~Sandra’s POV~I’ve committed numerous sins, and it’s difficult to find love at the moment. Although my mother and I get along well, being alone still bothers me. It slammed through me with the force of thunder. I lost the two men I had ever loved as a result of my foolishness. I didn’t think they’d ever figure it out. I was aware they were buddies, but I was avaricious. I desired all of them. Ethan was a gentleman. My first crush. I yearned for Javier to become famous and to use his resources. He is the wealthiest man alive, and I desired to marry him. He understands how to treat a lady in bed, which drives me insane. I desired it all and have now lost it all. I’m on my own with my daughter. There is no one to whom I can express my dissatisfaction. I’ve even caused harm to my own mother. I’m back in the spotlight right now, but no man has ever approached me about dating. I haven’t had time to date because everyone is aware of my tale. The last time I went on a date, the guy excused h

~Javier's POV~I was sitting in my office thinking about how much my life had changed in such a short period. I’m the father of a daughter. She is the most stunning young lady I have ever seen. All I want to do is keep her safe. She resembles her mother, yet she has my eyes and mouth. I thought I was in love with my boys, but that girl is the apple of my eye. He let out a chuckle. Any boy who came close to my daughter would be killed by me. I gaze at the family photograph on top of my desk, which replaced a photograph of a chilly businessman. There is now a photograph of me and my family. My lovely wife, I will not give her up for anything in the world. She bestowed upon me Xander, a carbon clone of myself, the twins Levi and Leo, and finally onto me, my lovely princess Sienna. Grandma gave her the name, and she explained that it was inspired by the Seine river in France. As well as the fact that she will excel in life, much like the river does. My personal assistant stepped into the

~Gabriella's POV~“Are you pleased with what you see, Daddy?” I licked the inside of my lower lip. “Are you fond of the pink little cunt who bestowed upon your children?” He grumbled.I splayed my legs out a little more.“Fuck!” He roared and fixed his gaze on me with such hunger. “Touch yourself, my fox. Play with your little cunt for me."I smiled and pushed my hands between my legs until my fingers slid through my hot pot, which was very hot. I bit my lip and fixed my gaze on him. I flung my head back, feeling extremely hot and needy. Pleasure surged through my veins, causing me to moan loudly. My sexual arousal had dwindled to a trickle. I looked at Javier, who was already driving with one hand and jerking himself with the other.“Take your bra off, my fox. Let me jerk off while seeing your boobs."I took my bra down and fixed my gaze on him.“Mmmm.” As he jerked himself off, he increased the tempo. “Gabriella, open your legs! Fuck!” I stretched out my legs. “You’re fucking wet fo

~ZION’S POV~I’ve never been a fan of J-City. The women here are lustful for power. For financial reasons, families often arrange for the marriage of their daughters. To be honest, I despise that notion. In the past years, my grandparents have been on my case to get married because they don’t like seeing me doing everything for myself. I’m not keen on the thought of sleeping with just any woman I’ve never met before. I’m sorry, but I don’t have time for women. Women are those small, frail animals who crave excessive attention. Regrettably, I don’t have time for it or anything else involving entanglements. I’m just interested in marrying Aya. This is one of the reasons I’ve been so immersed in my profession. I need to track her down. Although we had only known each other for a week, it was love at first sight for me. Naturally, I couldn’t bring myself to tell a sixteen-year-old I loved her. I’ve been looking for her for years and have yet to locate her. Right now, I’m in desperate need

~MAYA’S POV~I tossed and twisted in a bed I was fully aware could not have been mine. This bed had a pleasant scent. I was drawn in by the scent alone.“I bid you a pleasant morning, Mrs. Archer.” My eyes sprung open even faster than Thanos’. I took a moment to scan my immediate surroundings. I was snoozing in a gigantic bed. Yes, I’m aware that the bed is not mine. Wait a minute, did I just sleep with Mr. Hendricks? I witnessed the atrocity. In that club, he was the only man I knew. I shouted and yanked up the bedsheets in search of bloodstains, but there were none. I double-checked myself and rummaged through my underwear, looking for anything red. I stroked and pressed my hand against my pussy, looking for some sign of soreness, but found none. I locked my gaze on the terrified woman in front of me. Then I realized she had said something to me.“What did you call me?” The woman remained there perplexed, her gaze fixed on me as if I were a work of art. I shook my head at her and fl