second of it.”The door burst open. Irene rushed in first, eyes wide. “Devon, stop!”Zane and Brielle were right behind her. Zane still wore the fresh Omega brand on his chest, face swollen, but he moved like the Beta he used to be. They grabbed my arms.“Drop the blade!” Zane shouted, wrestling my wrist.I headbutted him, breaking his nose with a crunch. “Let me end it! I slaughtered your people! I broke her!” I twisted, slammin
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Chapter: Chapter 80: The Night He Remembered EverythingChapter Eighty Irene’s POVThe square was still stained with yesterday’s blood when Devon dragged Zane out in chains. I froze on the platform beside him, heart slamming against my ribs. Zane looked half-dead already, face bruised, shoulder bleeding, but his eyes met mine with defiance.Devon stood tall in his black coat, dark hair catching the wind, broad shoulders squared like the king he forced everyone to fear. Cool. Controlled. Fucking beautiful in the worst way possible.“Zane,” Devon said, voice low and smooth as he circled his former Beta. “You helped my wife hide traitors. You pushed that witch’s ritual through her like a coward. Look at me when I speak.”Zane lifted his chin. “She’s trying to save you, you blind bastard. The man I followed wouldn’t need a curse to feel anything.”Devon’s claws slid out. “Wrong answer.” He grabbed Zane by the throat and slammed him to his knees in front of the entire pack. “I should rip your spine out right here. Make Irene watch every secon
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Chapter: Chapter 79: When Enemies Held Each OtherChapter Seventy-Nine Irene’s POVThe purge started at noon. Devon dragged the first batch of prisoners into the square himself, his broad shoulders cutting through the crowd like a blade. Black coat flapping, dark hair pushed back, icy grey eyes scanning everyone with that cool, deadly confidence that still made my stomach flip even as I hated him.“Line them up,” he ordered. Guards shoved ten wolves to their knees. I stood at his right side on the platform, jaw tight.A man shouted from the line, “Your father would be ashamed, Irene!”Devon moved fast. He grabbed the man by the throat and lifted him off the ground. “Say his name again and I’ll make your death last hours.”The man gasped, “Theo Harvey was twice the Alpha you—”Devon snapped his neck with one twist. The body dropped. The crowd gasped.I stepped closer while the others looked away in horror and whispered fast, “That man had a daughter your age. She’s watching. Killing him makes you look weak, not strong.”Devon’s hand
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Chapter: Chapter 78: The Alpha I LostChapter Seventy-Eight Irene’s POVThe next morning, Zane’s voice cracked through the hidden tunnel speaker. “They’re closing in. Two guards at the east exit. I’m trapped.”“Stay down,” I hissed, pressing the button. “I’m coming.”I smoothed my dress, fixed a fake smile, and walked straight into the main hall where Devon held court. He looked lethal in his tailored black coat, dark hair swept back, icy grey eyes sharp as he listened to reports. Every line of his tall, muscular frame screamed control and power. Damn him for still making my pulse race.I slid up beside his throne and rested my hand on his shoulder, leaning in like the perfect Luna. “Alpha, you handled the border issue perfectly this morning. The pack feels safer with you in charge.”Devon turned his head, one brow lifting. His hand covered mine, squeezing hard enough to warn. “Playing devoted wife today, Irene? That’s new.”I kissed his cheek, letting my lips linger. “Maybe I’m tired of fighting in public. Let’s show t
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Chapter: Chapter 77: He Still Craved MeChapter Seventy-Seven Irene’s POVDevon stood on the dais at dawn, voice cutting through the assembled pack like a blade. “Tomorrow we purge every rat connected to the old regime. Traitors’ blood ends here.”Names flashed on the massive screen behind him. Zane’s face appeared near the top.My stomach dropped. I grabbed Brielle’s arm and dragged her through the crowd before anyone could blink. “Hide Zane in the storage tunnels. Now. Move.”We found Zane pacing in the lower sheds. “They’re coming for me at first light, and Alpha Devon made the orders” he said, already grabbing a pack.“Take the eastern tunnel,” I snapped, shoving supplies at him. “Brielle, seal the entrance behind him. I’ll handle the ritual blood tonight on Devon.”Zane caught my wrist. “Irene, if he catches you—”“He won’t.” I shoved him toward the dark passage. “Go.”Brielle hugged him hard, then we sealed the stone and scattered. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking as I slipped the next ritual vial into my sleeve.That
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Chapter: Chapter 76: The Monster Beneath His EyesChapter Seventy-Six Irene’s POVZane shoved the small vial into my hand at dawn. “Blood rite from the rival witch. Cut him during a weak moment. It’ll drag fragments of the real Devon back up. Make it count.”I hid it in my sleeve and walked into the hall like I still had a spine.Devon sat on the raised dais, looking every inch the bastard king—dark hair pushed back, broad shoulders filling his black coat, icy eyes scanning the room like he owned every soul in it. Cool. Deadly. Attractive in the way that made me want to kill him and ride him in the same breath.Pack children lined the walls, wide-eyed. Two “traitors” knelt in the center, already bleeding.“Watch closely,” Devon said, voice smooth and low. “Weakness gets you this.” He snapped a neck. The crack echoed. Kids flinched.I stepped forward before I could stop myself. “They’re children, Devon. You’re not building strength. You’re breeding nightmares.”The hall went dead silent.He rose slowly, eyes locking on mine. “Defy m
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Daddy's Wet Little Secret
She came to him for shelter. She stayed because she wanted sin.
Rain Mercer spent eighteen years in an orphanage and two more years trying to survive the real world alone. Broke, exhausted, and out of options, she returns to the matron who raised her. The answer she gets feels like a miracle: a wealthy benefactor is willing to step in, become her legal guardian, pay for her education, and give her a future.
Rain expects a distant old man.
Instead, she gets Lucien Vale.
He is devastatingly handsome, coldly controlled, and rich enough to ruin lives with a signature. He gives her safety, structure, and a home so luxurious it barely feels real. He is protective in a way she has never known. Gentle when nobody is looking. Hard on everyone but her.
At first Rain mistakes the ache in her chest for gratitude.
Then she starts noticing his hands.
His voice.
The way he says her name when she is upset.
And suddenly gratitude turns dangerous.
Rain is the first to realize it is not innocent anymore. She wants him. She wants him to stop looking at her like something precious and start looking at her like a woman. So she does the one thing she should never do.
She tempts him.
Lucien resists her with terrifying discipline. But the more she pushes, the more the perfect guardian mask begins to crack. As enemies close in, old family scandals rise, and a truth about Rain’s past threatens to rewrite everything, Lucien is forced to choose between being the good man who protects her and the ruined man who cannot let her go.
One house. One forbidden attraction. One empire built on lies.
And when the line finally breaks, it does not break gently.
TRIGGER WARNING: CHEATING
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Chapter: The Predator's TeaCHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT — The Predator’s TeaThe summons came via a hand-delivered note on silver-edged stationery. It wasn't a request; it was an order. Vivienne Vale wanted tea in the sunroom at four o'clock.I checked the mirror one last time. My collar was turned up, hiding the dark marks Lucien had left on me that morning. My heart was still racing from the encounter in his office, but I had to play the part of the grateful ward.When I entered the sunroom, Vivienne was already there, looking like a queen on a throne of wicker and silk. She didn't look up from her porcelain cup as I sat down across from her."You're punctual," she said, her voice like ice clinking in a glass. "At least the orphanage taught you that much.""I try to be respectful of your time, Mrs. Vale," I replied, keeping my voice level.She finally looked at me, her eyes scanning me with clinical precision. "Lucien tells me you’ve finalized your enrollment. York School of Fine Arts. A lofty goal for a girl who, un
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Chapter: The Mark of PossessionCHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN — The Mark of Possession I woke up in the center of the massive bed, the silk sheets cool against my skin, though my body felt like it was still on fire. Every muscle ached, a heavy reminder of the hours I’d spent under Lucien. The room smelled of him: expensive cedar, aged whiskey, and the lingering scent of our shared heat. I rolled over, reaching for a space that was already empty. Instead of Lucien, I found a heavy vellum note resting on his pillow. > My office. 9 AM. Don't cover the marks. I'll send you the address of my branch here.> My heart did a slow, heavy thud against my ribs. I looked at the clock. 8:40 AM. I stood up, my legs trembling slightly as I walked toward the mirror. My reflection was a mess of tangled hair and bruised skin. Dark, floral-shaped marks bloomed across my collarbone and the curve of my neck—vivid evidence of how Lucien had claimed me. *Don’t cover them,* he’d said. I looked at the marks, then at the door. I was his ward. I
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Chapter: Vivienne’s WarningCHAPTER TWENTY-SIX — VIVIENNE’S WARNING RAIN’S POV The voices drifted down the long corridor like poison wrapped in silk. I had only meant to fetch a glass of water from the kitchen that morning, still in my nightdress. Instead, I froze near the back staircase, hidden behind the heavy velvet drapes, as Vivienne’s voice cut through the night. “…disgraceful. She is your ward, Lucien. A charity case from the gutter. If you think the rest of us are blind to the way you look at that girl, and threat like she is the air you breathe when she is just your daughter then, you are delusional. Stop obsessing over that thing, she is just a girl you helped from the orphanage. End it. Before I am forced to end it for you.” There was a pause. I couldn’t hear Lucien’s reply, but the low, dangerous timbre of his voice made my stomach twist. Vivienne laughed bitterly. “Protect her? You’re ruining her. And when this explodes—and it will—you will drag the entire Vale name through the mud. For h
Last Updated: 2026-05-02
Chapter: His Favourite WeaknessCHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE — HIS FAVORITE WEAKNESSRAIN’S POVBreakfast had been torture, but the rest of the day was turning into something far more dangerous.The Vale family estate felt like a gilded cage wrapped in silence and watchful eyes. Every hallway, every antique mirror, every shadowed corner seemed to wait for one of us to slip. Lucien made it impossible to pretend we were nothing. At breakfast he had defended me with that glacial tone that brooked no argument, poured my water with those long, elegant fingers, and adjusted my chair so the morning sun wouldn’t glare in my eyes. To the others he was ice. To me, every glance was molten.I told myself I would avoid him after the library. I failed before lunch.Now, hours later, the house was quiet. Vivienne had retired to her private sitting room with Evelyn. Sophia was somewhere sharpening her claws. Thelma had gone riding, or so the staff said. I slipped into the conservatory on the east wing, drawn by the late afternoon light filt
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Chapter: Ten Days Under His RoofCHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR — TEN DAYS UNDER HIS ROOFRAIN'S POV The launch party ended in a haze of champagne and forced smiles, but the real storm began the moment we stepped into the cars.I thought Lucien would take me straight back to the penthouse — back to the place where our secret still felt somewhat contained. Instead, as the driver pulled away from the glittering estate, Lucien’s voice cut through the silence like cool steel.“We’re staying at the family house for the next ten days. I have business in the area that requires my presence.”My stomach dropped so fast I nearly gasped. Ten days. Ten whole days under the same roof as Vivienne, Evelyn, Sophia, Thelma, and the rest of the cold-blooded Vale family. Ten days of pretending I didn’t know exactly how Lucien’s fingers felt between my thighs, how his voice sounded when he groaned my name like he was losing his mind.I glanced at him. He sat beside me in the back seat, one leg crossed over the other, looking every inch the untouc
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Chapter: SOPHIA’S LITTLE RECORDINGCHAPTER TWENTY-THREE — SOPHIA’S LITTLE RECORDINGRAIN’S POV The moment Sophia hit play, my entire body turned to ice.It was my voice.Soft, broken, and unmistakable. The breathy little whimpers I’d tried so hard to keep quiet upstairs. Then came Lucien’s voice groaning like a curse and a prayer at the same time. Even through the phone’s tiny speaker, the sounds felt intimate. My stomach dropped so violently I thought I might be sick right there in front of everyone.Before I could spiral into full panic, Marcus moved like lightning. He snatched the phone from Sophia’s hand, his expression shifting from lazy amusement to something sharp in a heartbeat.“Turn that off,” he said, voice low and lethal. “Right now. Before you make Lucien your enemy for life.”Sophia only smiled like a cat who had finally caught the canary. She clearly thought she had recorded Lucien and Evelyn in some filthy moment upstairs. She had no idea it was me. Not yet.Thelma recovered faster than any of us. She
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Dear Ex, Your Father Fxxked Me Better: Filthy Shorts
She found out her ex borrowed loan in her name and used the only house her father gave her as a collateral a day before his death so she let his father fuck her in her mourning dress during his funeral service. She caught her hockey captain boyfriend giving bj to his teammate so she stepped walked up to the principal which was his father and dropped her panties in front of him. Caught her husband of five years dryhumping her sister so she signed the divorce papers and fucked her dad before him while he was forced to watch.
Dear Ex, Your Father Fxxked Me Better: Filthy Shorts is a scorching collection of standalone short stories where scorned women turn the ultimate betrayal into their most delicious revenge.
After being lied to, cheated on, and discarded like yesterday’s news, these fierce, broken-hearted heroines decide the best way to destroy their exes isn’t violence or drama — it’s pleasure. Raw, forbidden, mind-blowing pleasure in the arms (and bed) of the one man their ex could never compete with: his own father.
From the ruthless billionaire patriarch they once feared… to the magnetic silver-fox rival they secretly admired… these older, dominant, dangerously possessive men don’t just give them revenge, they give them passion so intense it rewrites their entire lives.
Expect filthy, addictive age-gap erotica packed with power plays, jealous exes losing their minds, family scandals that shake New York’s elite circles, and heroines who walk out of luxurious bedrooms completely transformed — bolder, stronger, and deliciously ruined in the best possible way.
Because sometimes, the sweetest revenge isn’t making him cry.
It’s making his father moan your name.
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Chapter: THE MAYFAIR SOMNOPHILIA SEDUCTION IVChapter 4I saw Ethan the second he stepped through the compound gates. Confident strides, shoulders back, that smug look on his face like he still owned the world. Like he hadn’t been balls-deep in my maid of honor three nights ago while staring me down. My stomach twisted, but not with pain anymore. With something darker. Hotter. I was already moving before he even reached the front steps.I knew where Adrian would be. His study. The same room where this had all started. I pushed the door open without knocking.He was dressing. Shirt half-buttoned, belt in his hands, that broad chest still bare. Silver at his temples catching the light. He looked up, eyes darkening the moment he saw me.I didn’t speak. I crossed the room fast, grabbed his face, and kissed him hard. Tongue pushing into his mouth, tasting the coffee and the man I’d become obsessed with. My hands went straight to his belt, yanking it open, shoving his pants down just enough.“Bend me over the desk,” I breathed against
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Chapter: THE MAYFAIR SOMNOPHILIA SEDUCTION IIIChapter 3I couldn’t take it anymore. Three days. Three fucking days since Adrian last used my body while I was out cold, and the ache between my legs had turned into a constant, throbbing need. I paced the townhouse like a caged animal, my pussy wet and empty, clenching around nothing every time I remembered his thick cock stretching me. I touched myself constantly but never let myself cum. I wanted it to build. I wanted to be desperate enough to do anything.That night I waited in his bedroom, heart hammering. The clock ticked past midnight, then one, then two. I was naked already, skin hot, nipples hard, my shaved cunt slick and dripping down my thighs. When I finally heard the front door open and his heavy footsteps, I stayed hidden in the shadows of his room. He looked exhausted—tie loose, jacket slung over his shoulder, eyes half-closed. He didn’t even turn on the light. Just kicked off his shoes, dropped onto the massive bed face-up, and groaned as he passed out almost instantl
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Chapter: THE MAYFAIR SOMNOPHILIA SEDUCTION IIChapter 2The maid entered quietly the next morning. She carried a heavy silver tray and set it on the table beside the bed without a sound. Her eyes stayed low, respectful, the way people looked at someone who mattered.“Miss Tessa,” she said, voice soft. “Lord Adrian gave orders before he left. We are to treat you like royalty. He is out for the day, but every need of yours must be met. Whatever you want—food, bath, anything—just say.”I pushed myself up against the pillows. My body ached in the best way. Between my legs I still felt the stretch from the night before, and when I shifted I could feel the dried stickiness on my thighs. I remembered it all. The wet heat of his tongue dragging over my pussy while I was gone. The slow, deep push of his cock opening me up. My body had clenched around him even though I couldn’t move. I had liked it. More than liked it. I had wanted to stay like that forever—limp, used, full of him.Later that afternoon, I looked at the maid while she poure
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Chapter: THE MAYFAIR SOMNOPHILIA SEDUCTION ISTORY TEN: THE MAYFAIR SOMNOPHILIA SEDUCTIONChapter 1I saw them the second I stepped onto the balcony for air. My silk gown whispered around my legs, the engagement ring heavy on my finger. Ethan, my fiancé, had his pants down and was balls-deep in Rachel, my maid of honor. Her back was against the stone railing, legs wrapped around him, dress bunched at her waist. He was thrusting hard, grunting with every push, her moans loud even over the music coming from inside the ballroom.My stomach dropped. I froze. He didn’t see me at first. Then his eyes lifted and locked on mine. He didn’t stop. He just kept fucking her, staring at me like I was the one who had done something wrong.I turned and ran. Straight through the crowd, past the shocked faces, out the front doors of the Mayfair hotel. I didn’t have my coat. The night air was cold on my bare arms, but I didn’t feel it. I just kept walking fast in my heels until the lights of the ballroom were far behind me.I knew where to go. Eth
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Chapter: THE WEDDING THAT CHOSE THE FATHER IIPART TWORoman’s mouth was ravenous. He sealed his lips fully around Elodie’s dripping pussy and sucked hard, drawing her swollen folds and creamy arousal into his hot mouth with a filthy, wet sound. His tongue flattened and dragged up her slit in one long, possessive stroke, tasting every drop of her wedding-day cum.“Fuuuck, Mr. Ashford…” Elodie moaned, her gloved hands flying to his silver-streaked hair, gripping tight as she ground her cunt against his face.He growled against her sensitive flesh, the vibration making her clit throb. Then he speared his thick tongue straight into her tight hole, fucking her with it—deep, relentless strokes that made squelching noises echo inside the limousine. His nose pressed against her swollen clit, rubbing in tight circles while his tongue curled and thrust, scooping out more of her slick cream and swallowing it greedily.Elodie’s back arched, her full tits straining against the bodice of her gown. “Oh my god—your tongue is so deep! Yes, tongu
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Chapter: THE WEDDING THAT CHOSE THE FATHER ISTORY NINE: THE WEDDING THAT CHOSE THE FATHER PART ONEElodie stood before the tall gilded mirror in the bridal suite of the opulent London hotel attached to Westminster, her white wedding gown hugging every curve. The dress was a masterpiece—silk and lace clinging to her full breasts, cinched waist, and the lush swell of her hips before flowing into a dramatic train. She had dreamed of this day for years. Today it felt like ashes in her mouth.Tears stung her eyes as she clutched her phone, replaying the video sent just that morning: Daniel, her groom, in this very chapel’s dressing room, passionately kissing her stepsister while his fingers pumped deep into the other woman’s cunt. The wet sounds, the moans, the way her stepsister had spread her legs wider and begged for more, it was burned into Elodie’s mind.She wiped her tears, touched up her lipstick, and smiled coldly at her reflection. No more crying. Today, I burn it all down.A soft knock. A smiling attendant announced it wa
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