My One And Only Watch

WARNING: 18+ ONLY‼️ Holiness does not reside here! Neither does it reside in the heart of this author, or in the contents of this book. It’s strictly 18+ and contains extremely explicit contents. For Daddy’s Eyes Only is a sizzling boxset of steamy dirty escapades with nasty, merciless, rough, adventurous Daddies. It contains, insanely dark forbidden romance, agegap, role playing, consensual nonconsent, homoerotic display, pegging and the likes. Your saviour may have been betrayed for 30 pieces of silver, you will betray him for way less because you would not want to be saved. Nobody saves you from Big daddy! If you can handle that, click the READ button and come in.

For Britney Aston, it was nothing but a one night stand with a good looking stranger on her last night in New Jersey before moving to London the following day to start a new life with her mother and new stepfather. But her plan to put the past behind her and start a new life afresh turns out to be nothing but an epic failure when the ravishing stranger appears in front of her again. This time, not in New Jersey but in London. Not as a stranger either, but as her new stepbrother!

It was supposed to be one reckless night to be forgotten by morning. For Yubi, it was an escape from a broken home, a mother who never loved her, and a past haunted by guilt and loss. She gave her innocence to a stranger in a club, walked away before dawn, and told herself it meant nothing. Four weeks later, her world collapses. A positive pregnancy test. A new marriage. And the man she can’t forget introduced to her as her Stepbrother. Trey De Luca is everything Yubi should stay away from, arrogant, dangerous, and heir to a powerful empire built on money and secrets. He doesn’t believe in love, doesn’t want children, and doesn’t remember the girl he once held like she was everything. Until the truth explodes between them. Pregnant with her stepbrother’s child, Yubi is forced into impossible choices, between survival and desire, shame and longing, silence and scandal. When a violent accident leaves Trey fighting for his future, lines blur even further, and secrets buried inside the De Luca family begin to surface. Power, betrayal, obsession, and love collide in a world where nothing is clean not family, not loyalty, not desire.

Dorian Ashford was the Empress' only son. From the moment he was born, he was destined to be the Crown Prince. However, after he fell in love with my sister, Celeste Vale, he decided to throw his title away and run off with her to live a simple life together. I could not stand watching him destroy his future, so I told the Empress everything. Dorian was confined to the palace and could not make it to meet Celeste. Later, she ended up getting killed by bandits. After Dorian took the throne, he did not hesitate to send me off to marry into an enemy nation as part of a political alliance. He said coldly, "Consider this repayment for your betrayal back then." In the end, I was brutally assaulted and killed by bandits on the road to that forced marriage. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to before any of this happened.

Elara Stormheart only wanted her freedom. She never wanted a mate, especially not one like Lucien Reed. He was cold, ruthless, and impossible to break. But when fate binds them together and Elara becomes his Luna, everything changes. She quickly becomes the one thing he would burn the world down to protect.

My best friend has always been stingy to the bone, so the moment she volunteers to buy a bottle of water for the heir to Bellaris' most powerful family, who collapsed from heatstroke, I know she has been reborn, too. In my previous life, she and I sat for the college entrance exam together, and when the results were announced, we both got the same high score. Both of us had our eyes on Kingsley University, yet the admissions quota was limited, and neither of us wanted to jeopardize our friendship, so we kept delaying our application. In the blink of an eye, it was the last day to file our applications, and as I was about to start on mine, I stumbled upon the heir to Bellaris' most powerful family, who happened to be suffering from heatstroke. I not only bought him a bottle of water, but I also held an umbrella over him until he came to. By the time he regained consciousness, I had already missed the submission deadline. My best friend submitted hers just in time and got accepted into Kingsley University. Because I never submitted mine, the opportunity to attend university slipped past me. However, the heir apparent was touched by my act of kindness, and he asked for my hand in marriage. In the end, I married him and became a socialite, whereas my best friend, despite getting into Kingsley University, was overwhelmed by the demanding curriculum. Watching me live with more money than I could spend, she was fueled with jealousy until one day, she snapped and stabbed me. The moment I open my eyes again, my best friend and I are back on the day the heir to Bellaris' most powerful family passes out from the heat.

"Mahal kita...kahit bawal." *** Hindi akalain ni Celeste Rockwell na ang isang simpleng pagkakamali ay magiging simula ng pinakamalaking gulo sa buhay niya. Isang gabi lang… pero bakit hindi niya ito matakasan? At paano kung ang lalaking kasama niya nang magising siya ay walang iba kundi ang kanyang Ninong Chester Villamor—ang cold-hearted billionaire doctor na hindi kailanman naniwala sa pag-ibig? Ngunit isang balita ang tuluyang nagpagulo sa lahat—buntis siya. At ang solusyon ng kanyang Ninong? Isang secret contractual marriage. Maitatago ba nila ang sekreto nilang dalawa? Mananatili ba silang propesyonal kahit pilit nang pumipintig ang puso? O itataya nila ang lahat—reputasyon, respeto, at emosyon—para sa isang pagmamahalang hindi nila inakala?

Isabella woke up in the morning and felt the ache in a place that never hurt before. She took a glimpse at her body, and Her thoughts went blank. Isabella's eyes discovered a guy who was laying near her, asleep, and her thoughts brought back to all the bizarre things that transpired last night. My boyfriend of 2 years abandoned me, I was intoxicated and went to my hotel room alone. Someone climbed on me. To say that he was gorgeous is an understatement. If an angel could marry a Satan, then I'm convinced he was their offspring. But it was not the goal! He came to me and kissed me. One thing led to another.. God! This man snatched my virginity. And it was hardly the worst. Guess what! He was my new boss Gabriel Remington. I was his new executive assistant. To top it, my former lover accused my boss that he raped me. What should I do? Trust my former lover who just dumped me? Or.. Trust my new boss who took my virginity?

The moment my best friend dashes into the lottery shop ahead of me and rattles off that familiar string of numbers, I know instantly that she has been reborn, too. In my past life, my best friend and I were shortlisted for an interview at a Global 500 company just before graduation. However, there was only one opening available. On the day of the interview, I had a sudden urge to buy a lottery ticket, but as a result, I missed the interview, and my best friend got the job. As it turned out, I won the jackpot, totaling 50 million dollars. After graduation, I lived a carefree life, lounging at home and living off the interest. Meanwhile, after entering the company, my best friend was paid little and got bullied every single day. Eventually, she vented her anger on me and shoved me off a rooftop. I died from the fall instantly. After my death, my boyfriend covered for her, twisting the story to claim that I'd gone mad from idling too long and jumped on my own. The two of them fed on my misfortune, becoming influencers with millions of fans and raking in fortune. When I open my eyes again, I am reborn to the very day I bought that lottery ticket.

Roseline's stomach turned and her fist clenched tightly around the handle of the big travel box beside her. She heard the clanging sound of the metallic head of Thompson's belt meeting the ground. Next, quite footsteps. Then, Thompson appeared in her view, like a ghost she didn't believe existed. He was completely bare, with his hairy chest rising and falling slowly, his cock shooting out in front like a gun ready to be fired, his balls bloated from desire, swinging from side to side as he walked closer to bed. Roseline's feet stuck to the ground and her eyes refused to blink as they looked on. "That's it, my boy. Hmm! I like what I see", the red hair gasped, rolling her eyes longingly at Thompson. As Thompson climbed unto the bed, his eyes totally locked in hers, she drew her breasts closer him, then, proceeded to rock the big pumpkins against the flushed skin of his face. "You like them?", she asked, moaning lightly. Thompson paused. Then, in a defiant move of uncontrollable desire, dug his chin into her breasts, burying his entire face in them. "Ouch", she gasped, then broke into a weak laugh, pushing his head more into her chest. "The damn bra", she spoke again, twisting uncomfortably as she threw her hands behind her to unhook the material. But Thompson caught her hands. Without words, his head still hidden in her cleavage, he slowly returned her hands to his head. Obliging to his silent command, she cackled loudly, pressing her chest even more into his face and then, with her tongue, glided across his neck and ears hungrily. Roseline froze. She wanted to scream but in that moment, she forgot how to.