He is Marco Finn, a well known billionaire who has to get married inorder to save Maxs Ltd, his family legacy. He decides to get married to Chloe Millers who is also a shareholder of the company under his parents wish. They both agree to get married to each under some terms but with the aim of divorcing after a year. Marco soon realizes that he's gay after his marriage to Chloe just when she started developing feelings for him. Will he be able to bring himself to tell her? and when he does, would she resort to changing him? Read to find out.
"Good morning mom" Marco took his seat opposite his mom. He focused his gaze on his phone because he didn't want her engaging him in any discussion before his dad would arrive.
"Good morning son" his father stepped in. He looked up and smiled faintly. He wasn't finding any of their actions or words pleasant and he wondered the reason they had requested to see him that faithful morning.
The room was silent and he slowly raised his head as his hazel eyes went from his mom to his dad, they were discussing in low tones. "you both called for me and now you're discussing without me" he said angrily.
"Marco" his mom called in a soft tone "we need you to get married" she said and Marco looked away. He was hoping this wouldn't be the conversation they wanted to have with him but he was wrong once again. How would he get married to someone he barely knew just to save the company which he started working in, three weeks ago? he wondered.
"Mom! I'll get married but only at my will and I won't get married to the Millers only daughter!" he said firmly
"and why? she's nice and she's...."
"the company depends on our marriage! you don't need to sugarcoat it!" he interrupted his mom with a hinge of anger
"Yes my son. If you don't get married to her, we would loose our company to some board members who want us out of the company" she said bitterly. Their company, Maxs which was in partnership with the Millers and other members, was the largest partnership company in Los Angeles and loosing it to board members would render their years of hard work useless.
"I'm so sorry about your company loss or whatever but I'm not going to get married to her" he stood up to leave. He was done with having the same discussion about marriage over and over again.
"If you don't get married to her, you'd cease to be a member of this family and a heir!" his father's mean voice echoed.
what? he stopped in his tracks. "whoa!" he ran his hands through his black short hair in frustration. Why should that even be an option? he sighed.
"Think about it" his father said going upstairs.
Marco sank on the couch thinking about what his father said, almost all his wealth was gotten through his family. What was he going to do if his father disowned him? he would have nothing.
He looked across the room and his mom was staring at him. A soft stare, she didn't want to be harsh on him but that was the only way to make him agree to their request, she smiled faintly at him before taking her leave.
He took his phone and dialed Taylor's number, Taylor was his personal driver and he needed to leave as soon as possible. He felt suffocated in here
"The Sunset" Marco said when Taylor arrived.
"Okay boss" Taylor said opening the car door for him to go in. The Sunset was a famous club and bar in Los Angeles, he usually went there with Adrian, his closest friend but today, he wanted to be alone.
"we're here boss" Taylor said. They had been there for over five minutes but Marco was lost in thoughts and he didn't like being interrupted by someone.
"for how long?" he asked meanly "about five minutes" Taylor said in fear, awaiting what might happen next.
"And you didn't say a word?" Marco yelled in frustration! He had always been mean to his employees and he didn't mind. "what am I going to do with you?" he stormed out "the keys" he stretched his hands and took the keys from Taylor "you can go home, I won't be needing your company today" he forced a smile and went in.
Looking around the bar, the lights were dim, which made it difficult for him to see through the room, but he could still make out some guys just his age and some sexy ladies which were all over the place waiting for billionaires both young and old to have them in bed.
"my regular" he said to the guy at the counter who smiled at his request. In seconds, the guy dropped a glass of beer before him, "enjoy" he said before going on to attend to other customers.
"Hey handsome" a young sexy lady sat beside him. Moving her body slowly in a flirtatious way, she needed to get his attention. To Marco, she didn't seem unfamiliar as this wasn't the first time she had made advances towards him. All her advances had been plainly declined by him but she wasn't giving up.
"I see you don't plan on giving up anytime soon" he smirked
"I see you came alone today" she said ignoring him and Marco laughed "I like you" he smiled and turned away as he continued to focus on his beer.
"why don't we get a room?" she moved closer to him and placed her hands on his thighs moving it slowly in a circular motion "I want you inside of me" she moved her hands to his shaft and he looked up at her, she was still smiling. Maybe she was right, maybe they should get a room! maybe that was the distraction he needed.
"Let's get a room then" he smirked at her and she was surprised at his reply, she didn't think he'd give in to her today but she counted herself lucky because not everyone got to sleep with Marco who was quite popular for nothing other than being so young, rich and handsome.
She walked behind him as he led them into his VIP room in the bar. "What a nice suite this is" she was marveled at the room. It was huge and well furnished, she didn't think a room like that existed in The Sunset.
"Are you going to keep admiring the room or are you going to give me what I want?" he asked impatiently.
"I'm sorry" she apologized, she didn't want him changing his mind. Marco watched her as she slowly took off her skirt, leaving only her panties. She slowly took off her shirt and moved towards Marco who was fully clothed and sitting on the bed. She reached out for his shirt and took them off revealing his masculine perfection which was one to die for.
She slowly moved her hands round his body, from his chest down to his stomach as she tried so hard to impress him. She brought her lips close to his and kissed him. Marco was confused about himself, why didn't he feel anything? he wondered. He didn't feel the urge to continue or the urge to have her in bed, what he felt was disgust! she reached out for his pants and removed the buttons, she was already enveloped in the heat and wanted to have his shaft right inside of her. She didn't care if he felt the same way or not, she just needed to satisfy her sexual desire.
"Stop!" his mean voice echoed and it made her stop abruptly. She looked at him with confused eyes, she didn't know where she had gone wrong. "Put on your clothes, I'll send you the money" he said taking his phone and he sent her the money.
"but... we didn't get to do anything. Did I do something wrong?" she dared to ask and Marco looked up at her in anger. Looking at her alone made him feel disgusted. "Leave my room" he yelled and she quickly put on her clothes and walked away as fast as she could. Marco just laid in bed, wondering what was wrong, she didn't do any wrong, the problem had to be from him.
Alexa, a journalist resigned from her job and decided to move on due to her failed relationship, a relationship she had thought would never end. Leaving Illinois and taking a break from journalism, seemed like the best distraction for her. She moved to California to start up her new life. She chose to forget about love and move on with desire, in her quest for a job, she meets and ends up spending a night with him. Luckily for her, getting a job wasn't as hard as she had imagined, but finding out her boss was the guy she had spent a night with? Things went the way she wanted, but one thing didn't go as planned and that was the love she started developing for her boss. The sudden interest she developed for him resulted in her quitting because she found it uneasy having her boss as a lover. After a series of thoughts, she finally made up her mind to go back into journalism, but ended up working in the company of her ex-boyfriend! This was exactly the past she had been running away from.
Trigger warning!!! Intended for mature readers who enjoy morally complex, slow-burn, poseesive, forbidden, dark romance that pushes boundaries. ***EXCERPT*** Blood everywhere. Trembling hands. "No!" My eyes blurred. His lifeless eyes stared back at me, his blood pooling at my feet. The man I loved-dead. Killed by the one person I could never escape - my stepbrother. *** Kasmine's life was never hers to begin with. Kester, her stepbrother, controlled and monitored her every move. At first, it was all sweet and brotherly until it began to turn into an obsession. Kester was the Alpha, and his word was law. No close friends. No boyfriends. No freedom. The only consolation Kasmine had was her twenty-first birthday, which was supposed to change everything. She dreamt of finding her mate, escaping the sickening control of Kester, and finally claiming her own life. But fate had other plans for her. On the night of her birthday, not only was she disappointed that she wasn't mated to the love of her life, but she found out that her mate was none other than him - Her tormentor. Her stepbrother. She'd rather die than be mated to a man whom she had known as her big brother all her life. A man who would do just anything to make sure she was his. But when love turns to obsession, and obsession turns to blood, how far can one girl run before she realizes there is nowhere else to run to?
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
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.
Sawyer, the world's top arms dealer, stunned everyone by falling for Maren—the worthless girl no one respected. People scoffed. Why chase a useless pretty face? But when powerful elites began gathering around her, jaws dropped. "She's not even married to him yet—already cashing in on his power?" they assumed. Curious eyes dug into Maren's past... only to find she was a scientific genius, a world-renowned medical expert, and heiress to a mafia empire. Later, Sawyer posted online. "My wife treats me like the enemy. Any advice?"
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.