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Xavier Ashford the second son of the Ashford family. Handsome yet aloof, he is regarded by many as a prime bachelor. He has one rule: he can only be with a woman for one month-yet he always seems to attract beautiful women. At first, I believed I would just be another woman in his collection. However, everything changed one night when he unexpectedly tossed a marriage certificate onto my bed...
With a sharp pain piercing through my lower abdomen, I lifted my head and glanced at the man in the bathroom. Unlike others, even though he was nearly thirty, he maintained an excellent physique. His broad shoulders and well-defined muscles shone in a golden tan, even his perky buttocks were not spared from this wheatish hue. Feeling my burning gaze, Xavier turned his head and shot me a cold glance.
With a slight parting of his thin lips, his voice oozed mockery, "Another round? Not satisfied yet?" Looking around the room filled with the aftermath of our fierce "battle", the air filled with an ambiguous atmosphere, I felt slightly dazed, like in a dream. Fortunately, Xavier didn't expect an answer. He proceeded towards the bathroom. Attempting to get up and leave, the pain ripping through my body caused me to collapse back onto the bed. After lying there for about twenty minutes, I started to gather the strength to pick up my clothes scattered all over the floor. Bare-bodied, I differentiated between his and my clothes from the cozy carpet. As I bent over to pick up my lace underwear, the bathroom door suddenly opened. Xavier seemed surprised to be greeted by such a lovely sight, but he quickly composed himself. A mocking curve played upon his lips, and his eyes were filled with amusement. Probably, he presumed I was baiting him for another round! My thoughts were momentarily clouded by his smile. Putting it aside, I calmly picked up my underwear and, without showing any hesitancy, put it on right in front of him. This action elicited a chuckle from him. His gaze fell on the bed, where our bodies intertwined moments ago. With a flicker of his eyebrows, his deeply carved features even made his ridicule appear attractive. "Are you girls still sensitive about this kind of thing these days?" His long finger pointed at a patch of glaring red on the sheets. A shiver ran down my spine as I immediately knew he was referring to the hymen. Although I felt a bit uncomfortable, I still managed to smile and say, "Some clients care, so I occasionally visit a hospital to restore it." Xavier nodded, "Seems like I wasted your money this time then." "It's no issue, anything for Young Master Ashford is not a waste. Transfer the money to the account of Pearl's Mansion later, and till we meet next time." Having finished these words, I had already fastened the last button of my coat. After showing an agreeable smile to Xavier Ashford, I left this luxurious presidential suite. On the way back from the famous spot to the Pearl's Mansion, I dozed off in the taxi. When I got out of the car to pay, the driver gave me a couple of extra glances, a hint of ambiguity and wickedness in his eyes. Indeed, a woman visiting Pearl's Mansion at this time usually isn't an upstanding lady. It's time for me to introduce myself, I am the owner of Pearl's Mansion, or as everyone knows me, Madam Rosewood. I took over this mansion from my mother's hands when I was eighteen. It's been eight years now, the business can be considered good, managing hundreds of girls, and the size of Pearl's Mansion has doubled from the time when my mom handed it to me. But I don't think all the credits go to me. My mom played an indisputable role. She was the most famous streetwalker in the red-light district in the 1980s. She was not only beautiful but also talented. She could join a man in their bedroom endeavors and also provide advice on life and work. This differentiated her from an average streetwalker and laid a solid material and network foundation for the establishment of Pearl's Mansion. However, my mom was very laid-back, just like her sudden capricious desire to transform from a streetwalker to Madam Rosewood and establish Pearl's Mansion. After she met her lover, she decided to entrust the Mansion to seventeen-year-old me. However, it's against the law for minors to do this kind of work. So, my mom endured for a year and made the managerial rights of the mansion my eighteenth birthday present. Even now, I remember the moment when the clock struck midnight, as my mom threw the transfer contract onto the head of my bed, the relief on her face. When I returned to the mansion, most of the girls had already rested. Those on duty were on external assignments, and those not on duty had gone home. Only Anna was sitting at the bar counter, casually listening to music and drinking, since she had an unexpected visit from Aunt Flo and missed a good opportunity. Anna and I have a good relationship. When she saw me come back, she immediately approached me sneakily. "Hey! I heard you were taken away by Xavier Ashford last night?" I gave a nod, there's no need to deny these types of things. Anne clapped his hands with gusto, "Wow! Evelyn Quinn, the red-braised pork that all the wealthy ladies and young mistresses in our capital swoon over has finally landed in your bowl!" I couldn't help but roll my eyes at his comment, "Are you trying to laugh me to death so you can inherit the Pearl's mansion? It was merely a one-night stand, you are overthinking." What he said was actually quite accurate - all the ladies in the capital were indeed secretly admiring Xavier Ashford because he was simply exceptional. As the second son of the revered Ashford family and the grandson of General Dawson Ashford, endowed with alluring looks and elegant stature, Xavier Ashford was a man with irresistible charm, from his hair strands to the toe tips. But that doesn't include me. For me, this man was just a passing-by customer. Admittedly, a special one, given I had lost my virginity to him. I'm not in love with him. I am merely a hostess in a nightclub, and he is the cream of the crop. I knew it was never going to be possible for us. Again, Anne sneakily edged closer to me with a mischievous grin on her face, gossipy curiosity peeking out from her eyes. "Tell me, what is this Xavier Ashford, over whom half the capital's maidens are going crazy, like in bed?" His skills in bed... I didn't know how to respond to Anne's question and simply lowered my head, gesturing towards my own shaking legs. In a bout of surprise, Anne leaped up and yelled, "No way! Your legs are still trembling until now?" I nodded, "I came back right after it finished, you know he doesn't like women sleeping in his bed." The women in the capital were all too familiar with Xavier's habits. Once done with his pleasure, not staying in the same bed was his rule, and another rule was that he never slept with the same woman for more than a month. This may seem harsh and weird, but it's really not hard to understand. For someone of Xavier's status, who does not wish to get married and does not want to create troubles such as gossip or illegitimate children for himself, he would rather have a gold-digger by his side who is after his money than a foolish girl who won't stop bothering him with her genuine feelings. To Xavier Ashford, romantic affairs are merely a moment of pleasure, a matter of mutual convenience for men and women. Anne assumed that I was thinking about this and sighed, "Ah, Evelyn, maybe you don't need to be upset. You're not like those women. What if Xavier Ashford is attracted to you?" I'm not upset, and I'm not like those other women longing for Xavier's affection. What I cannot handle is his vigorous energy in bed, hence my somewhat pale face. But I don't need to explain this to Anne, she's always caught up in her own world. I chuckled and flicked her little head, "Perhaps every woman he chose thought the same." But I didn't, I accepted the reality. Even when Xavier Ashford, a senior, rescued me from the clutches of a naughty child when I was eleven, my feelings for him were only gratitude and never romantic. Maybe I was too young to understand the fluttering of heartbeats, or maybe I naturally believed that we were two people walking on parallel tracks. Xavier Ashford, this man to me, the first moment of closeness is also the countdown to parting. After saying goodbye to Anne, I went back to my room and fell asleep. By the time I opened my eyes again, it was dark. I must have been really tired last night, as I slept the entire day. I glanced at the clock on the wall. It was seven o'clock, which meant I didn't even have time for dinner. I hit the bathroom, took a bath, put on my makeup, and it was exactly eight o'clock. The city's street lamps and neon lights intertwined to create a painting. The night of the entire city of Casper City has begun...
When Lucy Carter lands the coveted-and dreaded-role of Mrs. Anderson in New York City, it feels like she's been hit by a freight train. Her new husband is undeniably handsome, with a commanding presence and a body to match. But beneath that polished exterior lies a notorious temper-cold, arrogant, and utterly indifferent to anyone's feelings. For most, this would be a disaster. For Lucy? A thrilling challenge. After all, she's no delicate flower. If she's stuck with this impossible man for life, why not turn the tables? With wit, charm, and sheer determination, she sets out to tame the beast-and mold him into the devoted husband she deserves. Game on.
Omega Eliza Harrington has met a lot of her father's associates in the past, but the gorgeous, half Italian Alpha Romano Alessandro Visconti was the one to render her speechless. Eighteen months into their marriage, however, Romano has turned into ice. In a desperate attempt to escape a relationship that has now proven to be as passionate as it is cold and hateful, Eliza summons the courage to ask for a divorce. But before Romano grants her request, he demands something from her: an alpha heir. The stalemate they are stuck in sickens her. Never mind that Romano has yet to introduce her to the large family that means so much to him. Or that Eliza overhears her husband on the phone with a mystery woman. The most damning is that Eliza senses that Romano's callous attitude towards her involved behind-the-scenes machinations of Victor Harrington, her cruel father. From the depths of her anxiety, Eliza must seek an empowering truth about the husband who calls her, with such cold affection, his Tesoro, his beloved.
"Alpha, it's confirmed, we observed her emerging from the airport." Cyrus Carter's body stiffened at the news. It had been three years since he last laid eyes on HER, yet the mention of her name still stirred up the same tumultuous emotions within him. AriaThompson still had the power to make his heart race and ache, but this time, it was not with happiness...... it was filled with rage and determination. "Prepare the car. I'm getting remarried today, and this time, I'll ensure she does not escape me!...... us " he declared, his gaze fixed on the photograph of his mate.
Selene comes from a lead family of one of the biggest packs in the country . she has been taught how to be a good omega for her future alpha mate. Her parents arranged her marriage, she is promised to Alpha Tristan Blackwood , the heir of the biggest pack in the country, she is over the moon because her dreams about handsome, powerful alpha mate come true. But years pass between their first meeting and the wedding and Selene learns the hard way that reality is not the same as fairytales .Her mate shows no interest in her and seemed like he didn’t even want her. She stopped believing they might fall in love is she ready to give up on her dreams? Or would they just coexist ?
She looks delightful," the alpha's voice dropped a note, making Anastasia flustered. She finally deflected her gaze away from the alpha . The alpha's face still looked angry, yet his words suggested he wasn't. Does he just never look happy? "We found her, our mate." "8 fucking years," the other alpha hummed. "We waited for you for 8 years. Now that you are finally in front of us, I can see why. Perfection cannot be rushed and there is no omega like you." "Perfect," the other repeated back, face still buried in her scent gland. Anastasia only ever wanted to feel safe. She got more than he bargained for when he ran away from his cruel father and even crueler intended mate her father sold her to
Isabella and Jaxon are arranged to marry by their families in a world where only a handful find their soulmates and alphas are the only ones who detect the soul bond and even fewer of them get to be with their mates. Only Jaxson is capable of feeling. Will he be able to make his soulmate fall in love with him as he has with her?
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”
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."
"Is it considered betrayal to develop feelings for your best friend's boyfriend? What about when fate intervenes, and he turns out to be your destined mate? You might think it's luck and thank the moon goddess for such a twist of fate. That's what I believed until the love of my life uttered those dreaded words: 'I want a divorce!' As I stared at the pregnancy test in my hands, I realized it was better to keep my secret to myself. My name is Violet, and this is my story."
Kara Martin was known as Miss Perfect. She was a beauty with good personality and successful career. Unfortunately, her life changed at one night. She was accused of adultery, losing her job, and abandoned by her fiance. The arrogant man who slept with her did not want to take responsibility. He even threatened to kill her if they met again. What's worse, Kara was pregnant with twins and she chose to give birth to them. Four and a half years later, Kara returned to work at a large company. As the secretary, she would frequently face their notorious CEO. Kara thought it wouldn't be a problem, but as it turned out ... the CEO was the father of the twins!
P-please, I beg you. Come let's go tell Christian I had no hand in whatever happened, p-please." I clutched the lapel of his jacket desperately. "Let's go. You need to tell my husband you were paid." "Young lady, you're harassing me." His tone was cold and his stare granite. But I could care less. "You harassed me first! You had sex with me without my consent, my husband knows and now I'm pregnant with this child he doesn't want. You ruined my marriage! I-I hate you!" ************************************ Caught by her husband with another man on their matrimonial bed the morning after her birthday, Hailey Codza could not defend herself. As though it's not enough, she gets pregnant. Her enraged husband decides to pay her back for her infidelity by having an affair with his ex-girlfriend - Denise Kellers, the family Hailey never knew she had. Losing her family's wealth and company to her husband and his ex (now girlfriend), she is devastated, homeless and penniless as all her credit cards are blocked by her husband. She sees the man who is responsible for her pregnancy. The man she has no idea how he'd found his way to her matrimonial bed - Jared Johnson. Jared is annoyed when this strange woman disrupts his meeting and accuses him of ruining her life, marriage and impregnating her. It affects his business deals and having no choice, he marries her to calm the public whilst engaged to someone else. But he loathes her and allows his family treats her badly. Hailey who has fallen in love with Jared is broken when she can no longer take the humiliation. She signs the divorce papers and leaves, only to arrive six years later to the country as a self-made, secret billionaire and a mother of twins. Now her two ex-husbands are begging to have her back...