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Jilted Girlfriend? I Am The Tycoon's Wife
Cara Lewis sat quietly as her boyfriend of three years pushed a plate of dessert across the table, wearing a rehearsed mask of sorrow. He claimed he had to break up with her for her own good, blaming his lack of connections on Wall Street and insisting he couldn't give her the life she deserved. He acted like a martyr making a tragic sacrifice, waiting for her desperate tears and trembling denial. Instead, Cara calmly pulled out a stack of glossy photos and an elegant engagement invitation. She exposed his secret affair with the wealthy Hailie Lewis, completely dismantling his hypocritical social climb. Leaving the cheating narcissist pale and humiliated, Cara paid the bill and walked out, thinking the trash had finally been taken out. But her newly single evening took a chaotic turn when a teenage gaming partner called in a panic. He begged her to crash his elite prep school and pose as his aunt to save him from expulsion. Cara agreed, flawlessly playing the role of the secret new wife to his uncle, a notoriously ruthless Wall Street titan. She was thoroughly dominating the snobby school board when the office doors suddenly swung open. The real billionaire uncle, Beck Greer, walked into the room. Cara's heart dropped into her stomach as his glacial eyes locked onto her, knowing her social existence in New York was about to end. Caught in a terrifying, inescapable lie, Cara made an insane calculation. She stepped forward, firmly hooked her arm through the billionaire's, and smiled sweetly. "Honey, what took you so long? Julian and I were being bullied." She waited for the executioner's axe to fall, but the untouchable tycoon simply covered her hand with his and played along.Across the white tablecloth of Serafina, Bradyn Hubbard—Cara Lewis's boyfriend of three years—set his wine down and leaned forward. He pulled a thick, cream-colored envelope from his jacket and slid it across the table until it rested in front of her.
Cara looked down. The gold foil lettering was fresh from the press.
Engagement Gala
Groom: Bradyn Hubbard
Bride: Hailie Lewis
Venue: The Lewis Estate, Long Island. Next Saturday.
"Cara, let's be realistic," Bradyn said, his voice dropping into a conspiratorial whisper. "Hailie is my ticket to the top. Marrying her is the only shortcut for a guy like me to get a seat on the board. I don't love her—she's just the ladder I have to climb for my career."
Cara stared at the card, then lifted her cold amber eyes to meet his. "So you're proposing what, exactly?"
Bradyn gave a smug, self-satisfied smile.
"We break up publicly. But in private? Nothing has to change. You funded my MBA and paid my rent for three years—I haven't forgotten that. Stay quiet, be my little secret on the side, and once I secure the Lewis assets, I'll make sure you're taken care of in luxury."
Cara stared at his shameless face, her voice dropping into a dangerous, silky calm. "You sold yourself as a kept man to my stepsister, and you expect me to be your dirty little secret?"
"Don't make it sound so ugly, Cara," Bradyn scoffed, waving a dismissive hand. "That's how men get ahead in Manhattan. Be realistic, Cara. You're broke and you have no one. Who else is going to take care of you? Don't be stupid. Just take the deal."
Cara looked at him for one quiet second, her lips curving into a razor-sharp smile.
"In your wildest dreams, Bradyn."
Without a second's hesitation, Cara picked up her crystal tumbler and threw the cold bourbon and ice straight into his face.
The freezing liquor drenched his styled hair and soaked the collar of his designer shirt. Bradyn gasped, shooting up from the velvet booth in sheer shock, frantically wiping his stinging eyes.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" he snarled, glaring at her as neighboring tables turned to stare.
Cara set the empty glass down with a quiet, deliberate tap.
Without breaking eye contact, she reached into her Saint Laurent bag, pulled out a thick manila folder, and dropped it heavily onto his soaked lap.
"Open it, parasite," Cara said calmly.
Bradyn's hands shook as he ripped the folder open.
A thick stack of forensic-grade photographs spilled across the table. His breath caught in his throat—the photos showed him and Hailie completely naked, tangled in the satin sheets of a suite at the Baccarat Hotel.
Taped right behind the prints was a notarized invoice.
Columbia MBA Tuition & Fees: $186,000.00
Tribeca Penthouse Lease Subsidies: $94,000.00
Bespoke Wardrobe & Networking Tabs: $62,000.00
TOTAL REIMBURSEMENT DUE: $342,000.00
Bradyn's face turned an ashen, sickly gray. "You... you tracked me?"
"Three hundred and forty-two grand," Cara said, tapping the total with a manicured nail. "Wire it back to my account by Monday morning. If you don't, these photos go directly to Hailie's father and the Lewis board."
The shock on Bradyn's face instantly curdled into ugly fury. He slammed both hands on the table, leaning in with a desperate hiss. "You crazy bitch! You gave me that money willingly—that was trust money! You can't sue me for gifts!"
"I invested in a partner, Bradyn, not a freeloader," Cara said coldly. "You lived off my money for three years just to become my stepsister's leashed lapdog. Pay back every cent by Monday, or wear the collar in public."
"You fucking bitch—" Bradyn lunged forward, grabbing for her wrist.
Cara smoothly stepped back, out of his reach. She stood tall, smoothing the front of her tailored coat, looking down at him with absolute disgust.
Slowly, deliberately, she raised her hand and flipped him a clean, effortless middle finger.
"Congratulations on the engagement, Bradyn," Cara said softly. "You and Hailie deserve each other."
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Bend Me Daddy
Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. The story contains explicit adult content of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. Xoxo./0/22104/coverorgin.jpg?v=f6533b7490378c2b84355b21f488454c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Daddy don't hurt me
Nova Hawk has it all. Money, reputation, a loving family and amazing friends. But she lost it all when she wakes up in the middle of the night after her eighteenth birthday party. Someone is in her room. She gets kidnapped by a group of six men that form a rockband that tour around America, giving c/0/78986/coverorgin.jpg?v=673a162ad94918b20326bf566fcc8db7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Please Me, Daddy
Warning: Mature Content "Tell me all your sexual fantasies, princess." "I want to be fucked, ruined, choked, and marked until I'm a moaning, crying mess, leaking all over your sheets, daddy." Grace's world shattered the night she found out her fiancé was gay. Drunk, devastated, and desperate to/0/78954/coverorgin.jpg?v=0ebada855365037f6d1647d7c5c5795e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Take Me, Daddy
He stared down at me, his dark eyes burning with desire. His touch was electric, sending shivers through my body as his fingers teased me, leaving me breathless and aching for more. "You want this?" he murmured, his voice rough with need. I could barely think, barely speak-all I knew was that I ne/0/35111/coverorgin18.jpg?v=af310067f410a11d6c4803502d035d4f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Touch Me, Daddy
I fucked the daughter of my best buddy. Now I have to safeguard her. Skye needs to learn how to swim in my infinity pool. That sounds like a great deal. And I know precisely what my malicious purpose is. Take her in the water with my hands on her curves. I know it's terrible, but she's as despera/1/116791/coverorgin.jpg?v=03268a23b020e7967d6e9952e6c9ca22&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Call Me Daddy.
"Call me Daddy. I tell you what to do and you fucking listen. When I order you to spread your legs, you go the widest you can, you show me the depths of your pussy. When I order you to stab your soaked, dripping pussy with three of your fingers, you look me dead in the eyes and do it. When I orde/0/89999/coverorgin.jpg?v=9d353cadaecddedfb5444650e981094c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Make Me Moan, Daddy
"Take off your panties, princess. I want to see the pussy that's been soaking the sheets and moaning my name in her sleep every night, while wearing my son's ring." "Yes, daddy." * Reina thought marriage meant love. But for two long, aching years, all it gave her was cold nights and a husband who/1/112036/coverorgin.jpg?v=b26077868e42f9f058ab0ee1a4f0bec9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Ruin Me, Daddy
Lila Harper's perfect life implodes when she catches her fiancé cheating four days before their wedding. Drunk, heartbroken, and craving escape, she stumbles into the wrong hotel room and straight into the arms of Lucian Kane: a ruthless, sinfully dominant 45-year-old billionaire who gives her the f/1/117395/coverorgin.jpg?v=ae75994bb6a26db1f19a57a109a94e31&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bend The King
Nico Caruso has always wanted more-more than poverty, more than obscurity, more than the scraps life gave him. When the most feared don in Buenos Aires offers him a job, Nico knows it's his chance to rise. Cassian DeSantis doesn't trust easily. His empire is built on silence, blood, and control-and/0/22070/coverorgin.jpg?v=a550d3ecdd2a6f24708d8b20794a2a45&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bend The Knee
Ravenna is an orphan who’s wallowing in the depths of poverty until she’s both saved and kidnapped by Luca – a hot mercenary – who’s duty bound and hell bent on taking her to her highest bidder. Highest purchaser? Who just is Ravenna? Unknown to Rav, Luca wants her to a point of obsession. When/1/118182/coverorgin.jpg?v=23cc9cdaf776d6a9fa5eaa0f83f5f0b8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Daddy, Please Make Me Yours
"You're mine, June." "I'm not yours, Mr. Macaulay." "You're mine. Mine alone. Every inch of you belongs to me. I will not have another man touch you, ever," he growls through gritted teeth. "I'm not yours. Not until you claim me," I fire back. "Until then, I'm just a woman who warms your bed... just/1/113205/coverorgin.jpg?v=f690de31486004e229fbab74a2e7d589&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Desire Me, Daddy Little Omega
"Since you're an Omega, Miss Piper, that means you'll need additional nutrition to carry your pup safely." "W-what kind of nutrition?" Her cheeks flushed a deep, burning red. "The nutrition I mean, Miss Piper, is the pup's father's semen, you will need to, um... have regular sexual intercou/1/121447/coverorgin.jpg?v=f334230a9ca825583a257a6bc7fe9352&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Make Me Yours, Devil Daddy
" Keep your eyes open for me, princess. I want you to see how this pussy of yours is dripping with just my eyes on you. I want you to watch as I suck on this juicy pussy and I want you to look and never forget the way I am going to fuck you so hard and rough that you'll no longer feel anything but m/0/66382/coverorgin.jpg?v=734d20b17601b4cb7059b56e8f954628&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Let Me Go, Sugar Daddy
Lillian had stayed by Conrad's side for three years, betting everything she had, only to end up losing it all. He mocked her, saying she had no sense of reality-who was she, a kept woman, to think she could be his wife? However, the night before his engagement, she vanished without a trace. No one/0/56399/coverorgin.jpg?v=d1ee3aedace1bc0c7eb6f3cd13633179&imageMogr2/format/webp)
YES DADDY, MAKE ME YOUR TOY
"Holy Shit. When did you get in here? Ben stepped out hours ago." the shock on his face when he sees my wide eyes staring down at his cock. "Do you walk all naked when no one is at home but you?" My thighs clenched together; I didn't know how I suddenly said that out. "Little girl, are you not afr/0/61918/coverorgin.jpg?v=9eb031947360c0637c8f30c4820ac3e4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
MY BILLIONAIRE BABY DADDY WANTS ME BACK
He never meant to be her baby daddy .... But the scorching one night stand he had with her was something he couldn't forget until now ___ MICHAEL "I never meant to be a dad... But six years ago, I saw Jade on stage at a charity auction and I was done for. I had to have her. One night with h/0/83169/coverorgin.jpg?v=fabeae420df38b227e2afca5e404d69f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Daddy Forced Me To Marry My Bully
"It is my wish that you marry Hazel," my father said to me in his letter, and now I have to get married to my childhood nemesis. Hunter's life was turned upside down after the sudden death of his father, and things are made worse after it was revealed in his father's will that he had to get married/0/25166/coverorgin.jpg?v=d8689ffc9beb8fd58898c47761a773ee&imageMogr2/format/webp)
CEO Daddy Spoils Me Too Much
To get a house and pay for her father's medical bills, Cindy Douglas married Jack Franklin, the bossy businessman, with tears. It is rumored that the bigwig Jack was very good-looking, but had a terrible outlook. All he liked was to use all means to get his interest. Cindy: "You're good-looking and/0/91901/coverorgin.jpg?v=1849772e2634775779ded2311c8c760b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bite Me Daddy Wolf: Devil's Pet
I came to ruin my ex. I never meant to kneel for his father. I came back to ruin Caleb Vane. I had a plan that was cold, sharp, and merciless. But then I met Malric Vane. The man doesn't flirt. He commands. One glance and my legs trembled. One word and I was on my knees. He's the Lycan eve/1/123433/coverorgin.jpg?v=32984852031fec9cd1c0c47c953ba220&imageMogr2/format/webp)
