After a breakup, I started an online romance with a younger guy. After spending the night with him, I planned to get dressed and leave. Who would have thought he was determined not to break up and became clingy...
After a breakup, I started an online romance with a younger guy. After spending the night with him, I planned to get dressed and leave. Who would have thought he was determined not to break up and became clingy...
The man in the suit was tightly bound with a tawny hemp rope.
He was on his knees, with a brilliant-hued rose held in his mouth.
I intertwined the ropes across his back, merging his wrists and arms into an intricate pattern of rope.
The man uttered a muffled groan, and two rose petals of sanguine hue dropped onto the floor.
I smiled slightly but did not stop.
His face appeared even paler, yet with a blood-red rose in his mouth, the contrast was strikingly vivid.
His muscles began to tremble slightly, and a coarse voice continuously emanated from his mouth.
I leisurely sat in front of him, my high heels clicking, and admired his appearance from above.
The man before me was strikingly handsome.
His beautiful eyes were half-closed, the elongated corners tinged with tears, exuding a pale yet brooding aura.
The red rose that was being lightly bitten in his mouth further accentuated his beauty of a combination of red and white.
This was the first male friend I met online, very young, only twenty-two.
We got acquainted via an online application. Since I learned about this thrilling and forbidden delight from this younger man, it was as if a new world had been unveiled to me. Every few days, when I was in a restless mood, during my menstruation, or when I was in a bad mood or unhappy, I would torment him severely.
He would do everything he could to make me happy; it was a mutual agreement.
Everything seemed to change three months ago, when I found out that my boyfriend had cheated on me.
My boyfriend, Richard Burton, was the one with whom I had been in a relationship for three years.
We were already discussing marriage, but because I refused to sleep with him, he turned to another woman. He even added insult to injury by calling me a hypocrite!
My parents are honest people, lifelong farmers. From my childhood, they had educated me that "Women should protect themselves well" and that premarital sexual activity was not permitted. As a result, I had a very strong sense of morality and had never slept with any man.
However, what was the use of being so conservative?
I was still a virgin at 27, and my boyfriend also cheated on me.
With an inner void, my friend downloaded the app for me and then I incidentally got to know this young and charming younger man before me.
Initially, it was just for fun and to vent.
But strangely, after a few encounters, I was not averse to him in the slightest. I even felt quite relished being coaxed by him and even had the intention of entrusting my first time to him.
Although it was my first time playing such a shameful game, I had fantasized about it countless times.
I subjected him to all kinds of humiliation and demanded from him at will.
Under my 'torment', he trembled with excitement.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, in the bathtub, before the full-length mirror, we played our consensual games.
Indeed, there was a thrill in conquering a proud spirit.
Perhaps my smile carried a tinge of provocation, or perhaps it was overly brilliant.
In an instant, the man was captivated by my smile, as if driven mad by my provocation.
He appeared as if maddened by my provocation, gazing at my me, possessing an unyielding and fierce spirit, and then he lunged at me!
The game spiraled out of control!
I was so frightened I took a step back, trying to escape...
But I failed...
Afterwards, as I lay in a daze, still not fully recovered, the young man whispered teasingly in my ear, "Was it really your first time, Dolores? Do you like it when I'm bold? I can make you even happier... Is it that my figure is not attractive enough that you don't show any interest in my good looks any more..."
The man deliberately elongated the ending syllable and indolently raised his eyes, smiling at me.
I suddenly snapped awake!
Glancing at the young man who was lying on the bed, I was thoroughly perplexed.
She spent ten years chasing after the right brother, only to fall for the wrong one in one weekend. ~~~ Sloane Mercer has been hopelessly in love with her best friend, Finn Hartley, since college. For ten long years, she's stood by him, stitching him back together every time Delilah Crestfield-his toxic on-and-off girlfriend-shattered his heart. But when Delilah gets engaged to another man, Sloane thinks this might finally be her chance to have Finn for herself. She couldn't be more wrong. Heartbroken and desperate, Finn decides to crash Delilah's wedding and fight for her one last time. And he wants Sloane by his side. Reluctantly, Sloane follows him to Asheville, hoping that being close to Finn will somehow make him see her the way she's always seen him. Everything changes when she meets Knox Hartley, Finn's older brother-a man who couldn't be more different from Finn. He's dangerously magnetic. Knox sees right through Sloane and makes it his mission to pull her into his world. What starts as a game-a twisted bet between them-soon turns into something deeper. Sloane is trapped between two brothers: one who's always broken her heart and another who seems hell-bent on claiming it... no matter the cost. CONTENT WARNING: This story is strongly 18+. It delves into dark romance themes such as obsession and lust with morally complex characters. While this is a love story, reader discretion is advised.
Katherine endured mistreatment for three years as Julian's wife, sacrificing everything for love. But when his sister drugged her and sent her to a client's bed, Katherine finally snapped. She left behind divorce papers, walking away from the toxic marriage. Years later, Katherine returned as a radiant star with the world at her feet. When Julian saw her again, he couldn't ignore the uncanny resemblance between her new love and himself. He had been nothing but a stand-in for someone else. Desperate to make sense of the past, Julian pressed Katherine, asking, "Did I mean nothing to you?"
Hidden for years by the state despite a fortune worth billions, Grace bounced through three foster homes. At her fourth stop, the wealthy Holden family showered her with care, sparking spiteful claims she was a despicable grifter. Those lies died when a university president greeted her. "Professor, your lab's ready." A top CEO presented a folder. "Boss, our profits soared by 300% this year!" An international hacker organization came to her doorstep. "The financial market would crash without you!" Colton, a mysterious tycoon, pinned her softly. "Fun's over. Let's go make some babies." Grace's cheeks flared. "I didn't agree to that!" He slid a black card into her hand. "One island per baby."
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
Maia grew up a pampered heiress-until the real daughter returned and framed her, sending Maia to prison with help from her fiancé and family. Four years later, free and married to Chris, a notorious outcast, everyone assumed Maia was finished. They soon discovered she was secretly a famed jeweler, elite hacker, celebrity chef, and top game designer. As her former family begged for help, Chris smiled calmly. "Honey, let's go home." Only then did Maia realize her "useless" husband was a legendary tycoon who'd adored her from the start.
Livia Shelby, 19, is forced into marriage with Damian Alexander - a ruthless CEO with a cold heart. Hate simmers beneath the surface, and sometimes it blurs the line between resentment and desire. But what happens when the love that grows between them is bound by a contract... and forbidden to be spoken? Author's Note: This book has been previously published on several platforms. This version is a revised and improved edition.
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