Chapter: Chapter 7VICKY’S POVI had crept out of that cabin at dawn, right after Leo finally dozed off.Thank God the power didn’t come back on until I was safely tucked back in my own room. I’m a hundred percent sure no one saw me slinkin’ down the corridor like some guilty teenager.Judging by the harsh sun pourin’ through the curtains, it had to be around 10 a.m.I still couldn’t bring myself to leave this bed and face Cindy.Don’t even get me started on Alaric.My phone had been blowin’ up nonstop. Thankfully, I’d found it lyin’ in the hallway when I snuck back, but how the hell was I supposed to look that boy in the eye after gettin’ pounded senseless by his own father?What was I thinkin’? Judge me all you want, that was straight-up stupid.But come on, if you were in my shoes, you’d be hard-pressed to say no to that sexy silver fox.You just would.I swallowed hard, my fingers unconsciously clutchin’ the duvet tight against my chest like it could shield me from my own thoughts.The memories woul
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Chapter: Chapter 6VICKY’S POVI laughed breathless, and defiant, even though I was pinned beneath him like prey.“Old man, you have to do better than empty threats.”He shifted, slidin’ his thick length between my thighs, teasin’ my drippin’ entrance without pushin’ in.The head nudged my clit with every slow glide, coatin’ himself in my slick, makin’ me whimper and buck back desperately.But he didn’t give me what I needed.He kept me on the edge, torturin’ me with shallow strokes, lettin’ me feel how hard he was, without ever fillin’ me.I was soaked, thighs tremblin’, pussy clenchin’ on nothin’, achin’ for him to just fuckin’ take me already.He leaned down, his lips brushin’ my ear.“Beg… or I walk away and leave you… drippin’ and empty.”The threat hit hard, and I hated how much it turned me on.“I dare you,” I gasped, but my voice came out cracked, and needy.Another slow glide and his cock slid through my folds, nudgin’ my clit again, makin’ me choke on a broken moan.“Beg… feisty maid.”I bit m
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Chapter: Chapter 5VICKY’S POV“Son… of a… biiitch…” I choked around his cock, the words mangled and wet, barely intelligible as he shoved deeper, cuttin’ off my air and turnin’ the curse into a garbled, sloppy gurgle.Spit bubbled at the corners of my stretched lips, drippin’ down my chin in thick strings, my throat convulsin’ around his thickness with every forced thrust.The sound was obscene—wet gaggin’ mixed with my desperate, muffled attempts to breathe, each curse comin’ out as a strangled, cock-stuffed whimper that only made him groan louder.He held my head firm, his hips rollin’ slowly, makin’ me take every inch until my nose pressed flush against his pelvis and my eyes watered from the burn.“Learnt your place… now??”I couldn’t answer, just gurgled around him again, the vibration rippin’ a low growl from his throat as my throat fluttered helplessly.The humiliation burned hot, but fuck… so did the thrill.My pussy clenched on nothin’, drippin’ down my thighs, achin’ for the same brutal treat
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Chapter: Chapter 4Leo’s POVI lifted myself off her, slapped her cheeks so hard my hand stung, and followed with the sharp smack of the belt on her ass again.This time I perfectly captured both cheeks at once, the beautiful mark making my chest and cock swell with joy.She screamed in pain, grabbing both cheeks hard, and yes, a beautiful drop of tears rolled down her cheeks.I laughed like the devil himself and moved closer to her, my face just inches from hers.“You old fuckin’ bastard!!!” she roared, her boobs bouncing around wildly from the intensity. I could barely resist the urge to grab them and swallow them in my mouth.I smirked, letting my free hand slip over to caress her teary face.“What. Now. Feisty. One? Regretting?” I let my thumb wipe the tear off.She blinked down tears and opened her little mouth to say some shit again, but I didn’t give her the pleasure.I crashed my mouth into hers.The kiss was brutal and consuming, a dark claiming that swallowed her gasp whole.She struggled hard
Dernière mise à jour: 2026-01-12
Chapter: Chapter 3Leo’s POVThe sound of the belt striking her flesh is the most satisfying and beautiful sound I’ve heard in a long time, especially the unexpected moment when it lands and she screams out… Delicious.I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, immersing myself in the moment.The sharp crack echoing off the walls, her little whimpers that followed, the soft, broken moaning she couldn’t hold back, and the vivid mental image of the angry red mark I must have left on her succulent skin.My mouth watered, and I swallowed hard, relishing every second.I could literally taste it, the sweet sting of pain mingling with the pleasure she was too stubborn to admit she craved.How exquisite it must have felt when the leather kissed her flesh, how the burn spread through her like liquid fire, making her body arch and clench in ways that begged for more.“You old bastard!”Her whimper of pain, her trembling voice fighting back tears, it sounded familiar, especially that thick Boston accent.My mind spu
Dernière mise à jour: 2026-01-12
Chapter: Chapter 2VICKY’S POVHis eyes flashed wild and dangerous, like I’d just flipped a switch inside him.Before I could blink, his hand was on my throat.He lifted me clean off the floor, pinnin’ me at his eye level, those gray eyes sparklin’ red like a demon in the emergency light.I gasped, my hands grippin’ his wrist, strugglin’ for air. I could barely breathe, but I wasn’t scared.If anything, I was thrilled, every nerve in my body screamin’ alive, every sexual switch I’d kept locked for a year of celibacy flippin’ on at once.My juices slipped past my thong, rollin’ hot down my inner thigh.“You… filthy… maid,” he growled.Maid? He thought I was one of the crew?“How dare you… try to take advantage of—”I didn’t let him finish.I crashed my mouth into his, kissin’ him hard.“Mhmm,” he groaned into my mouth, the sound low and guttural, vibratin’ through me straight to my core.I gasped into his mouth, kissin’ him deeper, my hands slidin’ from his wrist to his arms, then his chest.I slipped th
Dernière mise à jour: 2026-01-05
Chapter: 141. Bitter WordsValentino’s POV“Moglie mia,” I called happily as I pushed open the heavy door to our chamber, already fumbling with the stiff, blood‑stiffened buttons of my shirt.The coppery smell clung to me, thick and metallic, mixed with gunpowder and the faint salt of sweat.I should’ve stripped it off in the garage, hosed myself down like the others did, but the drive back had been too long, too quiet, and all I could think about was getting to her.Now I had to brace for the storm I knew was coming.An hour of her sharp words, her worried eyes, her gentle hands trying to scrub the violence off my skin.She stood at the vanity, bathed in the soft amber glow of the sconces, doing her night routine.The black lace lingerie hugged her body, simple and elegantly devastating.Her hair spilled over her shoulders in dark waves, longer now that she’d stopped cutting it short, reaching down to the small of her back.The once‑soft curves I used to sink my hands into had sharpened. Her collarbones stood
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Chapter: 140. The WarningAlina’s POVShe turned my hand over with the gentlest touch, cradling it between both of hers as though it were made of glass.Her thumbs brushed lightly along the edges, then settled in the center.For long minutes she was silent, the only sound the soft scratch of her fingernail tracing my life line, my heart line, the faint branches and islands that crisscrossed my palm.The room felt smaller, quieter. Even the wind outside seemed to hush.Then she spoke, her voice low and certain.“Your husband is a powerful man.”My heart lurched.I stared at her, my mouth dry. How could she possibly know that?“Yes,” I managed. “He is.”She gave the tiniest nod, her eyes never leaving my hand.“I do not want to know his name. I do not need to know who he is. But what I see here…”Her finger followed a strong, unbroken line that curved toward my wrist.“He carries great weight. Power, yes, but also pressure. Heavy pressure. It presses on him every day, and because you are bound to him, heart, bod
Dernière mise à jour: 2026-01-13
Chapter: 139. Your Wish is Already GrantedAlina’s POVShe halted mid-stride on the snowy pavement, then turned slowly back to me.That big, warm smile spread across her face again, crinkling her eyes until they almost disappeared into the folds of skin.“Now how could I say no to that?” she said, voice soft and amused.For a long heartbeat, neither of us moved.Snow kept drifting down in lazy spirals, catching on her kerchief and the shoulders of my coat.Then she lifted one trembling hand toward me.“Vieni, nipotina mia (Come, my granddaughter),” she said, her throat thick with sudden emotion.A tiny giggle bubbled out of me, childish and lighter than anything I’d felt in days.I stepped forward, took the battered wicker basket from her fingers, and slipped my arm through hers.“Sorry, Nana, but you’re not escaping me now. We’re going to your house. First, I’m taking you grocery shopping.”She let out a small, knowing sigh. “I knew you wouldn’t take no for an answer about the groceries. Va bene (I accept).”I helped her into
Dernière mise à jour: 2026-01-13
Chapter: 138. GranddaughterAlina’s POVI slowly turned to face her, still on my knees in the thin layer of slush, and there she was standing over me now, small and bent.Her smile was soft, the kind that reaches the eyes first and stays there, crinkling the deep lines around them.Snowflakes had caught in the gray wool of her kerchief and in the wispy silver strands that escaped it, glittering like tiny diamonds in this frozen Milan afternoon.That smile undid me all over again.Fresh tears rushed up, hot and unstoppable.I pressed the heels of my hands to my eyes, trying to hold them back, but they spilled anyway, freezing on my lashes before they could fall far.“Come mai lo sapevi? (How did you know?)” I whispered, my voice breaking.She reached down with both hands, small and knotted with age, and took hold of my shoulders.Her grip was surprisingly firm and steady.She lifted me gently, as though I were something fragile she didn’t want to break.“Vieni qui, tesoro (Come here, treasure,)” she said, pulling
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Chapter: 137. NanaAlina’s POVThree days had crawled by since Giulia’s words sliced me open in the courtyard, and I still couldn’t look at her without feeling the sting all over again.Val had tried. God, how he’d tried.Every evening he’d come to me with that quiet, pleading voice, pulling me into his arms, murmuring, “Moglie mia, let it go. She was scared out of her mind. She loves you.”But how could I? If my closest friend, the woman I called sister, could throw my deepest wound in my face in front of everyone… what were the others whispering behind closed doors?What did the guards think when they passed me in the halls?What did Val, my own husband, really feel when the Council kept pressing him about an heir?Did he blame me, even a little?When the nights grew quiet and he thought I was asleep, did he stare at the ceiling wondering why his queen couldn’t give him the one thing he wanted most in life?I swallowed the tears that kept threatening to spill and gripped the steering wheel tighter.O
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Chapter: 136. Loyal DogNikita’s POVThe sting on my cheek burned like someone had pressed a hot iron there, sharp and mean, refusing to fade.I stormed through the heavy oak doors of my suite and nearly crushed Decimus’s nose when I slammed them shut behind me.I ripped the cloak from my shoulders and let it fall to the floor in a heap, then kicked my heels off hard enough to send one skidding across the rug.My body felt too tight, too hot with rage.I dropped into the velvet chair before the vanity mirror, staring at my reflection. Perfect skin, perfect lips, perfect everything, except for that faint red mark blooming where that little bitch Giulia had dared to strike me.“Porca puttana (damn whore),” I spat, my voice sharp and venomous.“Filthy fucking bitch. Who the hell do they think they are, those pieces of trash?”Decimus scurried in, that crooked, fawning smile already plastered across his ugly face.He was behind me in an instant, his rough hands settling on my shoulders, kneading with just the r
Dernière mise à jour: 2026-01-04
Chapter: 102: Epilogue ~Sienna~The breeze in Bellmore carried a sense of renewal, a symbol of survival after the storm. Lucas had arranged a Thanksgiving ceremony in the grand hall of Weston Corp to celebrate life, family, and the company’s resilience. Everyone was present—his mother Angelina, his sister Lexa, the board of directors, my dad, Hannah, Derrick, and all members of Weston.It was a full-circle moment.Lucas stood at the podium, his voice steady and filled with gratitude.“Today, we’re not just giving thanks for Weston’s survival, but for the people who make it what it is. This company has weathered unimaginable storms, but through faith, perseverance, and love, we are standing here stronger than ever. I thank God for this moment and for the extraordinary people who made it possible.”As the applause echoed, Lucas stepped down, his gaze locking with mine. My heart raced when he took my hand, guiding me to the center of the room.He spoke again, his voice now softer but just as firm.“And there’
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-01-22
Chapter: 101. Final War III ~Sienna~ I turned slowly, my heart pounding in my chest. There he was, standing just yards away, his gun still raised, his expression unreadable. His men fanned out behind him, a wall of black suits and cold stares. Lucas immediately stepped in front of me, shielding me with his body. The rigid set of his shoulders told me he was ready to fight to the death if it came to that. “Stay behind me,” Lucas murmured, his voice low and protective. “Lincoln...” I whispered, my voice trembling as I tried to steady my emotions. Lincoln’s eyes narrowed as he took in the scene—the cars, the people, Irena's dead body. His gaze lingered on me for a moment before flicking to Lucas. “You just don’t know when to give up, do you, Jones?” Lincoln said, his lips curling into a bitter smirk. “First, you barge into my mansion, and now you think you can just walk out of here with my sister? Bold of you.” “She’s not your property, Lincoln,” Lucas shot back, his voice steady but full of rage.
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Chapter: 100. Final War II [ Next Day— Washington DC]~Sienna~I sat by the window, staring at the sunrise with Madi curled up on my lap, her small arms draped lazily over my waist. I absently rubbed my stomach, my thoughts consumed by Lucas. It had been over a week since I was torn from Bellmore, from him, and every day felt heavier than the last."I hope you’re okay, Lucas," I whispered under my breath, my gaze shifting to my growing belly. I smiled faintly, running my fingers over the slight curve. How happy you’ll be to know I carry your child.The thought brought a glimmer of joy despite everything. According to the scan I did shortly after arriving in Washington, I was three months along. The small swell of my stomach was starting to become visible. I couldn’t help but wonder how Lucas would react—his joy, his smile, the protective way he’d hold me.I glanced at Madi, her ginger hair soft under my touch, but the weight of my worries pulled me back to reality. I had made arrangements be
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Chapter: 99. Final War I ~Lincoln~Lucas had just left, but the tension he brought with him still clung to the air like a storm that refused to pass. His rage was palpable, and it left a heavy tension in the room.I sat down heavily in my chair, pouring myself another drink, the amber liquid catching the dim light of the room. I swirled it in the glass, thinking about the fire in his eyes, the determination in his voice.He loved her. That much was clear. And she loved him.But I can’t let them be together.Not after what the Jones family did to ours.I tipped back the glass, letting the whiskey burn its way down my throat, but it didn’t drown the guilt clawing at my insides. I hate that I have to do this—tear her away from the man she loves, the father of her unborn child.But I have to.I have no choice.I hate that I’m the villain in her story, the one forcing her into a life she didn’t ask for.Yet I would rather be the villain than watch her suffer the same fate as our parents. She’s in Washington now,
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Chapter: 98. The Message ~Lucas~“You’re delusional, you can't break us apart," I growled, shaking my head.“You think you’re protecting her, but you’re just using her to justify your own hatred. Sienna deserves better than this.”Lincoln’s eyes glinted dangerously as he stepped forward, the guards around us tensing.“I’ll give you credit for your dedication, Lucas. But love isn’t enough. Not when it comes to my sister.”“She’s not just your sister!” I shot back. “She’s the woman I love, and I’ll fight for her no matter what. You don’t get to decide who she’s with.”“And I’ll fight to make sure she’s not with you,” Lincoln snapped, his composure finally cracking. He tossed the cigar onto the floor and crushed it beneath his heel. I took another step forward, my chest heaving with anger. The tension between us was thick, the air crackling with unspoken threats. “If you don’t hand her over right now, you’ll regret my next action.”Lincoln laughed, the sound sharp and condescending. “Seriously? We both know y
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-01-19
Chapter: 97. The Visit ~Lucas~It had been over a week since I last heard Sienna’s voice.A week of restless nights, unanswered questions, and a gnawing emptiness that refused to leave me. I’d looked for her everywhere—called every contact I could think of, chased down every lead—but nothing. It was as if she had vanished off the face of the earth.Derrick stood beside me, flipping through the agenda for the meeting we had arranged with several potential investors. Weston was bleeding, and if I didn’t secure their confidence, the company would collapse within weeks.“You need to focus,” Derrick said, his voice firm but not unkind. “I know your mind’s elsewhere, but this meeting is critical. If we lose more investors, Weston’s done for.”I rubbed the back of my neck, trying to push my thoughts of Sienna to the back of my mind. She would want me to keep fighting—for the company, for everything my family built.The meeting itself was a blur of presentations, numbers, and strategic promises. Derrick took the l
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-01-19
Mr.One Night Stand: Contract with the Lycan king
Isabella Sinclair, a thirty-two-year-old billionaire heiress, dislikes men and never intended to get married. However, her convictions were put to the test when she had a one-night stand affair with a strange guy, Liam Blackwood.
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Liam grabbed her wrist tightly and in a swift movement, he lifted her and dropped her on the bed. He pinned her hands on the bed with one hand, while the other hand slowly caressed her lower abdomen. A sudden gasp escaped Isabella’s lips as his gentle touch landed on her lower abdomen. He leaned into her and moved his lips near her ear. She flinched in fear.
‘Are you going to bite me like I did? Don’t be petty!’ she snapped sharply as Liam’s lips grazed her earlobe, his breath fanning against her skin. He chuckled slightly at Isabella’s outburst, and in an unexpected move, he flickered his tongue into her ear. She froze! She liked it and wanted him to do it again, but instead, he whispered, ‘Young lady, have you forgotten? No contact! Why do you keep throwing yourself at me, little girl!’
“What! ‘Little girl’? How dare he!” she screamed in her head, but in reality, she liked how possessive and dominant Liam is. He freed her, releasing his tight grip on her hands and jumped off the bed. He grabbed his car keys from the bedside table and walked towards the door.
“Liam! The contract! Do you want me to change it? And by the way, this is your second night here, and you haven’t given me a foot massage yet,” Isabella called out as he placed his hands on the doorknob.
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Chapter: 28. MaxReluctantly, Isabella reached for the white towel that was carefully folded on the hanger and used it to clean off the water on her body, patting her skin dry. She returned the towel and picked up the bathrobe from the hanger, carefully draping it around her naked body, and tied the belt firmly around her waist. She slipped into her yellow fluffy crocs, which lay carelessly on the bathroom floor."You can lift your head now," she drawled and turned to take her seat on a small stool at the corner of the bathroom. She sat comfortably with her legs crossed, exuding an air of pride and sophistication as she anticipated Liam's twerk dance. She giggled slightly at the thought, wondering if he was truly going to twerk for her, considering the fact that he appeared to be so rude and full of pride.Liam slowly raised his head and fearfully peeped from behind the bathtub. His eyes fell on Isabella, who sat confidently on the plastic stool, tapping her fingers on her legs. Seeing that she was now
Dernière mise à jour: 2023-12-16
Chapter: 27. Twerk For Me Boy! II Upon hearing Isabella's outrageous request, Liam choked immediately and began to cough profusely. He covered his mouth with his hand and slipped from the edge of the bathtub onto the freezing tiled floor. Isabella burst into hysterical laughter, kicking her feet in the water playfully and splashing it everywhere. The vodka was already taking a toll on her, making her act drunk. Liam stopped coughing and raised his head to find Isabella having the best night of her life, laughing hysterically."Are you seriously trying to make a fool out of me by requesting such ridiculous stuff?" he asked in a soft tone, swiping his long hair behind his ear. Isabella quit laughing, and the two gazed at each other intensely, an eerie silence lingering between them. Gently, Liam rose from the floor and moved closer to Isabella, their breath fanning against each other's skin. Both maintained their gaze. Isa lifted her right hand and slowly brought it closer to his face, gently caressing his cheeks and th
Dernière mise à jour: 2023-12-16
Chapter: 26. Twerk For Me Boy!Liam had just wrapped up his collaboration with the Singers Brothers and was amazed by the swift rise of his newly released music. The tracks he recorded with the Singers Brothers earlier in the morning had already climbed the charts, securing a spot in the top ten most streamed songs of the week. He drove home happily after branching at the store for bottles of alcoholic drinks, the thought of Isabella’s actions in the morning fueled his excitement, and happily, he stepped on the accelerator pedal, increasing his speed.Isabella, on the other hand, had just returned from work. She took a nice shower, the warm water cascading over her, providing a soothing sensation. The thought of Liam’s cuteness and seductiveness overwhelmed her as she lay gracefully in the bathtub, sipping from her glass of wine while romantic, gentle music played softly in the background. She rested her hand on her temple, thinking about Liam and his possessive attitude, and subconsciously, a soft smile escaped he
Dernière mise à jour: 2023-12-13
Chapter: 25. The Study RoomBeta Steve barged into Alpha Maximus's private study room, eager to announce the news he had for him. He slammed the door loudly behind him and walked toward Alpha Maximus, who sat in front of a brown wooden desk, rotating from one angle to another, chewing a pen in his mouth. He seemed to be engrossed in a paper before him. Steve walked briskly, his left hand in his pocket, his shiny black shoes making a clicking sound on the tiled floor as his well-ironed trousers flapped aggressively in the air."Alpha, I have something that will interest you," he announced, standing a few inches from his boss. Alpha Maximus tore his eyes away from the paper that had his attention before Steve interrupted his blissful moment of eerie silence."Oooh! What could that be?" he questioned with an air of authority, his green eyes eyeing Steve with a frank and serious look. With a loud bang, Steve placed the brown leather bag that had been dangling on his right hand as he entered on the desk. He unzipped i
Dernière mise à jour: 2023-12-13
Chapter: 24. Secrets Isabella's heart skipped a beat at Liam's unexpected response. Her eyes widened in astonishment, and her mouth hung open in sheer surprise."Did I hear that correctly? Tonight? Nobody is going to know?" She couldn't contain her excitement, letting out a joyous scream while kicking her legs in the air with unbridled happiness.Liam hopped into his car and drove off from the mansion. Isabella's earlier drama made him smile like a silly child. He had pretended as if Isa's seduction didn't affect him, meanwhile, it did a lot. His heart raced rapidly as Isa seduced him earlier, but he just had to keep up the hard boy facade to make her try harder."Don't forget, tonight!" A message popped up on the screen of his phone, lying carelessly near the gear. It was Isa. A naughty smirk escaped Liam's lips again at the sight of the message. "She's so naughty," he muttered under his breath.As Liam's car weaved through the road, a hooded lady suddenly flagged down the car with a wave of her hand. Imm
Dernière mise à jour: 2023-12-08
Chapter: 23. Breaching The Contract “Stop there!” Isabella ordered Liam as he tried to leave the room. Immediately, Liam froze in his tracks and turned to face Isabella, who was gracefully lying on the bed. Isabella had been feeling inferior since Liam indirectly turned down her offer the previous night. She couldn’t believe he had resisted her temptation. Now, she was planning to make life difficult for him.Rolling over the duvet to the edge of the bed frame, Isabella reclined gracefully, and a slight moan escaped her lips. “Where are you off to, Mr. Blackwood?” she purred in a seductive tone, narrowing her eyes and perfectly shaped brows. Clad in black lace lingerie, her slender fingers, adorned with long, shiny red acrylic nails that beautifully complemented her skin, grazed the white sheet and sensually moved to her curved thighs, which she caressed gently, enough to make any man crave her.Liam sensed what she was up to and couldn’t help but chuckle slightly. “What do you want, Isa? I have to get to the studio in
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