Three -years Contact Marriage With The Billionaire
READING AGE 16+
"Sign the contract, or lose everything."
I stared at the papers that would seal my fate—a three-year marriage to Julian Blackwood, the ruthless billionaire they call the Ice King.
My family didn't ask. They demanded. My father's company was drowning, my stepsister's engagement had exploded, and I was the replacement bride they could sacrifice. Just another transaction.
Julian made it clear on our wedding day: "Don't expect affection. Don't expect companionship. Certainly don't expect love."
He refused to kiss me at the altar. He gave me a bedroom down the hall and told me to stay out of his way. I was Mrs. Blackwood in name only—a contract, a convenience, a means to an end.
I accepted it. I had survived twelve years of abuse in my own home. I could survive three years of indifference in his.
But then Nate, Julian's best friend, showed me kindness, and suddenly my cold husband became possessive. When my sister attacked me, he became protective.
Now the man who promised me nothing is fighting his own father to keep me. The marriage that was supposed to be fake is becoming terrifyingly real and the secrets about my mother's death are threatening to destroy everything.
They said Julian Blackwood destroys everything he touches. What they didn't tell me... is that sometimes destruction is exactly what you need to be reborn.
With a pregnancy involved, how was I going to end this three-year marriage peacefully?
Unfold
LENA
It was eleven days after the gala.
I know this because I had been keeping track of time in the particular way you keep track of time when something has shifted in the texture of it, not dramatically, not in a way that announced itself, but in the way of a thing that has moved and cannot be put back in its original position and you are both aware of this and not yet speaking of it. Eleven days since the dance floor. Eleven days since the car. Eleven days since the door and we built it and three thoughts about...
At this moment, Selena thought that Carter was moved, he finally recognized the truth and loved her again. But the more she expected, the more she was disappointed.
Then, he said to her, "I love your sister, I will never love you!" and sent her to prison cruelly.
Five years later, Selena came back.
He suddenly became nice to her, and even kissed her in front of everyone. I’m sorry and I will spend the rest of my life to compensate you. Will you forgive me?"
Selena laughed coldly, "Forgive you? I won’t forgive you until you’re dead!"
Daniel Walker has been part of my life since I was ten.
For twelve years, he was simply the man I called my stepdad—the man who attended my graduation, supported my dreams, and treated me like the daughter he never had.
Then I turned twenty-one.
My mother left for Europe.
And Daniel moved into my penthouse.
Suddenly, I was seeing the man behind the role I had always known.
The powerful businessman came home exhausted and barefoot.
The man who always wore expensive suits started wandering around the kitchen at midnight in nothing but sweatpants.
The stepfather who once lectured me about boys started watching every man who looked my way.
And the closer we became, the harder it became to remember that we were supposed to be family.
Then Ethan moved into the penthouse next door.
He was young.
Single.
Available.
And determined to have me.
Daniel hated him from the beginning.
At first, I thought it was because Daniel was protective.
Then I realized the truth.
He wasn't acting like my stepfather.
He was acting like a man who was terrified another man might take away the woman he wanted.
I should have walked away.
Instead, I pushed him.
I tested him.
And eventually, behind the locked doors of our penthouse, we crossed a line neither of us could uncross.
Now we're living a double life.
In public, he's my stepfather.
Behind closed doors, he's the man I can't stop craving.
But our six months alone are almost over.
My mother is coming home.
And someone has discovered our secret.
Soon, the entire world will know what happened behind our penthouse doors.
And when the truth comes out, I will have to choose between the family I was born into...
And the forbidden man I was never supposed to love.
After being rejected by her mate in Moonlit pack, Lola escaped on a full moon only to enter the territory of the next Alpha King who also happened to be her second chance mate.
Adrian is the next Alpha King but he hasn't been able to assume his role because he needed a Luna by his side. A rogue that trespassed on his territory, whom he ordered be killed turned out to be his mate leaving him in a dilemma.
Will Adrian reject Lola because she came into his territory as a rogue? Will he overcome what happened to him in the past and give Lola a chance or reject her and go ahead with Fay as his chosen Luna? What will happen when everyone finds out just how much power Lola wields and how she's supposed to protect her kind in an oncoming war?
Find out in Lola - The Moon Wolf!
My name is Kaia, and for two years, I spent every day pretending I didn’t notice my hot, broad-shouldered stepdad, Kane.
Mom thought dragging us to a beach resort and forcing Kane to give me "swimming lessons" would help us bond as a family. She had no idea. It started before we even left home, when I accidentally caught him fucking my mother in the shower—and heard him groaning my name while he drove deep inside her.
That first swimming lesson changed everything.Under the guise of teaching me to float, he dragged me into the deep end, shoved my bikini aside, and stretched my tight pussy with his massive cock under the water while Mom was just steps away on the patio.
Now I can’t get enough.He waits for the lights to go out, sneaking his thick cock into my mouth in the pitch dark while my mother sleeps just a few feet away in the very next bed. He corners me in the steamy bathroom, tying my wrists to the shower bar with a robe belt, absolutely ruining me against the cold tiles until my knees buckle and I'm begging to be used.
And this trip isn't over yet. Mom is getting highly suspicious, but I'm already dripping wet just thinking about what twisted, dangerous excuse Kane will invent to fuck me next.
When she asked what was going on, I panicked, lied, and claimed my inner core was itching uncontrollably. Caring as always, she dragged me straight to gynecologist. I thought he would hide my dirty secret when he blocked my mom's view with a curtain but it didn't help matters.
Things escalated after he pulled the cucumber out. The empty ache left behind was agonizing, and I wanted something far better than a cucumber. Right behind the thin medical curtain, I began arching my hungry pussy against his fingers. Knowing exactly what I was begging for, he unbuckled his belt and fed me his huge, perfect dick.
My mom even held her hands over my mouth to muffle my loud moans, totally clueless that she was helping him give me the most mind-blowing climax of my life. I thought I had gotten away with the ultimate taboo... until my mom suddenly noticed what was actually happening behind the curtain.
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“Please, Daddy,” I cried, voice breaking. “Please fuck your little brat’s tight pussy. I’ve been so bad—punish me with your cock. Stretch me open and fill me up. I’ll be good, I promise—just please fuck me hard.”
At home, where secret desires burn hot, WET FOR DADDY brings you a hot collection of forbidden stories. Young stepdaughters grow up under the strong gaze of their powerful stepdaddies. Soon, care turns into raw hunger and wild need.
From the busy boss who takes his naughty stepdaughter on his big desk, to the tough rancher who shows his curious girl how to ride more than horses — these tales dive deep into naughty, throbbing lust.
Every soft “good girl,” every firm hand, and every secret night touch leads to explosive pleasure that breaks all the rules.
Steamy, bold, and deliciously wrong, this book gives you pure taboo fun that will leave you wet, breathless, and wanting more. Give in to your darkest stepdaddy dreams — no shame, just hot, dripping fantasy.