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BILLIONAIRE AND THE CONTRACTED STRIPPER
Romance "You are Mine!" He said with his dominating voice holding my neck, he was choking me, I was frightened to the very core, shaking
"The moment I paid you that huge sum of money you became an asset to me" he added
"You can't back out now. It's too late" he said again still holding me
"I'm not yours" I managed to say in a cracked voice
"I will never be yours" I replied with a cracked voice trying to breathe"
"You are nothing, you are just a mere whore with nothing else but a standing pole, a hoe who spreads her legs for money and that's all you will ever be. A stripping hoe!" he said, tears rolled down from my cheeks as I began to cry.
"If you try to break the deal we have by revealing it to an outsider, you will be dead! And come to think about it, who would believe the words that come from a stripping hoe like yourself, no one, no one will ever believe you! Because you know what you are? A complete Street whore. That's exactly what you are and what you will ever be"
"If I'm a complete whore to you. Why did you choose me?"
"Because you are nobody. I don't want my family digging into your profile and finding something so I chose you. You were the perfect match that fit into all of this charade" he said intuitively
"I don't want to do this anymore, I will wire you back your money first thing tomorrow morning" I said, trying to leave. He drags my hand vigorously, I was scared to the very core shaking like a drenched rat
"You don't seem to understand the concept of our agreement, you don't seem to understand. I already introduced you to my family. Khloe you can't back out now. You can't"
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"Who did you tell about our contract?" He yells, his eyes were red, and he was in an angry state
"Who did you tell?" He asked again
"No one. I told no one" I answered scarily
"What do you mean you told no one?
"How does my sister know?"
"I don't know" I said fidgeting"
"I told no one. I.........I ....... only told" I said stuttering as I tried to remember who I told, but still uncertain
"You what! He asked painfully, his eyes were still red
"I only told my friend Rochelle"
"Shit! He screams loudly hitting the door
"She wouldn't have told anybody, I promise" I said just about to cry
"You don't know what you low lives can do for a dollar"
"Rochelle couldn't have told her"
"You are so fucking naive. You lowlifes can do anything for a fucking penny!"
"She's my best friend"
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HIS DOE, HIS DAMNATION(An Erotic Billionaire Romance)
Viviene Trigger/Content Warning:
This story contains mature themes and explicit content intended for adult audiences(18+). Reader discretion is advised.
It includes elements such as BDSM dynamics, explicit sexual content, toxic family relationships, occasional violence and strong language.
This is not a fluffy romance. It is intense, raw and messy, and explores the darker side of desire.
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"Take off your dress, Meadow."
"Why?"
"Because your ex is watching," he said, leaning back into his seat. "And I want him to see what he lost."
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Meadow Russell was supposed to get married to the love of her life in Vegas. Instead, she walked in on her twin sister riding her fiance.
One drink at the bar turned to ten. One drunken mistake turned into reality. And one stranger's offer turned into a contract that she signed with shaking hands and a diamond ring.
Alaric Ashford is the devil in a tailored Tom Ford suit. Billionaire CEO, brutal, possessive. A man born into an empire of blood and steel.
He also suffers from a neurological condition-he can't feel. Not objects, not pain, not even human touch.
Until Meadow touches him, and he feels everything. And now he owns her. On paper and in his bed.
She wants him to ruin her. Take what no one else could have. He wants control, obedience... revenge.
But what starts as a transaction slowly turns into something Meadow never saw coming.
Obsession, secrets that were never meant to surface, and a pain from the past that threatens to break everything.
Alaric doesn't share what's his.
Not his company.
Not his wife.
And definitely not his vengeance.
My Fiancé Married Me To My Rival
rabbit At my best friend's birthday party, I drank tainted wine and passed out.
When I woke up, I heard the doctor say it could cause severe nerve damage.
I teased my fiancé Cayden Hewitt, asking who I was and where I was.
He hesitated, staring at me, then called my rival Liam Hewitt.
"You're Julia. He's your fiancé. You're getting married soon."
I froze, thinking he was joking too.
My best friend, Vivian Green, slipped her arm through Cayden's, looking every bit like a couple in love.
Eventually, I was about to marry Liam.
But Cayden, with eyes red from emotion, stood in front of the car to stop it, pleading, "Julia, don't marry him. I've realized I can't let you go." When Love Turns to Ash
Gavin My world revolved around Jax Harding, my older brother's captivating rockstar friend.
From sixteen, I adored him; at eighteen, I clung to his casual promise: "When you're 22, maybe I'll settle down."
That offhand comment became my life's beacon, guiding every choice, meticulously planning my twenty-second birthday as our destiny.
But on that pivotal day in a Lower East Side bar, clutching my gift, my dream exploded.
I overheard Jax' s cold voice: "Can't believe Savvy's showing up. She' s still hung up on that stupid thing I said."
Then the crushing plot: "We' re gonna tell Savvy I' m engaged to Chloe, maybe even hint she' s pregnant. That should scare her off."
My gift, my future, slipped from my numb fingers.
I fled into the cold New York rain, devastated by betrayal.
Later, Jax introduced Chloe as his "fiancée" while his bandmates mocked my "adorable crush"-he did nothing.
As an art installation fell, he saved Chloe, abandoning me to severe injury.
In the hospital, he came for "damage control," then shockingly shoved me into a fountain, leaving me to bleed, calling me a "jealous psycho."
How could the man I loved, who once saved me, become this cruel and publicly humiliate me?
Why was my devotion seen as an annoyance to be brutally extinguished with lies and assault?
Was I just a problem, my loyalty met with hatred?
I would not be his victim.
Injured and betrayed, I made an unshakeable vow: I was done.
I blocked his number and everyone connected to him, severing ties.
This was not an escape; this was my rebirth.
Florence awaited, a new life on my terms, unburdened by broken promises. Reborn in Flames: A Reckoning To Reclaim Her Throne
Aurora Rose In the eighteen years of her life, Brianna had endured relentless abuse from her family, living in constant fear.
One fateful day, two dignified figures approached her and revealed a shocking truth: she was their long-lost daughter, heiress to the wealthiest family in the city-the Owens.
Desperate for love and acceptance, Brianna hoped to escape her past. Instead, she fell victim to Cassie, a cunning impostor who manipulated their parents against her while feigning distress. Rather than forging a connection with her real family, Brianna found herself betrayed and isolated.
When a car accident left Brianna in a vegetative state, she found herself able to listen to everything around her, though unable to respond. Bitterly, she realized her parents didn't care for her; they visited just once.
A month later, Cassie visited, disconnecting the ventilator before leaning in to whisper coldly, "Goodbye, my dear sister. You shouldn't have come back. You are meant for that despicable, wretched family."
Somehow, fate granted Brianna a second chance. Reborn and fueled by rage, she vowed to make everyone who had wronged her pay dearly.
This time, she would seize the life that had been stolen from her.