Efilista

Prologue "let me go Richard....let me go!" She yelled on top of her voice as if she was going to be killed. "He's my best friend... he's my good friend...we don't have feelings for each other and all the lies Gertrude...!"...he screamed back her words of assurance at her without looking into her eyes. He feared he might strangle her to death if he looked into those innocent eyes which were contrary to her character. "Richard listen to me...you don't have to do this..I understand these pictures were taken somewhere but believe me it's not what you think"! She tried to speaking sense to him but he wasn't listening he was too lost to give a care. "Richard....Boss!" She yelled out one more time and finally he stopped...He looked into her eyes and there was a deadly glare from him... Oh she had really angered him for real this time. "So it is now Boss?" He questioned angrily..."Boss?" He screamed... "I'm sorry... Richard...you are overreacting and you are scaring me." She finally cried...her tears were just making issues too worse for her yet she was blind to it. "You are so deceptive but from today I will never be held captive by those dirty lies of yours...I will  give you are reason to call me Boss since that's how I have been to you all this while, a reason to never stick those lips of yours to any other man's and a reason to regret ever being the seed of that bastard." He meant every word he said...He was too angry to rethink his decision. "Richard please don't do this....I beg you!" She begged as she realized how beyond reasoning he was. She didn't even understand a certain statement he made; born of that bastard? it was one she felt very hurt to hear but the situation didn't help her ask why he had to say that. "Arrr. . Richard stop .. please". She felt pain when he threw her on the bed.  All this while he was dragging her on the staircase...the same staircase she thought belonged to her savior. Yet, here he was , dragging her  to finish what they couldn't finish months ago and it was not because he was willing but because he had been lied to. She had been set up and he was the perfect person to cause her pain. Whoever did this had really planned well...so well she became nothing in his eyes anymore. "Let's talk about this...mmm" her voice was muffled due to the force of the kiss that landed on her lips...it was obvious he was going to do something really hurtful to her and she won't be able to escape. Soon sounds of clothes tearing was ringing with muffled sounds in the room...the same room where it all began...poor Gertrude...her enemy had really got her this bad. She kept on hitting his shoulders to get his mind back on track but it was useless, he was already inserting his finger into her dry folds and she couldn't help but struggle the more since it was roughly done and she was still new to all this... "Aaaarrrr... please don't do this..."she immediately screamed in pain and spoke when he finally released her lips to unbuttoned his shirt. "Richard... it's still me...your Gertrude..you promised not to hurt me" she said in tears but he was still undressing himself. "Get ready for all the pain I wish you... " he finally spoke and soon settled in between her legs. She felt it...it was his rocky manhood,it was trying to penetrate her untouched folds and  it wasn't being gentle. she took a glance at it and feared for her pitiful self. It was no way going to be able to penetrate into her...she was sure of that. "Ah" "stop" "ah" ..."Butler please help"...she cried out the last time to see if anyone could intervene but no one came...it was just a mad man in between her legs trying to do the impossible...worse,he was taking revenge for a mistake she wasn't even at fault of. "Ri.... Arrrrrrrr" she finally screamed when something tore and a huge object penetrated...she couldn't even fight him out since her hands were held strongly above her and she could only jerk to get herself free though she knew it wasn't going to work she just acted out of pain. He didn't stop despite all her tearful and pain inspired reactions. To him, he took what belonged to him because she was easily to loose it to another person and she deserved this pain even if she was saying the truth...she is the seed of the beast who destroyed his life.      

Harshan is one of the greatest kingdoms of the seven kingdoms in the era of power, slavery and bloodshed. The prophesied Princess, sheyah has been missing for the past 20 years without being found by her kingdom. Her kingdom needs a ruler to rule in order not to become subdued by another great kingdom. Two years remain for her kingdom to bow to the kingdom and king of Forshan. Without her presence, her kingdom is subjected to slavery. In the kingdom of Forshan a very beautiful maid is maltreated by the leader of Maids in the palace of Forshan. Trouble lies ahead of her as she found favor in the eyes of the crown prince of Harshan. Betrothed to the crown prince she fears she will loose the love of her life and decides to elope with her secret lover. Will she be able to be with the love she wants? Or will she find love in the crown prince? Will the lost princess ever be found by her Kingdom before it's too late? Let's find out together...

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.”

For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.

He told her to call him Daddy. Not because he earned it, but because he fucking owned her. The moment she signed that contract, she stopped being a woman with dignity and became his filthy little plaything. His holes to use. His mess to ruin. He didn't just fuck her, he rewired her. Stripped her clean of boundaries and filled her with sin. Every punishment made her scream. Every game dragged her deeper into his twisted world. And the way he praised her... Good girl. She should've run the first time he said it. But Daddy doesn't let his toys leave. He breaks them until they beg to stay. ** Mia's life changed the night she let a stranger ruin her. One night. She never expected to see him again. Until she walked into her new job... and her boss turned around. Ace.Her one-night sin in a thousand-dollar suit. Only this time, he wasn't asking her to be his assistant. She was to be his wife.

Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .

"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"

Nadia O'Hara is a woman considered to have the perfect life, a loving and successful fiancee, a famous career, and a perfect fairytale wedding. Well, not until she flees from her own wedding, leaving her fiancee at the altar. In reality it was all a facade, her so called loving fiancee is actually a scum who only wants to marry her to boost his Fame and is actually having an affair with her best friend. When she catches him in the act, he threatens Nadia not to reveal it to the public or else he would destroy her career and ruin her name. Left with no choice she almost accepts the nightmarish life until the moment she sets her eyes on him. Evan Wilson is a wealthy successful CEO of the Wilson group owning a successful chain of hotels, he is considered cold, emotionless and detached, from most people. He who had never cared about any woman's emotions finds himself drawn to the stunning bride, and the moment he sets his eyes on her, a strange emotion surfaces inside him. Driven by the irresistible desire for one another they share a one night together that holds no promises and no commitments, but what happens when they can't forget one another after that? What will Evan Wilson do when he's unable to forget her? And what happens when that one night between them bears fruit?

“Do I want a taste?” his voice deeper than he had ever spoken. His eyes pinned on me like I was the only thing that fascinated him. “What do I do?” I thought to myself as he moved closer to me, I wanted to run away, to resist him but I was pinned to the wall by him. “Gosh I hate this man so much” his scent, his body, his beautiful green eyes, he was driving me crazy. I know this is wrong, he has a fiancee and all but that makes me want him even more. “Get on the bed and spread your legs” his cold voice woke me up and then I remembered I was just a maid to him. “Yes master”.

"It's getting hot in here, don't you think?" I shudder as my clit becomes wet with his smooth voice. I melt away in his arms. He kisses me with a passion I've never felt before, and I moan into his mouth, lost in the moment until I sense him kicking open a door. I realize we're in a room. He continues the kiss as I wrap my leg around him, pulling him closer, his erection pressing into me. I feel my panties dripping wet from arousal. He releases me, resting his back on the headboard, and grabs my thigh, pulling me closer. His hand goes to my hair, releasing it to let my curls fall freely. He guides his fingers from my scalp to the ends of the curls, muttering in a husky voice, "Fucking beautiful. ****** Jasmine found herself trapped in a loveless marriage. Her world shattered when she uncovered her husband's betrayal on his birthday. Heartbroken and betrayed, she made the difficult decision to leave him and start anew in Illinois, with her friend Ava by her side. As Jasmine tried to go through her new life, a one-night stand left her pregnant, uncertain about the father's identity. But complications arose as Maxwell, Jasmine's ex-husband, refused to let go. Jasmine discovered shocking truths about Ava's betrayal. As secrets unraveled and loyalties were tested, Would she find the strength to overcome the obstacles in her way? Could she trust her heart, or would the shadows of the past forever haunt her?

A man like Travis Sinclair wants nothing more than a woman who matches his sexual prowess and is used to getting everything he wants. A cold-hearted billionaire ,he lives by one rule - no love, no commitment. Ayanna Davies isn't looking for a relationship. She's focused on her work and the financial security it brings. As a high end escort, her client is full of filthy rich men who are willing to pay handsomely for her services. But when Travis Sinclair becomes one of her clients, she begins twice about mixing work with pleasure. Not knowing that he is an old acquaintance whom she despises.

22-year-old Evelyn Carter is attempting to start over in California while avoiding her past. She will be embarking on a new career path as a private school teacher. She is smart, attractive, and doesn't put up with nonsense. Who wouldn't notice her? However, what happens when she attracts the attention of someone unwilling to let her go? Who wants her and nothing else after falling in love at first sight? A 25-year-old billionaire CEO and single father, Lucian Carrington. He takes what he wants and he is also a very dangerous man. All it needed was one look at a stunning woman to realize she was HIS, even though he doesn't believe in relationships because they always end. Preview: Miss Carter, you will be mine. I say firmly. "Release my arm, Mr. Carrington, before I force you to." She says, seeming to smile at me. I give her a sly smile. Squeezing my wrist with her other hand, she twists it uncomfortably. I gave a painful hiss. "Don't underestimate me, Mr. Carrington." "This is the only time I will allow you to walk away from me, Miss Carter." She glared at me as she turned. "Mr. Carrington, I am no possession of yours." I was left standing there when she opened the classroom door and left.