Sabrina Auburn never dreamed that her humble life as a housemaid would thrust her into the glittering yet icy world of the elite Thompsons. Between the shadows, she secretly admired Benedict Thompson-the amazing, arrogant Billionaire and CEO of BMX Estates. For him, she harbored a secret crush-to him. But one stormy night changed everything. Benedict forced himself on Sabrina, igniting a scandal that shook both families to their very foundations. Sabrina was left humiliated and trapped in an arranged marriage orchestrated by Benedict’s mother, all to shield their family’s reputation. "How can I marry her? I don't even love her and I will never love her. You know my type, Mom." From that moment on, Sabrina became the target of Benedict's contempt.He refused to love her, hurled insults her way but Sabrina endured his bitterness and her unreturned love. Then came a staggering twist: a betrayal that threatened to dismantle the Thompson family’s empire, revealing Sabrina’s true lineage and a fortune that would forever alter the balance of power. Years later,Sabrina emerges stronger, fiercer, and wealthier than ever as the CEO of her global luxury bag empire, Sabrina Ultra. No longer the naïve girl once cast aside. But when Benedict finds himself confronting the destruction of his own empire, crossing paths with her once more, he is stunned by what he has lost: the woman he could never claim, the son he would never know existed. As Benedict fights for his last chance at regaining Sabrina's heart, Will she forgive the man who has broken her heart, or is it too late for a second chance? Is Sabrina really going to let Benedict know that he has a son named Saben, or is she keeping it locked away in her heart forever?
View MoreThe sunlight filtering through the curtains painted a golden glow in the room. Sabrina shifted, her cheek against Benedict's chest. The steady beat of his heart provided a soothing rhythm beneath her; she felt loved and safe with him.Benedict's fingers lazily etched patterns on her bare shoulder. "Good morning," he whispered softly, low and warm.She looked up at him, her lips curling into a sleepy smile. "Good morning."He leaned down and pressed a kiss to her forehead. His eyes had softened with love. "How was your sleep?""Like a baby," she replied, placing her hand on his heart. "You?"He shook his head. "I didn't want to shut my eyes," he said. "I wanted to look at you."Sabrina smiled, laughing softly. "That's sweet, but you need your rest too."He smiled, his words playful but sincerity laced within them as he looked at her. "I'll rest when I know you'll stay by my side forever."She rolled onto her elbow. Her hair tumbled around her face. "I'm not going anywhere, Benedict. Yo
Benedict grinned as her body shuddered around his finger; he thrust it in and out of her a few times, making her moan louder. Much to her protest, he pulled his finger out and moved both his hands to her hips, steadying her before saying, "Ready to get out?"She gritted her teeth and nodded and turned to him, reaching down and grabbing his cock, saying, "Turn the water off and come on."He kissed her and nodded. As she left, he got out and reached over turning off the water the water then leaned over and snagged the towel and began drying himself off. After a few minutes and making sure he wasn't going to drip everywhere, he dropped the towel and started following her, but stopped and turned around in the shower, picking up the vibrator, then walked back into the bedroom where he found Sabrina laying on the bed. As he walked in, she looked up and smiled, "Bout time you got here."He grinned and tossed the vibrator on the bed, and she looked down at it, then back at him as he said, "I
He raised his head to feel the cool air hit his cock, and that was when he saw Sabrina lift not only her head but also her chest. She reached up took her tits in her hand and placed them on either side of his cock, then pushed them together completely enveloping his cock. He groaned once more at the sudden softness and warmth of her tits.Pressing her tits firmly around his spit covered cock, Sabrina began to bounce on her legs, sliding her tits up and down his cock with ease. Feeling the warm flesh and movement caused Benedict's groans start to turn into moans, and within a minute or so, his eyes shot open, and he let out a moan of "Fuck I'm gonna cum!"Hearing his exclamation and seeing his body begin to buck, Sabrina let a stream of spit slip from her lips, landing on her chest, then settling into the valley between her tits and providing a bit more lubrication as she continued to tit fuck his hard cock. Just as he had promised a few moments earlier, Benedict started to cum with a
The soft lunar glow upon the window rained into the bedroom, illuminating the room with silvery rays. Sabrina found herself brushing her hair near the dresser, her thoughts replaying all the joyful events of the day. She saw Benedict enter the room, undoing his tie, unbuttoning his shirt to be some inches open around his neck, and his eyes intently placed on her, softening the lines of his face as they made her heart flump."You are beautiful," he murmured, his voice low and husky.Sabrina put down the brush, smiling. "I am tired," she said, turning to him, "but happy.Benedict drew closer, his hands going around her waist. "You're always beautiful to me," he whispered, sweeping a strand of hair back from her face.His eyes locked onto hers, and the room seemed to shrink. He reached out to cup her cheek, his thumb tracing her jawline. "I meant what I said earlier," he whispered. "You've given me everything—love, a family, hope. I don't know how I got so lucky.".Sabrina moved closer i
Meanwhile, in the dim recesses of the cell, Clara sat on the side of the chilly metal cot with her mind busy with thoughts of revenge and flight. Her torn arm, crudely slung by the medics, pounded with pain, but her fury eclipsed it. She eyed the small window barred across it, faint moonlight streaming in to send long, unnatural shadows across the walls of the cell.Dolores, her former cellmate, was sitting nearby, watching her every move with a smirk. "So," Dolores drawled, leaning casually against the wall, "how's the grand plan coming along? Still playing the mastermind, Clara?"Clara shot her a venomous glare. "Shut up, Dolores," she snapped. "You don't know anything."Oh, I know plenty," Dolores said, laughing. "Like how every time you think you're untouchable, you end up right back here. Face it, Clara, you're just a small-time player pretending to be the big boss."Clara clenched her fists, nails digging into palms. "You'll see," she hissed through narrow lips, voice low and ve
Benedict smiled and slid his arm across her shoulder. "Sharp tongue you have," he said with a grin. "But I promise you, it's going to be a day that you never will forget, either."Leslie leaned back in her chair and grinned. "Well, know this; just for all the planning alone, grand or cozy, it's going to be magic.Wendy added from the window seat where she sat clicking the knitting needles together. "Don't forget, though, I still have that heirloom veil to hand down. It's in our family for generations. It's yours if you want it, Sabrina."Sabrina listened to her grandmother's words, her eyes springing wide in excitement. "Grandma, I'd be honored to wear it," she said in a clear voice, her emotions pouring into every word.She smiled, her eyes twinkling. "It will fit perfectly, my dear. It fitted your mother perfectly too."From the floor, Saben piped up, busily stacking blocks into a precarious tower. "Can I wear a crown at the wedding?" he asked, a stoic mask on his freckled face.Eve
As the warm chatter filled the Thompson household, Benedict sat at the edge of the dining table, lost in his thoughts. He glanced from time to time to Sabrina as she softly laughed with Wendy and Leslie and his ring that had been kept for so long. The small, velvet box felt safe in the pocket, a silent witness to the promise he had almost made-a promise that, all the mayhem notwithstanding, still burned inside his heart.Benedict's mind whirred with plans. The proposal had to be perfect, a moment that would erase the pain of the past and signal a fresh start for their family. Something intimate, yet unforgettable. He wanted to show Sabrina not just how much he loved her but how much he admired her strength and resilience.As everyone continued to talk, Benedict slipped out of the room unnoticed, walking toward the garden. The cool evening air greeted him as he stepped outside, the soft glow of fairy lights illuminating the space. He glanced around, envisioning how he could transform t
The fluorescent lights above hummed faintly, echoing the turmoil in her head. Clara's words kept playing like an awful tune, one that seemed to add a pit to her stomach with each one.She scanned backward across to Clara's cell, where the ex-partner-in-crime lounged like she owned the whole place on a metal cot in the center. Clara hummed a faint little tune and shone with this mischievous glint because she played around with a thread that had slipped loose on the prison-issued uniform. This looks very calm and at ease for the person with absolutely no cards anymore. Dolores had seen the look before it always spelled out trouble.You're thinking too hard, Dolores," Clara said, her voice piercing the silence. "You'll wrinkle your face up."Dolores let out a deep breath and leaned against the wall again, trying to calm herself. "Just wondering how long it'll take before you dig your own grave this time.Clara laughed, the sound echoing mockingly. "You really think I'd be here if I didn'
Clara was loaded into the patrol car under the watchful eyes of Morales and his team. Her wrists were shackled, and her wounded arm was now properly bandaged by paramedics, but the restraints around her torso ensured she couldn’t move freely. Her face, pale and gaunt, was set in an expression of cold defiance. Morales sat across from her, his eyes locked on her as the vehicle made its way to the station."You've lost, Clara," Morales said, his voice measured but firm. "You're going away for a long time. Whatever you think you've planned, it ends here."Clara tilted her head, a faint smirk playing on her lips. "You think bars can hold me, Morales? You're more naive than I thought."He pulled forward, grinding his jaw hard. "It isn't a game, either. You threatened an innocent family. And you are going to pay for what you've done."Clara let out a small, rumbling laugh at the observation, her voice cracked. "Innocent? You're far from clue what you are supporting. The Thompsons aren't hol
Benedict's icy glare felt like a winter storm, chilling Sabrina to her core. Her heart raced with a mix of fear and heartbreak as she faced him. He was Benedict Thompson, the only heir to the Thompson estates, a man known more for his wild ways than for his business brilliance. At a young age, he became a billionaire and led BMX Estates, a huge architectural firm. Now, he paced angrily in his family’s luxurious living room, each step echoing the thick tension in the air.“Last night, you seduced me,” he spat, his voice sharp and filled with anger. “What trick did you use to make my mother force me into this marriage?”Sabrina welled up with tears, trying to find the right words. She had never seen him like this; in pain and disbelief."I... I didn’t trick you," she stammered, her voice trembling. "I've liked you since we were kids. That’s all."His harsh laugh cut through her, deepening his rage. “You think I would believe that? The wedding, everything—it’s just a trap, isn’t it?”“I’...
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