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Domineering Billionaire Husband: Please Love Me Gently
She was forced to accept a marriage proposal from a strange billionaire to pay her huge debt and to take back her inheritance left to him when her mother died.Nathan's lawyer handed her the documents, including the marriage certificate.Crystal contemplated the proposal for a moment before addressing Mike, his lawyer. "I only have two questions," she said. "The first question is this: if I sign it, does it mean that I don't need to pay my debt?"Mike: "Yes. And your second question...?"Crystal: "Okay, I haven't reached the legal age for marriage yet, so even if I sign it, it won't take effect. Is that right?"Nathan quickly raised his hand and said, "If I say that it is effective, no one will dare to say that it isn't. Do you believe that?""I suppose so," Crystal admitted. She hesitated for a moment, and then she signed the marriage certificate.Months later, she asked for a divorce from him. He stared at her in silence, then he uttered, "Have I ever told you how much I love you?""What does that have to do with our divorce?" Crystal asked."I'm only asking because I care about you," Nathan murmured.Suddenly, tears began to stream down Nathan's face."I'll be happy if you say that you care about me," Nathan continued. "Why must you torture me this way? Haven't I done enough to prove my love for you?"She was stunned hearing his confession and words stuck on her throat.Nathan carried on with his little speech. He said, "I have died once, and the fear of death has no hold on me. But if you admit that you care for me, then I will live for you! So, please, love me once, and I will be at your disposal!"
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Rejected Their Broken Luna
Werewolf"When he is at work, you will have us entertain you," Alpha Atticus whispered."You belong to me," Alpha Atticus mumbled, shoving his hand between my legs and in my underwear.His fingers traveled to my pussy and grazed around for the entrance, but I was keeping my legs shut tightly. I was sitting between my two alpha mates, who were supposed to accept me and protect me, but they failed.Now that I was married to a much older and more mature Royal Counselor, these two came back into my life and demanded acceptance.While I spoke to Atticus, Alpha Enzo’s hand traveled down my spine, his fingers playing with my bra's hooks."Ah!" I yelped but instantly covered my mouth as my husband was still sitting with us and munching on food."I’ll be back in a minute," my husband said, then got up from his chair to attend the call he had received."He is 29. You are too young for him," Enzo complained, unhooking my bra and letting my boobs relax. “I know you love us," Atticus whispered, bending over my lap after lifting my skirt. The instant his lips came into contact with my pussy, I shuddered. I wanted my mates so badly that I let them taste me. Alpha Enzo raised my shirt and brought his lips over my nipples, sucking them and making me lose my mind."Ah! I ca---n see him from here," I moaned, keeping my eyes on my husband, who wasn’t that innocent either.He was on call and turned to the side while these two alphas were busy fucking his wife.(Content/ Trig*er Warning: The following read consists of extreme profanity, violence, or gore. Subjects like SA and abuse are briefly discussed that might be difficult for some to read)
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Goodbye Scumbag, Hello True Love
all"I'm so over Cassandra." Aidan Ziegler sneers, swirling his wine glass with a lazy smirk. "A real woman is soft and sweet—like Clara. As for her..." In the corner, a glass suddenly shatters in a man's palm. Cassandra Callum stands frozen, holding the cake she made to celebrate their three-year anniversary, eyes locked on the blood trickling down from his sharply defined fingers. Tristan Freeman, head of Freeman Group, slowly wipes his hand clean. His dark gaze sweeps over her tear-reddened eyes. "Ms. Callum, would you like to marry me?" The city explodes with gossip. Everyone thinks a broke little designer has climbed her way into wealth and power— what no one knows is that this marriage is a trap Tristan set five years ago. His private gallery holds over a thousand sketches of her profile—from that day in sophomore year when she crouched in a rainy alley feeding a stray cat, to her backstage at a runway abroad, gently arranging jewelry. Late at night, he stares at security footage, cigarette in hand, as Aidan kneels in a storm, soaked and shaking. Tristan suddenly pulls his delicate wife into his arms. Later, a finance reporter captures the once cold and ruthless Tristan, down on one knee before Cassandra. His hands tremble as he holds a pregnancy test. Cassandra flashes her wedding ring and laughs softly. "Surprised, Mr. Freeman?" Tristan, once known for being sharp and vicious, blinks back tears, then presses a trembling kiss to the faded mark on her ring finger. "Cassie, when you were 22, I wanted to say..." "Say what?" He leans in, his voice hoarse as he whispers, "The cake was really sweet."
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