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No Longer Mrs. Cooley: The Architect's Return
I went to the City Clerk's office for a routine copy of my marriage license to finalize a trust fund audit. I expected a simple piece of paper, but the clerk's pitying look told me my entire life was a lie. "The license was never finalized, Ms. Oliver. In the eyes of the state, you are single." The three-hundred-guest wedding at the Plaza and the Vogue features meant nothing. My husband, Gray Cooley, had intentionally filed the documents with a "procedural defect" so he could discard me without a legal divorce. Moments later, an iCloud invite titled "Our Little Secret" popped up on my screen. It was a photo of my best friend, Brylee, holding a positive pregnancy test at our Hamptons estate. Gray's text to her was the final blow: "Happy anniversary, babe. This baby is the best gift. Once the trust unlocks today, we're done with the charade." I soon discovered they were even stealing my career, reassigning my architectural masterpiece to Brylee while preparing my eviction notice. Gray's mother called me a "barren mule" in a leaked recording, mocking the infertility I suffered after saving Gray's life in a construction accident. I wasn't a wife; I was a three-year placeholder used to secure his inheritance. How could the man I bled for treat me like a disposable prop? How could my best friend carry his child while pretending to comfort me through my darkest moments? The betrayal burned until it turned into a cold, hard stone of fury. I didn't cry. Instead, I walked into the penthouse of the Barretts, the Cooleys' most powerful rivals. I signed a marriage contract with Kane Barrett, the man the tabloids called the "Beast of Wall Street." "I want a wedding," I told his father, my voice steady and lethal. "Bigger than the one I had with Gray." If they wanted me gone, they would have to watch me become the woman who owns their world.Danika huddled down on her cell. Empty cold cell.
She has been here for one week. She craves outside....anywhere. Anywhere at all that's not this cold barren space. Only one bonk bed occupied the side of the room.
She hasn't seen her captor in the past one week and that was the time he walked up to her, staring at her with the coldest eyes she has ever seen as he reached around her neck and collared her.
His slave. His property. He'd called her.
A chill went down Danika's arms. She has never seem a hatred more raw before, in anybody's eyes.
King Lucien hated her. So much.
Danika knows the reason more than anybody. Oh, does she know this.
One week ago, she was Princess Danika. Daughter of King Cone of Mombana. She was feared and respected.
No one dare look at her twice. You dare not look her in the eyes. You dare no walk the part she walks unless you have no value for your life. Her father saw to this.
Today, her father has been killed, their kingdom taken over by the ruthless King Lucien. He has also taken her over as his slave.
The sound of footsteps and chains rattling drew Danika's attention towards the door of the cell. The door opened and a bodyguard entered.
He carried a tray of food and Danika's stomach rumbled, hunger shoving through her and reminding her that this is her first meal since morning and it suspiciously looks like evening now.
"Here's your food, Priiiincess." The stretched the syllable in disgust. Everyone here hates her, Danika knows that much.
She raised her chin defiantly, saying nothing.
"The king will be here in a few hours. Be ready to receive him." He announced before walking away.
Fear slid through her. She isn't ready to face her captor yet. But it's been one week, and Danika knows it's inevitable.
🍄🍄🍄Two Hours Later🍄🍄🍄
The sun is almost down when Danika heard footsteps. Followed by, "THE KING HAS ARR---"
"Do not announce me, Chad." Came the curt reply that sent chill down Danika's arms. In all her twenty-one years of life, she hasn't heard a voice so cold.
"I apologize, my king." Chad quickly said.
Sounds of chains....and then, the door threw open.
Only the king entered because Danika heard just one almost-unheard footstep. The door closed behind him.
Suddenly, her cold barren cell was no longer so...barren. She raised her eyes and stared at him with her own hatred for him in her eyes.
He's so big like a warrior but he has the bearing of a king. Danika knows he's thirty-five years old...and larger than life itself.
Even when he was in slavery for her father, that regality was almost present around him. No matter how much he's beaten...how much he's tortured.
They stared at each other, the malice between them apparent. Evident.
Only, King Lucien's wasn't just hate...it was loathe. Full raw hatred and rage. There is no warmth in his eyes.
His face would have been so handsome, but a thick scar ran over one cheek, giving him a savage look.
He stalked closer to her, bent down and ran his hand through her blond...almost white long hair.
He grabbed it tight and yanked hard, forcing her head back and forcing her to stare into the ocean that is his eyes. Pain seared her.
"When I come in here, you'll address me. You don't just sit down like a coward staring st me or I'll punish you for it." His eyes flashed red, "I would love nothing more than to punish you."
Danika found herself nodding. Yes, she hated this man her captor, but she really has a deep aversion to pain. She doesn't like pain at all and she would do anything to avoid it....if she can.
"Yes....my king." She groaned.
Disgust flashed in his eyes. His hand lowered and rested on her barely-covered breast.
He circled her nipple through her clothing and then, he pinched her so hard Danika cried out as a thick wave of pain reverberated through her.
He still held the nub tight as he looked her in the eyes. "I am not your king and I will never be your king. I am a king to my people and you're not my people. You're my slave, Danika. My property."
Danika nodded quickly, wishing he'd let go of her hurting n'pple.
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The Alpha King's Hated Slave
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. ./0/18308/coverorgin.jpg?v=72d67862bbd8eca142f0de1f1616534a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mighty Soldier King
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Count On Your Love
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Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can't Afford Me Now
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The Substitute Bride And The Mysterious Tycoon
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The Alpha's Unwanted Mate
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The wife
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Destiny Of Vengeance
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Mr. Sanderson's Life At The Top
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Baby Genius: Looking For Daddy
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