Man Forced To Wear Dress

Everyone in New York knew that Don Lorenzo Capone loved his wife dearly. At the height of our love, he shielded me from a bullet that went straight through his chest. The hospital issued eleven critical condition notices. I cried myself hoarse at the door of the emergency room. "Lorenzo, don't you dare die on me, or I'll instantly find a pretty boy to marry and have children with!" He survived the ordeal, and the first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to marry me. After the marriage, he ruled over New York's largest underground empire with an iron fist, but never allowed any woman to get close to him. On our third wedding anniversary, I went to his private dock to give him a surprise. There, I saw him holding a pair of twins, teaching them how to shoot. The man who could kill without batting an eye was looking at the children with eyes full of affection. The children's mother was Elena Tribbiani, the daughter of an arms dealer who was his equal. "Lorenzo, what if Vivian finds out?" Lorenzo dismissed it casually. "A fragile porcelain doll like her is only fit to be displayed in a glass case. Only a she-wolf like you is worthy of bearing my family's cubs." It turned out, what I thought was true love was merely a carefully-woven lie. I did not confront him. Instead, I sent a text message to an FBI special agent. "Agent Smith, I have a list of the arms deal you’re investigating."

Their marriage was happened based on an arranged marriage between two families. However, it did not mean there was no love between them because the feeling had been there for long before the marriage held. Helena knew very well that both Aaron's and her grandfather had arranged a marriage for them. She did not realize that Aaron flatly rejected the idea and seemed to hate whoever the girl he would marry. Love did exist between the two, without Aaron knowing who Helena was. And by the time they finally found out the truth, it turned out that love could not beat their respective egos that felt betrayed by each other. However, they must hold the marriage because this was their grandfathers' promise to bond their friendship stronger. What was the following story of Helena and Aaron? Were they happy in their marriage?

When I'm at the hospital for a prenatal checkup, I find out that the husband of the woman sitting beside me is Rupert Hensley, a renowned businessman. It's such a coincidence. Rupert is my husband, too. As we chat, I learn that her husband isn't with her because he's out of town for a meeting. This is even more coincidental—my husband is also out of town for a meeting. After a long silence, I decide to get an abortion instead of going for my prenatal checkup. It's only when I later ask for a divorce that I remember he and I never registered our marriage in the first place.

Lucia Garcia has spent her life hiding bruises—both on her skin and in her heart, trapped under the thumb of her abusive stepfather. Lucia is thrust into a dangerous world when her stepfather drags her to a lavish party hosted by Lorenzo, the ruthless Mafia King who rules the city with an iron fist. When Lucia accidentally witnesses Lorenzo execute a man, she finds herself at his mercy, her fate hanging in the balance. Lorenzo: "The moment I set eyes on you, you became mine!"

BLURB “No please. Stop. Its paining so much. Please take it out. Please I beg you. Take it out. I will die.” I cried and screamed at the top of my voice. My palms pushing against his chest trying to stop him at least for a second. Seizing my hands with one hand above my head and grabbing my jaw with another, his fingers dug into my skin making my lips to pout, he whispered “Do you think I care?” and started thrusting inside me with renewed force. His each and every thrust earned a high pitch scream and endless flow of tears from me. But I knew he was enjoying it. Isn’t that the reason he married me??? So that he can give me endless pain and make me suffer. Well, he succeeded, with that I let the darkness consume me to escape the unbearable pain. ……………………………………………………………………………………………………. A mafia leader hell bent on taking revenge and a fierce mafia heiress never bending to anyone’s will. She was never meant to be for his world. And he was never meant to be for anyone. Then their worlds collided. He hated her with passion and she despised him with every cell of her body. And they both vowed to destroy each other.

How could one escape a monster, when one has already been claimed? Fedora has done everything to prove that she can rule the pack as the Alpha of her pack, but all her plans are shattered when she is forced to attend the annual mate hunt and the ball. What could go wrong at a mate hunt, right? Well, anything can happen especially when it is held in rogue territory. But what’s worse is when she discovers that her mate is the most ruthless Alpha of the entire continent. “I refuse to be bound by a weakness and seen as only a commodity; I’ve never fallen victim to the superiors of my world than alone to fall for someone as heartless as Lorcan. Love is a delusion that I control.”

Katy neither wants to fall in love nor to get married. But she wanted a child. Son of you must have a perfect genetic code. Kevin William is a rich billionaire and a high-class werewolf. He is fully qualified become the father of her child. After seven years of planning, she will definitely get Kevin's sperm. At last, she was successful. But god, why isn't she pregnant yet? She always dreamed of her first time with him. It's okay, she won't give up. The first plan failed, she will continue to direct acting for the second plan.

" EVEN IF YOU ARE MARRIED TO ANOTHER MAN. EVEN IF YOU GAVE BIRTH TO ANOTHER MAN'S CHILD. I DON'T CARE. EVEN ANYTHING COMES IN BETWEEN OUR LIFE AND DISTURBS US. I DON'T CARE. I WILL JUST DESTROY IT WHOEVER MAY BE IT. THOSE WHO DESTROY OUR HAPPINESS WILL MEET THE HELL. YOU ARE MEANT TO BE MINE, BABY GIRL. AND I MEANT TO BE YOURS." he roars as he looks at his baby girl whose hands were handcuffed. " L-leave me. I j-just don't know who are you." the woman sobs. "DON'T KNOW WHO AM I. YOU FORGOT OUR TWO YEARS OF LOVE. YOU MADE ME SEARCH FOR YOU FOR FOUR YEARS LIKE A PSYCHO. YOU STILL DON'T KNOW WHO AM I " he roars as he pushes everything to the ground. He stops and looks at his baby girl who got scared by his action. He relaxes and bends down and caresses her. " HEREAFTER WE CAN LIVE OUR LIFE TOGETHER. I KILLED EVERYONE WHO PLANNED TO DESTROY OUR HAPPINESS. IT'S JUST YOU AND ME" He speaks as softly as he can. But she avoids him and his touch. Before he loses his temper. He heads out of the room.

Each time my husband touches my body, I lose my control. When he puts his lips on mine, I burn in passion and I want him to keep loving me like this. when his rough fingers touch my curvy body, I become restless, and moan his name, but He does not take my name but his ex's name. My name is Jasmine Smith, the secret wife of Asia's biggest mafia king Eric Varghese. It is said that Eric Varghese is a psycho. He took the life of his lover with his own hands, just because she attempted to escape from his prison. Who would to get close to a devil like him? He left me no other choice for the sake of that 4-year-old innocent girl, Ryle Who was imprisoned in that monster's house. In order to save her I willingly married this monster. Rumours fly about his cruelty, especially towards the women in his life but I'm his possession now. His secrets might hold the key to my past but at what cost?

"I, Alec Tawr of Lunar Crest pack, reject you, Elara Wildewood, of Lunar Crest pack," he utters, his voice cutting through the silence. The words sear into my soul, and my heart shatters, broken pieces scattering within me. The pain consumes me, wrapping its icy tendrils around my spirit. “Why?” I ask, letting out a painful cry as my knees give away and I collapse to the floor. Does he think that I agreed to marry Prince Magnus willingly? That I don’t wish to be with him? “Why?” I repeat. He blinks and I see him shiver as he clenches his jaw. “Just accept the rejection, El. Make it stop,” he says, his voice sharp and hard. I allow myself to cry, letting the tears cascade down my cheeks until I’m a sobbing mess. “I can’t. I want you.” He clutches his chest and I hate to see him hurting. “It’s not possible. Please accept the reception.” And so I do it. “I, Elara Wildewood of Lunar Crest pack, accept your rejection.” ---- Elara Wildewood knows her life is doomed when she is forced to step in as the substitute bride for Magnus Blackwell, the disabled and cruel Prince of Caelondor. After she is rejected by her mate, she has no choice but to accept her fate. However, after she's wed, she finds out that the truth is not as it seems and the grand palace of Caelondor holds a lot more intrigue and secrecy than she anticipated earlier. Trapped in a web or lies and deception, Elara decides to take control of her life and trains to become stronger. As she gains the admiration of her court, she also attracts the Prince attention's who will stop at nothing to keep her safe.