Harry Potter Rich Lord Fanfiction

After being humiliated by her boyfriend at homecoming, Jenna Phillips wanders into the nearby park. To her astonishment, an old manor stands among the trees. Curious, she enters to find a ballroom filled with dancing couples decked out in gorgeous masquerade masks. Injured by the press of the throng, Jenna finds herself tended by the mysterious host, a handsome young man known only as "Lord Masquerade." Invited to stay, Jenna remains, little knowing the hidden secret lurking behind those seductive eyes - or the dangerous beckoning of her heart as she begins to fall for Lord Masquerade.

"Who are you?" She asked boldly, not afraid of the devil. "Someone who'll make you cum till you scream loudly," he smirked and trapped her beneath him. It was a mission to seduce him but the unexpected happens. ****Steamy book, you've been warned***

After a one night stand with a mysterious stranger. Evelyn Rosé, twenty five years old and mother of one, came back to her City to live a new life but under the fear of her son getting snatched away from her. She had a bad history with her family and her fiance but came back strong with the love of her son occupying her heart. But then she met her new cold Billionaire Boss who looked so much like her son and whom her son kept calling 'Daddy.' "Shush, don't call him that." "But he is my Daddy." Her son pouted. Raphael Theophilus the cold-hearted unbend Billionaire smiled at her son. He remembered Evelyn Rosé but she doesn't remember him.

Henry Sagaara Wijaya, ialah seorang anak penguasa yang berpura-pura menjadi cleaning service agar bisa menemukan gadis yang mau menerimanya.Namun, pada saat malam pesta ulangtahun gadis itu justru Henry dipermalukan hingga akhirnya statusnya sebagai seorang tuan muda dari keluarga Wijaya terungkap.

I married someone two years ago. From then on, I lived a happy life. Thankfully, I did not have to deal with a mother-in-law and did not have to work. I even got two hundred thousand dollars from my husband every month as pocket money. Even my best friends lived the high life because of me. But today, right after I got my allowance, I got a call from the police station. They told me to pick my husband up from there.

Marco’s presence was overwhelming, his body heat making it hard to breathe. His dark eyes locked onto mine, making my heart race. “Why do you fight me, Sarah?” he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. I tried to step back, but the counter trapped me. “I won’t be your plaything, Marco.” He smiled, a dangerous, seductive curve of his lips. “Is that so?” He pulled me close, his hand burning through my dress. His lips brushed my neck, sending shivers down my spine. “I think you like this more than you admit.” I wanted to resist, but when his mouth claimed mine, I melted into the kiss, my body betraying me. Every touch ignited a fire I couldn’t control. When he pulled back, his eyes were full of desire. “You can’t deny what’s between us, Sarah” Sarah’s simple life turns dark when she catches the eye of dangerous mob boss, Marco De Luca. To settle her father’s debt, Marco forces her into an arranged relationship. Sarah fights to resist his control, but their fiery clashes spark undeniable passion.

The story of a girl who was forced to marry a paralazed son of the Haydenon a sick bed but fell in love with him and helped him healed.

Akala ni Alexia simple lang ang buhay niya chismosa sa umaga, barista sa hapon, at certified marites sa gabi. Pero isang araw, sa kalagitnaan ng kanyang “tampo moment” sa Jollibee, biglang nagpakita ang isang lalaking naka-three-piece suit, may hawak na kontrata… at may sinasabing siya raw ang legal na tagapag-alaga niya? Siya si Julian Alarcon. Billionaryo. CEO. Cold-hearted. At oo ang Ninong niyang matagal nang nawawala sa eksena. Pero teka, bakit parang hindi pang-Ninong ang mga titig niya? Bakit parang may sariling buhay ang mga kilig sa katawan ni Alexia? At bakit siya sinusundo ng limousine papunta sa isang mansyon kung saan ayaw siya pakawalan ng gwapong “Ninong” na ito? Ang problema? Makulit si Alexia, madaldal, at walang preno sa bunganga. Pero si Julian… sanay sa katahimikan, respeto, at walang ka-cheapan sa paligid. So anong mangyayari kapag ang isang pabibo at makulit na babae ay pinilit tumira sa mundo ng sosyal, tahimik, at super serious? Isa lang ang malinaw si Alexia ang babaeng kayang pasabugin ang mundo ng isang lalaking sanay sa kontrol. At si Julian? Baka siya pa ang unang mapusasan ng kilig.

“Don’t make me repeat myself twice, part those legs for me, Bunny.” His deep voice which always sends my brain reeling due to how silky it sounds, washed over me slowly as he murmured quietly against my throat. I tried to point out to him that there was no way I’d be able to do as told with his legs still pinning mine down, but the words died down in my throat when he sucked the skin over my beating pulse into his mouth. “Go on. You want to be good for me, don’t you?” “I— I do.” I choked out, letting out a breathy whimper when he wrapped his free hand around my throat and squeezed on it a little. ——— Forced to marry the ruthless mafia lord, whom everyone was afraid of at the age of eighteen, Sofia had no other choice but to follow her father’s wishes like a dutiful daughter was supposed to. While Luca Ricci only took a wife, because he wasn’t getting any younger at the age of thirty-three. She was the angel to his demons, the light to his darkness, the innocence to his sins… He wanted to protect her, since the moment he locked eyes with hers on their wedding day and saw the amount of fright brewing in it. He wanted to make her good for him, to mark her as his; with his handprints on her ass and his cum dripping off her face. To own her completely, to wrap his hand around her throat and do so many sinful things to her body. But he was the mafia lord, and danger just seems to be lurking around him, wherever he goes, and in whatever he does. He must protect his wife at all costs.

"Thirty million" I heard a male voice echo round the walls of the hall which silenced everyone. Who would bid that high just to buy me? "Thirty million dollars" the male voice spoke up once again, a young man striding confidently forward like he owned the very building with his bidding card raised up. He was eighty percent taller than everyone in attendance. I sucked in breath at his refined but cold appearance. His tuxedo hugged his body and showed of his impeccable muscles. His dark long hair was slick and let to fall, not a single strand out of place. He had the profile of a greek God but his features lacked warmth and empathy. His brown steel eyes burrowed into mine, a look of disgust on his face for me. "Sold!" the chairman hit the gavel on the table after a brief moment of silence since no one else was willing to bid higher. A wave of ovation took the hall, men chattering amongst themselves and whistling. "Get her ready and bring her to me" he pivoted and sharply ordered one of the armed bodyguards standing close to the podium. He owns me now. **** When a ruthless mafia lord bids for an innocent girl, can her innocense survive in the abyss of his darkness?