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In order to save her family from ruin, Seraphina Vale signs a one-year contract that sells her body and soul to the ruthless billionaire Kaelan Voss — the man she blames for destroying her life. Trapped in his luxurious penthouse, Sera must obey every command: attend elite events on his arm, follow his strict rules, and surrender to his darkest desires whenever he demands. What begins as furious hate turns into addictive, filthy pleasure. But Kaelan is not the monster she thought. As dangerous enemies close in and shocking betrayals surface, Sera finds herself craving the very man who owns her. In a world of power, obsession, and sin, one question remains: Will she pay the debt with her body… or lose her heart in the process? Warning: Extremely explicit content. Dark themes, dubious consent, possessive anti-hero, heavy spice, and jaw-dropping twists.

I was an orphan being adopted by a simple family. My dad was a driver of a very powerful businessman. My mom was one of their maids. She was in fact their lady butler. This family with gazillion bank accounts had an only heir, drop dead gorgeous young billionaire, Albert Michaels. He was always the talk of the news both in mainstream and social media along with either a popular pop star diva or a hubristic socialite with voluptuous body and kittenish voice. I, Samantha Reynolds, one of their servants had been stealthily trailing him since the day that I stepped in their grand top of a kind living room. His stone cold aloof aura as he stared at me everytime he caught me gawking at him made him even more attractive and charming than he already was. Till one rainy night, a magical or should I say disaster happened. Arriving at home late and intoxicated while I was busy wiping the glass tea table, he was almost dropping himself on the cold marble floor. Guiding him towards his room, his heaviness was weighing up my petite body. Till we both dropped on his king sized bed with me under him. His glassy eyes tingling my long time desire. His warm rims made me want to wrap them with mine. Till time stood still as the rain continued pouring engulfing the atmosphere with its coldness while him covering me with his burning libido. As we both reached the top, he called a name, ''Madeline!'' D*mn!

They said, being rich is perfect but for Belle it is not. She can have everything through money but he can't buy the one she loved..... Two years she worked as a maid. But her father's secretary found her and sent her back home. After a year at the masquerade party held by BBB "Is that Belle the Mins maid?" "She is the owner of BBB?!!" Anna almost fainted knowing that Bella's status was far away from her status.

Mermaids are known to have extraordinary beauty and dwell under depths of the ocean, living their own lives there. That was the very case of Blue, a beautiful mermaid who got her name as a result of her sparkling blue eyes and blue tail. The first 18 years of her life was normal as she was just like every mermaid in the ocean. However, her life changed drastically after she was falsely accused of murder and was banished alongside her mother. They had to flee to the human world where she tried hard to fit in. She got a job as a maid in the royal castle and had to serve in the Crown Prince's chambers. The Prince, who is a lover of the colour blue, gets mesmerized by her ocean blue eyes and eventually falls for her. However, his bethrothed –a Princess– will stop at nothing until she gets rid of Blue in order to have The Prince back to herself. In the cause of getting rid of Blue, she finds out who she (Blue) truly is.

Maharani, the ex-business man's wife, promised to herself to not get help from her cheating ex to pay their son's tuition fee. Therefore, she apllied job as a maid for Mr. Kusuma, a rich man who need someone to take care his house and his young daughter. At first, she thought everything was easy. With her knowledge and her experience as a mother, she could handled it well. But, somehow, she felt more like a housewife, especially when Maharani faced Mr. Kusuma. That hot widow likes to tease her. Could Maharani survive in her new job?

"Rhianna!! Rhianna!!" Gregory called her name but she wasn't responding. The woman he loved, but had shown no love to, was slowly dying in his hands. She was trying to save him from getting killed, but now she got hit by a powerful wolf Gregory Rufus an Alpha, the son to king Rufus the most powerful and richest of all werewolf, was forcefully married to Rhianna, his highschool friend. He had never showed her love, and now when he was slowly loving her, he was losing her. Rhianna Zereous the first daughter of King Zereous, and a silver wolf princess was sold by her father to be the wife of her best friend, and because of that she turned to be the enemy of her best friend, who never showed her love until death. How did she die? Will she survive or will she die? Will she ever know what it is to be loved before she dies?

In the VIP lounge of an underground casino, Maeve, the Falcone family's princess, had been plied with too much hard liquor. Fueled by alcohol, someone goaded her into revealing the most shameless thing she'd ever done to win over the Don. She swirled her glass, pointed at me dealing cards behind the table, and threw her head back with a laugh. "Seven years ago, when Declan was in a coma after a shootout, I took his private phone. And I deleted the distress message that bitch sent him. Every last trace of it. Then I replied in his name: You're a burden. Go die." "You'll never guess what happened next. That idiot stood outside the safe house all night in a downpour, like a stray dog. I almost died laughing…" The room erupted in crude laughter. Only the man enthroned at the head of the table remained silent. The crystal whiskey glass in his hand shattered with a sharp crack. Blood mixed with the amber liquor, trickling over the veins on the back of his hand before dripping onto the carpet. His murderous, bloodshot eyes were locked on me. I calmly dealt the last hole card in front of him and offered a clean, white silk handkerchief. "Don Declan, you should wipe your hand. Blood on the felt is bad luck." After all, some stains never wash out.

While I try on various wedding rings, my fiance, Don Demetrio Farese, who has tagged along, suddenly snatches the ring from my fingertip. "You already lost a finger, Lucia. The ring will look ugly on you. Carlotta, on the other hand, looks beautiful with a ring on her finger." Then, Demetrio fishes out a photo featuring him sinking down on one knee while sliding a ring onto Carlotta Rini's finger. My chest tightens. "What are you trying to say?" "Let Carlotta wear the wedding ring. You've already lost a finger anyway—you don’t need it." Pain slowly spreads from my chest to the rest of my body. For a moment, I almost lose my balance. The truth is, Demetrio's mortal enemy is the one who severed my finger by shooting at it. Back then, I only got shot because I had shielded Demetrio from the bullet.

I was a streamer famous for doing random, unhinged stuff online. And now the richest woman in Bayford wanted me to seduce her son. "Make my son fall for you. I'll give you ten properties. Houses, apartments, condos." For a second, even I thought, 'Okay, this is insane.' Marianne Jensen looked at me like I was her last hope. "Please. I'm out of options. Ever since he was little, I kept pretty girls around him. When he got older, I introduced him to every type of girl possible. But he's thirty now and has never dated anyone." Then she lowered her voice. "I think something's wrong with him. Like those billionaire guys in drama shorts. Maybe he only likes weird girls from the bad side of town." I just stared at her. Wow. Appreciate that. 'Did I just meet a crazy person?' I was about to say no when she shoved ten property deeds and a photo across the table. "Go seduce my son. If you pull it off, the ten properties are yours." I looked at the deeds, then the photo, and instantly decided to help this desperate but incredible mother. Forget something being wrong with him. Even if he liked men, I'd still make him fall for me. Thanks to Marianne pulling strings behind the scenes, I became the personal assistant to Jace Jensen, Bayford's golden boy. And the first thing he said when he saw me was, "How much did my mom pay you? I'll double it. Now get out." Two months later, the job was over, but Jace stood there with red eyes, crying. "How could you use me and throw me away? I don't care. You're taking responsibility for this."

Before I could shove my wife, Cheryl Craig, into the ocean, I turned myself in. The security guard frowned. "What? Are you saying that you're going to kill someone on this cruise?" I nodded. "It's 5:05 p.m. right now. In 20 minutes, I'll push my wife off this cruise ship. You need to arrest me, now." He stared at me like I had lost my mind. "You've got to be kidding! I've never seen anyone confess before the crime." He waved me off and started to walk away, so I had no choice but to start smashing things in the lobby. Only when the cuffs snapped around my wrists did I finally breathe again. In my last life, Cheryl was pushed off this very ship and fell into the ocean. Before I could even finish arranging her funeral, the police came for me. The ship's security footage clearly showed me pushing her overboard, but at that exact time, I was in a room with my father. There was no way I could've done it. I asked my father to testify for me, but he said I had already been planning to kill Cheryl for the insurance money because my company was falling apart. In the end, I was sentenced to death for murder. Even as I faced execution, I still couldn't understand it. I didn't do it, so why did everyone insist that I had? When I opened my eyes again, I was back to before Cheryl fell into the ocean.