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IN HELL WITH YOU

Caution: (Mature Content) R18+ Excerpt: "I wouldn't mind helping you strip if you aren't going to do it yourself?" He said his voice did not sound like a request but as a demanding command and Elowen flew her hands to her zip and suddenly paused at her action. Elowen watched the man in front of her. If it wasn't Emily who recommended him to her, she swore she would have lashes out and ordered him out and stopped this shit with him. She was supposed to be the one commanding and him obeying her rule, not the other way around. However, the way those very eyes pinned her to the spot, she found herself obeying every single command he made. She saw herself blinking several times as she recalled that she had told herself she wouldn't follow this process. She had only had in mind to be done in just one minute and not this sudden romantic process. There was nothing to be romantic about with a stranger when she was betraying herself. Was he even... Her breath hitched as her thought paused noticing his hand now tracing the line of her smooth thigh making it's under her skirt. Her eyes flew wide as she felt his fingers on the strip of her little piece of cloth being suddenly torn from underneath her skirt, sending the warm biting air in without notice. Her hands were now finding their way on his neck in an attempt to get a hold of herself when she felt something wet on her lip and next a sudden poke from between where her leg involuntarily welcomed the motion. She was surprised at her own actions. She wasn't supposed to be feeling this moment of betrayal but this strange one-night stand was making her feel it. Making her do things more than she wanted to do. Before she could count minutes every piece of her clothing was undone. "This can be a one-night stand, but don't worry, I will make sure to make it a memorable one," Owen whispered into her ear, and before she could think of speaking, he was controlling every motion, every inch of her body.
PenDora56 · 439 Views

His Contract, My Rules

I was just a ghost in his empire, scrubbing his floors to pay for a life I could barely afford. Every day was survival—tuition, rent, food, and bills that didn’t wait for anyone. I had rules, pride, and a stubborn streak that refused to be broken, and I thought that was enough… until Julian Thorne looked down. He didn’t just see a janitor; he saw a challenge. A spark. A girl who wouldn’t bend, even when the world was pressing her to the ground. And suddenly, my quiet, invisible life didn’t feel so safe. Now, the man who runs this city with an iron fist has a contract for me. One year. Total submission. No questions asked. Every move, every word, every glance under his watchful eye. A deal with the devil that could solve all my problems—or burn my world to ash. He thinks he’s bought me, but he has no idea that I don’t just follow rules. I break them. He signed the check. I’m signing his downfall. Every day under his roof is a battle of wills—between power and pride, control and desire, temptation and survival. He wants obedience; I want freedom. He expects compliance; I deliver defiance. And somewhere in the tension, in the fiery clashes and the stolen glances, a dangerous attraction ignites. I didn’t ask for him. I didn’t ask for this contract. But I’m learning quickly: when a man like Julian Thorne wants you, nothing is ever simple. Every rule he sets is a challenge. Every command is a test. And I’m not the type to fail. Because I’m not just scrubbing floors. I’m fighting for my life, my pride, and my world. And if he thinks he’s the one in control… he’s about to find out who really writes the rules.
Delphy00 · 2.3k Views

The Emperor Contest

Milas was perfectly content with being an unimportant person. Living in the bottom district had taught him that anonymity was a valuable resource—right up there with clean water, a steady paycheck, and knowing which alleyways the patrol drones preferred. And run when you have to. Unfortunately, running into a noble estate while being chased by officers turned out to be a catastrophic deviation from that philosophy. Now he is engaged. To Duke Finnian Reyes, one of fifteen candidates eligible to compete for the imperial throne. A man famous for his glacial expression, nonexistent social life, and alarming efficiency. A man who apparently needed a fiancé more urgently than he needed background checks. Milas has problems of his own. He is technically illegal, officially unemployed, and one blood test away from being shipped to a war zone. Signing a marriage contract he could not read was therefore… not ideal. On the other hand, it came with private shuttles, tailored clothes, and a temporary immunity from law enforcement, which made it the most luxurious bad decision of his life. Finnian, for his part, is pursuing the throne with stubbornness rather than enthusiasm. Raised far from palace corridors, he knows how fragile ordinary comfort is and how allergic most nobles are to actually fixing things. If winning the imperial contest is the only way to force reforms, then fine. He will play the game. Even if his new fiancé keeps flirting at inappropriate moments. With the capital star looming, political rivals sharpening knives behind polite smiles, the Emperor Contest has acquired its most questionable couple. MxM Milas x Finnian
forever_nepenthe · 2k Views

Reincarnation of a vengeful woman

Chu Yunyun lost everything in a single day—her family, her inheritance, her fiancé, and even her life. Betrayed by her innocent-looking half-sister, she was disgraced, imprisoned, and tortured until death claimed her. In another world, Yu Chen lived a life of silent sacrifice. Filial and gentle, she allowed her family to use her as a living blood bank for her younger sister until exhaustion ended her life. When their souls collided across dimensions, Chu Yunyun awakened in the body of twenty-one-year-old Yu Chen. Her new younger sister looked exactly like the traitor from her past life fragile, sickly, and hiding sharp claws beneath a sweet smile. Though truly ill, she exaggerated her weakness to bind Yu Chen with guilt, forcing Yunyun to navigate family, morality, and revenge all at once. Determined to reclaim her dignity, she stepped into the entertainment industry, facing rivals, humiliation, and public scandals. Face-slaps, exposed lies, and cunning manipulations became her tools in the battlefield of fame. And from the shadows, a powerful man watched an enigmatic business tycoon whose calm protection threatened to unravel the walls she had built around her heart. Yet the true storm had not arrived. Far away, the half-sister who had ruined her life was reborn into a new body and with a mysterious system at her command, she was destined to cross paths with Yu Chen again. A battle of talent, wits, and hearts was coming, one that would shake the world of fame, fortune, and love itself. In this life, Chu Yunyun would not only fight for revenge—she would fight for survival, identity, and the love she never thought she could have.
light_feathers · 4.8k Views

After Rebirth, I Accept The Arranged Marriage

In her past life, Jessie Sterling moved abroad for Julian Grant, only to have him break his promise and stand her up late at night for another woman on her birthday. Reborn into this life, Jessie Sterling personally severed her past adoration and affection, and instead entered a marriage of convenience with Victor Morgan, the heir to a century-old prestigious family in Aethelburg, a match approved by her family. She had originally thought it would just be a marriage for mutual benefit, and that they would treat each other with polite respect after the wedding. People in their social circle were not very optimistic about this newlywed couple with vastly different personalities. Until one day, some friends paid a late-night visit. By the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the Four Joys Courtyard, a group of people saw the man who dominated the business world by day having his knee stepped on. He held a bottle of cat-eye nail polish and was currently bowing his head, diligently painting the toenails of the foot resting on his knee. "Is this okay?" With a coquettish air, Jessie Sterling glanced down, her chin slightly raised like a spirited little peacock, "Well, it's passable, I suppose. But I think it could use another coat?" Victor Morgan was almost driven to laugh in exasperation by her words. After setting down Jessie Sterling's leg, he moved forward, planting his hands on either side of her, his eyes deep and dark as he said in a low voice, "Mrs. Morgan, that's enough!" Before Jessie Sterling could react, in the next moment, the man had already leaned in and captured the red lips before him that had been tempting him for so long. "Mrs. Morgan, don't you think this... is what really needs another coat of color?" The group of people who had just walked through the courtyard entrance froze on the spot. How the hell could this be called... treating each other with polite respect?
Shi Shanyue · 96.5k Views