Blinded by unrequited love, Dayna's world shattered upon learning of Jon's engagement to another girl. Determined to focus on her happiness, she decided to move on. Returning to the workforce, Dayna witnessed her career soar. Soon, admirers flocked to her. Realizing his mistake, Jon wanted her back, but Dayna only responded with a cryptic smile. Following that, she posted online about Jon, the charming CEO, seeking a wealthy, attractive, and virtuous woman to marry. Making matters worse, his contact details were shared across several dating sites!
Jon Matthews's touch sent a wave of shivers down Dayna Allen's spine as she lay tensely on the bed, her breath escaping in a soft moan.
"Already surrendering?" Jon teased, his voice a mix of amusement and provocation, his breath warm against her ear.
Dayna's fingers tightened around his arm, her nails pressing but failing to mark his skin, as he intensified his grip, his actions rougher than she'd anticipated. Overwhelmed, Dayna eventually lost consciousness.
When she awoke, the room was silent, Jon absent. On the nightstand beside her, a watch lay atop a check.
Rising, she caught sight of herself in the mirror, her skin a canvas of their fervor.
She understood the stark reality of her relationship with Jon-his interest was solely in her body. From the outset, she had approached him, driven by the desperation to secure funds for her mother's treatment. In return for his financial assistance, she had entered into a tacit agreement: she was his secret lover, nothing more.
Their interactions were strictly transactional, each encounter meticulously compensated. The check left beside the bed, a numerical reflection of Jon's satisfaction, was just another part of their unspoken contract.
The sound of the bathroom door snapped her back to the present. Jon emerged, the contours of his muscles highlighted by the beads of water that clung to his skin, a towel loosely hung around his waist. Yet Dayna's gaze was transient, her mind elsewhere.
She moved to lay out his clothes, her movements mechanical. Jon's visits were solely for his needs; he never stayed the night.
As she buttoned his shirt, careful not to linger on the feel of the fabric, Jon's eyes met hers in the mirror. "Not satisfied?" he inquired, a hint of mockery in his tone.
"No, it's too much," Dayna responded, her voice even, her stunning features composed. She hid her desperation well, her elegant demeanor masking the turmoil beneath.
Dayna wasn't aware of Jon's silent observation, concentrating instead on assisting him with his clothing.
His voice, suddenly serious, broke the routine of their usual silence. "I'm getting married."
His words hung heavy above her as Dayna looked up, a flicker of surprise crossing her features.
She had managed his schedule as his secretary, arranging the meetings with the potential matches his mother, Helena Matthews, had chosen. Yet, nothing had ever come of these setups. Dayna had assumed they were merely formalities Jon endured to appease his mother. Over time, she had dismissed them as inconsequential.
"Is she the daughter of the Pioneer Tech's CEO?" Dayna's voice was steady, devoid of emotion, though inside, a storm brewed. It was the most recent of the dates she had scheduled for him.
"That's right," Jon confirmed simply.
A dull pain throbbed in Dayna's chest, but she masked it well. "Congratulations," she managed to say, her voice a whisper of formality.
"Our families are having a formal meeting tomorrow night. I'll leave it to you." His tone was indifferent, the underlying order stark against the backdrop of their recent intimacy.
"Okay," Dayna replied, her voice a mere echo of resignation.
Jon left without another word.
Dayna remained motionless, anchored to the spot long after his car faded into the night. It wasn't until the distant hum of the engine dissolved into silence that she move.
Sleep eluded her, her thoughts a tangled mess of confusion and sorrow. She lay awake until the first hints of dawn.
When her alarm blared again in the morning, it jolted her from her reverie. With a heavy heart, she skipped breakfast and applied makeup to conceal the signs of her sleepless night.
As she headed to work, Jon's voice crackled through her phone, instructing her to call an impromptu meeting of the executives.
Dayna settled into her office routine and had her team prepare the conference room. She then proceeded to Jon's office to make the necessary adjustments for his day.
As usual, she meticulously arranged the documents for each department and ensured the office ambiance was perfect, adjusting the scent and temperature settings just right.
Jon entered, his presence commanding as always, donned in a sharp, perfectly tailored suit. His face was set in a serious expression. Dayna handed him his morning coffee and quickly briefed him on the day's agenda.
He barely acknowledged her as he reviewed the documents she had prepared.
Checking the clock, Dayna reminded him, "Mr. Matthews, it's time for the meeting."
The meeting went on without a hitch, and once it was over, Dayna finally had a chance to breathe. Back at her desk, she noticed a gift box.
"It's from Miss Madison Scott of Pioneer Tech," one of her colleagues explained.
Curious, Dayna opened the box to find a luxurious bracelet, clearly expensive, its brand logo prominently displayed.
"Looks like everyone received one," her colleague added.
"Miss Scott certainly knows how to impress. I just checked, and this bracelet is worth over ten thousand dollars," one colleague noted, examining the luxurious piece.
"It's not just about the price, though," another chimed in. "It's a clear message. She's staking her claim on Mr. Matthews."
The office buzzed with whispers, as news of Jon and Madison's engagement was already circulating since that morning.
"Should we accept these?" someone asked Dayna, uncertainty in their voice.
"Absolutely, it would be inappropriate to refuse a gift from the future Mrs. Matthews," Dayna responded, extending her arm for her colleague to help her fasten the bracelet.
"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?"
After a passionate night, Verena left some money and wanted to leave, but was held by her companion. "Isn't it your turn to make me happy?" Verena, always disguising herself as ugly, slept with her fiance's uncle, Darren, in order to escape her engagement with her unfaithful fiance. Darren had respect and admiration. Word of his romantic escapades circulated, some saying they saw him kissing a lady against a wall and others calling it gossip. Who could ever tame Darren's heart? Then, shockingly, Darren was caught bending down to help Verena with her shoes, all to score a kiss from her!
*18+ only. Contains mature themes* Adeline’s world gets flipped upside down when a neighbouring Alpha takes over her pack. He’s ruthless, rumors being said that he even killed his father for the Alpha position, yet Adeline can’t help but drop to her knees whenever he’s nearby. Convinced that Alpha Jaxon has been cursed by the Moon Goddess to never have a true mate due to his violent history, he takes a compatible mate of choice instead, a woman who's strong enough to help lead the pack, unlike Adeline who looks meek at the first sight. However, Adeline discovers there’s more than lust pulling her to Alpha Jaxon. How will she be able to resist? **** “I’m not sure if that’s how one should greet their Alpha”, he uttered inches away from my lips. I paused for a second in an attempt to compose myself, adrenaline free flowing, as my wolf and I took in the comfort of being so close to him again. “Hmm, that may be true except you aren’t my Alpha yet”, I challenged him back in a seductive tone that came off naturally. Our faces were so close together that the warmth of our breaths was clashing, I so badly wanted him to give in and close the distance between us. “You feel that, don’t you? Your wolf is squealing inside to have me mark you… right… here…”, Jaxon nipped at my neck ever so lightly. I felt as if my legs were about to let out under me at any second. He moved his hand just under my sweater on my back pulling me closer into his hardness while his other hand glided across the side of my face, caressing my jaw softly. Crisp electric sparks shot through my body at his touch, “Shh Adeline, soon I’ll have you completely submitting to me. You’ll be begging your Alpha to stretch that tight, wet pussy and fill it entirely”, lowering his hand and lightly swiping between my legs.
On her wedding night, Natalie's stepmother set her up to marry Jarvis, a disfigured and disabled man. Fortunately, she managed to escape, but little did she know that later she would fall for the man she was betrothed to.Jarvis pretended to be a poor man, but he didn't think that he'd fall head over heels for this woman.Their life went on until one day, Natalie found out her boyfriend's little secret."Huh? How could you have billions of dollars' worth of assets?" she asked in disbelief.Jarvis didn’t know how to respond.Being met with silence, she gritted her teeth angrily. "They said that you couldn't walk, but as far as I can see, you're strong enough to run a marathon."Still, he remained silent.Natalie continued, "They even said that you only have a few years to live. What about now?"Finally, Jarvis opened his mouth to explain. "Honey, this is all just a misunderstanding. Please calm down. Think about the baby.""Jarvis Braxton!"The man knelt down immediately.
Pandora thought she would have a white picket fence and 2.5 kids with her high school sweetheart. That was until he stood her up on their date and she caught him cheating. Newly divorced Pandora goes to Vegas and lets her hair down. A wild night with a stranger results in her waking up with a terrible hangover. Moreover, she couldn't remember his name or what he looked like! Life after that should have been boring—apart from fighting off her ex-husband and putting the mistress in her place. Who could have known that one night of passion would lead to unexpected and lifelong consequences? Now, Pandora needed to search for the baby of her father. But what is she to do when she is attracted to her doctor? Will she forget about the mystery man who made her laugh or will she start anew with this handsome and polite doctor? Will the demons of her past allow her a happily ever after?
In order to reciprocate Jason Moore who saved her life, Alison Clark quickly married CEO Jason who was seriously ill. Alison thought that she had to try her best to protect and take care of Jason, but to her surprise, she turned to be the one being protected and spoiled and became the enviable Mrs. Moore. However, wasn’t it said that Jason could not live more than two month, why was he getting better and better day by day? It turns out that he lied to her that he was never ill! Alison who found the truth and tried to get rid of him is held in Jason’s arms, “Want to marry someone else? No way!”