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I had just returned from the world's largest tech summit when my mentor called. She has always been like a mother to me. She told me she had arranged a marriage for me, with the daughter of a close friend of hers, Tania Jones. She was a rising talent in the capital's business scene, and a number of my patents were licensed to her company, forming the core technology behind their latest products. After working late in the lab, I changed into a carefully chosen suit and went to the engagement ceremony. However, I was stopped at the entrance by Elias Yates, Tania's personal assistant. He was wearing a perfectly tailored designer suit, every detail immaculate. He looked more like the groom than I did. "If you know what's good for you, walk away," he said with an icy smirk. "An orphan with no background should know his place. You are not worthy of Ms. Jones." I frowned and replied, "Does Tania know you are speaking on her behalf like this?" Elias let out a mocking laugh. "A kept man living off his mentor's reputation could never understand how important I am to Ms. Jones." There was obsession and pride shining in his eyes. I looked at him for a moment, then dialed Tania. "If this is your idea of welcoming your fiancé," I said evenly, "then perhaps my patents should only be shown to you on paper, right before I sell them to your rival instead."

"Are not you going to spread these pretty legs for me like you did before on our first night?"- his dark eyes spoke as those venomous words fell from his mouth tearing my heart into million pieces, his eyes roaming on my half body ditching every shame. I still didn't make any move, only stood there like a statue, clutching my hands on cloths as if my life depend on it and indeed it was, my eyes again and again filled with tears as I blinked them away, he took his steps closer to me, " What are not my little obedient ?" he again asked , his lucid stare burning my entire being, a smirk making its way onto his lips. His eyes sparkled seeing the uneasiness in my eyes, he loves to witness of my tear, my pain as if it satisfy his inner self, he was a monster in a human form. The chill runs down in her spine, she was feeling her legs are getting weak, he held her jaw roughly with his left hand and pressed himself on her core making her scream in fear, "Ryan..Please..." I try to plead, came it out at whisper, before I can say anything he threw my body on the soft couch bouncing leaving my mind numb, as I heard him spoke "Take off your cloths before I lost my each and every sanity, and believe me if I took lead you will done with your this life." *************** Mature content ahead.

Akiyama, Fumiya Harah is a Japanese who was abandoned in an orphanage by their Filipino mother. Harah grew up with her sister, Aryah in an Orphanage, where they were taken in by Rosemarie and Anthony Coleman. Jack Coleman's parents. Harah grew up in the Coleman family and Jack fell in love with Harah. Later their love for each other developed and became even closer to each other. Later on, they decided to get married. That's why on the very day of Harah and Jack's wedding, Harah was sabotaged by her sister, Aryah. She added an Aphrodisiac to Harah's water and drank it then due to the effect of the Aphrodisiac. Harah went into the wrong room. Aryah makes herself an unknown sender and she deliver the photos and videos she took at the Coleman Mansion and pretended to be innocent. Jack's entire clan hated Harah and banished her. Aryah stole Jack from Harah. When Harah was expelled from the Coleman's Abode, Harah became a beggar, there she met her real father and his father helped her. Only a few years later, Harah returned to the Philippines with her triplets to attend the wedding of her sister, Aryah, and her ex-boyfriend, Jack. Aryah insulted and humiliated Harah to the core as well as Jack's relatives. Shawn came there to save Harah with their triplets. Harah and other people didn't quite think that the man she was with that night was none other than Shawn Ezekiel Peñafranco, a hot billionaires. What if Shawn asked Harah for a marriage? Will she accept his marriage proposal despite the suffering she experienced just because of one night's mistake?

"Bend over, Mia, it's time for your punishment...." Mia's new boss tells her. Her body aches for his touch as she leans over the desk and waits for him to move behind her. *** Good girl Mia took a secretarial job in the big city after her mother dies, hoping to make a new start. When she meets her boss, Sam, she realizes she's not actually his secretary. She's his toy. And even though she's a virgin (at first!) she finds that she really likes the way he taunts and teases her. When he finally starts to touch her, it sets her core ablaze with a fire only he can extinguish. But then, there's his twin brother, Beau, the sweet man who got her the job to begin with. It's clear that Beau has caught feelings for her, and Mia likes him, too. In fact, he's everything she's ever wanted in a man. Clearly, she can't have them both, though, so eventually, she will have to choose. Will she continue to work as Sam's secretary, knowing she's nothing more than a play thing to him? Or will she give Beau her heart and find a new job so they can be together? Shared by the Sexy Billionaire Twins is an erotic romance with explicit scenes, some bondage, and some punishment. For mature audiences only. Previously published on another platform as Her Sexy Billionaire Boss.

Dressed in white, rose in hand and waiting for her husband at the aisle for more than an hour was never the kind of scene Stephanie Clark had ever thought about when fantasising what her dream wedding would be like. Hours passed, and unable to bear the murmurings anymore, she strode out of the wedding hall, and went straight to the groom’s prep room, expecting to find her soon to be husband with probably his groom's men. What she would have never expected was finding him deep inside her stepsister. She’s devastated and humiliated. Burning with the ache of rage, she turned around and grabbed the very first man she saw outside. To add to her list of unexpected situations for the day, the moment she pulled away, she realised the man she kissed was none other than her groom’s elder brother who was rumoured to be callously handsome, ruthless to the core, and worse, incapable of fathering children. She goes to a club to drink her sorrows away, only to end up in Zane's bed. Vengeance meets opportunity, Stephanie Clark and Zane Wright make a deal: he’ll give her everything she needs for revenge, wealth enough to vanish and start over but only if she gives him the one thing he wants most, an heir. Zane doesn't make it easy. He sets down five rules. No affection. No questions. No betrayal. No disobedience. No forgetting or deviating from the aim. It was all supposed to be easy. But when desire burns between them, what happens when one of the rules is broken?

My name is Kemira, and I am an omega. I was blamed for my Luna’s death as a wolf-less pup. My true mate turned out to be the Alpha’s son who rejected me instantly. Now, I am bound to the former Alpha’s sick, twisted games and torture. As penance for my sins. When the Lycan King arrives, he finds me chained and beaten. Though he refuses the bond, he can’t deny our connection. Can he? .... “Oh goddess!” I moan as my heat surges. “What is it? More pain?” He asks as I take his hand, moving it to my pulsating core. I need his touch. “Kemira, I can’t.” He fights his lycan as I grind on his hand in the ice bath. “Please. I need you.” I beg him and his lycan. “Takoa.” His hand slides down my stomach. The coolness contrasts against my burning heat. His fingers slide between my wet folds. Circling my nub. “Yes… goddess, yes!” I moan as his pace quickens. He slides a thick finger inside me. “More. Please.” I moan. He adds a second finger. Feeling my p8ssy stretch. Trying to take him. “You feel so good, baby.” He whispers, stroking me faster. I grip the tub as his free hand massages then squeezes my n9pple. I gasp arching into him. “Takoa!” I moan falling apart. He doesn’t stop until I collapse against him. He pulls his fingers from my core and licks them clean. “So delicious” He whispers.

On the eve of the National Robotics Championship, I smashed my carefully designed bot to pieces and announced my withdrawal. Everyone said I was a fraud who was quitting out of fear of being exposed. Online, the netizens mocked me relentlessly. Only one person, Adrian Cross, the so-called genius of the century, spoke up in my defense, his voice dripping with false sincerity, "I believe in River Lowell’s skills. Only he deserves to be my opponent. No matter what setbacks he’s facing, I hope he comes back to the arena and proves himself." In my previous life, the robot I built was identical to his. No matter how I tried to prove he had copied me, Adrian stood before the cameras, wearing his benevolent mask, and said, "It’s fine. This robot can go to River. I can always build something even better." His fans swarmed me, tearing me apart online, and no one believed in my talent. I swallowed the humiliation and vowed to rebuild my robot from scratch. However, when I was assembling it, the Power Core in my kit exploded, shattering my skull. That same night, I was rushed into the ICU. Netizens clapped and cheered, saying I got exactly what I deserved. That night, my girlfriend, Lila Hart, signed the hospital’s DNR consent form without hesitation. Until the day I died, I never understood how Adrian had gotten my robot’s data or why Lila had joined forces with him. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very day of the competition.

On her eighteenth birthday, Aria Stone’s life unravels when her fated mate, Alpha Logan, rejects her before the entire pack. Humiliated and cast out, she leaves behind everything she has ever known, carrying nothing but the sting of betrayal and the hollow ache of a bond that was never given a chance. With nowhere else to go, she crosses into forbidden territory, fully aware of the danger that awaits her. What she doesn’t expect is to be captured by Alpha Kael—the most feared and untouchable Alpha among the rival packs. Kael is not known for mercy, yet instead of killing her, he keeps her close, watching her in a way that feels less like suspicion and more like something neither of them fully understands. As tension between territories begins to rise, Aria’s presence in Kael’s pack starts to shift things in subtle but undeniable ways. Strength lingers where she walks. Control replaces chaos. And Kael, a man who has never bent for anyone, finds his instincts changing around her. Far from them, Logan comes to a realization that shakes him to his core—Aria was never what they believed her to be. And the mistake he made may cost him far more than his pride. Determined to reclaim what he lost, he sets out to find her. But Aria is no longer the girl he rejected, and Kael is not a man who lets go of what he has claimed. Caught between the Alpha who broke her and the one who refuses to release her, Aria is about to discover that some bonds are far more dangerous than rejection and powerful enough to start a war.

“She is our mate. We’d like to see who dares to touch her!” The words seemed to ring in the air, fierce and absolute, as if marking me with a shield stronger than any I could ever forge. In that moment, I could feel their possessiveness, their fierce loyalty weaving into a protective wall around me. My heart hammered wildly, torn between the thrill of safety and the overwhelming realization of what lay between us. That, and fear. — Fiona never asked to be different. Born an omega, she was left orphaned, only to be adopted by the Luna of a powerful pack. What should have been a blessing quickly turned into a nightmare. For years, she was tormented by four alphas—Jin, Lyn, Soren, and Kai—each stronger, fiercer, and more unrelenting than the last. Their presence became a dark shadow over her life, teaching her to live with her head bowed low and her spirit all but shattered. But when a scandal erupts, threatening the four alphas' status, they’re forced into exile, leaving Fiona in peace for the first time in years. The scandal dies down and Fiona begins to rebuild her life, free of their oppressive influence. Until one day, a revelation shakes her to the core—a destiny she never wanted, one that intertwines her with the very men she despises: she is their mate. Now, Fiona must confront the past she had tried so hard to bury and navigate an uncertain future with the four alphas who once made her life unbearable. Caught between hate, fear, and an undeniable bond, Fiona faces an impossible choice: accept the twisted fate that binds her to the alphas or risk tearing apart the fragile peace she’s finally found.

After getting married, I followed my wife to the desert to help build up a remote research base. After months of severe drought, I applied for 17 ounces of water just to wash my hair. But as station chief, June Sheffield rejected me without hesitation. "The water supply has to go toward cultivating the samples first. You need to learn how to tough it out." Then the next moment, I came across a new post the intern had uploaded on social media. 'Wanted to try an outdoor bath, and Ms. Sheffield approved a whole ton of water without even blinking! She even set up the bath tent herself. I'm so happy.' Furious, I went straight to confront June Sheffield. Usually cold and distant, she softened her tone for once. "Conditions here are harsh. If Morgan can't handle it and decides to leave, the base will end up even more short-staffed. You're one of the core staff members. Once the project pays out, your share alone will be at least four million. An intern like him doesn't get that kind of treatment." In the end, I swallowed my anger. That was, until the first-quarter project wrapped up. When there was still no movement in my account, I nervously contacted headquarters. The moment I gave my identity, the person on the other end sounded stunned. "You're just an intern. What project bonus are you talking about? And the head of the research department has always been Morgan Wilder." I stared at June's signature on the personnel registration list and suddenly understood everything. Without another word, I packed my bags and booked a flight home. Life in the desert was bitterly cold and unforgiving. This time, I was not staying.