Jada Rounds Nude

It was never Mila's intention to send explicit images of herself to her crush's father. The realization that her dad's best friend had seen her nude was a nightmarish thought she wished to wake up from. To her surprise, Mr. Williams requested another naked picture of her. But she couldn't comply. He was her crush's father and her father's best friend. How could she possibly act like nothing had happened when they were coming over for dinner? Feeling trapped as Mr. Williams cornered her. He used one hand to pull up the bottom of her dress and the other to grab a handful of her hair, forcing her to arch her back. "Please," Mila whispered. "Please, Mr. Williams." A moan involuntarily escaped her lips as she felt his erection pressing against her buttocks. "You have no idea how much power I hold over you, Mila," he murmured. "Anything I desire, you will give me, or do you want me to show your father the picture you sent me?" Mila's grip on the counter grew tighter as she pushed her backside against him. This was all a mistake. It felt so wrong. "What do you want?" she asked. "You, on your knees in front of me."

I’m the Vettori family princess. The only one. It was our fifth anniversary. A big dinner party at the estate. A waiter spilled red wine on my husband Marco, heir to the Rossi family. My best friend, Sofia, slapped the waiter. Hard. Then she was all over Marco, helping him out of his jacket. Her hand lingered on his waist. A second too long. I just stood there, watching. Sofia saw me. "I was just closer, that's all. Helping him clean up. Don't overthink it." I just smiled. Grabbed my glass. I went to make the rounds with the old dons from the other families. I would finish this night with my head held high. Later that night, Marco crawled into my bed, stinking of booze. His hands were on my waist. He wanted sex. I pushed him off. "The alliance is over," I said, my voice dead. "We're finished." Marco sobered up fast. His face went cold. "I'm trying to apologize here. You're divorcing me because Sofia helped me with my jacket?" I laughed. He didn’t get it. Not until I threw the proof of his betrayal in his face. Not until I cut him off from my family. Then he was on his knees, crying, begging me to forgive him.

Once upon a time in a promiscuous beach resort which has a prude and nude side called Hydrus Haven, there was a fortress owned by a mysterious woman named Sheeva Mae Corporal. She's known for her old-fashioned black temple dress na mukha at kamay lamang niya ang nakikita. Her behavior and super conservative outfit were utterly out of place against the backdrop of the said haven for n*dists. The fortress and its owner alone had been a pain in the ass of the Turkish-Filipino owner of Hydrus Haven. Walang makapagsasabi kung ano ang tunay na misteryong bumabalot sa kakatwang tahanan na iyon ng dalaga. Fck whatever those goddamn mysteries na kinakanlung ng beach house na iyon! Basta ang natatanging layunin lamang ni Hydrus Horizon Hugo ay ang magiba ang bahay na iyon na sakop pa ng property na kanyang nabili. Subalit ang lagay ay dadanak daw muna ang dugo ng dalaga bago magtagumpay si Hydrus na maipagiba ang tahanan niya. Paano siya magtatagumpay na ipagiba ang bahay na iyon kung sa bawat impormasiyon na nakukuha niya tungkol sa misteryosong babae ay siya ring unti-unting paglambot ng puso niya? Would he be able to undesired the mysterious woman incessantly or would he forbid himself from adoring the exciting wonders his heart feels for her?

Seeing nothing but the bare self of a girl in his kitchen, his thought suddenly went blank, even her grumbling stomach couldn’t get to him. A strange nude girl in his kitchen was something he hadn’t thought he would see in the next hundred years. She was weird, her long unraveled reddish brown hair was covering her face. Her body held, different old and new scars . And when she lift her eyes to look at him. The eyes was something he hasn’t seen before burning in flames. And a mixture of gold and blue. In a flash it swipe to deep sea blue eyes. The mop stick he held fell from his hands, leaving his mouth ajar. “Who are you?” He thought a thief had sneak in here, probably a food thief in his kitchen, but he ended up seeing something else. And she blinked her long and full lashes at him. Innocently. “Who the hell, are you?” He asked, his eyes running up and down her naked body again. He gulped down an invisible lump on his throat. What’s he gonna do? Her stomach growls. And she whined, giving him pleading eyes. He suddenly felt his knee went weak. “What are you doing here?” Was this some kind of nightmare, or what the hell was it?

The first thing I do after being reborn is dump my devoted boyfriend and immediately say yes to the obsessive man's pursuit. In my past life, my so-called best friend, Sarah Cole, bound herself to an app that could transfer all of my boyfriend's love for me to her. My boyfriend was Luke Spencer. The golden roses he prepared for me ended up with her. The hotel he bought for me suddenly had her name on the deed. The way he looked at me shifted from fierce desire to cold disdain, but when he turned to her, his eyes overflowed with the tenderness I once knew so well. When I cried and demanded to know why Luke had changed, he just looked at me with disgust as he spat, "We broke up a long time ago. Leave my girlfriend alone!" On my birthday, Sarah went live online, flaunting how Luke had rented out the entire amusement park for her. Fireworks lit up the sky behind her in a blaze of color. And me? They worked together to have me thrown into a mental hospital. They called me a crazy woman obsessed with someone who never loved me back, and in endless rounds of electroshock therapy and forced medication, I died in despair. When I open my eyes again, I'm reborn. This time, I no longer feel anything real for my ex-boyfriend. Instead, I play along with Ethan Grant. I find it funny when Sarah opens the app again, siphoning away every drop of Ethan's overwhelming love. I really want to know if she can handle it.

Elena didn't expect the drastic turn her life took in just one night. From discovering she was getting married, in place of her sister, to a mystery man, to bumping in on her unremorseful boyfriend cheating on her. Miserably, she agreed to take her sister's place. She thought she knew all what to expect and she prepared herself for it; a boring loveless marriage. Her soon-to-be husband was an extremely wealthy son of the Walton's but the rumors deemed him bedridden. He was also crippled and with a face scarred with burns. Elena thought she knew how their relationship would go until she eventually dived into it. Not only did the mystery ugly Billionaire turn out to be her worst nightmare and nothing like her thoughts, but he also had more secrets that would leave Elena wishing she hadn't judged too quickly. But there was no escape route for her now... *** His eyes narrowed as he stared at my nude figure, like a predator staring at his prey. "I've been gentle for you too long. And you've been a bad girl. It's time I mark you, and show you who you belong to now." "I'm yours, Master. I know I'm yours-" My voice was shaking as I knew this dangerous man wouldn't allow me to disobey him. I'm his bride as well as his personal slave. "I need you to prove it to me," he rasped near my ears while holding my hands to touch his desire, "Show me."

When Jeremy Sterling is framed by his rival, he immediately urges me to run for my life. "Save yourself! Pretend you never met me!" Despite being eight months pregnant, I leap from the moving car. I kneel in the snow for two days straight. Finally, I manage to secure a witness for his trial. The ordeal costs me our baby and leaves me with lasting health issues. The radiant principal dancer I once was becomes a frail shadow, gasping at the slightest breeze and surviving on pills. Later, Jeremy claws his way back to the top. He cradles the belly I fought through 18 rounds of IVF to have and makes a solemn vow. "When the baby's born, we'll name him Ryan Sterling. I'll never forget that you saved me." Tears of joy stream down my face. But shortly after I give birth, I overhear someone questioning him. "Mr. Sterling, this is Regina Gomez's flesh and blood. Is it appropriate to register Ms. Jenson as the baby's legal mother?" Jeremy gazes fondly at Carolina Jenson, who is holding our son, and scoffs. "When I was framed, she didn't even care about her own life. Do you really think she'd care about this baby? Besides, she already lost one baby back then. What's one more?" He shrugs. "At worst, I'll just break up with her. We never got the marriage license anyway." Outside the door, I clutch my aching stomach and turn away. Since we're not bound by a marriage license, this is where it ends for us.

Elisse Andres thought she had it all as the Luna of Clawstone pack until her Alpha husband, Harold Gutcheri, had used her so that he could take the position of the pack’s alpha. Feeling betrayed, followed by witnessing him cheated with another woman, Elisse’s whole world shattered. In her belief that her husband would come to regret if she would do everything to prove him she was more than enough to satisfy him in bed, however, it all became a nightmare as her sultry mistake leads to drunkenly sending her nude photos accidentally to the wrong man—and of all, her husband’s dangerously seductive Beta, Dominic Costales. Elisse’s life met a drastic change particularly when Dominic used her mistake to his advantage, and how Dominic reveals that he has no intention of keeping her dirty little secret without asking her something in return. With Dominic’s pursuit to entice Elisse deeper under his web, resisting Dominic’s pull had become too complicated for Elisse to accomplish, making Elisse got caught up in a risky game where Dominic dominates her entirely. Now trapped between her desire to avenge herself and their insatiable affair, Elisse now felt compelled to play with fire, and Dominic shall make her burn. “Let me fucking show you how it truly feels like to be wanted, Elisse.” Dominic said as he brushed his lips against my clit, enticing me to savor every moment and making me forget the fucking fact that I was actually about to make a forbidden affair to my husband’s most trusted beta.

In the neon-lit shadows of Novela, Isabella Hart, a red-haired outcast, is drowning in betrayal. Bullied at school and abused by her family, her world shatters when her boyfriend spreads fake nude photos, driving her into the arms of a mysterious stranger for a reckless one-night stand. The next day, she’s stunned to find him—Sebastian Wolfe, a smouldering history professor and Lycan—standing at her lecture podium, his green eyes taunting her with their shared secret. But her life is about to get even worse as Caleb Reed, a charismatic senior with a demonic edge, who hides a deadly mission behind his seductive smile walks into her life. Both men are mated to Bella by the Moon Goddess, their rivalry igniting a lustful, dangerous love triangle. As Bella navigates forbidden passion and relentless torment, she uncovers a shocking truth: she’s a half-werewolf Moonborn, her red hair a mark of a rare lineage destined to destroy the BloodMoon pack’s evil Alpha, Marcus, and his Beta, Veron—Sebastian’s father. With Caleb’s obsession turning violent and Sebastian’s secrets threatening their love, Bella must embrace her powers to survive kidnappings, near-death ambushes, and betrayals that tear her heart apart. When her long-lost father resurfaces, Bella’s fight for her throne becomes a battle for survival, love, and redemption. In a city where werewolves lurk beneath skyscrapers, Bella’s destiny will burn bright—or consume them all. The Professor’s Mate is a dark, sensual werewolf romance, weaving lust, betrayal, and supernatural intrigue in a novel saga of a common human girl rising from ashes to claim her power as an Alpha in the werewolf realm.

People used to say Pierce Voss, my husband, also the boss of the largest mafia in Kingsburg, and I were the kind of couple others envied. He once lit fireworks across the entire coastline just to celebrate my birthday. He bought me a private island because I mentioned loving the ocean. He made the entire mafia respect me as the most esteemed woman in the world. He shut every woman out of his world so I would never feel insecure. I thought our love was unbreakable. After ninety-nine rounds of IVF, I finally got a positive result. I was so happy I couldn’t sleep the whole night, planning to surprise him at our tenth-anniversary party the next day. But instead, I cut into our wedding cake and found Lena Young’s pregnancy report hidden inside. She fell to her knees in front of everyone, sobbing. “Serena… I have cancer. I don’t have long. Please… let me stay with Pierce for whatever time I have left. Give my child a name.” The room erupted, with gasps, whispers, cruel amusement. And in an instant, the woman Pierce Voss had supposedly adored became the laughingstock of the entire Kingsburg city. The love I had been so proud of shattered like cheap glass. Clutching my own pregnancy report, I held back my tears and prepared to walk away with my baby, far from his world, far from the lies. But before I could escape, someone framed me for harming her. I was thrown into detention for three days. And in those three days, I lost my child. Pierce Voss lost me, and every last piece of love I ever had for him. No matter how desperately he begs later, there is no returning to who we used to be.