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His Rogue Princess- Medusa
"Strip" Medusa's breath hitched on hearing his command, she could have argued but it had no room for discussion. She took off the face-covering scarf, her fingers trembled as she bend to slowly slide off her long pink skirt then took off her panties. Her thighs were coated with arousal which dripped down as she stood up parting her long silver hair to a side, arching her back to take off the bralette. Medusa was all naked infront of him, her clothes lying at his feet when she peered at him through her eyelashes. Her thighs clenching on seeing him drinking her with a wild animalistic lust in his eyes which had darkened as his pupils dilated. "Rhy-" "On the bed, face down, ass up." Medusa gasped softly when he took off his long coat throwing it down along with her clothes. "NOW" she didn't need to hear anything after that as she scrambled on the bed getting on all fours arching her back and raising her ass for him. She put her head down turning to a side watching him taking off his belt, her cheeks burning crimson at the exposing position her body was in. She was completely bare to him, her body all for him to do as he wished, to play it like an instrument for himself. All ready for his punishments. "Keep your hands at the back" The bed dipped behind her as he settled on bed. He held both her wrists binding them together with a leather cloth..the rough belt he had taken off. Her heavy breathing was only sound that could be heard and his intense gaze on her was the only thing she could focus on. Minutes passes when he didn't touched Medusa making her squirm. A loud smack upon her butt made her yelp in surprise which soon turned into a wanton moan. His hands massaged her ass digging his fingers as his large calloused palms gently gave them a squeeze. "You will listen to me little girl." His lips traced her earshell whispering it to her.
Four Babies, One Bombshell: I'm Not the Father
I have been dating my girlfriend Vivian White for five years, but we have never even held hands. One day, I somehow get drunk after just one glass of beer. Alcohol makes me lose my inhibitions, and I sleep with her. A month later, she tells me that she is pregnant with quadruplets. Soon, we get married. I give her a wedding gift of five million, and I add her name as co-owner of the house and car. I also sign a voluntary gift agreement to give her all my savings. Her condition worsens with every passing day, and her stomach becomes the size of a huge pumpkin. The doctor advises us to reduce the number of fetuses, but I object resolutely. "Every single one is a treasure to us. I can't bear to lose any of them. My mother said that if Vivian gives birth, she'll give her ten million for each son and five million for each daughter. She'll even give us a five-storey villa with a garden." I deliberately say all that because I accidentally overhear a conversation between Vivian and her friend, Michelle Lawson. "Rowan is now perfectly willing to raise my four babies, and he's transferred the house and the car to me. I'll even be able to get four separate sums of child support in the future. "I may even be able to marry into an elite family thanks to the quadruplets. After all, the more children I have, the higher my chances." It turns out that none of the four babies she is carrying are mine. In fact, they all have different fathers.
Christmas With The Wolves
"S-Save me!" Roxanne ran desperately, pushing her body to its limits as she feared for her life. Her eyes darted across the vast woods, searching for the apparition she had seen before she took to her heels. Then she saw it, the thing which relentlessly pursued her. The shadow resembled something she had never seen before, a man, a beast, she had no idea. The only certainty she had left was the fact that it was after her. "Someone... Someone help me!" She cried. Her voice was lost in the large expanse of dried barks and wilted branches. The snowy field of thorns and the cold winds of winter seemed to swallow her entire being, almost like it choked her. Her breathing became uneven as she panted due to exhaustion, yet she couldn't stop running. Doing so would mean her end. As she dashed through the cold and snowy path, she could hear it getting closer. "Grrrrrrrrrrrr" The sound sent shivers down her spine. She willed herself with every fiber of her being not to look behind her for the fear of what she might see. She could feel it's gaze on her, she could hear the sound of it's growl. Roxanne could sense her pursuer's nearing proximity as she fled for her life. Many questions raced through her mind, but she didn't have the luxury to answer any of them. The only thing at the forefront of her mind was survival. ~ Coming to her grandma's in the woods for Christmas after an heated argument with her mom, Roxanne has never thought she would experience something like this. "Mine" The voice roared.
Infertile by Her Hand, Pregnant by My Husband
The day I'm exposed as a fake heiress of a wealthy family, the real heiress, Rowena Fairchild, storms into the house and stabs me repeatedly in the abdomen. She robs me of my chance to ever become a mother. My fiance, Thaddeus Crowley, flies into a rage, and my parents also rush to declare that they'll never acknowledge her. To appease me, Thaddeus proposes to me almost immediately, and my parents even issue a document officially cutting ties with Rowena. They tell me to just focus on my recovery. Later, they tell me that Rowena has fled overseas and has been sold to Corovia, a country up north. They say it's karma, and I believe them. It isn't until six years into my marriage that I see the woman who's supposed to be suffering in Corovia. She's nestled in my now-husband's arms, heavily pregnant. Sighing, she says, "If I hadn't lost my temper and made that mistake six years ago, it wouldn't have been Marisol who married you. "It's a good thing you, Mom, and Dad all took my side. Otherwise, I would've been sent to prison by that fraud. I bet that damn imposter never once imagined that I've been living under her nose all these years, or that I'm carrying your child. "Once I give birth, you can just find an excuse to adopt the baby. Then that fraud can spend the rest of her life as the nanny to my child. "Thank you for everything you've done these past years, Thaddeus." Her loving gaze makes Thaddeus' cheeks flush red. "Don't say that. Marrying her was the only way to keep your reputation intact. As long as you're safe and happy, everything I do is worth it." As it turns out, the husband I believe to be my true love has been lying to me all along, and my parents have only just been covering for their real daughter, too. In that case, I don't want any of them anymore.
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