Describe A Villa

When her family decided to sell her to the Alpha King in exchange for the vast lands, and a Villa closer to the Royal family of wolves Althea thought that she sacrificed for a greater cause. Zed Greyback, is not only the most gorgeous wolf she has ever seen in her life but also the most powerful and fearsome wolf in all. But he only accepted her to indulged his father upon receiving the title of the Alpha King. Zed couldn't care less who's he going to marry and he planned not to touch someone from the low class wolves. And during their ceremony, she saw nothing but contempt on his eyes. Then she was sent away, on the farthest part of the land owned by the Alpha King. Left there for three years, and only saw her chance of getting away from their loveless relationship when Zed's father died. For the chance on a new love, she wanted out of her marriage from him. She thought it would be easy because he didn't like her, but when they met again things changed. And Zed doesn't want to break their marriage but in fact to fulfill it? Althea wasn't sure what he wants from her, she'd only sure about something, he makes her heart flutter even after being sent away.

"You want this right" I hear him say as he trailed his fingers along my thighs setting my body ablaze with his advances. The feel of his cold fingertips along with his long nails left a ticklish feeling as he trailed along my sensitive skin. I couldn't help but let out a loud moan as I felt him place his hands at the meeting of our thighs. His every touch was fire and I was willing to burn in that fire. -- Alyssa - He was a Beast. Vicious. Cold. Cruel. Scary. Dominant. Possessive. There wasn't a single bad word that hadn't been used to describe him. My parents had arranged for him to have been mated to my sister. If she hadn't run away that is. And I ended up being his mate. I was only doing it for the pack. Not for my parents, not for myself, not even for Jenny. Just for the pack. But I hadn't expected that things would turn out the way they eventually did. Rurac - I didn't think I had it in me to fall so madly.That's exactly what had happened with her. I had thought it was just an attraction. Something that would pass with time. But then feelings had gotten involved and before I knew it I'd been completely gone.

Ashley Brown find herself in love with his mafia stepbrother, Sirius Brown. They lived together as a step sibling for years, made the beautiful girl saw him as the hero, the man of her dream. The devil himself, Sirius Brown, is well known as a heartless, manipulative man ever. He kills every living being that goes in his way. Including to his baby girl, Ashley brown. "Baby... Why are you covering this up? Don't you believe me?" Sirius stroked the girl's hand, made Ashley trembled. She shake her head slowly. "It's not like that Bubba… It's dirty, I have to clean it up first." She answered. Sirius chuckled. He held Ashley's hand but the girl shook her head even faster. She didn't want Sirius to see and touch her wet p***y. "Baby, my innocent baby. Show me princess, there's nothing to worry about... Hmm? Come on..." Sirius kissed Ashley gently on the lips, trying to reassure her that it was fine, even normal and that's natural thing to happen… Warning! This novel describe detail sex and erotic scenes. It also has some bloody, torture scenes that may cause you uncomfortable. Please consider your age before reading. This is my original work.

My CEO boyfriend, Norris Chapman, whom I've been dating for five years, takes me to his childhood home to visit his parents during Christmas. After that, he proceeds to propose to me in the villa's garden, which was intricately decorated in advance. Happily, I accept his proposal. I wanted to wait till nightfall before telling Norris that I actually hail from a wealthy family as well, only that I ran away from home after fighting with my dad. But unexpectedly, Norris drugs me immediately after dinner. By the time I wake up, I'm already bound in ropes. "I'm sorry, Winnie. I don't have a choice at all. The debt collectors are about to show up on my doorstep soon. "It's your fault for looking just like the mistress Mr. Greven is looking for. Once I sell you to him, I'll definitely be able to clear my debt right away. "Since you love me so much, you won't blame me for this, right?" The moment I hear the words "Mr. Greven", I'm left feeling stunned. There's only one Greven family in the entire list of wealthy families in the country. It also happens to be my family. Could it be that… Norris plans to sell me to my dad?

After spending the past month working overtime and burning the midnight oil every day, I finally closed a business deal that's worth 50 million dollars before the company's annual dinner. My boss, William Lewis, begins giving away the end-of-the-year bonuses with a wide smile on his face. "The finance director helped our company save three million dollars worth of taxes. He will receive a villa by the river as a gift." "The head of IT led the team and solved various difficult problems. He shall receive 200 thousand dollars in cash." "Lily Lane, the receptionist, has always shown a great attitude whenever she greets the clients. She shall receive a Hermes bag." When it's my turn, I wipe the sweat off my palms before accepting my bonus. But upon opening the giftbox, I see three entrance tickets to the local zoo instead. "You must be sick of receiving commissions all the time as the sales director. Why don't you take advantage of this holiday to spend some quality time with your family?" On the way home, I dial a number. "Mr. Skylar, there's a problem with the 50-million-dollar contract. Let's discuss it later."

When my older brother, Ivan Goldsmith, gets drugged, I'm forced to strip down and use my body as an antidote for him. After I get pregnant, Mom and Dad tell us that we're not blood-related siblings at all. They then ask him to marry me. Ivan nods in agreement. But on the same day, he gets into a car accident after he goes racing. I don't mind him having crippled legs. In fact, I insist on becoming his bride. I thought Ivan would be touched upon hearing my declaration and that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me. On our wedding night, our villa goes ablaze. After waking up choking on the thick smoke, the first thing that pops into my mind is to save Ivan from the inferno. Unexpectedly, I see him smashing a vase right into my head. Before I pass out, I hear his icy voice. "You, Mom, and Dad have ruined my love life! I've given all of our assets to Vicky just to make amends to her! Since all of you have ruined my life, then you might as well die!"

I went abroad for three years to build a lab and save my husband's company from collapse. After endless struggles, I finally cracked the technical problems and developed the core technology. When I returned home with that breakthrough, I saw the airport video board plastered with the same impossible headline—my husband was getting married. I felt a hot, furious ache and took a taxi straight to the venue. … A woman who had cared for our household for years blocked me at the gate and sneered. "Who do you think you are, showing up at the Stone family's wedding? Get out of here, or I'll get security to throw you out." For a moment, I stood rooted, but then the bride appeared, walking out of the villa in a wedding gown. It was the woman Adrian Stone had once told me was dead—his first love, Evelyn Sutton. She wore my wedding ring on her finger and looked at me with pure contempt. "You want to make a scene at my wedding?" she said. "If you do, you're really asking for trouble. My husband, Adrian, won't hesitate to take care of you." I folded my arms and let out a cold laugh. "Adrian's getting married? Funny, I don't recall getting an invitation."

Von ihrem Vater verstoßen und von ihrer Stiefmutter schikaniert, sah Sophie Tanner nur einen Ausweg: Sie drang in die Villa des mächtigen Magnaten von Königsberg, Maximilian von Berg, ein und forderte ihn zur Heirat. Am Tag der Hochzeit entdeckte Maximilian, dass Sophie keine Jungfrau mehr war. Er war überzeugt, sie führe ein zügelloses Leben und sei moralisch verdorben. Nach zehn Monaten brachte Sophie ihr Kind zur Welt, willigte in die Scheidung ein, verließ das Haus ohne einen Cent. Sie verschwand spurlos. Jahre später kehrte Sophie nach Königsberg zurück – an ihrer Seite ein Kind. „Herr von Berg, ich habe gehört, Sie suchen einen Privatarzt?“ Maximilian tappte bereitwillig in die Falle: „Sie sind eingestellt.“ Gerüchte machten die Runde: Herr von Berg hatte keine Ehefrau und brauchte keine Geliebte – stattdessen umsorgte er seine Privatärztin wie einen Schatz. Ihr Kind, dessen Vater unbekannt war, behandelte er wie sein eigenes.

The day my mother brought her childhood sweetheart back to the villa, my father—who had already quit smoking—stood on the balcony and smoked through the entire night. Back then, his colleagues at the research institute all envied him for having a wife who was a CEO. They said he should have stayed home and enjoyed life—why work so hard outside when all he needed to do was keep a firm grip on the household finances? But my father never agreed. "Those things are all external," he would say. "As long as the feelings are still there, we'll be fine whether we're rich or poor. And if one day she no longer loves me, I'll leave with nothing and walk away alone." He never expected his words to become prophecy. My mother truly did stop loving him. Later, when she appeared before the media, arm in arm with that man, my father didn't look back. He boarded a flight overseas and disappeared from our lives. And as I stared at the photo in my social feed—my fiancée's hand entwined with someone else's—I knew it was time for me to leave too, just like my father had.

"Your husband is so wild in bed!" On the eve of my childbirth, I received a provocative video from my husband's mistress, flaunting their affair.In the video, my supposedly loyal husband, Max Jennings, and his mistress were entangled in a hotel bed, exchanging dirty talk and engaging in various sexual positions.The shock of it all triggered premature labor, resulting in a stillbirth that left me utterly devastated.Max, consumed by guilt, fell to his knees before me, tears streaming down his face. Desperately, he begged for my forgiveness. Little did he know, I had already uncovered all his schemes - the secret transfer of his assets, the signing of substantial life insurance policies, and the true cause of our baby's tragic demise.I clung to him, sobbing uncontrollably, like a typical housewife shattered by her husband's betrayal.But in the depths of my heart, a grim thought emerged: "Max, since you won't agree to a divorce, it seems that becoming a widow is my only way out."During this tumultuous period in my life, I met Luke Walker.The people in our town describe Luke as an angel who has fallen to Earth—an honorable and composed beacon of light. Yet, somehow, he took an interest in me—a woman scorned and deemed hopeless after a failed second marriage.No one understands the truth. It was Luke who relentlessly pursued me, drawing me deeper into a complex relationship!