Leticia Private Resort

He was forced to marry her as his father gave him no Choice he decided to divorce her within a year. He was unaware that the person he is gonna marry is totally his opposite. She is messy, she is outspoken, and clearly has no manners to talk to anyone and was thinking of getting rid of her ASAP. She was working in a private company and her routine was so tough that she never got time for herself. She was shocked when she had no other choice but to marry him just for the sake of his mother's happiness. But the person with whom she was going to spend her life was so composed and boring. She never has seen him laughing rarely smiling. He was so obsessed with placing everything in ​its place. And she had a habit of living in a mess. The more she loved partying and socializing the more he was reserved. How are these opposite personalities are gonna live together? Will anything except a fight will happen between them or they would ever get to know each other? Will this sour relationship would turn into a sweet one or a bitter one

Crimson widened her eyes as the tall sturdy figure stepped an inch close to her. With her face staring at his chest that was broad and looked like that of an athlete, she dared not look him in the face due to the mess she has created. " Kevin we can talk about this in private, I've really toyed with your name this much please don't sue my company, they had nothing to do with this, it was me who claimed that on my own, i'm very sorry." Crimson apologised to the cold looking man as she bowed continuesly. "Why should you be sorry? I didn't know untill today that I had a fiancee. Grandfather is asking when the marriages would be hold." Kevin snapped coldly, Crimson summoned up courage to look up at his face as she didn't want to miss the smirk that was plastered on his face. "You heard me right.. you've claimed me yourself why do you look like a chicken?" Kevin mocked as Crimson scratched her head in frustration.

“You don’t know how much I’ve been dying to hear you scream beneath me.” He whispered into my right ear with his husky and extremely sexy voice. I groaned as I moved slightly, hitting his dick lightly with my movement and he growled as he took my breast in his palm. “Then fuck me, I’ll scream all you want. I’ll do whatever, just fuck me.” I begged, he was no longer my boss, he was now someone I wanted to take all of my innocence away. ———————————- After being forced to quit her job because of her abusive boss, Hazel Wallace searched for jobs to no avail, soon she saw the opportunity to be a stripper. Falling in love was not included in the contract Hazel signed, she was just a stripper in his club and his private slut. The contract was to make sure neither of them develop feelings for the other. But what happens when an incident from the past comes in between them, threatening what they share? Warning: Mature content, BDSM, fights and blood.

Pagkatapos makasaksi ni Andres Cavellana, isang bilyonaryong lalaki, ng isang krimen. Sumailalim siya sa witness protection upang hindi malagay sa panganib ang kaniyang buhay ngunit ayaw niyang magkaroon ng security guards, kaya naman nagsinungaling siya sa kaniyang lolo at sinabing may girlfriend siyang former secret service agent. Pumayag ang lolo niya, ngunit may isang kondisyon, kailangan niyang pakasalan ito at tumira sa private villa nila sa Batangas. Samantala, nalagay sa panganib ang trabaho ni Andy De Guzman na isang delivery girl rider ng maling package ang maipadala niya kay Andres. At upang hindi siya isumbong ng lalaki sa manager niya, para hindi mawala ang kaniyang trabaho, pumayag siya sa alok nitong kasal. Ngunit handa nga ba si Andy sa mga kakaharapin niya pagkatapos niyang pumayag sa alok nito? Kaya niya bang pigilan ang kaniyang pusong umibig kay Andres?

No safe words. No limits. Just raw, wicked pleasure. Step into a world where boundaries don’t exist, only desire does. This collection of scorching short stories takes you from moonlit rooftops to steamy locker rooms, from public restrooms to private fantasies. Threesomes, breath play, BDSM, and irresistible encounters collide in explosive tales that promise to leave you breathless. Whether it’s a secret tryst with an ex lover, a scandalous game with an athlete, or a lust-fueled session in zero gravity, a fuck by the pool, each story delivers unfiltered, unrelenting heat. Wild. Wet. Wanton. You’ve never read sin like this before. If you’re not dripping by the end of each tale, check your pulse. Content Warning: This book is dark, raw, and unapologetically explicit. It explores the deepest, most tantalizing corners of desire, pushing boundaries and playing with power. For those ready to indulge in their darkest fantasies. If you know you don’t have a partner, don’t read. Haha, just kidding. It’s for everyone above or at 18 years of age. It will leave you hot and bothered, craving sinful things.

Sheikh Uthman Ibn Abbas is the sheikh of the vast Ikram kingdom situated in the middle east and Tequila Meyers is a call girl cum stripper who works her ass off to feed her baby sister after their mother abandoned them. Tequila is delighted to be among those that her boss prepared to dance for the young sheikh in his private room. Her joy knows no bounds when she gets a chance to spend the night in his bed when he offers to pay triple of what she has ever earned at the club. The next morning and the sheikh is gone after leaving a huge check that's enough to take care of Tequila for a long time. Three years later, Tequila escorts her dead best friend's body to his hometown in the middle east and she was shocked to find out the sheikh she once spent the best night of her life with and the father of her baby is the king of Ali's hometown. Sheikh Uthman is shocked to find out he has an heir and now he wants his baby back.

My dormmate invites me to a college mate's engagement party. I choose an expensive tailor-made gown for the occasion. When I arrive at the hotel, I see several of my former classmates are already there. Everyone looks like they're doing well—they're wearing expensive clothing. Someone is even wearing something from a luxury brand. As soon as I enter the private room, a familiar classmate rolls her eyes at me. "Look at who it is—the woman who was once the most outstanding student in our class. You're dressed so plainly for such an important occasion." Everyone is circled around the classmate who's wearing something from a luxury brand. They ignore me. Only our former class monitor clinks glasses with me and consoles me softly. "It's good enough that you're here. You're dressed plainly, but don't give up. You'll succeed one day." I sip my wine and smile. "My outfit may not be too opulent, but it's an expensive, tailor-made piece. It's 100% handcrafted by a master designer."

My mate, the supreme Alpha of the wolf pack, vows to be faithful to me for life. Yet on our anniversary night, I catch the scent of another woman on him. Later at a gathering, he holds my hand and gazes at me with tender affection. He promises that I'm the only one he'll ever cherish in this life. But moments later, I catch him outside the private room with his lover, who is wrapping herself around him. He's bragging to his friends about their thrilling hookup. It's only after the family elders whip him within an inch of his life with silver-laced whips that he finally begins to understand. When he cries out my name in his fevered delirium, something shifts. He's finally learning what it means to truly lose someone. His grandfather calls me, begging. "He's dying. Please, come see him one last time." I keep my voice calm. "That was his choice." He doesn't understand that some betrayals can never be forgiven. Not from the moment they happen.

“I need your help to fake a private jet crash,” I said quietly. “It’s the only way I can ever leave Luca Moretti.” People said he’d given up the Mafia throne for me. They called him the man who traded power for love— the heir who walked away from blood and gold just to marry a waitress from the slums. For years, he made the world believe in us. He built empires under my name. He sent me roses every Monday. He told the press I was his salvation. But love doesn’t always mean loyalty. While I was busy believing in forever, he was building a second home behind my back— one filled with laughter, toys, and twin sons who had his eyes. The night I disappeared, his empire burned. He tore apart cities, bribed governments, and buried men alive just to find me. But by the time he did— I was already gone. And the woman he’d once died for no longer loved him enough to stay alive.

"A hundred million. Take it, leave my son Eric, and never come back." Luna Anya stood at the entrance of Dark Moon Manor, looking down at me, her eyes cold and full of disgust. Before, I would've burst into tears, shaking, begging, "I'm not with him for the money!" But now, I just lowered my head and said quietly, "Okay." She froze for a second, then sneered, "You pathetic Omega. At least you know your place." Back in Eric's private villa, I asked Eric, "If I left, would you search for my scent? Would you look for me?" But he just laughed, pushed me away, and said, "Who do you think you are? Go if you want. I wouldn't waste my breath on you." So, I really did leave. But a rumor started spreading through the werewolf world. Eric, the future Alpha of the Dark Moon Pack, had gone mad. He was searching the world, desperate to find the scent of a lowly Omega. "I was wrong, Sera! Please, come back!"