Misty Beseda

"Hi, I’m Ethan Moore. You're mine from this moment onward," he declares, holding the car door open for her. “What?—” Elizabeth exclaims. “Get in the car,” Ethan commands, unfazed by her protest. “What—I don’t even know who you are—you think having a baritone voice can make you stand in front of me and spout rubbish from that godforsaken thing you call a mouth?!” Elizabeth's irritation is palpable. Ethan smirks. Nice, she’s got a sharp tongue—he likes sharp tongue. Turning to the nearest bodyguard, he orders, “get her in the car.” Meeting Elizabeth's gaze, he adds, “if she resists, throw her in the trunk.” .............................................. Pressured by his parents to marry, Ethan Moore is forced to kidnap a stranger. He offers her a deal to pose as his wife whenever necessary. *** All Elizabeth Claire wants is to escape the clutches of the crazed billionaire who kidnapped her. She tries various tricks to break free, but her attempts are thwarted when…

"Sign it," he said. Three years of marriage ended with a line and a pen that trembled in her hand. It wasn't the papers that hurt—it was the way he didn't even flinch when she did. Amelia Hart walked out of his penthouse that night with nothing but a suitcase and a broken heartbeat. She'd given Daniel Sterling everything—her love, her identity, her silent devotion—only to be discarded the moment she became inconvenient. But when the empire he built begins to fall, when the cold CEO who never looked back suddenly needs the woman he threw away, he returns with the same hands that once let her go, now reaching for what he destroyed. Only this time, there's a clause he didn't read…

"Please, Mr. Blackthorn...you shouldn't be doing this." Emmeline's was heaving. "Why ever not, my delectable little minx? It's clear we both want this." Rather than heed her feeble protest, Zavian simply chuckled darkly and nuzzled against her heated skin. "Your wife is under this very roof!" her body seemed to betray her once more when his lips hovered near hers, trembling with anticipation. His hand moved down her body. It found her legs and then her femininity. "So wet for me." Zavian whispered. Emmeline's cheeks flushed with embarrassment and desire. "I didn't expect you to be so quick to get excited," he said with a teasing edge to his words. "Just fleeting touches and light kisses have you overflowing. Doesn't your husband satisfy you?" "Mr. Blackthorn!" her eyes widened. "I promised myself I wouldn't fall into temptation again," Emmeline confessed, looking up at him with watery eyes. "There are so many obstacles between us. We're both married and you're almost twice my age," "It's okay to ignore the barriers." Zavian's response was simple. *** Emmeline thinks her life is finally falling into place the day she marries Richard, a wealthy man admired in high society. But behind the charming facade he shows the world lies a volatile, controlling monster who takes twisted pleasure in demeaning her. Determined to conceal his violent behavior, Richard moves them to an upscale neighborhood far from their old neighbors who have already seen too much. There, Emmeline crosses paths with the most dangerous and feared man in the country, a meeting that changes her life forever.

“This… this is wrong,” she stuttered, trying not to meet his eyes. “You’re my stepfather. Let’s forget it ever happened.” “How can I forget it happened, Nicole?” He questioned, gripping her chin. “When the image of you whimpering for more replays in my head every f*ck*ng night?” When one night of desperation turns into Nicole ending up in bed with a nameless stranger, she’s almost shocked to death when she moves in with her mother’s new husband to see that the nameless stranger is her new stepfather. Tristan Michelson has always been in control of his emotions, but he can barely control himself when he realizes the masked stripper is his new stepdaughter.