Stop Bothering Me Emperor

“Call me Daddy. I tell you what to do and you fucking listen. When I order you to spread your legs, you go the widest you can, you show me the depths of your pussy. When I order you to stab your soaked, dripping pussy with three of your fingers, you look me dead in the eyes and do it. When I order you to call me daddy, you open your mouth and call me daddy, because I'm your fucking daddy, baby girl. You obey, you follow orders, and you get rewards and treats from sugar daddy, my sugar baby.” When Daddy tells you to pick up this book, listen. Obey like the depraved slut that you are. Obey with your dry pussy and watch it soak and ruin your panties, your sheets, your damn life. Default and lose your treats, rewards and your orgasm, you unsatisfied reader. I dare you to remain the same after experiencing daddy. …… Note: There's no limit. None. Dane Wright. Don't worry, he doesn't need your forgiveness or the face of disgust you'll make. He would unfortunately rather die, than leave his business partner's daughter alone.

Just because his first love's younger brother accidentally fell into Shadow River, my Alpha mate, Ethan Horn, forced me, the only Spirit Soother of our pack, to go and rescue him. When I sank to the bottom of the river, I chose not to save him. When the man was pulled out of the river, the healer lamented, "If it were a few minutes earlier, Leo might have been saved. What a pity." Ethan's first love, Serafina Pike, had her wolf soul shut off and soon passed away because she missed her younger brother, Leo Pike. From that moment on, Ethan, who had once loved me, hated me to the core. Without giving me a chance to explain, he slit my throat with a silver blade and ruthlessly sealed my wolf soul. Later, he believed the heresy of the witch about soul sacrifice and nailed me and our young daughter in coffins before burying us alive by Shadow River as sacrifices to resurrect his beloved Serafina. In the end, the woman he deeply loved did not come back to life, and my daughter and I died with endless resentment. When I reopened my eyes, I had returned to the night when Ethan forced me to jump into the river to save Leo. I tied up the specially made rope and asked him for the last time, "Are you really sure that you can bear the consequences after I rescue him?"

Bos Vs Me menceritakan perseteruan yang berkelanjutan antara Srikandi sang sekretaris baru dengan Arjuna sang bos yang arrogant. Di antara mereka ada seorang pemuda yang selalu menolong Srikandi yaitu Bisma. Perseteruan itu bukanlah tanpa alasan, semua bermula ketika Tuan Bagaskara menggantikan Cantika---sekretaris kesayangan Arjuna yang sekaligus kekasihnya dengan sekretaris baru pilihannya yaitu Srikandi. Sejak saat itu, Arjuna selalu bersikap dingin, angkuh dan arrogant. Srikandi seringkali kesal dibuatnya. Bukan hanya masalah pekerjaan yang terkesan semena-mena tapi hal kecil apapun selalu menjadi alasan Arjuna agar bisa memaki Srikandi. Namun tanpa Arjuna sadari, perlahan benci itu bergeser dengan sendirinya. Disaat Bisma tengah sibuk menyusun strategi untuk mendapatkan hati Srikandi, Arjuna tiba-tiba muncul menjadi penghalang untuk setiap sepak terjangnya. Arjuna dan Bisma perlahan jatuh hati pada Srikandi. Akan tetapi ternyata Srikandi telah dijodohkan dengan Ridho yang ternyata merupakan lelaki yang telah meniduri Cantika---kekasih dari Arjuna. Cantika berharap Ridho akan setia dengannya, tapi ternyata lelaki itu lebih memilih jodoh yang dipilihkan orang tuanya yaitu Srikandi. Hubungan Srikandi dan Ridho semakin hari semakin dekat membuat Cantika cukup terluka. Namun dalam satu sisi, Ridho masih memanfaatkan Cantika hanya sekedar teman tidur dan pemuas nafsunya. Akan seperti apakah kisah mereka? Akankah Srikandi tetap menikah dengan Ridho? Ataukah Cantika akan menceritakan semua keburukan lelaki bermuka dua itu? Ataukah Srikandi akan jatuh hati pada Bisma atau Arjuna?

"Chase after me, before it's too late. Chase me like you're obsessed with me." Nazi is just a normal woman, who's working hard for her family, until one day. Nazi meet a billionaire that will change her life, bring a rollercoaster feelings that Nazi never felt before.

He said I couldn’t do it, but he was wrong. An old professor at UCLA promised me that I would make nothing of myself, so I made sure I did. To the tune of billions. I’m only a little cocky about it. Yachts, parties, and one-night events pretty much spell out my life. And all of it works well until I run into a beauty I can’t get out of my head. But we’re keeping it friendly and casual until we aren’t. There’s just one problem. Her old man hates me. And for good reason. He was my UCLA professor. He’s dead set against me becoming anything important to his little girl, but the old man’s got it all backward. I’m not looking to make an example out of our passion or prove a point. This isn’t about hit it and quit it. His daughter is mine, and he might kick me out, but she’s letting me all the way in.

Kidnapped? In a foreign country?? By a Mafia boss??? What else could possibly go wrong???? Hazel Bae had been looking for something for years but, before finding it, she ended up in a strange situation where she got caught after trying to steal from one of the biggest mafia clan's boss, Valek Vincenzo. *** "Hey!" I yelled but that was all I could say before he slammed his hands on the wall behind me and trapped me between them. "Since you think my kiss sucks." He looked down at me, "Let me show you how good I am at it." "Uh- that." I began to panic. What the hell! That was not the plan. Valek moved his face closer to mine and crashed his lips onto mine. I tried moving him away with my hands but he grabbed my wrists and slammed them on the wall next to my head and continued his act. At first, I was angry and wanted to just pull away but I couldn't. My legs started getting weak and butterflies churned in my stomach as he kissed me deeper. His lips moved artistically, such that it was captivating me. His slow-to-fast movements were perfect to lure any woman into the act. I was wrong. Very wrong. He was amazing at it. His kiss was so good I ended up giving in and kissing back. He let my arms go and placed his hands on my cheeks while I grabbed his wrists. He explored my mouth with his tongue, in places that felt so good I felt my knees go weak. Oh, God... This is bad... This is very bad.

Isabelle couldn’t stop drinking as the music pounded through the club. She was trying to drown out the image of her best friend, Aurora, who was pregnant with her fiancé’s child, on what should have been Isabelle’s engagement night. But fate had other plans. When an employee calls in sick, Isabelle volunteers to fill in, unaware she is about to walk straight into the arms of Don Miller—the club’s most powerful and dangerous client. He was ruthless, commanding, and known for treating women as playthings. Don doesn’t believe in love… until Isabelle. One glance, one reckless touch, and something shifts. She stirs a hunger in him he thought he’d buried forever. And when he learns what broke her, Don makes Isabelle an indecent offer: He promises to mend her shattered heart and destroy everyone who betrayed her—if she surrenders to him completely. Two broken souls. One dark deal. Isabelle is about to learn that submission might just be the sweetest form of revenge. What begins as a dangerous bargain soon spirals into something deeper, darker, and far more intoxicating than either expected. Maybe love isn’t always gentle. Sometimes it’s an obsession. Sometimes it’s surrender. And sometimes… it’s the most exquisite kind of ruin.

In a world of glitz, glamour, and dangerous secrets, Alice's life is turned upside down when she loses her brother to the infamous Logan D'Nores. Little does she know, Logan is not only a star actor and filmmaker, but also a powerful drug lord and mafia boss, controlling the underground world of crime from the shadows. As fate would have it, Alice finds herself forced into a marriage with Logan, leaving her with no choice but to play the dutiful wife and bide her time until the opportunity to strike presents itself. But things take a deadly turn when Alice discovers that Logan is onto her plans and will stop at nothing to keep her under his control. With her life on the line, Alice must navigate the treacherous waters of Logan's world, all while keeping up the facade of a loyal wife. But as she delves deeper into the dark underbelly of Logan's empire, she begins to unravel the shocking truths about her brother's murder and the sinister forces at play. Will Alice be able to outsmart Logan and finally exact her revenge? Or will she be consumed by the very darkness she seeks to destroy? Find out in this gripping tale of love, betrayal, and deception, where every page leaves you on the edge of your seat, wondering what shocking twist awaits next.

I want you to cry The way you made me cry Cry for me Emily Hensley is in a one-sided relationship with her husband Charles. She held back and repressed her emotions for years until one day she discovered he was cheating on her and something in her ticked She found milli hidden in the deepest, darkest parts of her soul. Milli encourages her to make him pay, to make him cry just like she cried. Punish him, just like he punished her. Broken heart Tears And blood Just how far do you think Emily will go?

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing twelve stories of irresistible steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...burn. ----------------------- "Now, let's discuss your shorts." A big hand slips under the blanket and glides down my knees to my innermost thighs, a finger finding my pussy, and sinking in. "You are a naughty, naughty girl. Did you wear this to torture me? Answer me." "Yes," I manage after two gulped breaths. "I wore it for you." With no panties. Everything bare. "You want me that bad, Theresa? You want me worked up, right? Feral, agitated, hopelessly turned on, huh?" My lips part as he shifts the stethoscope, listening to my heart pound as I answer. "Y-yes." "Say it. I want to hear every word." "I wore shorts to turn you on, Dr Storm. Every time." Excitement flourishes in my stomach, and I ride it like a tidal wave. "I wore it so you could..." He waits, bristling with impatience as I trail off. A muscle leaps in his jaw, and his whole sculpted body is tense beneath me. "So I could what, Theresa? So I could what?" The silence is so loud, the tension so thick, his eyes so intense, so needy to hear the words, I feel my toes curl. "So, you could put your hand up there, Dr Storm. So, you could touch me."