"Loving you is the worst sin I've ever committed in my life, Tyron," Lizelle's bitter words seemed to burn her heart. The butterflies in her stomach died, the rain joined her lifeless heart, and above all, her self-loathing could not be erased as if it was a mark engraved on her entire being. What can we bestow for love? What can we waive? And what can we give up? People who were met at the wrong time and chance. How long can they forgive each other to forget the past?
Lizelle's Point of View
They say freedom is the most important thing to value. It is said that this will serve as your wing whenever you think you are locked up or held captive by the deceitful world. Nevertheless, what if those wings that help you fly and you cherished got cut from your back?
I suddenly felt a pang on my chest as the large black curtain parted.
I first noticed the men's lustful and burning stares that seemed to penetrate my soul. My wrists and feet were tied, and I wore nothing but lingerie panties.
I bowed my head as the muttering became louder.
"The bidding I will offer is Lizelle Smith. The former successor of a Smith Group. However, because of the mishap that happened to her-she has been left with nothing." The auctioneer hit the gavel before he continued, "The bidding starts now!"
"What calamity befell her?"
After the man's question, the noise died away.
"Sorry, Mr. Raymond, but I can't tell you anything about the "item" because only the person who can buy "it" will know. The contract specifies it. You can ask her if you're the lucky one who gets her."
"All right! $100,000 for her," he replied and shrugged.
"Oh no, Raymond. That kind of smoothness is suitable for my bed. I want to hear her moan and groan every night. $400,000 for those round breasts."
Because of what the second man said, everyone laughed.
I'm unsure where I'll place the humiliation or how I'll cope since all I want to do is run and hide. The bidding continued to rise until it hit $1,500,000, and the last bidder was an obese old guy.
'Do you mean I'm going to him? Destiny has been too harsh to me.' The realization strikes me.
"I'M NOW CLOSING THE BIDDING. GOING ONCE! GOING TWICE! SOL-" The auctioneer did not finish his line when a man stood up.
I was drawn to him by the perfection of his face and body. He is dressed dashingly and cleanly in a tuxedo suit and a regular brown haircut. The emerald eyes that seemed to be enticing you, the lovely pink lips that didn't seem to be wearing anything. Add his razor-sharp nose and sexy body, which many ladies may fantasize about.
"$2,000,000." That's all he said, turned around, and left. He left as everyone's mouths, and jaws dropped.
"FOR THE LAST BIDDING, $2,000,000. GOING ONCE! GOING TWICE!.... SOLD!"
...
When they took me behind the curtain, my eyes searched for the man who had bought me. I've moved my hand and foot faster to speed up the release to the chain that binds me. However, the bald man with the key grabbed my hand and legs. He licked his lip and softly massaged it. My hair stood on end because of what he did.
"Oh, honey! You're beautiful and seductive! If I had the money, I'd buy you and put my cock in your mouth, and..." He halted and stared at the sensitive area of my body covered with lingerie. The two men in the rear who were in charge of the curtain-opening laughed.
"Hey there! You've been doing it for a lifetime now! Can't you still unlock that?!" A man shouted and flung a white T-shirt and denim shorts on the ground. He tilted his head to peek at me because the bald man blocked his way.
"Tsk! I intended to steal you and take you home. I'll make you tired every day. Your whimper and moans will upset my neighbors," he whispered and stuck out his tongue like a mad dog. While I hate what he blabbers, he seems to enjoy what comes out of his mouth.
"It's almost over!" He gathered the clothes on the floor and dragged me back to where I had changed clothes with the other women earlier. "I'll take her to the girls' room first so that she can change!"
He grinned as he glanced at me. I already know what this bald planned to do.
"Hurry, since the person who bought her is already waiting. Perhaps, he'll buy your life when he's tired of waiting!"
The three men laughed loudly and fled, while the person who harassed me now appeared terrified by his companion's joke.
He pushed me hard when I lost sight of the men with him. The women here before have either left or were already in line. I'm not sure I'll be grateful that I was the first to be shown at the auction since the man who purchased me appears respectable.
If I am not sold tonight, they will leave me here and have to wait until the next auction. It's heartbreaking for the ladies who will remain since those who work here harass them. That was told to me by a woman who has been here for a long time. That's how it is, and she's gotten used to it. Because I could not pay my debts, the debt collector brought me here.
The man leaned his face towards mine, and I could smell his foul breath immediately. His teeth were rotten. He unlocked his belt and unzipped the zipper.
I didn't move and stared at his dick as if it were the size of my pinky finger.
I want to puke and laugh.
CLANG
When he unlocked the chain, with speed movement, I kicked him on a sensitive area of his body. He yelled at what I did, so I took the clothes he was holding from his grasp and rushed away.
I was putting on the T-shirt I stole while running since it embarrassed me that I looked like this. In my haste to escape, I bumped into something.
The man who "bought" me!
Even if the word "buy" isn't pleasant to hear, I can't do anything since it's the reality.
"Why are you here? I already paid for you." He coldly said.
I chased my breath first before I answered. "Y-Yes. That's why I'm here?"
I didn't say to him that I had just escaped from that bald man and I just accidentally saw him.
"I didn't ask you to come to me, didn't I?"
"Huh?"
I couldn't understand what he tried to convey. Isn't he here looking for a woman to be his sex slave?
"I'm not interested in you." He walked by me, and a personal guard approached.
"Where would you like me to take you, Miss?"
...
The driver dropped me off on a busy road and left. It's about to get dark again, and I'm not sure where I will sleep, whether on the road or the street yard.
When I wandered through the enormous buildings, I slipped my hand into the pocket of the black jacket the guard had given me as I kicked the rock and moved along the side of the road.
There, I found something that was hard and rectangle.
It was a business card.
I scanned it to search for the owner or the company's name but could not see anything.
I looked at the back and noticed that there was something to it. I initially thought the guard had missed it, but when I read what was inscribed on the back, I realized it was for me.
"If you desire anything for me, find me in this place."
[Warning! Explicit Content!] This is not a compilation of erotic short stories. This book is a long novel. Read at your own risk! [Book 1: Paddle me, Daddy] ••••••••••••• "Wealthy and renowned billionaire." Who doesn't like those words? Perhaps anybody, including myself, would spread their legs to be engaged to someone who has a title like that! Maybe if I was forced to tear my undies, I'd do it merely to get the attention of someone with a big name in the business and make my fantasy come true! But what if the illusion you believed would never come true becomes real? A billionaire who is wealthy and well-known... The issue is... his heinous attitude! I'm Rain Watson, and I've been hired as Damon Cooper's sex slave! But how could I continue serving him if he has the most evil behavior?! He grinned as he threw the money in my face and mocked me again, "So, Rain, tell me. Will you stretch your legs open or run away from me?"
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"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
"Lucien, let's get a divorce," I said in a peremptory tone that was long overdue, the most decisive farewell to this absurd marriage. We had been married for exactly three years-three years that, for me, were filled with nothing but endless loneliness and torment. For three years, the husband who should have stood by my side through every storm, Lucien Sullivan, had completely disappeared from my life as if he had never existed. He vanished without a trace, leaving me alone to endure this empty, desolate marriage. Today, I finally received his message: "I'm back. Come pick me up at the airport." When I read his words, my heart leapt with joy, and I raced to the airport, thinking that he finally understood my love and was coming back to me. But his cruelty was far worse than I could have ever imagined-he was accompanied by a pregnant woman, and that woman was Carla, my closest and most trusted friend. In that moment, all of my previous excitement, all my hope, and all of our shared laughter and tears turned into the sharpest of daggers, stabbing into my heart and leaving me gasping for air. Now, all I want is to escape from this place that has left me so broken-to lick my wounds in solitude. Even if these wounds will remain with me for the rest of my life, I refuse to have anything to do with him ever again. He should know that it was his own hand that trampled our love underfoot, that his coldness and betrayal created this irreparable situation. But when he heard those words, he desperately clung to this broken, crumbling marriage, unwilling to let it end-almost as though doing so could rewind time and return everything to how it used to be. "Aurora, come back. I regret everything!" Regret? Those simple words stirred no emotion in me-only endless sadness and fury. My heart let out a frantic, desperate scream: It's too late for any of this!
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Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?