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HIS DOE, HIS DAMNATION (An Erotic Billionaire Romance)
23.0K·VivienneTrigger/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. ***** “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.” ••••*••••*••••* 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 MATE'S FATHER WANTS ME
16.0K·LISA BEE “You’re my Mate's father. You're my father-in-law. And you're my Father's best friend. How can you easily say those words?!” “What words? That I'm fucking obsessed with you? That I'm gonna fuck you so hard you'd be numb to other dicks? That I'm gonna ruin your marriage with my son? Or…that you're never getting rid of me?” “Vince, please…!” My lewd shrieks were muffled by his big hand clasped over my mouth. He thrusted deeper, bringing me to tears and shrieks. I was begging him to stop; that we could get caught. But he wasn't letting me go. Hell, he hasn't let me out of his sight ever since that night. He's my mate's father and I had a one-night stand with him. I shouldn't have but I was just so bitter because my mate was sleeping with my half-sister. That night marked the beginning of his insane obsession. And then I realized he wasn't the level-headed and calm father-in-law I always thought he was. Behind that mask was an obsessive, manipulative, and controlling man who had sworn never to let me go. He'd do anything to keep me, including ruining my life. Now I'm stuck in this clandestine erotic relationship we have. And each day, I find myself getting more addicted to him. What do I do to break free from this erotic but toxic bond we share?
In the Seas You’ve Forgotten
9.0K·Z·NyraA month before my wedding with Vincent Moretti, he decided he wanted to have a child with another woman. I refused, but he brought it up incessantly every day. Two weeks before the wedding, I received an ultrasound image in the mail. That was when I found out—his first love, Serafina, was already a month pregnant. It turned out, he had never considered asking for my permission. In that moment, years of love shattered like thin ice on a river under the weight of a single step. I canceled the wedding, destroyed everything that tied us together, and on the day we were supposed to be married, I walked into the Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency’s laboratory. From that day on, Vincent Moretti ceased to exist in my life.
The Billionaire's Regret
50.0K·Vivi Jeremiah Harriett Edwards has been in love with Damien Daniels since childhood so, when their parents arrange for them to be married, she gladly accepts even though she knew that it wasn’t what Damien wanted. For the three years of their marriage, she devoted her life to him with the hope that she would be able to change his mind and eventually get him to fall in love with her. It all comes crashing down when someone fabricates a picture of her cheating with Damien’s brother, Adrian. After seeing the pictures, he coldly said. “I want a divorce!” And even when she confessed her love to him, his reply was cold and hurtful. “I know. It doesn’t matter. I don’t love you.” What he didn’t know was that in her hand was pregnancy test results from a mistake he made due to his drunken state. Years later, they both meet at a friend’s wedding and he is shocked to see her with a set of identical twins that looked just like him. “Are they mine?” He asked. Harriett laughed and replied. “It doesn’t matter, Damien. They don’t need a father.”
The Biker Alpha’s Secret Baby
660·Buellaaldama"You kept this from me, our child." Her heart pounded. Five years of secrets, of careful hiding, shattered in a single, terrifying moment. He knew. Asher Moretti knew. Aliyah Censori thought she was a biker bitch who knows a lot about the men that control the pedal and leather until she turns 20 and meets her mate. It was love at its fullest glamour and everyone was envious of them but unfortunately, he did the most outrageous thing that Aliya would ever imagine — he posted her nudes!! Aliyah was reluctant to accept the reality when the bond that binds them together is now severed. She cried her heart out. Asher Moretti who was coming back from his wife's tomb. He was sad and heartbroken. He went to the club and met Aliyah where they both drank themselves to stupor and they ended up on the bed. Aliyah hates him for no reason at first, she blames him for everything that happened between her and Cohen, thinking he knows about it since he is the president of his club. And now, she is pregnant with Asher Moretti’s baby. What happened when she realized that their intimacy that night had made her situation worse? But what happened when she realized that behind his facade was a man broken and was desperate for love? Behind his mask was the man who has never been defeated in any biking race but has been defeated by love and fate?
Guilty Pleasure
362·leigh"Traitorous fucking bastard!" Marty Mathews stared at her boss, division chief Vince Deerfield, with a hidden sense of surprise as he threw the thick file on Khalid el Hamid-Mustafa across the desk. The dull, yellow folder hit, slid, then fell from the desk to scatter loose sheets of information and pictures at her feet. Khalid el Hamid-Mustafa. The bastard son of a Saudi sheikh suspected of terrorism. His father, Azir Mustafa, was a religious hardliner, a man who ruled one of the more barren sections of Saudi Arabia, on the Iraq border. He had tarred his sons with his own brush and in doing so had subjected Khalid to years of suspicion by the United States. It was the reason Marty had been tailing Khalid for the past two years. As an FBI agent, one on the low end of the totem pole as far as her boss was concerned, Marty had been stuck playing babysitter and peeping Thomasina to one of the most sexually active men she had ever laid her eyes on. A dark, brooding, dangerous man. There was no doubt in her mind that Khalid Mustafa would be a very dangerous man to cross. If she had doubted it, then the information her godfather had given her over the past years would have confirmed it. There was a reason why she had never reported any of the more suspicious activities Khalid had engaged in. Quite simply, it was because he engaged in them at the orders of her godfather, the director of the FBI. "No comment?" Vince snarled, his heavy brows lowered, his hazel green eyes spitting fire and brimstone back at her. "I'm the agent who's followed him for the past two years," she replied politely. "As my reports state, there's no evidence to support the suspicion that Mr. Mustafa has any ties to a terrorist community." Vince threw himself back in his chair and glared at her now. That glare was nerve-racking. It boded ill to any agent on the receiving end of it. Unfortunately, she was the agent in question. "Two years," he snapped. "I gave you two years, Agent Mathews, to find just a shred of evidence to support the suspicions we have against him. Two years. I could have convicted a five-year-old with that amount of time on my hands."
MY MOTHER'S HUSBAND AND HIS FRIEND MAKE LOVE TO ME
22.0K·Pierre AnsteaOh yes, can you imagine for a second what a mother's husband is capable of? Can you imagine for a second how the husband of a mother can partner with his friend to fuck his wife's daughter no matter how old she is? Then read this story which is mine. Yes, my mother, never having seen my father again, remarried when I was only fourteen. Can you imagine what followed? Can you imagine that MY MOTHER'S HUSBAND AND HER FRIEND LOVED ME? These two guys, they are so fucked, I swear. I'm sure you'll get a hard-on, but take it easy. Have a good reading.
The Defection of the She-Wolf
37.0K·patI'm getting married, but the person I've been in love with for eight years won't know about it. Because - he has already found the Luna he chose. And when I erased all my memories and was expelled from the group by him, he knelt down before me in tears.
Entangled With The Mafia Lord
11.0K·Josephine Ivy "Can you lick me down there? Please?" Her voice shook as she asked that question and I was almost burying my lips where it was wanted the most but I wanted to hear more from her. "Where?" "There," She whispered breathlessly. I grinned a little, this shy vixen was going to become bold and demanding when I got completely done with her body, which unfortunately couldn’t be today since there wasn’t much time left anymore. I’ve got to admit that seeing her face grow hot in embarrassment and her hips lift up the bed uncontrollably was turning my blood into fire, and those whimpers of hers would be the death of me. ——— Orphaned at a young age along with his siblings, Auden is an irresistibly hot billionaire with a dark past, and a future that isn’t certain. Family, to Auden, meant everything– and when a trail from his past ended up disrupting his family unexpectedly, he had no choice but to bring the big guns out. A life filled with Guns, knives and heartless excuses for humans, is what Aria unknowingly got herself into, and now she has no other choice than to be on a wild run with Auden or get killed in the blink of an eye. It was reckless and crazy, extremely dangerous and life threatening, but then love sometimes chooses to bloom in unexpected situations.
The Hockey’s Plaything (Erotic Short Novels)
2.0K·RosieShe tasted too good, if I knew she would be this way, I would've had her from the beginning. I watched as her body shivered, I bent her body, pushing her ass up. Remembering how she had frustrated me, and how I had to be without a car for a week, joining the bus, a wicked idea came to my mind. I kissed her ass before I left the bed to grab my belt. I was going to teach my little dove a little lesson. She watched me as I approached her with the belt, eyes scared. “ shhhhh… you’ll love it” I assured her before raising the belt up and colliding it with her ass. She moaned and cried as I taught her a lesson. “Are you going to taunt me again?” She nodded her head no as I hit her ass. Satisfied at how red they were, I touched her fold with my fingers and she moaned, her pussy was coated with her juice. I smiled, that’s my girl. I dug my nails into her ass and pulled her close, savoring her as her cunt swallowed my dick. She moaned and cried, begging for more. “Please” she begged, offering her ass more to me. I lost control and thrusted into her, deeper and faster as she cried in pleasure, our moans and groans filling the room. I watched as she shakes and I held her, thrusting and burying my cock deep into her. I wanted to mark all of her. From this day forward, she was mine to use and fuck as I please.
The Godmother's Reckoning: Seven Years of Lies, One Night of Judgment
0·-I am the wife of New York's youngest godfather among the Five Families. Seven years of marriage. I stood by him through assassination attempts and bloody turf wars. I thought I was his donna. Because every night he held me and said he didn't want children—only wanted to spend the rest of his life with me. I believed him. On our anniversary, I stood outside his therapist's office and saw another family through the window. A six-year-old boy rode on his shoulders, calling him "Daddy." The walls were covered with photographs. I wasn't in a single one. That night, I opened his safe. The combination was our anniversary—also the boy's birthday. Inside was a prescription with my name on it: "Long-term use suppresses ovulation. Undetectable in routine examinations." Seven years. The milk he brought me every night was poison designed to ensure I could never have children. He kept his illegitimate son while systematically destroying my chance to ever become a mother. That's when I understood. I wasn't his donna. I was a caged bird—a pawn he could manipulate at will. So I started to wait. For his most glittering charity gala. To watch him witness his empire collapse with his own eyes.
After My Scientist Husband Cheated, I Abandoned Him and Returned to the Future
0·-Everyone on the research team said that Richard Ben loved me deeply. My skin is very fragile and I can't have direct contact with people, and I also have difficulty getting pregnant. To protect me from any pain, Richard publicly claimed that he was the one who couldn't have children and didn't like kids. Later, I saw him entangled with another woman, even saying it felt better without protection. I contacted my colleagues in the future world: "I want to come back." He didn't know that I was a scientist from the future who chose to stay in this era because I liked him. My colleague immediately replied: "Alright, the space-time ship will dock under Moonview Bluff in five days."
Three Years of Love, Just a Joke on Live Stream
0·D.D.In the third year with Damian, I sold my mother’s necklace just to buy him a birthday gift. But when Selene sent me a link, the truth shattered me— It was a prank live site, and my room was ranked number one. [Prank #20: She drank until she bled just to protect Damian.] [Prank #85: She sold her mother’s relic for his gift.] [Prank #97: She waited all night with cake, while he partied with Selene in Las Vegas.] The comments rolled in: “Three pranks left—will she survive?” “I bet a million she won’t make it to the end!”
Alpha’s Last Mistake
61·Z·NyraHe moaned beneath me—but called out another woman’s name. Seven years of our mate bond, nothing but a carefully crafted lie. Thousands of messages, countless fragments of deceit—each one slicing deeper into my heart. As I copied every piece of evidence onto the USB drive, I finally understood—my pain would become his punishment. He thought he was betraying a marriage, but what I lost was only love. From this moment on, the naive woman I once was is dead—and in her place rises a she-wolf ready to tear every betrayal apart.
After the betrayal, her wolf awakened
1·Z·NyraI’d been his wife for five years, yet on my birthday, he took another woman and their “son” to celebrate— and all I got was a perfunctory text. The cruelest part? That child shares my birthday… and even has the same dimple when he smiles. Turns out my marriage, my title, my entire life were nothing but lies they crafted together. But what they didn’t expect was that the obedient “Luna” they silenced is already dead. The real me has awakened—ready to make every one of them pay.
He Took My Oxygen Tank for His Mistress, Unaware I'm the Mafia Queen
11·-I used to believe love was an unbreakable vow—until a blizzard in the Alps pushed my fiancé into another woman's arms. Ten years of devotion crumbled like snow under an avalanche. And with his own hands, he gave my last breath of oxygen to his first love. When the ninety-ninth wish was fulfilled, I finally severed the obsession that had bound me—no longer the humble fiancée, but the sole heir to Italy's largest mafia family. This avalanche buried more than the mountain path. It buried the last of my mercy.
The Regret of Becoming a Mafia Boss
0·-In the tenth year of being the secret lover of mafia godfather Adrian Moretti, he chose to marry the Neapolitan mafia princess. For ten years, by day I helped him build his dark empire, and by night we enjoyed each other's bodies in bed. He always said no woman could replace me, but this time, after he'd changed positions thirty-six times and brought me to climax again and again, he announced he was marrying Bianca Vitale, the Neapolitan mafia princess. In that moment I understood—I wasn't his woman. I was just a tool he found useful. For an alliance, he chose her and sacrificed me. So I destroyed everything I'd built for him with my own hands. I made one phone call to my Italian mafia father, and then I disappeared forever. When the Chicago godfather couldn't find his beloved mistress, regret drove him insane.
A Child for His Best Friend
0·MoboMy fiancé, Eric Fletcher, wanted to have a child for his best female friend. That woman named Laurie Stephens believed in staying single, yet she wanted a descendant to carry on her genes. Eric chose to help her by putting our engagement on hold to honor his friendship. He tossed a "Sperm Donation and Joint Custody Agreement" in front of me, his tone cold and weary. "It's just about your insecurity, right? I added your name. All the property goes to you. Satisfied now? Sign it quick! Laurie's body couldn't wait for the optimal fertility window." I signed my name on the agreement calmly, then packed my sketchbooks without a word. Eric Fletcher finally let out a sigh of relief, his face showing pure ease. He stepped closer to hug me, but I dodged away. "Once the child arrives and gets on the birth certificate, we will marry right away. If you want, we can raise him together later. I will tell him you are a mom too." I tucked away that thin agreement and watched him indifferently as he started planning the nursery with excitement. He had no idea I had already arranged with his good buddy to get our marriage license next week.
The Mafia Wife’s Revenge
37·Z·NyraFor ten years of marriage, she gave everything to protect his family, standing by his side through blood and fire—only to catch her husband tangled with his mistress on their anniversary night. Her mother-in-law’s cold voice cut like a blade: “She can give us heirs. You never could.” In that instant, she finally understood—love and loyalty had been nothing but a carefully laid trap. Betrayal burned deeper than bullets, but as she turned away with a smile, she made a silent vow: since they joined hands to destroy her, they had better be ready to be buried by her own.
He Ruined My Reputation for His Cancer-Stricken First Love, So I Returned to My Mafia Family
54·-One month before the wedding, Julian announced publicly that his first love, Freya, was his real fiancée. "She was kidnapped, and she has cancer. You're so kind—surely you can understand, can't you?" The very next day, he pushed even further, turning public outrage toward me, as if I were nothing but collateral damage in his world. While he was pressuring me to give in, an anonymous test result landed in my hands—Freya, three weeks pregnant. He claimed to be a devout Catholic, opposed to premarital intimacy. I kept myself pure for five years because of that. It was all a lie—he simply didn't want to touch me. Yet he got his ex pregnant. So I dialed a number I'd buried for five years. "Dad, send someone to pick me up." Julian never knew that my father was the king of Europe's underworld. And I was his only heir. Now, I would make him pay for what he'd done.
