Naughty In Bed

Buong buhay ni Catherine ay umiikot lang sa trabaho. Trabaho mula umaga hanggang sa gabi, at ganon din tuwing araw ng sabado at linggo. Hindi uso sa kanya ang salitang pahinga. But when her friend invited her to have some fun night out, pinagbigyan ni Catherine ang sarili. They went on a private bar, owned by her friend's boyfriend—not knowing on that night, she'll be the same bed with an unknown man—Kristoff Vasquez who is a Billionaire.

Warnings: Contains Mature Content, Vulgar Words, and Physical . “ Scarlet!" A stranger yelled out in his drunken stupor, his Golden eyes surveying the dimmed room until they fell upon the roughened bed covers. With long and decisive strides, he walked toward the bed, not bothering to uncover the duvet to see who was underneath it. He recklessly threw her over his shoulder and trotted out of the room. Aysel gasped! Caught in a heart-wrenching dilemma, Aysel Brown finds herself in a desperate situation, seeking a solution to her mother's mounting medical bills and college expenses. She decides to have a one-night stand with a stranger because she was in need of money at that moment, only to be interrupted by a formidable and enraged man demanding his fiancée. Little did Aysel know that this stranger would become an unexpected and complicated part of her life. After a life-altering turn of events, Aysel finds herself with the stranger's child, only to face rejection and heartache. It didn't take long before he re-entered her life with a demand for their unborn child and a forced contract marriage, blackmailing her using her mother. Aysel was left with no other choice than to sign the forced contract. As the years passed by, the marriage became a harrowing ordeal, filled with , pain, and misery. Would Aysel remain in such an abusive and painful marriage with her husband, or will she flee from the harsh marriage she found herself in? Will Aysel finally find true love?

" You were born to be mine , you are mine and you are going to be ...... only mine " He spoke in his Hoarse , deep voice sending shivers down her spine. Her petite body trembled as he gaze at her with his Hawk eyes. His hand slowly caressed her cheek , lovingly as he took a careful view of her face. " Stay away ! " She screamed as she tried to push him away but he was not gonna let her push him away. He looked dead mad hearing her words. His blood shot red eyes dug holes into her brown orbs and her back sank into the wall behind her as he slammed his both fists onto the wall. " you belong to me " He made it clear to her but she was not gonna let him play with her like that. " I-I'm- getting engaged- " She looked up to him in the eyes and she witnessed his darkened eyes. He licked up his dried up lips and all of a sudden , stood up straight , letting her breath in relief but that did not last long when he grabbed her frail arm in his tight grip and dragged her all the way towards his bed , pushing her onto the bed as her body bounced twice. " do you really think you can get enagged to him ? Let me show you tonight and after that you will know ......... Whose sinful obsession you are "

My boyfriend passed away from illness. Before he died, he asked me to look after his only younger brother—Callum Ressler. I put Callum through college, and helped him build his company from the ground up. Then one night, after a round of drinking at some work function, he ended up in bed with me. While I wrestled with what we were to each other, I noticed something on his office desk: a photo of me, framed neatly beside an engagement ring. My heart stirred. I pushed open the lounge door, ready to finally talk about us. But just as the door creaked open, a white camisole fell at my feet. I froze. Callum pulled the covers tightly around a shocked female assistant. "Diana, ever heard of knocking?" he snapped. Face pale, limbs suddenly uncoordinated, I started backing out. But the assistant's timid voice stopped me. "Diana… could you hand me my clothes?" I ignored the hostility behind her eyes, grabbed the garment, tossed it onto the bed, and left in a hurry. Once I stepped outside the company building, Callum called. "Diana, you should really stop barging into my room like that." I laughed and agreed. From that moment on, I never stepped into his world again.

A naughty playgirl named Arriana Velasco turned one nightstand into a CEO of a large company. Little did she know that this was where her destiny would change. Samuel Hemsworth made a way to find the woman he had one nightstand with. Because of Samuel's money, he found Arianna and took her as his secretary. Arianna accepted Samuel's offer to be his secretary. Arianna didn't know that Samuel was her one-night stand, it was Samuel who got her virginity. Arianna is a playgirl but she has never had sex with a man, only Samuel. And because Arianna is a playgirl she always seduced Samuel. She did not leave Samuel until Samuel noticed her. Samuel always rejects Arianna but in the end, he can no longer control his feelings and tells Arianna how he really feels. But, Samuel’s ex-girlfriend arrives. She wanted Samuel to get back together. She always insults Arianna to Samuel. But Samuel doesn't believe her because he only believes in Arianna. After Samuel confesses to Arianna the two get along well. Many trials came to the two of them but they did not give up on each other. Samuel became overprotective and possessive to Arriana as well as Arianna to Samuel. Their relationship went well even though Samuel's ex-girlfriend tried to ruin their romance. And because Arianna was combative she fight the ex-girlfriend of Samuel. All the rivals of Samuel's in the Mafia and Businesses also want to ruin their romance and many also wonder about their lives. They always target Arianna but what they don't know is that she is a Mafia Princess. They once fought their opponents and fought their love to other. They defeated their opponents and they lived well. And eventually, they got married and had twin children who were just like them.

I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. *** “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table.

Amelia had never expected to have such a tragic life. In the second year of her marriage, she was drugged to vegetable status. She could not move, speak, eat, or go to the bathroom on her own, but could hear and feel and see how her husband betrayed and humiliated her. In the big, fancy wedding room of her and her husband, Amelia was placed in a cold wheelchair with a thin blanket covering her legs. In front of her was an extravagant canopy bed which was picked up by her mother as the dowry. But now there lay another woman, laughing and tangling with her own husband, Ian.

Alayasia Grim is the Beta female of the Mystic Wolves Pack, married to Maxim Grim, and they have a 6-year-old daughter named Zara. Things look good on the surface, but the truth is that Alayasia is nothing more than Maxim's bed warmer. She was given to him by her father and has been stuck since. Maxim hates her and hates their child. On top of that, Alayasia is keeping a big secret from everyone about herself. Will she ever escape her sad existence? What happens when she comes across Houston Lowe, the Beta of the Ironside Pack?

When your hot stepbrother holds you in bed, groans your name and asks you to give in, what do you do? Natalia just broke up with her jackass ex-boyfriend. The last thing she needs right now is another shitty relationship. So when her stepbrother Eason, the notorious fuckboy, suddenly show a strong interest in her, she knows she needs to stay away. Yet steamy, bad, irresistible, and toxic. She still ends up fallen, for this green-eyed hot boy who is impossible to say no to.

With Alpha Cain…there's just something with him that makes my blood boil to the hottest degree, my mind roaring with spite and disdain every time I look at him in the eyes. I often ask myself, "Am I really sure to be the Alpha's Pet or am I just looking at the fastest way to die?" Maybe I'll never know the answer. Maybe I also knew the answer already. But deep inside, one thing's for sure: I hate Alpha Cain. But I also like some part of him. And I hate that part of myself that liked the part of him. *** Anastasia is an I-don't-fucking-care type of Omega who, because she's already bruised outside and broken deep inside, just accepts whatever comes her way. But Alpha Cain somehow liked her wicked mouth. She's the only Omega who can talk back to him with enough sarcasm and wits that most of his pack members lack of. And in the tradition of most packs, whether in every year, months, or even weeks and days, the Alpha will choose among Omegas as his Pet: a more accurate term for his personal bed warmer. It is an actual title in a pack reserved to only one person, with benefits and privileges on its own. And because Anastasia accidentally became drunk the night Alpha Cain tested her skills in bed, she rode so wild and satisfied the Alpha more than he expected. And a hate-to-love, pet-to-lovers tale began to unfold.