She feels so safe with him but he hates her so much ...Annette Suvillian is the fifth and last daughter of Johnson Suvillian . Annette is a young girl who is loathed and despised by every member of her family. Though a Sullivan, Annette lived a lonely life until she met Collins Barlowe at an uninvited dinner in her home. Collins Barlowe is a ruthless billionaire, a man whose halo radiates dominance and agitation . He believes in working hard to make money and when he needs to relax; sleeping with glamorous girls is not an option, but a must-do for him. Marriage is excluded in the list of things he has to do in life, but his mother wants him to get married at all costs. Collins's and Annette's worlds collided and now, Annette's life is about to completely stray around from worse to something more hostile because she's about to get married to Collins Barlowe; the ruthless billionaire boss who doesn't give a sh*t about anyone.
The soft moans of two adults filled the presidential suite of the third floor of a Penthouse, the masculine voice was louder, overshadowing the blunted sounds of the female who seeemed to be wanting more as he hits her from the back . He went on faster, thrusting in and out of her tail end . His member suddenly slipped off her tail end , he was about to take it in back when the loud ringing of his cellphone disrupted them .
Collins groaned, he loathed being disturbed at a time like this. He had been working his ass off at work , and now was the time he had to have some fun, and someone interrupted him with calls ? Gross
"Do you want to pick that call?" The tawny whose ass was still raised in the air asked him. She was enjoying it and would regret it if Collins didn't finish with her tonight . Not everyone got to have a romp with the mighty Collins Barlowe, she had managed to get his attention and she didn't want that opportunity to slip off her hands.
"Yes," wholly naked, he wandered across the room, moving to grab the phone from the bed. He picked up the phone and another call came in. He swiped up to pick the call . " Hey mom , " his deep voice reverberated through the room . " What's happening tonight?" He asked, blinking his eyes in confusion.
" We have dinner with Johnson Sullivan and his daughters. Have you forgotten our meeting with them today?" His mother's voice pierced his ears. "He has beautiful daughters that you will like. His first daughter is very beautiful, I already spoke to her and she seems to be interested in you too."
Collins scoffed, shaking his head. "She does not even know me."
"She does, everyone knows my son. I will be expecting you by eight, I love you. "She ended the call before he could counter her words.
He swaggered over to where the trawny, his eyes bloodshot red with fury. "Are you leaving?" She asked him.
He rolled his eyes, "How is that a business of yours ?" He snapped, pulling out the drawer attached to the dresser in the room . He brought out some stacks of cash and handed them over to her . " Leave before I finish in the bathroom ." With that said, he strolled into the bathroom.
The trawny fumed with resentment as she watched him lazily drag his feet into the bathroom. He wasn't done with her yet but she had to leave. There's always a second time, but she hoped she'd get the chance to be in bed with Collins again.
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Collins swayed his lanky body when he got into the bathroom, he slide into the bathtub and had a slow bath, wondering why his mom wants him to get married at any slightest move. He wasn't interested in getting married, all he knew was to work hard, sleep with glamorous girls and make more money. Getting married was never part of his plan, and he hoped he wouldn't see a lady that would suit him from all the five daughters of Johnson Sullivan .
He finished from the bathroom and swaggered back to the vast bedroom. The room was the finest on the second floor of his 4-floor penthouse. He specially set that room aside for his lustful desires.
He donned a pair of black trousers with a white button-down T-shirt, and a black jacket to fix. He proceeded to the long-length mirror to adjust his bow tie, he admired his well- structured manly body in the mirror. There was evidence of his continuous and relentless gyming. He smiled, he's the perfect definition of looks and a killer body .
After that, he combed his hair and dashed out of the room when he was satisfied with his looks.
Collins met Roselle his assistant while he walked in the hallway. She hurried to lead him down to the first floor, calling out his schedule for the night as they headed towards the elevator together.
"And lastly, you have a meeting by 1am."she finished, combing her curly black hair with her fingers. She stood close to him , almost not reaching his shoulders. Roselle was a woman of average height and body size; she was tall, and slender from the upper body down to her massive hips . ". That's all for tonight sir."she smiled at him, adjusting the glasses that perched on the bridge of her nose.
"Roselle, I think you should go home now."Collins spat sternly , his face filled with emotions.
"But sir, you have to meet with the…."
"Roselle, I'm not meeting with anyone tonight. I have to be somewhere with my mother." The elevator came to a halt. Collins kneaded his fingers against his creased forehead, his long frame hovering above Roselle . " Go home Roselle, we will sort things out tomorrow. "
"Yes, Boss. She smiled ."though she wanted to attend the meetings, she was also glad that she could sleep throughout the night ."I will see you tomorrow then."
The door to his Rolls Royce was already opened when he arrived at the parking lot, Collins slide in and told his driver , Daniel, his destination. Soon, the car was out of the penthouse, hitting the busy night street of Downtown Houston .
Collins fixed his glasses on his eyes and leaned backward on the seats, reminiscing the things that has been going on in his life lately. He'd been stressed out from work, he had a lot on his table. He suddenly felt a twinge in his chest when he realized that he had to obey whatever his mother wanted him to do . She was the reason he could be called Collins Barlowe today. After he lost his father when he was just 5 years old, she made sure she worked her ass out to make him successful , and the result of the hard work was what he Inherited that made him one of the richest and youngest Billionaires in Dallas.
He was jolted out of his thought by the ringing of his phone, checked, and it was his mother , Esther. He smiled, Bobbing his head. His mother would not back off from this. He trusted her never to relent .
She feels so safe with him but he hates her so much ...Annette Suvillian is the fifth and last daughter of Johnson Suvillian . Annette is a young girl who is loathed and despised by every member of her family. Though a Sullivan, Annette lived a lonely life until she met Collins Barlowe at an uninvited dinner in her home. Collins Barlowe is a ruthless billionaire, a man whose halo radiates dominance and agitation . He believes in working hard to make money and when he needs to relax; sleeping with glamorous girls is not an option, but a must-do for him. Marriage is excluded in the list of things he has to do in life, but his mother wants him to get married at all costs. Collins’s and Annette’s worlds collided and now, Annette’s life is about to completely stray around from worse to something more hostile because she's about to get married to Collins Barlowe; the ruthless billionaire boss who doesn't give a sh*t about anyone.
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?
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
"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?
Blinded in a crash, Cary was rejected by every socialite—except Evelina, who married him without hesitation. Three years later, he regained his sight and ended their marriage. "We’ve already lost so many years. I won’t let her waste another one on me." Evelina signed the divorce papers without a word. Everyone mocked her fall—until they discovered that the miracle doctor, jewelry mogul, stock genius, top hacker, and the President's true daughter… were all her. When Cary came crawling back, a ruthless tycoon had him kicked out. "She's my wife now. Get lost."
Natalie used to think she could melt Connor’s icy heart, but she was sorely mistaken. When at last she decided to leave, she discovered that she was pregnant. Even so, she chose to quietly leave his world, prompting Connor to mobilize all of his resources and expand his business to a global scale—all in a bid to find her. But there was no trace of Natalie. Connor slowly spiraled into madness, turning the city upside down and leaving chaos in his wake. Natalie finally surfaced years later, with wealth and power of her own, only to find herself entangled with Connor once again.
She was hurt. She was bullied and made fun of. And the only hope that kept her going was finding her mate. She has always been weak. Weak to the world. Why? Because she was a lantern. She didn't have a wolf. That's what everyone thought about her. When she found her mate, he wanted her to be his slut and not a wife. She might be an omega, but it doesn't mean she will take disloyalty and betrayal lightly. So she did something that no one in history ever did. She rejected an Alpha. "I, Alexis Clark, reject Brandon Sterling, the alpha of Black mist pack, and consider myself a free soul until I decide so."; Were her last words before she left that torturous place and became a rogue. A rogue that everyone was fearing and finding. Why? Because she was the rogue that has become one of the biggest problems of almost all the packs in the country. She was Alexis Clark. A rogue that rejected an Alpha, stealth food, kill other rogues, and more than that was living with humans and studying with them. What will happen when her case is given to the world's most dangerous alpha, Sebastian Sinclair, who has taken it upon himself to punish this rogue. The one who hated rogues and omega to a level that was beyond understanding. Why? Because his mate was an omega, who betrayed him with a rogue before dying. How will Alexis tackle this alpha, in whose College she was studying and living under hiding for almost a year? What will Sebastian do when he finds out the new girl he had been talking to is none other than the rogue omega that he had decided to kill? "To love you with all my might was my only wish, but you were the only one who gave me endless suffering. So today, I promise myself to not fall for anyone."; A simple saying that both Alexis and Sebastian had vowed upon. Will they be able to find their love amidst all these problems?