The Regretful Billionaire

One is her father’s commerce accomplice. The other is her brother’s enemy…Before Sawyer Religious administrator, I was guiltless. He was my coach and my father’s trade accomplice. He was never implied to be my lover.The to begin with time Sawyer touched me, I was twenty-three. It felt great to do something taboo and off-base. I needed to be wrathful for a change.Between us lived a billion privileged insights, a billion stolen looks, and a billion lies.I was a trick. Sawyer was as heartless as the rest of them. I never implied to drop in adore with him, however he had this exceptional control over me. I would have given him anything. He was my to begin with cherish, my to begin with foe, and the to begin with man to break my heart.But he might not break me. And presently that somebody else has come along, he’s changing the rules of the diversion.

I pulled my top down and brought his lips to my tight n*pples and he sucked on them and gave them a soft bite that made me quiver and moan. He knew I liked it and immediately pulled my bottoms down. "Let's see how wet you are" he softly said. He stuck two fingers inside me and it made my whole body relax as he curled them in and pulled them out again, revealing two very sticky fingers. "You want more ?" I nodded and pushed his hand back inside of me as he pushed them in slowly and deeply inside me. Then he turned his hand over and it made me moan when he came down and began to suck on my cl*t and get me closer and closer to an orgasm. He began to get harder and I got more and more anxious. "Please put it in me" I pleaded but he told me to be patient. I could do that and he didn't disappoint when he slowly stopped eating me out and jacked himself off in front of my opening. It was so hot as he fingered me deeper and harder I thought he was never going to put it in me when he flipped me over with my legs and f*cked me hard and deep. I gasped when he entered me because of how veiny and ribbed his d*ck felt inside me. He pushed deep and kissed my back and neck as he clenched my n*pple and twisted it, making me moan. I was confused because I was in love with another man who loved me equally. How am I going to deal with this?

Acara ulang tahun yang seharusnya bahagia telah menghancurkan hidup Kasih. Gadis itu menghabiskan satu malam panas dengan seorang pria asing. Hingga dia akhirnya terusir dari kampung karena fitnah dari sepupunya. Kasih yang sudah tak memiliki apa-apa terpaksa meninggalkan kampung halamannya. Dalam pelariannya, Kasih menyelamatkan seorang pria yang mengalami kecelakaan. Sang pria pun sadar dengan tingkah seperti anak kecil dan terus menempel padanya. Hingga Kasih terpaksa harus menikahi pria bodoh itu dan merawatnya. Bagaimanakah kisah Kasih bersama suaminya yang bodoh?

Elara was never meant to be more than a mistake. After a one-night encounter with Adrian, a powerful man desperate to secure his inheritance, she finds herself pregnant—and trapped in a contract marriage built on cold terms and zero love. He promised her protection. He promised her stability. But he never promised her his heart. Because it already belonged to someone else. And when the woman he truly loves walks back into his life, Elara’s fragile world begins to crumble. Now, carrying his child and wearing his ring, she must decide- Is it worth staying in a marriage where she will always come second?

"Are you a spy?!?" he asked, his voice echoed throughout the room. Jennifer couldn’t answer his question. She didn’t know how he managed to know she was a spy, although she covered her tracks properly. Scott Garcia is a renowned artist who owns a successful art company called Garcia Artistic Empire. He is a perfectionist, and he is constantly busy trying to expand his company and has a lot of rivals in the field. Jennifer Morris, a spy disguised as an intern, came into his life. She was on a mission to undermine his company. When her internship was done, why couldn't Scott accept the fact that she wanted to leave? Will he find out that she is a spy? Read to find out.

Valentino Araya was forced to disguise himself as a geeky man in the company owned by his biological father, Budi Araya to investigate his father's death which he thought was unnatural.  In addition, he also had to seize the company owned by his father from his stepbrother, David Araya. Would Valentino succeed in getting back what was rightfully his and also unravel the mystery behind his father's death?

The first time I met Alessio Russo I was eighteen. He’d barged into my room. I yelled. He yelled. We argued. I slammed the door into the jerk’s face. Then I discovered that the drool-worthy prick was my best friend’s oldest brother -- who had connections to Cassio King and the mafia. The freaking mafia! The second time I saw him was at his mother’s funeral. He didn’t seem to recognize me. Or so I thought until we ended up tangled up between the sheets and he referred to our first encounter. The next time we saw each other was at his father’s funeral - the funeral of the very same man that had threatened my life. It turned out Alessio Russo was a gentleman even when he was a savage. We bickered. We kissed. We fought. We made love. He thrilled me and scared me. Still, we slowly started to find a way to each other but before I had a chance to come clean with him, I had to leave the country. Then all hell broke loose.

Just before a day of her wedding, Lily Meyers’ dream gets shattered to find her fiance sleeping with her sister. The little girl whom she spolit all the time and the man who promised to love her the rest of the life betrayed her. Enraged, Lily exposes their cheating to the whole world, only to get slapped by her father, as if she was the one to be blamed. “You disgraced the family!” The wedding went on, but with her sister as the bride.Heart broken and abandoned, Lily gets drunk and wakes up naked in the arms of Niklaus Cooper, the richest man in the state. Will the billionaire save her from all her miseries? Or will she just got another setback for her miseary life after her father finds out...

When Luke agreed to marry Lucy Radcliffe to secure his inheritance, Eva had no choice but to walk away. But fate has a twisted sense of humor. Lucy, determined to spite Eva, hires her as the wedding planner for the very event that broke her heart. Despite the pain, Eva takes the job, knowing it’s the perfect opportunity to elevate her brand. But as the wedding preparations force Eva and Luke into close proximity, old feelings resurface, and Luke begins to question his choices. Torn between his duty to his family and his rekindled love for Eva, Luke finds himself in a web of desire and obligation. Enter Gavin Sinclair, Lucy’s arrogant billionaire cousin, who becomes smitten with Eva at first sight. As Gavin relentlessly pursues her, Eva finds herself caught in a tangled love triangle—or perhaps a love quadrangle—where emotions run high, and the stakes are even higher.

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.