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Comments and Followers will be appreciated. Do not think about it as being my whore, it's more like a job as you will be getting paid for your services.-Kyle. Kyle Hernandez, a billionaire corporate raider meets Nyla Garcia at a club. The two hit it off pretty well which results in him bringing her home with him where the two have sex. Kyle, who is falling for her, is adamant in keeping her around so he came up with an offer he hopes she won’t refuse, Nyla becoming his sex slave. Falling for him on sight, Nyla wants to be with him and getting this offer might be her ticket in. When she accepts, things started going haywire-getting pregnant, a big misunderstanding occurs and his mom coming into the picture who is set on making Nyla’s life miserable. Will this contract let them realize they’re in love? Or will these challenges break them apart? Nyla will soon come to realize that it takes more than a contact to be a part of the billionaire's life.

A homecoming banquet was organized for my wealthy boyfriend’s first love. At the banquet, he forced me to drink an entire glass of Whisky, even though I was pregnant, just to make his first love happy. My abdomen was in excruciating pain, and blood was seeping through my white dress. He kissed his first love in front of me as his friends cheered him on. As I was losing consciousness, I heard a cold remark. “Ignore her. She’s just a mistress. She won’t be able to live without me.” When I woke up in the hospital, I caressed my flat stomach and wanted to send him a photo of the medical report detailing my miscarriage. However, I realized that his profile picture had been changed to a photo of his first love’s side profile. He even blocked me again. However, this time, I did not beg him as I had in the past. Instead, I booked a flight ticket to leave the country.

After one painful and humiliating night, Mia was left wondering if Master Reed was just a figure that she dreamed up when she secretly discovered the world of BDSM. Until she collided with him in the conference room at her office building and found out just how real he actually was and he's made it very clear that he is going to be her Master. Reed bought "Bean Me" with the intention of claiming Mia as his submissive. A dream he'd had ever since the night he had picked her up off the sidewalk at his club "The Dungeon" three years earlier. Before that dream can come true, it is threatened when his manipulating ex-wife comes back into the picture with every intention of staying there. She brings a few nasty surprises as well that will leave Mia and Reed reeling and wondering if there is anyway their fragile budding relationship.18+ Adults only*Explicit Scenes*, *BDSM*, You Are Mine (Bound To Me #1) is created by Leann Lane, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

Kesialan beruntun membawa Raya, sang selebgram cantik menepi ke sebuah desa. Hingga sebuah peristiwa mempertemukannya dengan seorang Raihan, ustadz kampung yang menyambung hidup sebagai seorang petani. Niat baik Raihan untuk menolong malah menimbulkan fitnah yang memaksanya untuk menikahi gadis asing yang belum dia kenal itu. Pernikahan pun terjadi walau tanpa cinta. Takdir seakan menggariskan mereka bersama, meski harus melewati penyesuaian yang sering juga memancing ketegangan juga tawa. Dapatkah mereka bisa saling beradaptasi dengan latar belakang yang jauh berbeda, Raya yang serba modern bersanding dengan Raihan yang kelewat sederhana? Mampukah mereka melewati badai kala masa lalu masing-masing mulai datang mengusik? Akankah mereka akan tetap mempertahankan pernikahan yang awalnya pura-pura itu? Intip keseruan cerita Raya dan Raihan sampai akhir. Desain picture by Bing Ai Edit cover by CANVA

Three years of contract marriage, and Silas has been the picture of icy restraint — buttoning his shirts all the way to the top. Knowing he doesn't love me, I decide to stop lying to myself. But just as I'm about to flee with the divorce papers, I stumble upon a forum called Mischief & Mayhem. The pinned post screams in red letters: "URGENT! I'm actually an incubus. I've spent three years pretending to be cold and celibate so I won't scare my wife. But she just asked for a divorce and I can't hide it anymore... HELP: How do I win her back in 30 days without revealing what I am?" In the attached photo, a black heart-tipped tail is shamefully coiled around a suit trouser leg, its tip hooked around a tie. That tie — I bolt upright in bed. That's the limited-edition tie I gave Silas. My iceberg husband is secretly a lovesick male incubus?

Vanessa's knowledge of him was limited to his identity as an archenemy and a bitter rival who suddenly launched an attack on her pack. However, this same man happens to be her fated mate, and Vanessa was faced with two options from him: Either she mate with him, or watch him destroy her family and demolish her pack. His name… Lynx Vance. ********************** She doesn't know who he was, she doesn't know where he come from, but she felt an instant connection to him. His commanding presence, his tender touch and his charming looks made her wonder if he is a being or a god. That was the first time she saw him. The second time she saw him, she was left in shock and bewilderment. His name… Alexander Kroos ********************* Who will Vanessa choose between the two Alphas? If she chooses one, will the other accept to be mateless? What happens when two Alphas face off? What happens when a sudden pregnancy comes into the picture?

Jenny posted a picture of me and her brother, who had an intellectual disability. The caption? "Finally, a happy ending!" The comments were all the same: "Is this your sister-in-law? She’s gorgeous!" I simply replied with a question mark, but Jenny ignored me and responded to someone else instead. "She's kinda my sister-in-law, yes!" It didn't take long for Steven to call me, his tone full of anger. "It was just a little edit, do you really have to blow things out of proportion?" Half an hour later, Jenny posted another photo of her sitting in Steven's luxury car, and even tagged me in it. "We may not be related by blood, but this big brother of mine has always been my rock!" Steven commented. "I'll always be here." I knew he was trying to get a rise on me on purpose to appease Jenny, but I didn't grace them with a reply this time. All I did was like the post and file for divorce.

On the night of my fifth wedding anniversary with Sebastian Gray, he lit up the entire city with fireworks for me. All our friends kept saying what a wonderful man he was—so loving, so romantic. The kind of husband every woman dreams of. At the grand finale, the fireworks burst into words that lit up the night sky: Happy Birthday, Jen. Jennifer Kingsley was Sebastian's first love, his ideal woman, the one who had always lingered in his heart. Sebastian looked at me, his expression almost sheepish. "Ah, it's Jen's birthday too. They must have mixed up the fireworks." That night, Jennifer posted on her social media: "Men are boys till the day they die, always fumbling their way through romance." She added a picture of the fireworks, along with a photo of her and Sebastian standing close under the dazzling display. I liked her post and left a comment: "From school to altar—what a touching love story. When's the wedding?"

By chance, I stumbled across a trending post from our company's finance department while scrolling through social media. "That idiot in Sales. I just wanted to put my bar receipt under his name for reimbursement and he refused! If he won't let me claim it, then no one gets reimbursed! This time I'll make sure he learns what happens when you offend Finance!" The comments section was full of complaints and criticism, but the original poster didn't seem bothered in the slightest. The tone was arrogant, almost smug. "What's there to be scared of? Finance is the lifeline of any company! Would the boss really risk offending the backbone of the company over some replaceable sales guy? No way that's ever happening!" I stared at the all-too-familiar face in the profile picture and let out a silent, cold laugh. Blocking my reimbursement? Fine. This time, I'd like to see for myself what would actually happen if I mess with Finance.

After my husband topped the wealth rankings, he hired his first love as his personal housekeeper at a high salary. “Quincy, you hail from humble beginnings. I don’t want you embarrassing me in high society, so I specifically brought in Vivian to teach you the rules. From now on, everything you do must be reported to her for approval.” From that moment on, in public, I was the glamorous Mrs. Lane. However, behind closed doors, to even enjoy simple marital moments with my husband I had to write a thousand-word application seeking Vivian’s approval. Then, my adoptive father had a heart attack. I dropped to my knees, begging her to transfer me five hundred thousand dollars. She laughed coldly. “What kind of surgery costs half a million? Stop making excuses to pad your family’s finances.” “This isn’t a small sum. Write a 10,000-word application, and this time it’s denied.” Rage coursed through me, my body trembling uncontrollably as I spun toward Tyler and fell to my knees, begging him to save my father’s life. There wasn’t even a flicker of emotion on his face. “Vivian did nothing wrong. I know you’re still clinging to your old poor habits even after getting rich, but my money doesn’t grow on trees.” “This time, your father’s medical treatment will be put on hold as a lesson. Next time, don’t blame me if he’s kicked out of the VIP ward.” In the end, my adoptive father died on the operating table due to the delay in treatment. Completely disheartened, I finally asked Tyler for a divorce.