Predatory Marriage

"If you won't satisfy me, then don't try to stop me from getting pleasure elsewhere," he said icily, turning to leave. "Will you stop seeing other women if I do it?" She asked sheepishly, facepalming in shyness. She couldn't believe she was considering it. "That will depend on how good your performance is," the ice melted from his eyes and all around him. When Abigail finds herself in an arranged marriage to save her father and revenge on her stepmother and sisters, she was never prepared to fall in love with a jerk like President Tony - the multi-time billionaire CEO of the Wrights Empire, and a playboy, who thought that no woman had the five or maybe six qualities he wanted in an ideal wife. Whereas, Abigail was determined to bring him graciously on his knees, till the only woman he'd ever want would be her, and her alone.

Two totally different people... complete opposite to each other. He is selfish. She is selfless. on hold ~ on hold ~ on hold

(Previously known as 'His Revenge') Elijah, the driver and the loser son-in-law of the Watson family who got a secret of his own. Sarah, the beautiful businesswoman and the least liked heir of the Watson family and also Elijah's wife. Mr King, the mysterious billionaire and Sarah's biggest client who for some reason showed interest in her. Lives will get tangled in the web of mystery and conspiracy. Insults will be thrown. Confusions will arise and get cleared. Secrets will be revealed. Revenge will be taken in the most face slapping way. An unwanted marriage, a mysterious billionaire and a revenge. Things are sure to get heated. ------------------------------------------------------------------ "If you dare to raise that hand of yours at my wife again, I swear, you will regret that action of yours for the rest of your life!" Everyone started to laugh after hearing the loser son-in-law talking. "Oh, now the cat knows how to meow." One cousin mocked him. "Oh, trust me, I am the karma and karma only bites."

"I told you, Bella Mia. I don't want money. It's not about money, it never was. It's about getting you tied to me forever because what's the better way to take my revenge on you than making you marry me since I am the last person you want to be with and hate me to the core." he said cupping her face and bringing it close to his lips. " I will never marry you," she snaps in pure anger. "I hate you so much, Dante Matthews. I will die but never marry you." " We will see about that because if you don't then you can say goodbye to your father's company and all his hard work. I am sure you won't want that, right?" he asked with an arrogant smirk, " I am going to ruin you, Gabriella Harrison." " Why do you want to marry me? Are you still in love with me?" she asked, confused. "Love? I hate the word love coming out of your mouth. I began to hate you with every fibre in my being when you stood me up at the altar on our wedding day in the past. This marriage is purely going to be a marriage of hatred and revenge. You have got three hours to make the decision, or you can say goodbye to everything." he threatened and left. Dante hates Gabriella with every fibre of his being because she stood him up at the altar back in the past because he was poor. He loved her so much, but she broke her heart. Now he is back for his revenge on her and plans to get her married to him. But will this marriage be a marriage of love, hatred or revenge? What is going to happen when heartbreaking secrets are revealed?

I'd been married to my lawyer husband for eight years. In all that time, he never once acknowledged me as his wife in public. He wouldn't even let our daughter call him "Dad." Again and again, he missed out on her childhood because of his childhood sweetheart. Even when she hurt our daughter, he still forgave her. I was worn out and empty. So I decided to leave. I took our daughter and vanished from his world. But he refused the divorce. He started searching for us like a madman, turning the whole world upside down. Only this time, neither my daughter nor I will be looking back.

“Name your wish.” “Not many, just one.” Rakia gave Dashtan a suspicious look. The man looked curious. “Tell me you love me. I need your confession, that’s enough.” Dashtan fell silent immediately and stared at Rakia with a surprised look. “Give me time for that,” Dashtan said again after he had found the correct answer. Rakia sighed and nodded. “Alright... I’ll give you until the divorce date you promised me back then, if you don’t say anything until then, we’ll divorce and Dalilah will be the mother of your children and you’ll never hear from me again in your life, as if you never knew a Rakia Adeline. “ ** Rakia and Dashtan’s marriage was just a 1 million dollar deal with six months to go. However, as they lived together at the wedding, they fell in love. Still, Dashtan’s ex-girlfriend, Dalilah, tried to usurp Rakia’s position and wanted Dashtan back. After Rakia returns from Peru and completes her assignment as a journalist, she finds that Dashtan and Dalilah have officially married in Dubai. What will Rakia do about Dashtan’s betrayal? Hold on or Divorce?

"I'll make this marriage a living hell." – Darwin Walters "Let's see who will endure and who will give up!" – Veronica Ashborne *** Veronica Ashborne thought her life would be smooth sailing when she agreed to her father's request to marry billionaire Darwin Walters for business reasons. She couldn't have been more wrong. Darwin openly cheated on her and treated their marriage like a warzone. At first, Veronica endured it all. But when she finally reached her limit, she decided to strike back. She vowed to make Darwin pay twice over for everything he had done to her. She would make him obsessed with her—so much so that he would never look at another woman again. Just when she started turning the tide and winning Darwin's heart, her ex-boyfriend, Sean Galael, suddenly reappeared in her life. His presence stirred old feelings, leaving Veronica torn between the man she wanted to conquer and the one who had once held her heart. Now, the question remains—who will Veronica choose?

“We’re friends,” I said, voice barely steady. Aaron’s lips curled, slow and cruel. “No, we’re not.” “Friendship’s too pure for this.” His hand slid to my waist, hot and claiming as he yanked me flush against him. “Do friends kiss like this?” He kissed me. Hard. Possessive. “Or grab each other like this?” A squeeze to my ass. A gasp. “Or think filthy little thoughts?” His breath burned against my ear. “Touch themselves to it?” My cheeks flamed. My body betrayed me. “Stop lying, Venus.” His voice was a growl. “I feel it. Every time I’m near you.” I whispered, “But you don’t even like me.” His smile was pure sin. “I don’t have to like you to fuck you.” Then the offer: “Let’s get it out of our system. No lies. No strings. Just truth.” He grabbed my chin, eyes lit with hunger. “Say the word, princess.” A whisper against my lips— “I’ll ruin you.” And God help me… I wanted him to. --------- Aaron Sinclair needs a bride to claim his inheritance. Venus Carter needs a miracle to save her dying mother. What begins as a cold contract marriage spirals into a dangerous game of buried trauma, stolen identities, and forbidden attachment. He’s ruthless, closed off, and refuses to love. She’s resilient, lost, and refuses to stay unloved. But when secrets unravel revealing a stolen childhood, a tragic past, and a vengeful stepmother, their fake marriage is the only thing standing between them and destruction. In a world ruled by power and silence, will love dare to speak first or break them both instead?

The dominant, ruthless billionaire and a bold yet innocent girl, the opposite poles, are forced into a contract marriage of 1 year. There is only one mutual feeling between them i.e HATRED.What happens when these incompatible souls have to pretend to the outer world that they deeply love each other? Whether the love bloom or the hatred will take its toll? Whether they will realize that they are made for each other or just walk away after the contract ends? That's for you to find out :-) ---------Blurb--------- "If you want me to stay away from other men then you also have to stay away from other girls" the girl declares trying to set herself free from his iron grip. "Ok" she was a little taken aback by his agreement "But" the side of his lip twitched a bit "you have to fulfill all the duties of a wife" She gasps which catch his attention. The hand that was holding her throat moves up and his thumb starts stroking her lips, gently. "BE MINE" he avowed "Completely and dutifully" His words held power and firmness which tremble the girl lying under him, under his mercy. "Every night I want someone to f**k. If not other women then for the coming year, it is going to be you" there was no tint of humor in his voice "Shall we start from tonight? Wifey!" ---------------------------- (Story features Mature)

Asalea's eyes narrowed. She can guess that the event is a wedding ceremony. So, she will be attending a wedding occasion? "Whose wedding is this?” she asked the man who fetched her. “Yours, Madam.”He said and then got something inside his paper bag. “Please wear this,” the man said handing her a black veil with a tiara in it, beautifully adorned with black diamonds. “What did you say?!” Asalea gasped in surprise. “This is your wedding Madam.” The young man repeated his statement. “Who shall I be marrying?” with narrowed eyes, Asalea asked again. “You will know later on. Please be ready Madam. The wedding march will start.” Then the man step aside and motioned her to walk forward when the wedding march song started to fill the whole astrodome. Asalea does not know if she will follow or will make herself invisible and run. She chose the first. She knows that she will be dead if she will run. At least they will not kill her. Looking at her elegant black gown, her veil with tiara, and the venue of the wedding; she knows she will be marrying someone of a high profile from the Glodeous Kingdom. She can still start her life here and then plan for her revenge later on against the Ecleteon werewolves. With chin held up, Asalea made her graceful walk going to the altar. Getting nearer the altar, she saw the back of a man standing in front. Asalea surmises that he might be her groom. “Hmm, not bad,” she murmured. Slowly the man turned his back and faced her when she was already walking almost beside him. Asalea's eyes grew big when she recognized the man. “Hello, my pretty vampy.” He whispered, intensely looking at her with his ocean-like deep blue eyes.