I Slapped My Husband--then I Married His Boss

Blood pooled beneath Eloise's head just moments after she discovered the truth about her husband. The man she built her world around wanted nothing more than to destroy her. He stole everything, her company, her pride, her future, and left her to die. But as the darkness closed in on her, fate offered a second chance. ** Now she is back, with bloodstained memories and a thirst for revenge. Desperate and broken, she made a deal with the devil, a man powerful enough to hand her the weapons. But his help comes at a price. To be owned by him. For four months. A strict deal with no strings or feelings attached. But nothing about him is simple. He's infuriating, intoxicating, and every second with him chips away at her control. What starts as business quickly spirals into a dangerous game of possession, secrets, and desire. And when hearts get involved, the real cost becomes something more than she bargained for. He's the last man she should trust... and the only one who makes her lose control.

Do you hate me for my impairment"Valeria "I don't....I just hate people"Noah Valeria Smith,a visually impaired girl is forced to get into a marriage with the son of her father's friend. She had led a difficult life in the domain of her stepmother and sees her marriage as an escape but unfortunately for her,her husband turns out to be an aggressive man whose rage could burn down a city. Noah Owen could never object to his strict father's decision of him granting him a long time wish of having a grandson who will carry on the family bloodline. Besides his hypersensitiveness to women,Valeria's gentle nature infuriated him more. Due to his anger issues,he tried to stay away from her inorder to not hurt her but he had no choice than to interfere in her live when someone tries to kill her. The question left hanging was who Valeria truly was, for her amiable nature attracted a powerful unknown enemy who wouldn't stop in getting rid of her. Will he be able to help Valeria in fighting her battle while on an abhorrence with her? Will Valeria ever get to see? Will love triumph the doubts and distress?

"Did you really think you could run from me forever.....after the way I touched you that night?" he growled, his hands pinning her wrists above her head, eyes dark with intensity as they drank her in. "You were mine from the second I touched you....and no amount of time or distance will change that." Her breath hitched. She hated the way her body remembered him-how his voice alone could shatter her defenses. His touch burned through the fabric of time, pulling at memories she'd fought to bury. Every word he spoke sent a shiver down her spine, curling heat in places she'd sworn had long gone numb. But it wasn't just desire. It was fear. Fear of what he made her feel. Fear of the truth she hadn't told him. Fear that if she let him in again, she might never find the strength to walk away. As the past and old enemies resurface and buried secrets begin to unravel, Kimberly is forced to confront the past she tried so hard to forget. But with every truth revealed, the danger grows, and so does the temptation to fall again. Caught between betrayal, obsession, and a love that refuses to die, Kimberly must fight to protect the one thing she swore to keep safe. Because some sins don't stay buried. And some passions are impossible to escape.

Everyone knew Damiete Torres, the Billionaire playboy. Ladies drooled over him, the media loved him, and scandals were never far from him. Hazel knew him as something else. The man she had a one night stand with five years ago. Just like others, she was his latest catch. The media soiled her image, and she left the city with a secret- His child grew inside of her. She needs money, he needs a Contract wife sobthey sign a year long contract.

"I'm not," she lied. He chuckled, a deep, rich sound. "Liar." She smirked, shaking her head. "And what if I am?" His gaze dropped to her lips. "Then I should help you relax." The air between them shifted, thick with unspoken tension. She knew where this was going- and she wanted it to go there. Then he closed the distance. His lips brushed against hers, teasing at first, testing. But the moment she sighed into him, he claimed her-his hands sliding around her waist, pulling her flush against him. The kiss was deep, hungry, like he was tasting something he'd been craving for a long time. Viva clutched at his shirt, losing herself in the sensation. His mouth moved against hers with a slow, intoxicating rhythm, his fingers gripping her hips as if grounding himself in the moment. She pulled away for air, but he chased her lips, nipping lightly at her bottom lip before smirking. "Out of breath already?" His voice was teasing, low, full of amusement. Viva could barely think, let alone speak. He leaned in, brushing his lips over her jaw, then whispered against her skin- "Then you shouldn't have tasted so good." Her stomach tightened, her breath hitching. Maybe this was crazy. Maybe she'd regret it in the morning. But right now, with his hands on her and the heat between them threatening to consume her- She didn't care. Tonight, she wasn't the girl who had been discarded. Tonight, she was the one being wanted. Viva swallowed hard, her body already responding to the heat between them. Her heart thundered as she met his gaze-heated, electric, and filled with something she had never seen in Nathan's eyes. Want. Lust. Obsession. His hands trailed down her back, palms rough against her soft skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake. He grabbed her waist, pulling her flush against him, letting her feel every inch of his arousal. A gasp escaped her lips, but he swallowed it with another kiss, his tongue tangling with hers, tasting, exploring, devouring. "You taste addictive," he murmured against her lips, his breath hot, his voice thick with want. She let out a shaky exhale as his hands roamed further, his fingers grazing the hem of her dress. With a slow, deliberate movement, he slid it up, exposing the smooth expanse of her thighs. His lips trailed down her neck, his teeth grazing sensitive skin, making her arch against him, slowly his tongues licks through her thighs, she was shivering, she knows exactly were the journey of his tongue was about to end, and just before he buried his tongues in-between , her legs that were raised just above his head, he asked "Do you want this?" he asked, his lips brushing the shell of her ear, his voice a deep, husky whisper. "Yes," she breathed, no hesitation, no second thoughts. That was all he needed.

Kim Evelyn-known to those closest to her as Ivy-never imagined her third wedding anniversary would turn into a nightmare. Her husband, Rico, didn't just betray her-he brought his mistress into their bed. The pain and humiliation scorched her heart, leaving her no choice but to walk away from the home that once symbolized their love. But Ivy's escape led her into a night that would change everything. Beneath the glimmering lights of an upscale bar, she met Joshua Miller-a dangerously charming man with a captivating smile and an offer too tempting to resist. Revenge. Sweet, calculated revenge. But there was a catch: Ivy had to surrender herself to a game far more seductive than anything she'd ever imagined. As vengeance ignited and passion flared, the line between game and reality began to blur. Dark secrets loomed. Hidden dangers stirred. And Ivy was forced to make an impossible choice-move forward and risk losing everything, or retreat into the scars of her past. Can Ivy take control of this wicked game? Or will she end up the pawn-consumed by desire, ambition, and a betrayal more dangerous than the one she fled?