Downtown girl

In three years of marriage my husband never touched me, and when I tried to get his attention in a lace nightgown, he looked at me and said, "I want a divor I came out of the bathroom wearing a thin, backless lace nightdress. The nightdress was so short that I was showing a lot of skin. Standing by the French window, Charles Moore turned around. He was wearing a black striped bathrobe with the belt tied snugly around his waist. The top part of the robe was slightly open. He looked charming. His gaze fell on me, and his eyes instantly lit up. I knew I had successfully got his attention. I had been married to Charles for three years, but he had never touched me. I knew that he was in love with somebody else, so I flew to France shortly after our wedding. A few days ago, Charles's grandmother called me and told me that it was time for the Moore family to welcome a new member. I knew what she meant. To be honest, I didn't hate the idea of having a child with Charles. In fact, I was happy to hear it. Because it was the reason I was waiting for to finally come back to Charles. I had been missing him for the last three years. Putting my hands behind my back, I slowly walked up to Charles. I let him look at me carefully from a distance. The surprise in his eyes was undeniable. "Come here," Charles said in a hoarse voice. I slowly approached him. Charles whispered in my ear, "Are you trying to get my attention?" His warm breath lingered in my ear, making my scalp tingle. "Is it working?" Charles squinted at me and suddenly smiled. "Is this what you have learned in France in the past few years?" "Do you like it?" I looked at him with expectation, and my heart started racing. "Scarlett, you are beautiful," he said in a very light voice. His praise came as a surprise to me. Did that mean he'd also been thinking of me while I was gone? "Charles, let's..." "But I want a divorce." We spoke at the same time. My mind went blank, and I swallowed my words in an instant. The words I wanted to say were, 'Charles, let's have a baby...' Charles wanting a divorce was the last thing on my mind. Charles let go of me and took two steps back, deliberately keeping a distance from me. "Rita's health is worse than before. She can't hold on much longer. I want to marry her." It turned out that the rumors about him and Rita to be engaged were true. It was just my wishful thinking that the media was making up stories. "After our divorce goes through, I will give you another one hundred million dollars as compensation pursuant to our contract." His tone was light but firm. It seemed like his mind had already been made up, and there was no room for maneuver. Bitter tears started flowing out of my eyes. I quickly lowered my head. I didn't want Charles to see me this vulnerable. "What's wrong?" I wiped my face in a hurry and replied, "Nothing, nothing. I'm just so happy for me." Charles asked suspiciously, "What do you mean?" "I finally have a good reason to leave you. How can I not be happy?" I said jokingly. Worried that he wouldn't believe me, I plastered a big smile on my tearstained face. Charles's face darkened, and he chuckled mirthlessly, "Wow. I wasn't expecting you to be cool with it." I grinned wider. "I think it's a good decision." A gust of cold wind blew in through the window, slightly lifting up the hem of my dress. Only then did I realize that I was still ridiculously wearing a piece of sleepwear. The irony tasted like ashes in my mouth. I grabbed a bathrobe, put it on, and tied the belt around my waist. I hoped that it would warm my heart from the sheer iciness of Charles's words. "If we get divorced, then you can marry Rita, and I can pursue my beloved. Two birds, one stone." Charles frowned and asked, "When did you fall in love with someone else?" I suppressed the fresh surge of pain, took a breath, and willed my tone to relax. "Many years ago." My mind screamed at me to tell Charles that he was the only one I'd ever loved. "Tell me his name." I found it a little odd that he wanted to know more about my mystery beau right after he told me that he wanted to divorce me. For a moment, I panicked because I didn't know what to tell him, and I couldn't make up a fake name on my feet. Then, his phone rang, saving me from a totally unprovoked inquisition. "Rita, what's wrong?" Charles answered the phone and walked into the closet. When he came out again, he was already wearing a pair of pants and a shirt. He grabbed his jacket and put it on in front of the mirror. "I have to go. Rita needs me. We can talk when I come back." After saying that, he left without looking back. It seemed that when it came to Rita, he was on call no matter what time of day it was. After a while, my phone rang. I looked at my screen and saw an unregistered number. "Hello, is Charles with you now?" There was a sweet voice on the other

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Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”

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After getting drugged by her best friend at a party Amelia's ends up having a one night stand with a stranger. That stranger turned out to be Liam Grayson the ruthless, arrogant and most successful CEO in their country. "It was just a stand think of it as a gift from me to you" Liam pointed out and in the next instance Amelia grabbed his index finger that was pointing at her. "It might be a stand to you, but not all girls are dying to be on your bed especially not me" Amelia replied through gritted teeth. Liam caught hold of her neck "I can be scary, don't try to act special, I will compensate you for your loss" he muttered as he stared at the red stain on the bed sheet. Amelia met his eyes "well I'm not scared of you" she pulled his hand away from her neck and went out of the room. Liam watched her back leaving before muttering some words " no one messes with Liam Grayson and goes Scot free".

Mia thought the best way to get revenge against her terrible ex was to get sexual pleasure from someone else. Preferably, a stranger! So she stalked the sexiest man she could find at the party. Once he cornered her, She made him a deal. Mia had no idea that the man she made a deal with was a possessive Billionaire who could make or break her. He wanted more after their passionate night together and decided she was going to be Entangled with him for life.

Sex is delicious. No one in their perverted mind will claim otherwise. So when a chance for a too good to be a true moment of one's life knocks at its door or when what happened a while ago was something you would never think it would have happened, some people grab these chances, while some regret it for a lifetime not indulging. A one-night stand or a quickie with a consenting individual is an easy fix.

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Vanessa and James have been married for almost two years. So far their marriage has been fine, although they have not been blessed with children. But one day, Vanessa found out the bitter truth, that her husband was having an affair with Vera, Vanessa's own sister. Vanessa became even more depressed when she discovered that the family that had raised her all this time was not her biological family. Vanessa decided to get a divorce and leave that 'hell'. But Vanessa's fate made Vanessa have a contractual marriage with her own boss. How could this happen?

"I want a divorce Noah", I said to him. My heart beating and knees weak. I was scared of how he would react. 'He should be happy right? I mean I am giving him a way out of the bondage of a marriage', I said to myself. Noah expression darkened and I could see his jaw tighten. He stood up and took slow steady steps towards me with both hands in his pocket. I immediately got scared and moved backwards. Noah Wellesley isn't the abusive type but he hates me to the bone, I wasn't sure what he is capable of. "Wh-what are you doing?", I asked, still moving backwards. Before approaching him for the request of divorce, I promised to be strong and not to let him intimidate me but... he is Noah Wellesley, the only man I have loved, and maybe still love. "What did you say?", He growled and I flinched. "I want to end this sham of a marriage, shouldn't you be happy?!", I suddenly found the courage to speak back. "And what makes you think I would be happy if we divorce?", He uttered and my brows furrowed. What did he mean by that? I stopped moving and he soon caught up to me, his eyes dancing on my lips and I saw the hidden feelings in his eyes. 'Why is he like this?', I asked myself.