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As a self-made billionaire, he has built an empire through ventures encompassing real estate, technology, and self-help book publishing. Driven by an unconventional desire to empower thick, chubby women, he devises a contest through his self-help book publishing company. The contest aims to boost their self-esteem and confidence, guiding them to find attentive partners. Little do the participants know, the contest holds a hidden secret—it is designed to train them as BDSM dominatrixes for a potential TV show. Amidst the carefully orchestrated contest, a remarkable woman emerges as the main protagonist. She possesses a captivating blend of confidence and vulnerability, determined to overcome her insecurities. Unbeknownst to her, fate intervenes as she captures the billionaire's attention. As their paths intertwine, a forbidden love story unfolds. The billionaire finds himself irresistibly drawn to her, intrigued by her strength and resilience. In her, he discovers not only a potential submissive but also a soul capable of unearthing his closely guarded demons and secrets. Will she remain merely his dominatrix, or will she become the key to unlocking something more profound within him?Their journey is one of passion and self-discovery, as they navigate the intricate dynamics of power, vulnerability, and trust. Together, they delve into the depths of their desires, challenging societal norms and their own preconceived notions of love and intimacy. As their connection deepens, they confront their pasts, facing their darkest fears and insecurities. In the process, they find redemption, healing, and growth. The TV show project takes an unexpected turn, leading to a powerful and empowering outcome for all the contestants involved." It delves into the transformative power of human connection, proving that sometimes, the most unexpected relationships can save us from the shadows that haunt us.

A comedy of errors, that offers second chances for first love in this BDSM Mafia, Reverse Harem Romance. In that moment of embarrassment, fear and dread, I do the unthinkable…….. I jump into the black clad stranger's arms, and kiss him with all the drama of a soap opera. Yes, I meant it to be for show to avoid my stalker, but .....Let’s just say it’s not all fake when I practically swoon like the well-to-do British lady I’m impersonating. “Renfield tricked me,” I pant, pointing my shaking finger at the obnoxious blonde man, literally crying, this is all so hysterical to him. “Dracula's spell is too powerful. I can't fight it, go! Go find Van Helsing!" How did this happen? Nicky! That’s right, this is all my orphan brother, Roman Nikolai Cross’ fault! Ever since that tweedle twap jerk named me after the bad luck stray cat outside our orphanage, there is no end to the comedy of errors that is my life. I was hoping to avoid the so tragic it’s funny or so funny it’s tragic stigma with my second chance on life, but no such luck with his latest shenanigans.

“No solo eres humana, sino también débil y frágil, tan diferente a mi tipo”, gritó mientras la apretaba contra la pared. Su lobo aullaba dentro de él, pero lo ignoró por completo y la miró directamente a los ojos, donde se reflejaban el miedo y el dolor. “Nunca te aceptaré como mi compañera, no porque seas humana, sino porque no eres en absoluto mi tipo. Amo a otra persona, y ella será mi compañera”, escupió esas palabras con una rabia tan intensa que hizo que las rodillas de la joven temblaran de miedo. El alfa Eric había odiado y rechazado a su compañera desde el mismo día en que puso los ojos en ella. Haría cualquier cosa por sacarla de su vida… hasta que todo cambió la noche en que la encontró en un club BDSM, donde tuvo que disfrazarse con una máscara. P.D.: En este libro, los hombres lobo viven entre los humanos, y su existencia no es conocida por todos. P.D.: Esta historia contiene un alto contenido sexual, específicamente con temáticas de dominación y sumisión.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT‼️ This story contains themes of BDSM, including elements of dominance and submission, bondage, name-calling kinks (such as terms like "whore"), consensual rough play, and some scenes that involve violence. If these topics could be triggering or uncomfortable for you, I strongly recommend proceeding with caution or choosing a different story. But if you're into all this delicious chaos—welcome, and get ready for the ride of your life. Things are about to get wild. Enjoy! 😉 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Why was I thinking about his lips? Was I really that starved for attention? I couldn't tear my eyes away. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was just the sheer need for something to distract me. But it wasn't just his lips. His jaw was sharp, the muscles of his neck visible beneath the fabric of his shirt. He looked like someone who could make me forget everything. His voice broke through my thoughts. "Something wrong?" I blinked, shaking my head, forcing my eyes to pull away from him. "No. Nothing." I felt his gaze still on me, making me feel like he could see right through all the bullshit I was trying to wear. I wasn't sure if it was the alcohol, the heartbreak, or the way he looked at me, but suddenly it didn't feel like a mistake. It felt like something I needed. Without thinking, I stood, my body moving before my mind could catch up. My heart raced as I stepped closer to him, his brow furrowing slightly in confusion. He was surprised, but I didn't care. I grabbed his shirt, pulled him down to me, and pressed my lips to his.