Amber Star, a journalist with an easygoing life, had everything turned upside down when she stumbled upon a dark secret and in turn got her life entwined with something darker, leaving no room for an escape. Damian Stormborn, CEO of Starline Entertainment with a prestigious reputation as a sex god and every woman's crazy dream man, had everything at his beck and call including a dirty secret that could ruin it all. Sadly, he had not counted on the fateful encounter that would reel a little rabbit into his dark lair. They had a problem. A sweet love tugging at his heartstrings and a dangerous romance ready to engulf her, changing all of her morals. With bigger problems and demons lurking in the dark, waiting to destroy all that he held dear, including her, how would the sex god survive this ordeal? Would both of them succumb or would they be determined to break the weak link, giving into the darkness?
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CHAPTER 1 – Something Unexpected.
The sound of heavy beats and loud music reverberated along the beautiful street of WestLane's Dreamy streets.
Unlike every other day, the night was filled with lots of vibing and celebration.
Photographers, reporters, journalists and fans all went crazy due to the event that was currently been held by Crystal Sky's wealthiest bachelor.
Cars of different latest brands trooped into the parking lot, dishing out top celebrities who were there to grace the occasion.
Amidst the chaos outside, a reporter was seen broadcasting the event with a raised voice to overshadow that of the happy fans.
"Live at the 31st birthday celebration of the top wealthiest, sexiest, most charming and most endowed bachelor in the country. Fans have gone wild with joy and enthusiasm in glee and jubilation of the event of the young sex god."
In the midst of the chaos, a young lady was seen pushing through the crows with her recorder in her hand, hoping to get in front of the crowd.
"Ouch!"
"Stop pushing!"
"Get lost."
"Excuse me. Pardon me."
Still, she did not relent even though they pushed and cursed at her as she squeezed inside.
In the end, she was thrown back out from the side, while the act of survival of the fittest went on.
'Damn them all!' She cursed inwardly as she rose from the ground and dust her baggy black trousers.
Quickly, her eyes swept through the crowd once more, ignoring the reporter standing a few centimetres away from the line outside the tapped line.
"Everyone had been clamouring outside, waiting for the arrival of the almighty Sex God, Damian Stormborn to grace them with his presence..."
With every word sent out of the reporter's mouth, the young lady rolled her eyes and soon she caught sight of a shadow down the lane before it took a bend and disappeared.
As if on cue, her questing eyes roamed about, connecting the dots together and linking the buildings.
'Bingo! I guess I just found my way in. Sayonara suckers.'
With utmost glee in her eyes while maintaining a cold face, she scurried away from the scene and snuck towards the path leading to her supposed entrance.
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While everywhere buzzed and everyone took their time enjoying the rich and the high life a couple were seen behind the big building getting down to business.
Bang!
Her body slammed
"Aahhh~" the lady's moans filled the air as the man's skilful mouth and hands went about pleasuring her boobs and giving her nape so much attention.
Her brain buzzed as sparks danced in her eyes. She could not describe how she was feeling right now.
Or if it was due to the fact that she confessed her love for him inside the car that made his kisses thrill her so much when his hands massaged her breasts through her crimson red body-con gown and his expert tongue licked and suck on the swollen buds on her chest.
"Aaahhh umm yeshh..."
"Shh..." his deep voice commanded her as he slid his right hand up to her neck, holding her in place.
His emerald green eyes blazed with lust and desire as he stared into hers.
Like a spellbound fool, she nodded, pressing her lips together to conceal the moan she could feel rising up just from his actions.
"Good. You want a release?" His baritone voice inquired, making her core lick out more of her juices.
"Badly," her sensual voice stated.
Rather than speak further, he crashed his lips right on hers once more and continued from where he had stopped.
Feeling him steal her breath away, she sought to give him pleasure in return and let her hands wander from his head down to his back, trailing her fingers down the length of his spine through his suit.
"Urghh," she groaned as he bit down on her nape, forcing her to stop her movement on his body.
"Only I, pleasure you."
Those last words sent shivers running down her spine and when he claimed her lips again, she had no regrets as it became more heated and wanting.
Seconds turned to minutes and soon he stopped for a moment and stared deep into her eyes.
They were filled with desire and passion and he knew it was time. Time to finish what they had started.
Slowly his fingers made their way down her chest to her belly button, while placing soft kisses on her cleavage.
Wickedly, he snaked his hand around her waist, bringing it to her round-shaped butt while his free hand never left her breasts alone, alternating between them.
On and on he went and before long his fingers disappeared underneath her gown, pushing her panties aside to touch her.
Her body trembled beyond words when he dove a finger into her.
"Aaaahhh...."
A few minutes later, his ministrations on her body increased as the cries of her pleasure drowned in his mouth continued.
Seconds later, he gazed into her eyes once more and ordered.
"Cum."
Like a brain-turner, she shut her eyes and pressed her legs together as she came undone before him, ignoring the mess she made of herself.
"Uumm...."
Her muddled screams were all that could be heard as her chest rose with rapid breaths.
Suddenly he waved his right hand in front of her and before she knew what was going on, her vision blurred into a dreamy state.
A mischievous smirk shone on his lips just watching the smile of satisfaction lit up her pleasured filled face.
"Always my pleasure."
Those words fell out, making his pride swell at the thought of making her orgasm within some minutes but that thought alone yielded something else.
His green eyes suddenly darkened as a bright light shine in them.
He wasted no second and brought his hand in front of her chest and a bright light shine on his hand, directing it to her chest.
Seconds passed and all of the energy around her suddenly pulled towards her chest forming a small heart shaped fruit, the size of a pearl.
His brows knitted a bit and he swept his gaze back to her face.
'Not satisfied enough I see. Hmm.'
Taking matters into his hands, he questioned, "Who's your idol?"
"Damian."
"Do you love him?"
"With all my heart."
Immediately the pearl like fruit glowed a brighter hue, illuminating the smile on his face as it moved towards his body and disappeared on his chest.
Not too far from where the couple stood, the young lady's eyes from earlier went agape with shock as she saw a glow surround the man she had least expected to see.
'This is...'
Instinctively, she took slow steps, backing away from the scene while keeping her gaze focused on them as she made her escape.
She had come here in search of a way in to get the juicy secrets.
Who would have thought that the juiciest of them all invaded her memory first?
Clank!
Her breathing stilled instantly when she took a step back and her body hit the trash bin.
Immediately, the sound of an empty can that fell out of the trash bin hit the ground and reverberated in the surrounding.
'Shit!' She exclaimed internally but held her position.
His head snapped in the direction of the sound, scanning to see if anyone was there.
For some reason the longer he stared, the more her heart picked its beat and raced in her chest.
'This is not good. Not good. I must leave quietly lest he...'
Crank!
She had taken a step back when her sneakers stepped on the can, making another sound and sending his attention right to her.
"Damn it!" She muttered to herself and without an invitation, she turned on her heels and ran with all her might.
His eyes narrowed at where she was only a few seconds ago and without waiting for another second, he turned and chased after her.
As quickly as her feet could get her, she ran with every fibre in her body, making haste lest whatever he was caught up to her.
Her eyes darted from place to place in search of a hideout or a favourable destination considering the crowd was still far from her.
Suddenly she saw a taxi drop someone off and was about to leave when she yelled after it.
"Taxi!"
At the same time, Damian rushed out from the lane he was in, caught sight of a girl running as fast as her heels could take her, and flashed a devilish grin.
'Where do you think you are going to, little rabbit?' He questioned inwardly as he placed a leg forward ready to dash for her.
His eyes once more changed their colours, empowering him enough to make his chase when suddenly he stopped and reverted back.
Just then her legs finally arrived beside the taxi and in a rush, she opened the door and jumped into it.
As soon as she was in, she turned her head and gazed behind from the rear windscreen.
That was all he needed to see, the very face that needed to be dealt with.
"I shall find you."
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
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.
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
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.
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."