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Married To My Ex-Fiancé's Silent Uncle
Twenty minutes before the "Wedding of the Century" at The Plaza, I stood outside the Presidential Suite in a fifty-thousand-dollar Vera Wang gown. I was the girl from a West Virginia trailer park about to marry Hugh Maxwell, the golden heir to a billion-dollar defense empire. I pushed the door open only to find Hugh pinned against the bed with my own stepsister, Floy. She was wearing my bridal diamond necklace, and the sounds of their laughter scraped against my eardrums like sandpaper. I didn't scream; I listened as Hugh grunted that once the wedding was over and the trust fund unlocked, he'd dump "that hillbilly trash" on a bus back to the mountains. They weren't just cheating; they were planning to steal my family's land deeds and leave me with nothing. When I set off the sprinklers and exposed their naked bodies to the paparazzi, the Maxwell family didn't apologize. They called me a "greedy peasant" and threatened to ruin my life unless I signed a new deal to save their crashing stock. I realized then that I was never a bride to them. I was a transaction, a rounding error in a ledger to be used and discarded. They thought my poverty made me weak and my silence made me a victim. "If we don't have a marriage certificate by midnight, the bank freezes thirty percent of our liquidity," their lawyer warned. So, I gave them exactly what they wanted. I used a loophole in their hundred-year-old family covenant and married the only other direct heir available. I didn't marry Hugh. I walked into the ICU and married his uncle, Fleet Maxwell-the legendary war hero who had been in a vegetative state for months. Now, I am the matriarch of the Maxwell dynasty. I've suspended Hugh's executive powers, exiled my mother-in-law to the Swiss Alps, and taken control of the family vault. They think I'm just a gold-digger waiting for a "corpse" to die so I can collect a fifty-million-dollar widow's payout. But last night, as I lay beside my comatose husband, the man they called a vegetable gripped my hand back.It was the worst idea she had ever had in her life, Vivian Sanchez thought as she cleaned up the counter.
It was unethical, unprofessional and she wouldn't be surprised if her plan didn't go as she wanted it to, but she was desperate and she had to try. At this point, she was willing to risk her current job just to have a minute to talk to Scott McCall.
He was with a young lady… Vivian guessed he was on a date, but that wouldn't stop her either. This was a chance she was sure she wouldn't get again, and she wouldn't let anything or anyone stop her.
Scott McCall was an incredibly handsome man, and she was sure that women threw themselves at him every chance they got, but that wasn't why she wanted to speak to him tonight. He wore formal attire… a black suit with a white shirt underneath, and he looked so intimidating, Vivian thought as her gaze fell in his direction where he sat at a table with the lady who clung to him like a life support.
Whatever the outcome was tonight, at least she'd know that she tried. She made an effort… and that was all that mattered.
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Twisting his fingers, Scott McCall raised his powerful arms above his head and stretched. He was bored as fuck. As he stretched, the rolled-up sleeves of his shirt slid a little further up over his bunched muscle.
He noticed the look his date sent in his direction and brought his hands down again, laying them flat on the top of the table. Without realizing that he was even doing it, he began drumming two of his fingers on the smooth surface of the table. It was the only outward sign that he was irritated.
The woman seated next to him was Elizabeth Smith. She was a model. Cool, attractive and sophisticated. Her coolness was one of the qualities which had first attracted him to her. She was one of the top models in the country and no one could deny that she was a very beautiful lady.
She was not married, Scott made sure of that as he hated drama and tried as much as he could to avoid it. When they’d met, her unwillingness to get into any sort of relationship with him had fascinated him. She seemed to not care about dates, and that had intrigued Scott… mostly because it never happened. Women threw themselves at him all the time, including very beautiful ones just like Elizabeth.
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IN BED WITH THE BOSS.
The last thing Scott McCall expected to see in his hotel room one night is a beautiful waitress. A woman so desperate for a job at his company that she would do anything to get his attention…like sneak into his hotel room to talk to him. Despite his growing attraction for this woman, Scott McCall th/0/65881/coverorgin.jpg?v=1fb46d3b5e28ad5e82999bd38392f7f4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
In Bed with the Mafia.
Anna McClain, the daughter of Jacob McClain-one of the most ruthless Mafia lords-wanted nothing more than a life away from the ruthlessness and bloodshed that came with her family name. In a desperate bid to see this wish fulfilled, she ran away from home. This turned out to be the best decision of/0/39114/coverorgin.jpg?v=8912308ec7e5aa0f030f49893e26de9b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
my boss in my bed
WHAT ON EARTH WAS SHE DOING HERE? The helicopter swooped low over the trees and Grace felt her stomach roll. Beneath her lay acres and acres of lush tropical rainforest, the canopy forming a dense green umbrella that sheltered and concealed the exotic mysteries of the forest floor. At any/0/72890/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250626230523&imageMogr2/format/webp)
In Bed With The Chosen One
IN BED WITH THE CHOSEN ONE I am the rejected one in the pack. The one without a wolf. The one everyone wonders how I live because of my lack of a bond with the Goddess Luna. I don't mind it, it means I could be friends with the normals. Humans they were. In a world where shifters, witches, fae an/0/92032/coverorgin.jpg?v=d467a5ce183d58dc117ae092d55e52f5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
In The Judge's Bed
"I'm just his secretary in public-a quiet, professional woman who obeys the rules. But behind closed doors, I am so much more. I am his obsession, his mistress, and his only possession. Conley Davids, the untouchable CEO and high court judge, holds all the power, yet he craves me with a ferocity tha/0/86891/coverorgin.jpg?v=04a14e64a04644d7714b6b8aab79982e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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In Bed with the Hot Brothers
"You are wet, Red. I can smell your juices already." He said. I wanted to deny it but I knew he was right. The sides of my thigh were already clammy. How could he tell from afar? "No, I need to sleep. I told you I have a presentation tomorrow, right? I'm tired, I want to rest a bit." I replied. "Y/0/48670/coverorgin.jpg?v=6fc18c62037f632feddf92fcdd08bdd7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
In Love With Billionaire Boss
Ellen kisses a stranger the night her ex-boyfriend proposes to her best friend. The stranger turns out to be her new boss, Leo Warner. Leo sees her as a lying, gold digger who was only after his attention. Desperate and in need of the job, Ellen agrees to do whatever Leo wants. He decides to allow h/0/90916/coverorgin.jpg?v=0de0576255d8d09ebaf342a2234f1c6c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
In Bed With My Hockey Stepbrother
He wants to save her. She wants to hide. She's damaged. He's determined. Fate brought them together. Love binds them. Johnny Kavanagh is the definition of popular. He is an all-star rugby player with loads of friends, which means he should be enjoying the many perks of his life. But what people d/0/87659/coverorgin.jpg?v=cda6aa4ff8b5372f51c2ca947d51aed4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Tangled in the Billionaire's Bed
Three years ago, Maria Kennedy flew to Hawaii with a secret mission-to choose a man worthy of fathering her child. He had to be perfect. Powerful. Discreet. And completely unaware. She found him. Henry Clark-billionaire heir, dangerously magnetic, with a mind as sharp as his jawline. After seven/0/34504/coverorgin.jpg?v=82f61e1fb1f209a866b037ce23399936&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Hot In Bed
“I’m going to tell you what I have in mind,” he murmured. “First you’re going to strip down until you’re completely naked,” he whispered against her ear. “Then I’m going to tie you up so you’re completely powerless and subject to my every whim.” “Mmm, sounds good so far,” she murmured. “Then I’m/0/54198/coverorgin.jpg?v=a9b7297c8bec5f4c6fac7f6d0cd04ff9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Widow In My Bed
Are you married? You're kidding, right?" asked Matt, clearly and frantic. Amanda just nodded innocently. "Oh, no! How can I sleep with someone else's wife! I'm such a fucking asshole!" Matt shouted as he grabbed his frustrated hair. Immediately, Matt released their naked bodies under the covers./0/93127/coverorgin.jpg?v=58ec72abe9da7560a2d1e7fa85ddf62f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Lying in Bed with My Enemy
Sierra Wellington seems to be living the life of every woman's dream, a life of wealth, beauty, influence and power. But behind her lies her powerful husband; the arrogant, corrupt and deceitful heir of the Wellington Empire. She withstands all his shortcomings until she discovers the worst part – i/1/111682/coverorgin.jpg?v=640e828e52eacd56f253187fbcd62cb1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
In Bed With My Ex-husband's Uncle
I swallowed my pride and gave my marriage one last chance.My husband brought his mistress home.And told me we were having an open marriage. "It's only fair," he said, like he was doing me a favor. "You can date anyone too. This will make things work between us." Done with Kian's utter disrespect for/0/30929/coverorgin.jpg?v=da0b4d6b3a89b2aa62c374c15ff23aed&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Dirty Adventures In Bed
“I’m going to tell you what I have in mind,” he murmured. “First you’re going to strip down until you’re completely naked,” he whispered against her ear. “Then I’m going to tie you up so you’re completely powerless and subject to my every whim.” “Mmm, sounds good so far,” she murmured. “Then I’m/1/108456/coverorgin.jpg?v=406e1042658e5b905465a74bcdfd96d9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
In Bed With My Ex's Brother-in-Law
He left her on the streets. His brother-in-law picked her up. and made her his wife. On the day her ex, Mark, married the wealthy socialite Bella, Elena was thrown out with nothing but the clothes on her back-humiliated, broken, and utterly alone. Until Eric Thompson appeared. Bella's older brother./0/84201/coverorgin.jpg?v=3876260c24ceb7bae604d8e43c9a0b1b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Thong in My Bed
My daughter's relentless tantrums finally broke me. It was for a week-long soccer tournament in Orlando, Florida, a "once-in-a-lifetime opportunity" according to her "cool" new coach, Sabrina. Exhausted, I agreed, believing my husband, Matt, couldn't come due to a massive work project. But one nigh/0/40408/coverorgin.jpg?v=35b4dadb2301ca281d14740720a02667&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love in bed
I got no answer from Ethan. I put my stuff on the seat and was about to go inside. When he spoke. "I'm not a driver. That's why you're in the front," he said gruffly. hmm, Grumpy I'll just think that he wants to be next to me so he's moving me. Why is this mokok looking like this? I noticed his/0/47518/coverorgin.jpg?v=ef61572b1a0fe9472c20a1ab2bd1e6c6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Hot Adventures In Bed
"Go to bed with me and I will make you rich beyond your imaginations" His voice was calm but had a lot of hidden intentions. Known simply as Z, the ruthless multi-billionaire dominant who was used to getting just anything he wants including women, finds himself in a battle to devour the most beauti/0/34262/coverorgin.jpg?v=2f939562e08bf1de69fa8f6c5b8b15f5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
