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Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. The story contains explicit adult content of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. Xoxo. Beg me to take you," he murmured. His voice was rough, reverberating through my bones. "Beg me to bend you over that couch and fuck you." The words were out of my mouth before I could think about them. "Oh, yes," I whispered. "Please." He paused. Then, to my everlasting dismay, he pulled back, removing his hand from my pants and leaving a wet, cold trail behind. A deep chuckle rumbled through his chest, turning my knees to pudding. "No," he said. It took a second to register. "What?" I cried. "Why? You asked me to... why?" And he laughed. He laughed at me.

Elara has always believed that love would bring happiness, but when her boyfriend denies her pregnancy and betrays her by marrying her best friend, she is left with nothing but heartbreak. Pregnant and constantly ridiculed, Rowan Nightshade, her enigmatic and ruthless boss, steps in. But Rowan's help comes with a price, and his intentions aren't as clear as they seem. Rowan is unsure if he hates Elara because of betraying his best friend, or because of her resilience when all odds are against her. Love and Loyalty are tested at every turn. Can Elara find the strength to claim the happiness she deserves while fighting for her children a d their future? Why is the cold-hearted Rowan Nightshade suddenly helping her at every turn?

After her mother’s death, Sussay Monroe is forced to live with the billionaire father who was never there, Marcus Monroe, a man buried in business, baby-mama scandals, and guilt he hides behind money. She’s just another responsibility to him, one he quickly shoves aside by forcing her to get a job. That’s how Sussay ends up working for Dominic Stone, her father’s best friend and business partner, a 48-year-old CEO with ice in his veins and blood on his hands when it comes to corporate wars. To Sussay, he’s just another cold, arrogant man who treats emotions like weaknesses. Until she starts seeing what no one else does. The exhaustion. The quiet kindness under the ruthless mask. The loneliness of a man who has everything and yet nothing real. And against her will, she falls for him. Dominic knows he should stay away. She’s Marcus’s daughter, the one line he can never cross. But when Sussay looks at him with those defiant, vulnerable eyes, every wall he’s built begins to crack. One night, she kisses him… and every reason to resist turns to ash.

He stared down at me, his dark eyes burning with desire. His touch was electric, sending shivers through my body as his fingers teased me, leaving me breathless and aching for more. "You want this?" he murmured, his voice rough with need. I could barely think, barely speak—all I knew was that I needed him. "Yes..." I gasped, arching against him as his touch grew bolder, more demanding. Every stroke, every whispered word pushed me closer to the edge. I was lost in him, in the way he claimed me without hesitation. "Who are you?" he demanded, his grip tightening.” "I am your dirty little slut." I gasped... A month after her dad died, she moved to L.A.—to live with his best friend. A man rich enough to own the city, and powerful enough to stay untouchable. She thought it’d be awkward. Quiet. Maybe even safe. But then came the night. One mistake. One touch. And everything changed. Now they’re caught in something they can’t control. It’s wrong. It’s dangerous. And it feels way too good to stop. She knows this can’t last. He knows it too. But the more they try to stay away, the harder it gets to breathe without each other. And if anyone finds out— It won’t just break hearts. It’ll ruin lives. This story is rated 18+...

"On your knees, baby girl." I looked up at him, lips parted. "You gonna punish me for wanting you?" His smirk was pure sin. "No, sweetheart. I'm gonna make you beg for more." ** He's the one man I was never supposed to touch. My father's best friend. Older. Ruthless. Filthy rich. Damian Wolfe owns half the city-and every filthy thought in my head. He's dangerous the way powerful men are: Quiet, controlled, and used to getting exactly what he wants. One night. One mistake. Now he's in my head, under my skin, and between my legs. He says I'm too young. Too off-limits. But his hands say otherwise. So does his moans. I was supposed to be a good girl. Now I'm the obsession he won't let go of. And the sin he won't stop tasting.

A long way from home and away from the men that broke his heart, Ashton has now slowly adjusted to his new life. He's gained some friends from his new school, and met Harry–a hot and handsome student that he doesn't want to be associated with because rumor has it that he is a gangster, but it looks like destiny loves playing tricks on Ashton because Harry asked him to pretend as his boyfriend. Ashton who's desperate to move on from his past decided to accept the proposal. There is one thing that troubling him though, Harry is always gentle with him and it gives him an odd feeling of discomfort since he's used to men treating him as their slave. The length that Ashton goes to feel the domination he now desire gets him into trouble that he could ever imagine and this time, he doesn't have the charismatic Mendez brothers to rescue him.

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I fucked the daughter of my best buddy. Now I have to safeguard her. Skye needs to learn how to swim in my infinity pool. That sounds like a great deal. And I know precisely what my malicious purpose is. Take her in the water with my hands on her curves. I know it's terrible, but she's as desperate as I am. Our affair will be our little secret. My former business partner, on the other hand, is out for vengeance. He's threatening to go public and reveal our identities. It'll wreck us both. So I'll be one step ahead of him. I'll protect her... even if it means marrying her.

Two strangers, Alexandra Davis, a country girl, and Derrick Johnson, a tech billionaire have a steamy one-night stand after being drugged. The night ends up leaving the both with scars that change their lives forever. Four years later… They meet again, Alexandra with a son rocks the cold world of Derrick, their emotional walls crumble and are replaced with love without bound. This time fate’s machinery slowly unravels the playout from the night four years ago, a playout that threatens the love they have for each other. Nothing is ever as it seems…

Augustine Knight is the man all mothers wish for their daughter! He’s nice, he’s rich, he’s beyond beautiful, and has the quality we’ve all been looking for- painfully loyal! Yeah okay maybe he’s a bit arrogant but you can hardly see that trait whenever he’s with his family and close friends because yes, you got it right, he’s a family man and a very good friend too! See, what a catch. Phew. The relationship he had with Evie, is something we all pray for our daughters to have. If you excuse the big misunderstanding, of course. Because that would make you call him a fucking pedophile. With P at the front and right in the middle. PEDO-PHILE. You can’t exactly blame the man when he asked his newly-married wife to give him back four years of his life, or forced her to cash her promise about their three (future) children. From being the lucky girlfriend of a billionaire she upped her status to ‘insanely-lucky wife of a billionaire’, but within a month it changed into being his worthless SugarBabyWife. *** Dig in if you feel like reading something that would make you mad, sad, or both. Don’t hesitate if you’re a fan of toxic relationship because I promise you, this, is the definition of ttttoxicccity. I’m the fucking mayor of this city if you’ve read Gay Sugar Daddy :)