Zahra Eres manages to find a way to escape an eight year abusive marriage by forming a secret alliance with her husband's rival. The cold, handsome and enigmatic billionaire, Dashiell Otto Blackwood. He agreed to the plan, but at the cost of what? Zahra must return the stolen stocks to him, she agreed, but knowing Zahra, he decided not to trust her and wait till she loses her guard before killing her. Only if they knew that working together would lead them to fall in love with each other. Dashiell, regardless, was still hell bent on murdering her, not because of the stocks, but because he swore to never fall for another woman, even worse, the same woman with whom he had fallen for more than 9 years ago. In this novel, get ready for the rollercoaster of emotions, amazing plot twists, and steamy scenes. 18+ novel that includes abuse, violence, blood, use of drugs, BDSM, and a play room.
CHAPTER ONE: MEETING MR DASHIELL
My eyes flickered open like the blurry Christmas lights at the far end of a NewYork street. I tried to move but my head felt like it had been nailed to the hard, black tiles, and I could only manage to lift a finger or two.
My mouth quivered as I felt liquid surrounding my cold body, I began to wonder whether I had taken a piss on the floor while unconcious.
Using the strength I had left, I raised my fingers up to meet my eyes. My vision was blurry but I could still decipher that the liquid on the floor wasn't piss but in fact blood.
I was surrounded by my own blood.
I shut my eyes as I recalled how this came to be. It wasn't the first time he had beaten me, but this was the first time that his fists led me to draw blood.
I have endured it for eight years and running. All the beatings, the scars, and the pains. With no one to run to but the good memories of my distant past. Spent running around with a boy that lived close to me.
People talk about how envious they are about my wealth and status in society, but how taken aback would they be when they find out how I truly feel.
I honestly detest my wealth and status, because it hadn't allowed me to finally be free.
Ever since I had been born into a wealthy Eres household, my life and dreams were put on standstill.
The fifth child and only daughter of Danyal Eres, born into wealth and married off to wealth and pain.
I had been groomed to marry Malek since I was 6. My mother often said that our marriage would be the talk of the season and that it would bring our family wealth among many others.
But, what good is wealth when you are not allowed to be happy?
I remember when I told my father that I wanted to join his company, His mocking snicker drove a hard slap to my face and I was driven back to my cocoon, my place of solitude, my writings.
I have attempted suicide times without number, being the mother of a four year old son wasn't easy, but how would I care for a child who was taken away from me at birth?
The second he came out of my vagina, my husband called his mother and she took him away and hadn't allowed me to see him.
I was only ever allowed out of the house when my husband hosted a party with his friends, or when he was invited to one.
I let out a loud grunt as I struggled to get up, my hands harshly gripping the edge of my bed frame, while using the other to support my stomach. I grabbed the leather coat on the edge of my bed and left for the pharmacy.
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Using the coat's hood to cover my face, I stepped out of the pharmacy, clutching the drugs to my stomach as I limped like an injured antelope.
"Ma'am! It's starting to get windy. You should stay here until the sun starts to shine!" The front desk lady who ran after me, called, allowing me to face her and shake my head to refuse.
In my heart, I felt like everyone knew about my husband's mistreatment towards me, but what could they do other than offer unprofound sympathy?
"I'm fine. My car is just around the corner," I lied, my mind screaming for me to just get inside and sit there until my ass starts to peel. I wanted nothing more than to avoid Malek, but I knew how furious he was going to be if he didn't see me home early.
The wind soon started to pick up, blowing all the empty wrappers on the street out of place, while almost getting sand into my eyes. I started to run to try and find shelter somewhere, while mentally cursing myself for not following that front desk lady back inside.
Just then, I heard a car horn behind me, but I chose to ignore them, just In Case that was my husband's PA or driver.
I watched with my side vision as the silver Rolls Royce drove forth to be ahead of me, the tinted windscreen rolling down to reveal the face of a pudgy guy with a receding hairline, "Get in, my boss wants to speak with you," the man said, but I held my coat tighter around my body and shook my head to say no.
"It wasn't a request. Get in," the fat man commanded, opening the door and getting out to let me in.
The black interior of the car exuded extreme aura, power and wealth. The fresh smell of alcohol and cigarettes filled my nose as the fat man shut the door and walked away. And my shy gaze moved to take in the appearance of the man who sat next to me.
Compared to the fat man, this one was quite...body built. His chiseled jawline was complemented by piercing black eyes that seem to dig pools into those he gazes at.
His dark hair was styled, framing his high cheekbones, straight nose, and full lips. He was clad in a tailored suit that accentuated his broad shoulders and chest, and his whole appearance spelled one hundred percent aura.
"You wanted to see me?" I asked in a shaky voice. His dark eyes scanned me thoroughly, and he moved to examine the silver bracelet on my wrists that had 'OTTO' engraved on it.
"That bracelet..." he drawled, his baritone voice creeping me out. "Who gave it to you?"
"A friend from my teenage years," I replied, covering my hands around the bracelet.
He looked away and leaned back in the seat, "Why were you taking lone strides in the storm?"
I shifted in my seat nervously and answered, "I... wanted to take a trip to the pharmacy. It isn't far to where I live,"
"Where do you live?" He asked, his dark eyes back on me, scanning my whole body and boring into my soul.
"Malek Kashim Estate,"
He eyed me suspiciously, "What are you? His maid?"
I shook my head to say no, almost chuckling out of his lack of information, "I'm Malek's wife,"
I scanned his expression for some kind of reaction, and I didn't know why I felt disappointed that he had none.
"Did he do this to you?" He asked, his voice manly but empty. "You do realize that you reek of blood, don't you?" He asked but I didn't answer.
He tapped on the barricade that separated the driver's seat from where we both sat, "Stop. She will go on her own from here," he said, and like a flick of a finger, the fat man appeared and opened the door for me.
His dark eyes bore into me again and I swear that I could hear the last words that came out of his mouth before the car zoomed off, over again. "I'll see you soon, Zahra,"
She had dreamt about being in his arms again for five years. But, now, seeing him, she wanted nothing to do with him ever again. ~~~~~~~~~~ Valerie, a devoted wife and mother, gets into a steamy affair with her brother-in-law while married to her abusive husband. While their affair went on, a mysterious character was hell bent on ruining their lives and exacting an almost a decade long revenge. What happens when Valerie's husband finds out about his wife and his brother? How'd the Carsons manage to hide this big scandal from the public? Being one of the most influential and secretive families in the world drew more enemies to them. How long will Valerie and Alan manage to keep their affair on the low? How long will it take for them to find out who this mysterious character is before they ruin their lives forever? Read to find out Rated 18+ and contains the use of foul language, violence, and abuse.
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
"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?
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
Anabel found out she was pregnant and dialed her husband's number to share the good news to him. They have been married for two years without a child. Desmond's mother had been accusing her of being barren and unproductive. When the call was picked, she was flabbergasted and broken. She was hearing a loud moan of feminine voice. "Ohh! Yeah! Don't stop fucking me! Fuck me harder baby!" accompanied with sound of skins slapping against the other. She went home to confront her husband and end up receiving a divorce paper. Desmond divorced him for a lady his mother was rooting. Few months later when he found out that his ex-wife is a billionaire heiress and she is pregnant with twins, he went crazy!
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart-divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance-not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life-one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is... Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?