Framed Into One Bed And Fell In Love Novels & Stories

Was she starved of affection growing up? The report showed she had a pretty normal childhood but her parents got divorced when she was seventeen, and she hadn’t heard from her mother since then. Could that be it? He couldn’t bother himself with it anymore. She was for the streets and it seemed all the other men had already had her– her pussy wasn’t the temple he had initially thought it was. It was a shrine, where every interested man danced around in. It was a glory hole where every thirsty dick got its fill and any loser with a screen found release. He was pissed at himself for even going close. He was upset with himself for believing the soft kisses of her lips. And he was angry his PA br

He threw me down onto the mattress, his heavy body pressing over mine. I struggled beneath him, but he pinned my wrists above my head — trapping me completely. “Scarlett… I want you now.” His voice was thick with lust. He reached for the knot of my bathrobe, ready to tear it open— CRACK! The sudden sound of wood snapping echoed through the room. The bed frame collapsed beneath us, sending both of us crashing down onto the floor. Liam cursed under his breath, startled by the sudden fall. I gasped, my heart racing as I scrambled away from him — finally free from his grasp.

The bathroom counter where our toothbrushes stood side by side like small soldiers maintaining the pretense of unity. Then I sat on the edge of our bed for what felt like hours, though the clock on my nightstand insisted only forty-five minutes had passed. The photograph lay face down now because I could not bear to look at it anymore. Those happy strangers mocked me with their ignorance of what was coming, their absolute certainty that love would be enough. I don't even remember falling asleep. One minute I was watching the shadows shift across the ceiling, and the next, the early morning light was hitting my face through the gaps in the curtains. So I thought. My neck was stiff, and my who

I froze for a few minutes, before I shakily laid back down and held the duvet to myself. What the hell? I mentally assessed myself. Oh my God! I’m naked! I turned to the other side of the bed but couldn’t find anyone on it. Unable to believe it…I moved the duvet aside and the shock of my state made me cover myself up again. And I felt so tender… So tender between my legs. Like flash…the memories of last night came crashing down on me…Drinking to stupor and meeting that strange man with a rose etched on his mask…it seems we had a little conversation of a sort and then we ended up in a hotel room.

I said, meeting his devastated eyes, "tomorrow morning, someone will take you to the quiet rehabilitation center on the outskirts of the city. I'll have people clean up that old house your parents left you. From now on, you'll have to take care of yourself." With that, I walked away without looking back. Behind me came Nick's broken cries, and Tina gasping on the floor like a dying stray. The crystal chandeliers in the club still glittered, but what they illuminated now was nothing more than the ruins of a party long over. Outside the doors, the night wind was cool. I looked up at the sky. A thin cloud drifted alone. 'Grandpa, I didn't let you down,' I thought. … News of my withdrawing my in

Tiffany squealed in pain, her whole body forced to bend forward. I stepped in smoothly, my right hand pressing down on the back of her neck as I shoved hard. Her face hit the solid wooden dining table hard, rattling the plates and utensils. Half her face was instantly distorted from the impact, and her curses turned into muffled cries of pain. The entire room went deathly silent. Uncle Richard's cup fell from his hand and shattered on the floor, while Aunt Patricia's jaw dropped open. No one had expected that I, who had always seemed quiet and bookish, would move with such speed and precision.

I gave him everything—my loyalty, my time, my love. While Noah Reed rose to fame as the NHL’s golden boy, I stood behind him through every scandal, every pressure, every sacrifice. Then he destroyed me in a single interview. One accusation. One lie. Suddenly, I wasn’t his girlfriend anymore—I was the traitor who sabotaged his career.The world turned on me overnight. And just when I had nothing left…Tyler Vane stepped in.The league’s most feared enforcer. The man everyone calls a monster. My ex’s greatest rival.He offered me a deal I should’ve refused—fake date him until the season ends, and he’ll bury the evidence that could end my life. I agreed for revenge. Not for love.But T

"We're from the underground auction market. Your husband took the photos from just now, so we'll just have to take a new set." My heart lurched. The men began removing their clothes and closing in on me step by step. They held my head down and forced a pill into my mouth. The entire world spun and blurred. From the next room, I clearly heard Julian and Vivian tangled together, their voices rising and falling. "Didn't you say we were just partners? Why today..." Julian's breath caught in a low sound. "I just want her to know she has no right to make a scene. She can lose me at any time."