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Stepping on You With My Glass Slipper

“Oh my god! The prince sent an invitation for the upcoming royal ball!” Eleanor exclaimed, her voice trembling with excitement as she waved the golden-sealed letter in her hand. “The royal ball!?” Anna and Cindy squealed, nearly toppling over their chair in delight. “Shh! We don’t want Ella to hear about this,” Eleanor hissed, glancing nervously over her shoulder. And there she was, Ella, standing by the doorway with her eyes gleaming, ready to pounce on anyone in sight. “Did someone say balls?” Ella grinned widely, her smile wide enough to make her mother and sister flinch. “No, no—it’s a royal ball, a ball. It’s where people… dance,” Eleanor stammered, her voice faltering. “Well, then,” Ella said, her grin stretching further, “there’s going to be a lot of balls there.” And with that, Ella darted to her room, already rummaging through her drawers. Ella wasn’t just dreaming of going to the royal ball— she dreams of every ball. In a kingdom obsessed with beauty and perfection, Ella, long ridiculed as the “ugly half-sister,” has spent her life in the shadows of her graceful and adored sisters. However, Ella never allowed mockery to pierce her strange, unbothered world. She focused on the hobby that kept growing—collecting balls and other round-shaped items. When the royal family announced the grand ball to find a bride for their prince, Eleanor’s heart sank. She feared Ella’s oddities might bring embarrassment to their family. Desperate to uphold their name, Eleanor resolved to turn her awkward daughter into a refined young lady, no matter how severe the training. “Posture, Ella! You’re not a hunchbacked scarecrow!” “Smile softly, not like you’re about to eat someone!” But despite Eleanor’s strict lessons, Ella’s wild grin never faded. It only sharpened. When the night of the royal ball finally arrived, the palace glimmered under crystal chandeliers. The prince stood poised, the very image of perfection, until the grand doors opened. Ella entered, her gown shimmering with hundreds of tiny glass spheres sewn into the fabric, catching every flicker of light. The room fell silent as a faint, musical clinking echoed with each step she took. The prince turned, his flawless gaze locking with hers. Ella smiled, leaning close enough for only him to hear. “I’ve always loved balls,” she whispered. The prince’s lips parted slightly, his polished smile faltering as if he wasn’t quite sure what he was looking at. Ella tilted her head, her grin fierce and unrestrained. Then, the grand doors opened again. Gasps rippled through the crowd like a wave breaking on marble. With that, a mysterious woman in a simpler dress entered.
youneedsomemilk · 8.9k Views

Sold To Mafia Don

Isabella Martinez’s life shatters in one night. Dragged from her waitress job by loan sharks, she’s thrown onto an auction stage and sold like property to pay her father’s five-million-dollar gambling debt. Terrified and powerless, she watches as wealthy men bid on her future until HE walks in. Dante Moretti. The most dangerous man in New York. A billionaire mafia don who built a twelve-billion-dollar empire on blood and fear. When his cold grey eyes lock on hers, everything changes. He bids ten million dollars without hesitation, buying her in front of everyone. Bella expects horror. Expects to become his slave, his toy, his victim. Instead, she discovers something far more dangerous: Dante Moretti has a code. He protects women and children. He kills traitors without mercy but honors loyalty above all. And despite his brutality, despite the violence she witnesses, despite every reason she should run she’s falling for the devil who bought her. But loving a mafia king comes with deadly consequences. The Russian mob wants revenge. A traitor within Dante’s own family wants him dead. And Bella now seen as his greatest weakness becomes the target of every enemy he’s ever made. Forced to choose between the innocent girl she was and the warrior she needs to become, Bella must learn to fight, to kill, and to embrace the darkness. Because in Dante’s world, there are only two options: become the mafia queen who stands beside him… Or die. From sold at auction to ruling an empire. From victim to queen. From captive to the most dangerous woman in the underworld. This is the story of a girl who was bought for five million dollars and became worth five billion. Welcome to the mafia. Welcome to love. Welcome to war.
Bestbabe · 12.5k Views

CONTRACT MARRIAGE GONE WRONG

WARNING- 18+ CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEXUAL ELEMENTS TRAUMA AND TORTURE *************************************************************************************************** Ophelia Blackwood lived her life doing everything she could to be loved. First by her parents and three elder siblings, then by her best friend, and finally by her lover. She sacrificed everything just to be valued by Vincent Dimitri, the son of one of the most dangerous mafia families in Russia, and her childhood best friend, Elosia Jonas. They were her chosen family. Yet her loyalty was repaid with betrayal. After destroying Vincent’s greatest enemy and crowning him the King of the Underworld, Ophelia was killed—by Vincent himself. Elosia hung from Vincent’s half-naked body with a smirk as Ophelia lay in a pool of her own blood. “Thank you for giving me and Vincent such an amazing wedding gift, best friend.” Only in her final breath did Ophelia realize the cruel truth—this was the world of a novel, and she was dying the death of the villainess who killed the male and female leads for love. Ophelia laughed bitterly at her fate. In pain. In misery. Realizing that being unloved and betrayed was always destined for her. But when she woke up again—twenty years old, five years before the story began—she made a different choice. This time, she wouldn’t fight for love. She would fight for revenge. Ophelia proposed a contract marriage to the man she once ruined with her own hands—her former enemy, the heir to the most powerful family on the continent, Kayros Natheniel. “I have two conditions,” Kayros said calmly. “I’ll accept whatever,” Ophelia replied coldly. “First—you don’t meddle in my business. Second—I decide when this marriage ends. of course not before three years even if you beg me to.” But fate had another plan. Her 3rd life ended with her dying and becoming the reason behind the death of Kayros. Yet when she wakes up again, she only remembers herself as Odette Elizabeth, the lawyer who once shook the supreme court. However, Kayros remembers the life she didn't. Making them stand at the fork road of life and fate where they have to navigate the world of mafias, threats from military, betrayal from closest and an unconventional pull between them. " You don't love me." She whispers. " no... but I just can't fuxking stop wanting you like a fool." He mummers against her lips.
Erlyyy · 33.3k Views