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Rania catches her fiancé, Damian, cheating with her best friend Camila at a bar. Heartbroken, she calls off their engagement and walks out of Damian's life. In the midst of her sorrow, Rania meets Kenzo, a young billionaire known as Damian's greatest business rival. Kenzo proposes a two-year contract marriage. After brief consideration, Rania agrees. "Marry me, Rania. Just two years, and after that, we can part ways peacefully-you'll be free," Kenzo says. "This doesn't make sense. Are you trying to trap me?" Rania accuses him, her voice rising. "I don't want to waste time talking, Rania. If you don't agree, I have other ways," Kenzo replies coldly. "I'll marry you, Mr. Kenzo," Rania finally agrees. "That's a smart choice, Rania. Welcome to your new life, starting now," Kenzo says with a sly smile.
"This can't be happening," Rania whispered to herself, her eyes fixed on the video sent by an unknown number just minutes ago.
She walked swiftly into a downtown nightclub, pushing through the crowd that was absorbed in the booming karaoke music.
Rania clutched her phone tightly, trying to brush away the worst-case scenarios running through her head, hoping that the video wasn't real.
But all her hope shattered when she spotted her fiancé making out with her best friend on a sofa.
Her world came to a halt. Her heart pounded uncontrollably, and her body grew weak as she stood there, witnessing the two people she trusted most tangled up in each other in the corner of the room, completely oblivious to their surroundings.
Rania clenched her fists tightly. She had been standing there like a fool for minutes, watching their shameful display.
Taking a deep breath, she wiped away her tears harshly, trying to hold herself together.
"Damian..." Rania's voice rose, unleashing the storm of emotions within her.
Damian froze, eyes wide in shock upon seeing Rania standing there, watching them in the middle of their lustful embrace.
Camila quickly adjusted her clothes and stood up from Damian's lap, struggling to explain the obvious-because Rania had seen everything.
"Rania, I can explain-" Camila said with a guilty look on her face.
"Shut your mouth!" Rania snapped, pointing at Camila furiously.
Camila fell silent, lowering her head in shame. She knew she was truly in the wrong-she had betrayed her best friend.
She couldn't take it anymore. She and Damian had loved each other for a long time, and they had been secretly seeing each other behind Rania's back.
Instead of apologizing, Damian chuckled coldly, mocking Rania with his eyes. He didn't care.
"You should've known, Rania. I never really loved you from the start," he said flatly.
Rania froze, stunned to hear those words directly from Damian's mouth. It hurt. Deeply. But instead of breaking down, she laughed at the both of them.
"All this time, I was just an obstacle to you two, wasn't I?" she said bitterly. "Well, starting today, we're done, Damian."
She pulled off her engagement ring and threw it at them.
"Congratulations. I hope you have a baby soon," Rania said coldly.
She turned and walked out of the room. Let another woman have him. A man like Damian wasn't husband material.
"I'll make you regret this, Damian," she whispered with vengeance.
Back inside, Camila started to chase after Rania, but Damian grabbed her hand.
"I don't want Rania to hate me, Damian. She needs to hear us out. You can't just stand there doing nothing!" Camila said in a panic.
"There's no need. She ended our engagement, which means she's ready to live without me. Let's just focus on our relationship now, Camila," Damian said.
"No one can stop us from being together anymore. You've always been too kind to her, even if it hurt you," he added firmly.
Camila was touched. She hugged Damian tightly, a sly smile playing on her lips. She had won him over from her own best friend.
"Thank you, Damian, for choosing me," she said.
***
Rania sat alone at a bus stop, her face pale, eyes swollen. She didn't care about the cold wind biting at her skin. She just sat there, numb.
Five years she had been with Damian, and he betrayed her with her own best friend. Neither of them had a heart.
"He didn't even feel guilty..." she whispered.
"He chose his mistress over me."
Suddenly, a black sedan pulled up in front of her. A man in dark sunglasses stepped out and approached her.
Rania turned her face away, uninterested. Her heart was in pieces-she didn't want anyone near her.
"Get in," the man said curtly.
"I'm not going anywhere," Rania snapped.
"Then you'll just sit here all night crying over your fate until morning," he replied.
Rania scoffed, glaring at him. "Not your business."
"Crying over a cheating man is the dumbest thing you could do. You could be plotting revenge instead."
"Who the hell are you? Stay out of my life," Rania said coldly.
"Kenzo Adithya."
Rania's expression changed. That name often appeared on TV and in newspapers. Who didn't know him? A young billionaire and heir to Adithya Corp-one of the most powerful men in the country.
"So why do you care about me?" Rania asked, trying to control her tone to appear composed.
"Damian is my rival. He stole one of my projects, and I want revenge."
Rania shook her head and laughed bitterly. "So you just want to use me as a weapon for revenge. No thanks."
"I can give you anything you want, Rania. A new name, status, protection-you'll get the perfect chance to strike back at them."
Rania fell silent, weighing his offer. She couldn't bear to see Damian and Camila living happily while she suffered. She had to act.
Damian wasn't someone she could easily destroy. He was a CEO of a powerful company-no wonder a cheap woman like Camila clung to him with dirty tricks.
Kenzo grinned, watching Rania's conflicted face. She'd be a fool to say no.
He retrieved something from his car and handed her a contract.
"Marry me, Rania. Just for two years. Then we'll part ways peacefully, and you'll be free," Kenzo said.
Rania stared, frozen. She reluctantly took the paper and read it. Just two years of marriage.
"This is insane. Are you trying to trap me?" she asked, voice rising, accusing him.
What kind of billionaire randomly offered marriage just for revenge?
"I'm not going to waste time talking. If you don't agree soon, I'll have to use other methods," Kenzo said.
"And your life will be hell," he added.
Rania finally took the pen from her bag and signed the contract.
"I agree to marry you, Mr. Kenzo Adithya," she said.
"Good choice, Rania. Welcome to your new life-starting now," Kenzo said with a sly smile.
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.
"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?
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”
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."
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.