According to the rumors, Bentley Davila is terminally ill and disabled, vicious and ugly. fortune-telling siad he requires a good marriage. Thus, Alexa Wilson became a his bride from a little beggar. Everyone waits to see the joke until- "My little girl is too delicate, I have to protect her." In fact, Mrs. Davila is fair-skinned and beautiful, born with supernatural powers, capable of doing everything, omnipotent in everything, and specializes in curing all kinds of injustices. "My husband is too weak, I want to protect him!" In fact, Bentley Davila's waist is no longer sore and his legs are no longer lame. He is handsome and rich. He is in power of Davila Group, and his worth is unrivaled. A group of people get enough of PDA. Is this the daily life of a golden couple doting on each other?
A petite figure shuttled through the messy garbage station in the dark night.
Alexa Wilson was dressed in ragged clothes, and her leaky cloth shoes stepped into the soft mud.
With the help of the dim yellow light bulb on the trolley beside her, she raised a homemade triangular fork and easily opened the food bags to find more valuable abandoned waste.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and joy welled up on her face.
Rice cooker!
She carefully took it out and looked it over carefully, but it was still a Siemens.
She hurriedly moved the trolley out of an open space, placed it carefully, and pressed the lid of the pot with waste books.
Although it is an old style from more than ten years ago, it is worth dozens of yuan to sell scrap iron!
Feeling relieved, Alexa Wilson took a few more steps forward, and with a snap, she seemed to have stepped on some viscous liquid.
In this kind of place, stepping on unknown things is common, and she doesn't care much about it.
However, after taking another step, the strange sticky sound sounded again.
She lowered her head subconsciously to check, the light of the small light bulb was barely dimmed, and the scarlet blood was shining coldly.
She was surprised, this is...
Alexa Wilson knelt down, rubbed her fingertips, and put it in front of her mouth and nose to sniff lightly.
It's human blood!
After analyzing this result, she quickly pushed the trolley into a hidden corner and hid it.
She followed the bloodstains all the way, rounded a turning, and caught a blackness in the distance at a glance.
Like a man?
"Mr. Davila?" she tentatively asked.
It was quiet and no one responded.
Alexa Wilson's heart sank, she walked over a few steps, and slammed his arm with a three-edged fork, "Wake up."
The man shook his head, but he still hung his head, as if unconscious.
She pursed her red lips slightly, took out a dilapidated old mobile phone from her pocket, and called 911.
"Someone was injured at the dump site south of Peace Road in the western suburbs, bleeding a lot."
"Okay ma'am, we'll be there right away, please try to stop the bleeding first."
Beep beep, hang up the phone.
Hemostasis, the location of his wound is...
Alexa Wilson took a closer look, noticing his blood-soaked shoulders.
She had to squat down and take out a bunch of expired gauze from her broken fanny pack.
Just as she was about to bandage, a big hand grabbed her suddenly, with such force that it almost crushed her bones.
"You want, do, what." The man's thin lips parted slightly, and his hostility overflowed in an instant.
His low magnetic voice was hoarse, and his breathing was full of weakness.
Alexa Wilson paused, looked up and met his eyes suddenly.
His eyes were too dark, as if hiding a dense black cold, reaching straight to the soul.
Alexa Wilson didn't change her face, she let him restrain her, and said in a low voice: "You have lost a lot of blood, and if you don't treat it, you will die."
When the words fell, she just took them.
It's just-how skillful is she in bandaging? The method is still very sophisticated...
In her impression, it was the first time she did this kind of thing, how could she understand so well?
Before she had time to think deeply, there was a sound of hurried footsteps in the distance.
"Quick, we must find him today!" Accompanied by a vicious male voice.
Alexa Wilson's eyes turned cold, and at the same time, the man's lacquered eyes overflowed with a bloodthirsty dark light, and his hoarse voice came out coolly.
"Run, at once." His words were addressed to her.
She really didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble, but if she ignored him, she would probably die tonight.
While thinking about it, the footsteps got closer and closer, and the man in black shouted: "There are blood stains, over here!"
Alexa Wilson gradually clenched her palms and picked up the discarded bricks. She had just stood up to prepare for the challenge when the same sound of standing up came from beside her.
She turned her gaze to him, "Your injury is too serious, you can't now..." Before she finished speaking, the man in black roared fiercely again, "Here, catch him!"
With an order, five men in black rushed over from all directions.
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"
⚠️ WARNING!⚠️ This book contains mature contents,vulgar words,violence,toxicity, and age gap differences, which may be triggering to some readers. ---- He added a second finger into her pussy and she let out a muffled moan."You sure you don't want this?Your pretty little pussy seem to be betraying your words", She gripped the edge of the counter and shut her eyes tight,managing through gritted teeth."I hate you,murderer", His jaw hardened and he stopped his movements with his fingers inside her."Say it again", She wanted his fingers to move in her so badly,as pathetic as it may sound.She gritted her teeth again and let out."I said I hate you,murderer!I wish you would just die and-ahh!",She yelped the minute his fingers left her panties and grabbed her to bend her over his knees as he sat on the tall stool there."What are-ahh!",She yelped when his palm made a harsh contact with her bare ass. "Count!",He growled.
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.
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
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