Collar Drawings

Sarah Thompson is a fresh college graduate who is ready to enter the business world with full force. With her perfect records and recommendations, she thinks it's going to be an easy ride to getting a high paying white collar job. What will her fate be? what surprises life have for her?

" How about I burst your bubble?" With that I landed my hot fists on his handsome face, causing the Billionaire Godlike man to stagger on his feet. " Let's see who lick whose shoes then.." I smirked and pulled him by the collar of his shirt. "Kiss the floor I walk on, Wesley Cooper."

🔥 TRIGGER WARNING: Explicit sexual content ahead. 18+ only. 🔥 “Fuck, this is wrong,” he snarls, sweat dripping from his collar onto my breasts as his thick, veiny cock slams into my soaked pussy, each thrust a wet, filthy slap off the office walls. I clamp down hard, every slick ridge dragging fire through me, and gasp against his stubbled throat, “That’s why it feels so good.” Exiled to a small Italian town after a sex-tape scandal torched her father’s career, Lilith Black was meant to vanish. Instead, she strides into Saint Raphael’s in a white dress and targets the one man she can’t touch. Father Damien Cross is devotion incarnate—until the confessional booth becomes her weapon. She sees the killer beneath the collar and craves him anyway. He knows she’ll ruin him, but the monster inside is already clawing free. When ghosts from his blood-soaked past resurface, Lilith must decide if Damien is worth the inferno. Some temptations are worth burning for. Some sins are too delicious to resist.

For the nine hundred and ninety-ninth time, the system in my mind warned me. [Warning! The lovesick part of your brain is highly active! If you refuse to leave John Miller, you’ll die an hour later!] I looked at my husband. He was scolding me for the sake of his secretary, who was his first love. I once burned down all of my award-winning drawings just because he disliked them. I calmly gave the system in my brain an order. “Since the cause of the malfunction is the lovesick portion of my brain, I hereby grant you the highest authority to remove it. Do the surgery now!” An hour later, John stopped me at the door of the ward. His eyes were bloodshot. “Grace Stone, what are you trying to pull?” I raised my head and watched him coldly and calmly. “Mister, you blocked the light. Based on an analysis, this constitutes an illegal detention. Do you need my help calling the cops?”

Nine years into our marriage, Linda Chancers was constantly surrounded by admirers. She enjoyed captivating inexperienced young men, making them infatuated with her.I understood and accepted it while she took pleasure in it.We continued quietly like this for nine years. It wasn’t until the day I achieved success and left without looking back. That night, Linda smashed everything in the house and grabbed my collar, screaming, "So, all these years, you've never loved me!"Love?What I loved, what I wanted, was nothing more than status and wealth.

Después de tres años de matrimonio con Ricardo Montenegro, nunca faltaron mujeres a su alrededor. Cada vez que llevaba a una a casa, me regalaba un collar de valor incalculable. En apenas tres años, ya había reunido noventa y nueve collares. Cuando Ricardo me colocó el collar número cien, ya no lloré ni armé escándalos. Porque esta vez, la mujer con la que me fue infiel era mi propia hermana mayor. La misma hermana que desde niña me golpeaba y me insultaba. La persona que más amaba se alió con la que más odiaba para torturarme. En ese momento, se me murió el corazón. Esta vez fui yo quien se acercó a Ricardo y le entregó un contrato de compra de una vivienda. —Con tal de que firmes, te dejo que se revuelquen como quieran. En sus ojos pasó un destello de sorpresa; al final firmó sin pensarlo dos veces. Incluso, por primera vez, besó mi mejilla con ternura. —Cariño, por fin aprendiste a portarte bien. Le abrí personalmente la puerta del carro y lo vi marcharse hacia mi hermana. Cuando el vehículo desapareció por completo, solté un largo suspiro y saqué de debajo de los documentos… el acuerdo de divorcio.

When I miscarried due to a car accident, Aidan Brown drove past my car with his Beta. He glanced at the blood on the ground in disdain and covered Seraphina Gross’s curious eyes. “Don’t look at this horrible sight. It’s bad luck.” I tried to use mind-link to call him when I saw his car. However, he did not respond to me, and his car disappeared from my sight. That night, I saw the lipstick stain on his shirt collar and smiled bitterly. I felt pain shoot through my heart. I immediately understood what it meant. I called the Alpha of the Valoria pack. “Kieran Wesley, I’ve thought it through. I’ll join your company next week.”

"Look, chat! The rich guy who lives in this fancy apartment is secretly a pervert who gropes college girls!" As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, my neighbor Yvonne Shaw cornered me at the door. She tugged at her collar while crying to the camera. "Chat, this is where the guy lives! Just now in the elevator, he covered my mouth and groped me all over... If the elevator door hadn't opened in time, he would have dragged me back to his place!" The comments section exploded, the screen filled with curses aimed at my husband. But later, in court, when they saw my husband who had lost both arms saving someone five years ago... They were all dumbfounded.

Beautiful, headstrong Aria has one rule: never let anyone control her—even if it means risking her family's fortune. But when her inheritance is tied to marriage, she's forced into a deal with a mysterious stranger whose name she barely knows. The twist? He doesn’t show up to the wedding. Instead, a perfectly groomed puppy arrives in his place—wearing a diamond-studded collar and a note: “This is only the beginning.” Thrust into a tangled web of secrets and shadows, Aria finds herself drawn to her unexpected companion—and the deeper mystery behind her vanished husband. With loyalty tested, truths unraveling, and a love story unlike any other, Aria’s journey begins not with a kiss, but with a wagging tail and a trail of clues.

“You belong to me, in body and soul.” His voice comes out rough, thick with emotions. “Do you understand or should I make you?” He trails his lips down my collar bone, every contact sending fire through me. *** Freya is an Omega. Yet she disguises herself as an Alpha girl and attends an elite high school only for Alpha bloodlines. If her cover is blown, the consequences will be death. With everything she has on the line, Freya needs to lay low but soon enough, she catches the attention of a golden boy, Silas Bloodmoon, Alpha prince of their pack. Troubles keep coming at her, and she finds herself falling for the playboy. Even though everything she's risked might be a simple game of his.