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A Shotgun Wedding with the Mafia Don

Amelia Clarke might have been the curvy, nerdy girl who was constantly bullied and mocked by everyone, but she still won the heart of the Quarterback King. Oliver Lambert. But her happily ever after came to an end too soon. After four years of keeping their love affair a secret, she finally discovered that Oliver was not the man she thought he was. It turned out that he was the heir of the Morton Group and the next Mafia Don. Moreover, he was already engaged to a famous heiress. Now, Oliver’s father, the current Mafia Don, wanted her out of the picture. And he would do anything to finish the job. Leave Oliver, or he would make her and her family’s lives miserable. Give up the custody of her child, or the child would not see the light of day. Amelia tried to seek Oliver’s help, but the misunderstanding between them, plus Maximus manipulations, had already caused irreparable damage to their relationship. Left desperate and with no other option, she tried to run away with her family so she could protect her child. But the accident happened, taking the lives of her parents and unborn child. But was it really an accident? Left with nothing but a broken heart, she moved away. What started with love eventually turned to hate. What was once a promise of forever became a hunger for revenge. For six years, she lived with only one thing on her mind. To make her ex and his family pay. Motivated by vengeance, she returned as a completely different person. Amelia Clarke was dead. The chubby nerd was no more. In her place, Sophia Maddison was born. A famous supermodel and a promising entrepreneur. Her first agenda. Infiltrate the Morton’s business. Seduce the new Mafia Don. Oliver Morton. Marry him. Then, take everything that mattered to him. His business, his family, and even his child. *** [Warning: Mature steamy content, moderate violence, and some inappropriate language] COVER PHOTO - Credit to the owner.
bishop1275 · 1.6k Views

The billionaires sweet prodigy

Chapa,a genius, a prodigy,a carefree orphan who always has a sense of control over her life,dreams of becoming a neurosurgeon.a glimmer of hope in her bleak life. But that control was ripped away from her when she and her 17 year old brother were forcefully taken away to a secluded mansion. Their freedom and lives laid right before them,but it came with a price. A marriage alliance that would bind Chapa to a man she has never seen.Ezekiel Hunter,a name whispered in hushed tones, a man known for his coldness, his ruthlessness,and his family's legacy of military power. She had no choice than to agree to the marriage,with eyes brimming with tears and hands trembling,she signed the marriage certificate to save her brother.she knew there's more to this marriage.she's a pawn in his games. Trapped in a world of power and secrets where a cold and calculating billionaire made the rules and held the cards.could she find a way to play her own hand or would she be forever lost in the shadows of truth she couldn't face. what happens when she finds out even her identity has been a lie.. Excerpt. Zeke leaned lazily by the door frame,his cold frosty eyes gazed slowly at his new bride who curled herself up in her corner like a timid kitten,tears racked her body.but he doesn't care about her tears,she's just a key player in his game. Chap is not a weak girl she has always been a strong and resilient lady despite the storms in her life.but this particular storm took a toll on her both mentally and physically.getting married was never her plan,talk more of getting married to a stranger at nineteen?how worst and hellish could her life be. "You should know crying won't solve anything" his cold and lazy voice reverberated in the cold and silent walls of the room,her body trembled in fear,with a mix of anger and hatred for the man who changed the course of her life.He watched as the girl slowly looked up at him,her brown teary eyes glaring at him with fear and hatred. He took slow menacing strides toward her making her cower back in fear.he crouched to her level and held her chin in a soft but firm grip, his cold fingers felt warm against her skin. "this your life now darling,get used to it" He smirked.and an angry lone tear slid down her cheek.
pixie_dust16 · 414 Views

Dumped A Scumbag At The Altar For A One Night Stand With A Billionaire

To the outside world, Celine Roberts had the most perfect life. Beauty, wealth, fame in the entertainment industry and the love of a prominent fiancee. But that perfection shattered the moment she ran away from her own wedding, leaving her fiancee who everyone considered a prince charming at the altar. But what people didn't see was that her so called prince charming was actually a scumbag who is having an affair with her own step sister. Even when she finds out about his affair he threatens her with her career to force her to marry him, after all marriage with her was great publicity for his career. Left with no choice she walks down the aisle to marry a scumbag until she sets her eyes on a man who reminds her of sin and darkness. Escaping her own wedding leads her into a suite that belongs to the same sinfully handsome man she set eyes on at her wedding a while ago. Driven by a rebellious will and a sudden attraction to this stranger, she shares a single night with him, a night that holds no promise and no commitments. But what happens when that single night not only bears fruit, but also leads to the inability to forget the man who seems to have captivated her entirely. Celine isn't the only one unable to forget, Tristan Grayson never met a woman he couldn't resist until her, never met a woman he couldn't forget until her. Who would have thought that the elusive billionaire who scorns women would be completely enthralled by a one night stand?
Blackangel005 · 175.5k Views

TRANSMIGRATED FROM A TOP CELEBRITY INTO THE BODY OF AN UNLOVED HEIRESS

Bethany Larson was revered as a living legend. At fifty, she stood at the peak of the entertainment world—a globally known singer and actress who built her success with her own hands. Her name was a brand, her talent undeniable, and her fortune self-made. Yet the person she loved unconditionally and trusted the most became her executioner. Murdered by her much younger actor husband, who mockingly admitted he married her only for her wealth, connections and fame, Bethany’s life ended in betrayal and regret. As she lay on her own pool of blood, dying and watching him walk away with his men, she cried and desperately prayed to any God that was willing to answer her for one thing she had never asked for before: a second chance. And her prayer was answered. Bethany woke up in a hospital, not as herself, but as "Rosita Dixon", a twenty-three-year-old D-list singer and actress—the eldest daughter of the Dixons, one of the most powerful aristocratic families in the Republic of Hosiria. At first, she believed she had been given a new and easy life then she realized she was wrong after being told by her manager that the original Rosita Dixon is despised by society, mocked by the media, and treated cruelly by her own family. Now carrying Bethany Larson’s soul, memories, and experience, Rosita must survive a family that loathes her, an elite society that looks down on her, and an entertainment industry that has already judged her. This time, she is determined to live for herself—and never die powerless again.
Godsent_Banky · 8.1k Views

Blood Oath Seduction: Symptoms of Murder

“Are you afraid of me?” Drogo voice was quiet but something underneath it was wrong. He was calm. Too calm — Not after what he had just done with his bare hands... Karen’s lips quivered violently, but her throat refused to open. No sound escaped. The metallic scent of blood reached her nose as he climbed onto the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight. “You don’t have to be scared, Schatzi” Drogo murmured in a soft tone, tilting his head as he studied her paralysis with unsettling interest. “You’re not lying to me.” His jaw tightened faintly. “They lie,” he whispered with a gleam in his eyes. A gleam she had never seen before. Drogo added, “Every single one of them lied. They always do...” He leaned closer. “But you…” His lips curved. “You would never lie to me, Schatzi.” The sound of the German pet name he'd given her now felt heavier in her chest. Karen wanted to shake her head, to deny whatever twisted certainty he had built around her. Her body remained numb. Drogo then raised his hand, blood dripping from his fingertips onto the sheets. His fingers touched her cheek, still warm. He then dragged them slowly across her skin, leaving a dark red streak as though marking her. “You’re not scared of me…” he decided softly, almost reverently. “Only liars are scared of me.” He leaned down and pressed his blood-smeared lips to her forehead. “I know you’ll never lie to me,” he whispered against her skin. He smiled from ear to ear. “That’s why I love you.” ● ● ● Life isn't suppose to be that hard... Quite straightforward, actually. After all, Karen had just one mission. Get close enough to Drogo Vetter and extract valuable information from him — How he ended up between her legs is irrelevant. But that's not a major problem, it doesn't still affect the main mission. It's just one of those things people do to pass time and feel pleasure... What's the worse that could happen? ... Aside from Drogo being assigned as her next target. Shit.
DestinyNdi · 12.8k Views