The Ceos Wanted Maid

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT Lana finds herself amid a group of trafficked girls and, to survive, ends up being auctioned off at a black market. Stanley, a temperamental billionaire with a beautiful fiancee visits the black market for the first time to buy back an heirloom that was pawned off by his obnoxious brother. He sees Lana in a cage and ends up buying more than he bargained for. What happens when Lana finds herself at the altar with her boss?

Dirgantara Prayuda seorang pria yang tampan dan mapan yang selalu dia sudah memiliki istri namun pernikahan mereka tidak di ketahui oleh siapapun. Hanya mereka dan sahabat Dirga yang mengetahuinya. Hingga datanglah Ayu Anatasya, dia seorang gadis belia yang masih duduk di bangku sekolah. Dia mengenal Dirga karena Ayu menggantikan posisi Mutia. Yaitu seorang asisten rumah tangga di rumah Dirga. Dirga tinggal bersama istrinya hanya beberapa waktu saja, karena dia terlalu sibuk dengan dunia modelnya. Sehingga hari-hari Dirga di temani oleh Ayu.

“Take it off,” Nelvan said. Linda gripped her own shirt in fear, “Do I have to undress in front of you?” she asked. “Then do you want me to take it off?” said Nelvan angrily. ___ 2 hours before their wedding, a couple who were going to live happily ever after ran aground seconds before the wedding vows. The bride's betrayal made Nelvan hate women, so to vent his anger, Nelvan asked several maids to serve him. However, none could last more than a week to serve the abusive Nelvan. Until one day there was a maid who tried to be patient in order to continue her younger brother's schooling. So, can the Maid survive Nelvan's arrogant and violent attitude?

Serene’s heart raced as she stood in Nicholas’s dimly lit study, the scent of leather and whiskey heavy in the air. She’d been dusting the bookshelves when he entered, his presence filling the room like a storm. Now, he stood inches away, his black suit hugging his broad shoulders, his dark mullet framing a gaze that burned with intent. “You missed a spot,” he murmured, his voice a low growl, pointing to a shelf she’d already cleaned. Her cheeks flushed as she turned, the hem of her maid uniform riding up her thighs. “I-I’ll get it, Mr. Volkov,” she stammered, reaching up, but his hand caught her wrist, firm yet gentle. “No,” he said, stepping closer, his breath warm against her ear. “Let me show you.” His fingers slid down her arm, leaving a trail of heat, before guiding her hand to the shelf. His chest pressed against her back, and she gasped at the hardness of his body, the evidence of his arousal unmistakable. “You’re trembling, little maid,” he whispered, his lips brushing her neck, sending shivers down her spine. “Do I scare you… or do I excite you?” Her breath hitched as his free hand trailed up her thigh, slipping beneath the lace of her uniform. “Mr. Volkov…” she whimpered, but her protest melted into a moan as his fingers found her, teasing her through the thin fabric of her panties. “ Nicholas,” he corrected, his voice rough with desire, his touch growing bolder, circling her most sensitive spot until her knees buckled. “Say it,” he demanded, nipping her earlobe. “N-Nicholas,” she gasped, her body arching into him, surrendering to the fire he’d ignited. In that moment, the billionaire and his naive maid were bound by a hunger neither could deny.

"Isabella, let my love be the light you run to..." Damon caressed her cheeks, gently staring into her eyes. "Let my passion be the hope you ride on..." With those words of promise, he entered her in one full thrust. ~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~ The love—and undeniably lust—between Damon and Isabella is only the beginning of an incoming war... Damon, a charming alpha with polluted alpha blood, is dazzled at the very sight of his new maid, Isabella. In a haze of the alluring feelings of confusion that spring within him, he orders for her to be settled close to his chambers, a place that would make it easy for her to attend to him—and slip into his bed. With the strange powers streaming through Isabella, she poses an explosive threat to the pack and the entire province—and Damon will never agree to the option of sending her away. Not even if it will cost him all he has labored for...

"I will let your father go, on one condition!" shouted the man named Mark, without looking at the girl who was prostrating at his feet. "I will do anything as long as you let my father go!" "Become my maid, and do whatever I ask! Whatever it is!" said Mark emphatically. A sweet girl named Melody, inevitably becomes a maid for a cruel mafia named Mark. The man took Melody wherever he went so he could calm himself in Melody's arms whenever anger came over him. Mark, with his rude and angry attitude, always hurts Melody. Will Melody survive and continue to be by Mark's side?

It’s one thing to have a family It’s another thing to have a family that cares about you And it’s something else to have a family who doesn’t give a shit about you. Unfortunately, Mia falls into the third category. After her parents died when she was seven, she lived with her Aunt Alexa until she became an adult. Now, her Aunt is tired of taking care of her and wants to sell her off. She succeeds in selling her off, but fortunately, she is bought by a sweet and handsome billionaire named Ethan Cross. Starting a new life as his maid, will Mia finally get the peaceful life she deserves? What happens when she begins to feel something strong for her nice boss?

Ashley was an enthusiastic student for her upcoming bright future, but her dreams were crushed when she found out her beloved younger sister Amelia didn't come home after the party and got kidnapped. Feels responsible for her sister’s kidnapping. She was determined to find her at any cost. Every path she walked got closed for her, leaving nothing in her hand. Devastated and desperate for help, she is lured to unknown purgatory in search of her sister. She Waltzes in the Dane of a lion, leaving her self-respect behind, finding herself to become his maid. Agreed to serve him who was just waiting to devour her, tore her apart, change her up even if she couldn’t recognize herself. She didn't know, she was just an ignorant pawn moved according to the wish of Satan of that purgatory, Adonis Igor. The emerging Mafia lord of North America, who used to swim in the sea of fire. Fate has decided to make him hear the sound of his heart. Which was begging for someone’s care, to let it with the touch of a soft hand. But he had already planned to challenge his destiny to create a deadly weapon from a delicate rose, a way to fulfill his revenge by turning her into an assassin, the medium of his revenge. He is fully prepared to strike, but the secret she was holding in her belly had the power to slice his conception. Teaching his heart to beat again, only for her but giving a chance to the person who had already trodden an innocent soul of her, is not that simple nor easy to accept. Warning it's erotica, read with your consciousness.

He ruined Her Life, the man she gave everything to, even her kidney. But she is back with a new face and a new identity, seeking to exact a pound of flesh and reclaim her child. Three years ago, everybody thought Alicia was dead, including her ex-husband, Lucas, and sister, Becky, who betrayed her. What they didn't know was that a top sailor rescued her, and her face that was once scarred beyond recognition was rebuilt through advanced facial reconstruction. Now, she has the face of a goddess, and a top business tycoon who commands power, not the regular naive girl that Lucas discarded. What happens when her ex-husband, Lucas, unknowingly falls for the woman he once destroyed? What happens when the betrayer becomes the beggar? Because this time, she’s not his savior. She’s his Karma.

Tahimik ang mansyon. Tahimik… maliban sa mahinang iyak ni Princess sa bisig ko—isang buwang gulang, walang alam, walang kasalanan. Pero siya ang unang nasaktan sa lahat ng ‘to. Siya ang naiipit sa pagitan ng dalawang taong hindi na alam kung paano magmahal nang sabay. Nakaluhod ako sa harap ni Elise. Mahigpit ang hawak ko sa laylayan ng bestida niya, parang batang takot na maiwan sa dilim. Nanginginig ang labi ko, pinipigilan ang mga luhang ayaw na sanang lumabas—pero hindi ko na kayang kontrolin. “Please, Elise…” garalgal kong pakiusap. “’Wag mo kaming iwan. Hindi ko alam kung paano palalakihin si Princess nang wala ka. Hindi ko alam kung paano mamuhay kung wala kayo…” Pero wala. Wala siyang emosyon. Wala siyang luha. Matigas ang titig niya, parang ako pa ang mali. Bitbit niya ang maleta niya—hindi lang punô ng damit, kundi punô ng lahat ng alaala namin. Lahat ng pangarap. Lahat ng ‘akala ko tayo.’ “Hindi ko ‘to pinlano, Levi,” mahina niyang sagot. “Pero kailangan kong piliin ang sarili ko. Pagod na akong umasa. Pagod na akong maging pangalawa sa trabaho mo, sa mundo mo. Hindi ko kayang maging ina habang ako mismo’y hindi buo.” Gumuho ako. Literal. Napayuko ako habang yakap ko si Princess, habang nararamdaman ko ang init ng iyak niya sa dibdib ko. Halik ako nang halik sa noo niya, para bang kaya kong takpan ng pagmamahal ang kawalan ng ina niya. “Anak mo ‘to, Elise. Anak natin…” pabulong kong daing. “Kung hindi mo na ako kayang mahalin… kahit siya na lang. Kahit siya. ‘Wag mong iwan ang anak mo…” Pero wala. Ni hindi siya lumapit. Ni hindi siya tumingin. Tumalikod siya, dala ang katahimikang mas malakas pa sa kahit anong sigaw ng pagtanggi. "Ayoko na" mahina niyang sabi at hinila ang maleta palabas ng mansion.