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Nessa Steven is the rebellious daughter of a billionaire, living a life filled with indulgence - partying, defying authority, and pushing boundaries. But her wild behavior hides a deeper pain. She's been trying to escape her family's rigid expectations and the shadow of her successful but emotionally distant father. Her self-destructive actions are a way of asserting control over her life when it feels like everything else is decided for her. she just graduated from college, and now can do whatever she wants. But her dad has had enough. After a series of risky decisions, he threatens to cut her off from her trust fund unless she agrees to an arranged marriage. The catch? Her soon-to-be husband is Aaron Walker, a guy she bullied in high school - the quiet, nerdy, goody-two-shoes type who has always been the perfect student, following the rules. The exact opposite of her Aaron Walker, on the other hand, has always been the type of person who does everything right. He's working hard toward his dream of becoming a successful engineer to pull his family out of debt after his mother borrowed money for his father's medical treatment. But then gets a letter from multibillionaire CEO , marshal Stevens “marry my daughter and you don’t have to pay back the loan , and you’ll be given anything you want” now of course, this would have been a nice escape from all the debts he has on his head and focus more in college , but that wasn’t the case , because marshal stevens daughter was The one and only NESSA STEVENS, the girl who bullied and made his life a living hell in high school

"I thought you loved me!" He cut me off instantly. "Didn't we agree to run away together?" I cried, "Maxwell... I swear on my life, I had no idea this was going to happen. My mom planned everything and…" He dismissed me with a wave of his hand. "Cut it off, step-sister," he said, heading to his car. "Maxwell! Maxwell! Please don't leave me with that son of a bitch!" I shouted desperately. Anastasia, a recent college graduate, is torn between her forbidden love for her stepbrother Maxwell and her mother's demands to marry Ryan, a stranger. When she discovers she's carrying Maxwell’s child, her world spirals out of control. Trapped in a loveless marriage with a monster, she longs for Maxwell, but he's nowhere to be found. Just when she thinks all hope is lost, Maxwell's father steps in—but he's determined to keep her for himself. She's stuck. Damn it!

"You think you have a choice?" Vittorio squeezed my nipples with his hand and my sanity with the other. “ You were never going to be anyone else's from the moment I set eyes on you”. His voice a deadly whisper His words cut through me making my chest tighten with fear "You’re Ours, kitten," he continued, his gaze locking onto mine and stealing the breath from my lungs. "You will be claimed, used, and Fucked however I see fit. Do you understand?" "I... I understand," I whispered, feeling my resistance crumble under his dark, green eyes. "You will lay before me, Katarina," he commanded his voice a low growl. "Spread your swollen pussy wide, and show me how desperate you are for me to fuck you." Katarina Delgado was supposed to belong to another man. Sold like property to Mafia Don Giordano, her virginity was payment for a debt her father couldn't afford. But when her brother Mateo tries to save her and fails, she ends up in the hands of a deadlier monster: Vittorio De Luca, the brutal mafia king who cages her, collars her, and whispers filth like love. Now, locked in a war between cartels, Katarina is the prize. But not just for Vittorio. Valentino De Luca, his missing twin, has returned. Sharper. Slower. Unhinged. And he doesn’t want to steal her. He wants to share her. Together. In a world of cages, kings, and betrayal, the only thing more dangerous than being wanted… is being wanted by both of them.

You’re still my wife,” Morgan says, barging into her rented villa. “And that’s nothing to celebrate,” Marrissa shoots back. ***************** Marrissa Cooper's world was turned upside down when she saw her boyfriend having sex with a man she had never seen before, just a few months after he had proposed to her. As if that wasn't enough, their words cut her deeper than a two-edged sword. The next day, she got to work only to receive her sack letter from the gate together with her belongings. Shattered, she sought solace in the only thing she could find at that time: Alcohol. What happens when she becomes pregnant and is forced to marry the father of her child, someone she despises, and would rather be far away from? Read how the arrogant CEO was brought to his knees by his ex-wife. Enjoy this captivating,plot twisted ride with me.

“Freya you have to tell him the truth.” Anna tells me, her face creasing in worry. “No, I can't, he'll kill me, he'll cut me to pieces, you know him.” I place my shaking hands on my trembling lips. “He wouldn't, he cares for you.” Anna hisses. “Same way he cared for his ex wife before he killed her, burned her to the ground in her own home.” I grit out. “Those are just rumors, it holds no ground to the truth.” Anna tries to convince me. “I can't stay Anna, I'm tired, I can't live like this anymore, I'm loosing my mind, pleaseee help me.” “But you can't just run away, he'll never forgive you, and when he finds you, you know he'll surely kill you then. Rino hates to be deceived.” Anna says frantically before lowering her voice to a whisper. “Especially not when you run away with his child.”

I blinked behind my glasses, stunned and confused. "Did I...do something wrong? If so, I'm sorry..." "No need to apologize," Helen cut in, frost edging her cultured voice. "You've done nothing wrong, Tristan. Except be complacent." I frowned, feeling cold dread creeping through my veins. "What do you mean?" Vivian released a short, harsh sigh, as if disgusted by my ignorance. "Must we spell it out? This marriage clearly isn't working anymore. You lack ambition. I've simply outgrown you at this point. I'm doing what's necessary and best for myself by letting you go." Her icy words slammed into me like a physical attack. I stared at her lovely face I had once adored so much, now cold and remote, trying to make sense of what she was saying. Letting me go? Was she saying... Linda held out a crisp legal envelope to me. Hands shaking, I accepted it from her polished nails. The contents confirmed my worst fears - divorce papers, all drawn up and ready for my signature. My eyes scanned the conditions outlined within. The terms were heavily skewed in Vivian's favor. "This...says I would get nothing," I murmured in stunned disbelief. "No alimony, no remaining rights to shared assets or property..." "Naturally," Linda replied coolly, inspecting her manicure. "You contributed absolutely nothing of value to this marriage financially. Therefore, you should leave with what you brought to it - nothing."

He slid a paper across the table, his eyes cold. " Sign it." She blinked, confused. "Why?" "It’s our marriage certificate." He spoke as if discussing the weather. "I’ve already signed it. Your turn." Siya froze. **Marriage?** To a man like him? Her? A whore. Pregnant. She looked up at him, pleading. "I-I can be your maid. Do anything. Just… don’t hurt my baby." Her voice trembled, careful, trying to bargain with the devil himself. But Abhimanyu’s gaze was relentless, unmoved. His tone cut like ice. "I want you to sign it right now." Her heart hammered in her chest. "But… how… why me?" She stuttered, breaking. "I don’t want to marry you." She stood, defiance shaking her body. The word **marriage** tasted like ash, reminding her of someone she loathed beyond reason. Abhimanyu leaned in, his smile devoid of warmth. "You **will** marry me. Or…" The room fell silent, thick with the unspoken threat. **The world knows** what he is capable of. "Plea.se," she whispered. Her voice was barely a breath. Siya’s legs screamed to run. But there was nowhere to go. His voice low, lethal. "Listen to me, TweetyBird. If I can save you, I can ruin you too.' His eyes darkened. "Sign it. And you’ll be mine." "Why me?" Her voice broke. ************ Siya laid on the bed on her fours, her hands tied together with a handcuff as Abhimanyu thrusted slowly from her back. He changed their position making her completely under his mercy. As the sun rose in the sky, he uncuffed her. "Scream my name!" He groaned going faster than before. But his pace didn’t slacken at all. He had turned into a needy beast, who was ruining every ounce of sanity left in Siya. *********** ***********

I looked up, desperation rising in my chest. With no way to repay the debt, begging was all I had left. “Please... give me a year. I’ll pay back the loan. I just need time to find—” “No. There is no time,” he cut in, his voice calm but final. “You have only one choice,” he said. “Marry me—since you didn’t bring the money to clear your family’s debts.” My throat went dry as I stared at him. “It’s simple. Marry me for one year. That’s the deal. You want your mother out of jail? You want your father not to join her after getting out of that hospital bed? This is how.” * Natasha Williams had two dreams; to become a successful doctor and start a family with the love of her life. Everything seemed perfect until her sister ran away and bailed on her arranged marriage, putting their family in a tough position. Now Natasha was the only one who could fill her shoes and save her family’s reputation, but she couldn’t abandon everything she’d worked for. But when she catches her boyfriend proposing to another woman, her whole world shatters. Heartbroken, she had no choice but to agree to the marriage proposal. Her groom, Sylvester Manson was not a man to reckon with. He was the infamous billionaire heir of the Manson empire, and all he needed was a wife to secure his inheritance. Bound by a contract marriage, their fates are intertwined, but what happens when they blur the lines between reality and fantasy? Will they be consumed by their duty or passion?

Marley Benson is pathetic.  Not because she's a loser or because she's in love with her cousin's boyfriend. Okay, she might be a loser, but it does have everything to do with being in love with her cousin's boyfriend. It isn't Marley's fault that Luca Valentine has beautiful green eyes and a face sculpted by the gods. And so what if Marley is exaggerating, he's that attractive.  However, everything changes when Ares Abernathy decides to make Marley's life even more miserable than it was before.  She can handle watching the love of her life with someone who isn't her. What she can't handle is Ares' sharp words that cut like glass.  Besides, what has she ever done to make her the target of his cruel antics? With Ares at her throat Marley is forced to focus on other things.  Things that have nothing to do with Luca Valentine. Like why does her best friend seem to be hiding something, or why there's a giant dog lurking outside her house?  Or better yet, why is Ares Abernathy so obsessed with her?

DARK ROMANCE | EROTIC | VENGEANCE (Not suitable for sensitive person) " Don't worry, Cupcake. Everything is halal when it comes to us. " He twisted the hair string which was kissing her face. Sort of jealousy maybe. " Even if I f**k you here. " He patted the counter behind her. " On the counter. Or on the floor. Or the table of the shop, or the cash counter of the shop. My touch. " He was scanning her pale face when his back of finger caressed her soft and red cheek. " My desire for you. My intention towards you. Nothing is wrong.." Slap! After a hard sound, his words cut off and silence swathed the whole shop along with the kitchen. What will happen when her blind eyes see the wrath of his darkness? Will his obsession tarnish her soul? Will she see the color of the love she was promised?