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The Billionaire's Captive: A Heart Broken

The Billionaire's Captive: A Heart Broken

I arrived at the mansion with nothing but the clothes on my back, expecting to work off my debt, but I quickly realized I was just inventory. The air in the hallway was kept at a freezing temperature, a deliberate choice to preserve the art and remind girls like me that we were nothing more than furniture. Inside the room, the sounds of a Hollywood starlet and a powerful man echoed through the walls, followed by the sight of discarded silk and cold, hard cash scattered across the marble floor. When I accidentally stood in the way, I was tripped, mocked as trash, and left to bleed on the cold floor while the security guards watched with dead eyes. Even when I begged for my passport, Chadwich Carey didn't see a human being; he saw a stain on his pristine, expensive reality that needed to be erased. He crushed my fingers in the door, dragged me into the dark, and eventually used me to satisfy a drug-fueled hunger that no one else could touch, only to discard me back into the rain like garbage. I sat in the freezing Bronx alley, shivering in his oversized shirt, realizing that he never intended to give me my freedom. He thought he had broken me, that I was just another nameless girl to be silenced, but he was wrong. I am not a box to be packed away or a hand to be severed. He taught me that in this world, money and violence are the only languages that matter. I will learn them both, and when I return, I won't be begging for my passport; I’ll be taking everything he owns.
Secret Revenge Of The Billionaire

Secret Revenge Of The Billionaire

"L-Let us go ..." "We have a family ..." "W-We're begging you .." Only crying and pleading can be heard in a room without any equipment. There were ten women standing with the towel wrapped around their bodies .. and I was one of those ten women. My lip almost bled from holding back my loud crying. I just sobbed as I clung tightly to my towel wrapped around my body. There were three armed men guarding us while there were large guns. It smokes and looks sticky at us. Meanwhile, we women lined up and just waited for someone to come into the room for us to buy. I still have many dreams in life and I still need to resurrect my two siblings who are left behind now. I don’t know why I’m being punished like this. I do nothing in my life but just work hard to keep my brother alive. But what about now? I was gone and the cans in our little house were about to run out. How are my siblings? Who will protect them? Who will feed? I sobbed even more because of the thought. I felt sorry for my brother. They are too young to experience living alone. They haven't yet so why am I being punished like this? I’m not doing anything wrong! "Shut up! You hurt your ears!" I pressed the bite to my lip to suppress my loud sobs for fear that our heads might explode. We have been locked up in an unknown place for three days and now the buyers are coming to us. I don't know why we need to look like this — not wearing anything. Only a thin towel wrapped around our body and nothing else. "Let us go!" Shout of a female captive like me. Every time they begged us to leave here, I hoped that they would be kind and do what we asked, but in three days of repeated pleas, no one listened to us. The men ignored the woman and focused on the man who entered our room. "They're here ..." I heard the intruder say so my hair stood on end and my heart beat faster. "We're begging you !!" Another shouted but no one noticed him. The armed men came out to guard us and closed the door. Everyone's sobs grew louder and the others hugged each other. The others are already sitting on the floor due to lack of hope for themselves. I let out a cry that I had been waiting for. I also tightened my grip on my towel that was draped over me. I arranged my hair and covered half of my face so I wouldn’t be noticed later. I believe. Not me! The door opened so we turned around there. My knees were shaking but I still tried to stay standing. Armed men entered and stood the women who had fallen to the floor. This followed. "Come in ..." the armed man said politely. Every time I heard their footsteps I was terrified. I saw five men enter our room. Two adults and three looking young men. Their aura is frightening and when they look at you, your whole system will surely tremble. What they wear screams in luxury and really shows us that they can afford to buy us like a tool. Everyone was silent. The men's eyes began to stare at us so I immediately averted my gaze and bowed. I heard a footstep and at the same time crying. "D-dont!! I do not want!! Let go of me!! Let go of me!!" I turned to the woman first in line. I am the very last. He was beaten by a young man and stoned at gunpoint. “He is the one I will choose. Shut up. ” He says. I burst into tears and was about to bow down again but something hit my eye. The young man who looked at me in the dark. His jaw tightened as he glanced at me so I avoided him. I hope my face is well covered! My whole system is going crazy because he might choose me. I'm nervous! I heard footsteps approaching in my direction so I cried even more. I also tilted a little to avoid him but there didn't seem to be a fight .. I grabbed my jaw and caught sight of the man. He arranged my hair that covered my face so he could see me properly. "D-Don't let me ..." I begged but he pretended to avoid looking at me. "I'll pick this." He said sternly and dragged me out of that room. He stoned me into the Elevator and I started to cry and cry. As the Elevator closed, he turned to me. "Shut up!" He shouted but because of fear I cried even more. His vision darkened and he grabbed my arm. He squeezed that. "I said shut the fv*k up or else I will blow your head up!" He got me there so I forced myself to keep quiet. Opening the elevator opened up to us so many luxury cars. He yelled at her and immediately pulled me in there. When he got on, he hit you so hard that I could almost cling to the door next to me. It took us several hours before I stopped at a fancy house — Mansion. A very large Mansion. I could not check it properly because it was already dark and he immediately pulled me inside. He took big steps so I almost ran following him. He let me into another room and I heard the lock. I started sobbing and started looking for something to wear there in the room. I've been getting cold before and I might get sick. I want to feel good so I have the strength to escape. Even if it’s not for me that’s what my body really needs.
Claimed By The Ruthless Mafia

Claimed By The Ruthless Mafia

"Ryder, we... we can't do this. This is wrong," Bella gulped down with fear. "But it doesn't feel wrong, baby girl," Ryder announced as he tore her panties in one hard yank and thrust hard and deep into her wetness. "You feel like the only right one when I am inside you," he gritted out as he never stopped plunging into her. Bella and Ryder have been inseparable since childhood, their bond forged by their parents' deep friendship. But one night, their relationship takes a fiery turn, igniting a passion that neither of them can ignore. Bella knows she can't trust Ryder with her heart. He's the notorious mafia leader known for his "one and done" approach to women. Serious relationships have never been his style. But the longer she tries to resist, the closer she gets pulled toward him. Ryder isn't ready to let her go, either. He knows he wants her more than he's ever wanted anything in his life because one night was not enough after tasting the forbidden fruit. Determined and relentless, he's willing to cross any line to keep Bella in his life. As he unleashes his seductive charm and cunning tactics, Bella struggles to protect her heart from the one man who has the power to shatter it. Will Bella resist Ryder's magnetic pull and safeguard her heart, or will she succumb to the dangerous allure of the man she's known her entire life? Full of action, suspense, and thrillers. 18+ detailed sexually explicit content, B D S M, Forbidden, Mafia Billionaire Romance
I'm The Legal Wife

I'm The Legal Wife

Jayzee was already at the office at seven o'clock Monday morning. His whole family was not there yet because their flight back was just now. He did nothing all weekend but watch sports on the cable channel and swim in the pool. he was not in the mood to go to the club so he stayed at the condo for those two days. For the first time in his adult life, I think he had some 'me' time. He was still far away when he saw the bright light near his room. he saw Anikka sipping her coffee while looking at the screen monitor and her back leaned on her swivel chair. He thinks it's getting better every day. He also noticed that he had lost his innocence and that his gaze was no longer as intense as before. "Good    morning,"    he greeted her. It seemed that he was surprised by his appearance which he did not expect because it was still early. "Good morning," he greeted back. "Coffee?" offer it to him. He sat on the edge of her table and smiled. "Would you allow me to sip on your coffee cup?" he asked. Every time he attracts her, she quickly makes an excuse to avoid it. But he will not allow it to be just like that. As time goes on, he is more and more challenged by this woman who doesn't seem to care about his charisma. "No," he answered quickly making him smile even more. "Why not?    I don't have a contagious disease." "I'll just make you," he answered. But before he could stand up, he took the papercup and brought it to his lips. "Iced coffee in the morning?" he frowned as it must have been cold. He immediately placed the glass on the table. "I prefer cold," he replied. He waits for the girl to take it to drink. Maybe he was embarrassed so he was forced to take a sip again. "Now you just tasted my lips, sweetheart," he said smiling while still holding the glass. He also saw the reddening of her face. "How does it taste?" "Coffee taste," he just shrugged his shoulders and focused his eyes on the screen again. he was even more irritated by her reactions. He quickly stood up and headed to his office. "We'll talk about my schedule today, Anikka," he said while walking. In less than five minutes, he entered his office holding a ballpoint pen and some folders. he stood up and sat on the edge of the table in front of it. "What's my schedule for today, sweetheart?" "You only have three meetings today because Mr. del Mundo suddenly canceled yesterday," he answered. "Yesterday was Sunday, Anikka." "He called at my number," he answered, making her frown even more. "He's calling you off office hours?" He gave Anikka a company phone for her to use. he lost his mind that clients would use to call him even when he was out of work. "Just to cancel the meeting today," he immediately explained. "Is Oliver calling you often?" he immediately asked, referring to the supplier who was often now in front of his table. "Sort of." He shrugged his shoulders again. He cursed the secret. "Add to my schedule later my visit to Zenclub at six o'clock," he said and returned to the swivel chair. "You're going with me," he added. "It's not during work hours, Jayzee," he denied as she expected. he ignored it but started to open the folders he was carrying. "You will take the minutes of the meeting from now on," he also ordered that his father's secretary used to do. "You'll be with me at the conference room later." "Suddenly, I guess?" it said with a smile. He, on the other hand, frowned in annoyance at the thought of always talking to Oliver when he was not in the office. "That's part of your job as my secretary. I didn't just give birth to you right away because you were new." "Okay, boss," he seemed to be teasing him because he was still smiling while he was serious. "Do you need anything else?" "I need a coffee," he said without looking at the girl. "Hot or cold?" it asked. he looked at her and saw that she was amused by the visible annoyance in him. "I don't drink cold coffee, sweetheart." He stared at it intently. "I want it as 'hot' as you." He emphasized the last word but she still didn't react. He disappeared into his office for a while before he returned with a cup of coffee. "Here's your hot coffee, sir," he teased. He stood up and met her. "Is this as hot as you?" he asked comfortingly and purposely took her hand as he handed her the cup. If he thought he would be alone in the teasing, he was mistaken. And if that Oliver thinks that he will be ahead of the girl, he is also mistaken. he's not Jayzee Albano if other men can outdo him. "You decide," he replied while waiting for her to sip the coffee to answer his question. "I can't decide yet," he said after taking a sip. the truth is that he was slightly burned because the coffee was still hot. But he has to stand by what's in his mind. "Why not?" it seems like a challenge to him.