A Son's Revenge
Growing up, my real mother ignored me, showering all her love on a rich young heir. It was only then I realized why my life had been one misfortune after another. Eathen had been living the life I was supposed to have, while I was left in the shadows.
My mother constantly obstructed my relationship with Chalotte, doing everything she could to drive us apart, while Eathen took advantage of every opportunity, replacing me in every way.
A bitter smile crossed my face as I made up my mind. On the night of their wedding, I would reveal the truth that would shatter everything.
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Chapter 2
Just then, Eathen's parents returned.
When they saw me, they seemed surprised.
"Oh, Lucas, you're still here?" They barely glanced at me, their tone flat, as if they had no care to hide their indifference.
I am their real child!
Yet for all these years, both Eathen and Olivia had kept us in the dark.
Suddenly, Eathen stepped closer "Big Brother Lucas, I bet working must be exhausting, huh?"
"It's been so long since we last met, and me and Chalotte have really missed you!"
"We've been together since childhood, how about you host my wedding?"
No one knew better than Eathen how much I had once loved Chalotte.
Olivia interrupted without hesitation: "Oh, dear, Lucas is such a failure. He could never host your wedding; wouldn't that just ruin your reputation?"
"Better yet, let him handle the small stuff – greeting guests, sending out invites, tidying the tables. He's good at those menial tasks."
Eathen laughed heartily, shaking his head. "You're right, godmother, but I still want Lucas to host. After all, we made a pact when we were kids: whoever gets married, the others have to be involved-at least as the host."
"Big Brother Lucas, you wouldn't break that promise, right?"
The door to the bedroom suddenly opened, and a stunning woman in elegant attire walked out, carrying a small box.
As soon as I saw her face, my heart lurched. The memories flooded back, pulling me into the past.
Back then, Olivia used every trick in the book to break us apart. She spread rumors to smear my name, threatened my family, even pretended to be ill just to keep me close.
I endured it all.
But in the end, under the pressure of her family's status, Chalotte had to leave me.
She gently placed the box down, then stood on her tiptoes, wrapping her arms around Eathen's neck and kissing him passionately, without a single care for me standing there.
After a moment, Chalotte lifted her head and looked at me with cold disdain,.
"long time no see."
Chalotte scoffed. "Heh, long time no see? You still have the nerve to show up?"
"I almost thought you'd disappeared for good. What, now you're back to make us pity you?"
She leaned into Eathen's shoulder, a mocking smile playing on her lips. "Let me be honest with you, Lucas, if you hadn't clung to me back then, I wouldn't have wasted my time on you."
"The wedding is the day after tomorrow. Don't tell me you're here to cause trouble?"
She crossed her arms, eyeing me with a sneer. "If you dare mess things up, I'll make you regret it for the rest of your life."
I forced a bitter smile, my voice calm: "I'm here to fulfill a promise. To host your wedding."
Chalotte eyed me up and down, a sneer playing on her lips. "Oh? You're so kind?"
She stepped closer, her tone growing even more mocking. "Don't tell me you've really moved on. Didn't you say you'd kneel to marry me? Didn't you swear you'd never let me marry anyone else, not even if it meant never marrying yourself?"
She raised an eyebrow, scoffing. "Honestly, if you hadn't been so pathetic, begging me like that, I probably wouldn't have even wasted a second looking at you. It's laughable to think about now."
"I was young and foolish. Just said some stupid things. Who would really take them seriously?"
At that moment, Eathen walked over and casually draped an arm around my shoulder. "Chalotte, I invited him.."
She opened the box she had brought, revealing a beautiful ring inside. She carefully presented it to Eathen, smiling sweetly. "Baby, here's to our wedding, and also to your birthday today!"
The crowd gathered around, showering Eathen with birthday wishes. The room was alive with joy and laughter, while I stood alone, feeling completely out of place.
It seemed no one remembered that today was also my birthday.
Back then, because Eathen and I were born on the same day, Olivia had switched us in the hospital, swapping our fates.
Suddenly, Eathen stopped, turning to me with a look of surprise.
"Wait, today's also Big Brother Lucas's birthday, right?"
"Godmother, why didn't you remind us?"
I couldn't help but laugh bitterly. Eathen knew exactly how to twist the knife deeper.
"Don't worry about him, why would we celebrate the birthday of such a lowlife?"
Eathen pretended to take out his phone, wearing a fake smile. "Let's do this-how about we all have a meal together? Let's welcome Big Brother Lucas back, shall we?"
It was clear Eathen had mastered the art of false sincerity over the years.
Though he never actually made the call, everyone still praised him for being so considerate and thoughtful.
"But honestly, don't expect any gratitude from him. He's not worth the effort."
Chalotte frowned, casting me a disgusted look.
"Lucas, stop pretending."
"No one here cares about your pitiful existence!"
I stood frozen.
As they continued laughing and celebrating, glasses clinked and the room buzzed with joy.
I sat alone on the sofa, feeling more awkward and isolated than ever.
And yet, Eathen suddenly raised his glass and walked toward me, his smile full of malice.
"Lucas, we're family, after all. Don't sweat the small stuff."
"Let's share this leftover wine. We'll celebrate your birthday, too, alright?"
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9.1
WARNING
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Claude Adams never wanted a mate-especially not her.
As the Beta and son to the Alpha of the Rising Moon Pack, he knows fate isn't something to fight. But when he meets the she-wolf destined to be his, the bond feels all wrong. Suffocating. A trap he can't escape.
So when a cryptic message meant for a human draws him onto a luxury cruise liner, he takes it as the perfect excuse to run. What he doesn't expect is Nikolai Vladimirovich-a ruthless Russian Mafia boss with a dangerous aura and a stare that strips Claude down to something raw.
What starts as a reckless, meaningless fling turns into something neither of them can walk away from. But Claude isn't human. He was never meant to belong to Nikolai. And when the truth comes out, there will be no mercy.
Because Nikolai doesn't share. And fate? It doesn't make mistakes.
9.7
No matter how far I ran, no matter how deep I hid, I knew one truth... He would always find me.
Knock. Knock.
I jolted up from my sitting position, with my heart hammering in my chest.
Just as I was saying... He had already found me.
But by the time he broke down the rickety door, I was already standing and facing him with a knife to my wrist.
I'd rather die than return home with him as his mate.
***
TRIGGER WARNING!
This is a dark, taboo romance containing graphic themes, possessive men, hate-fueled sex, psychological intensity, emotional torment, and taboo that will wreck your morals. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Read only if you're ready to fall for monsters.
***
Eve thought she and her mother had successfully escaped her abusive father by getting married to the former Alpha of a pack far away from where they used to live.
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Hated and controlled by her stepbrother, Saint, who saw her as nothing but a thieving whore, Eve decided to find solace in Kyrie, who was already falling madly in love with her. But Saint would rather fight his best friend to the death than let him anywhere close to the woman he was secretly obsessed with from the day he set eyes on her – Eve.
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Saint burns with obsession. Kyrie aches with desire. And both men aren't willing to share.
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9.1
The best way to get back at a cheating bastard? Make him sick to his stomach for the rest of his life!
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Furious, she tore everything apart, ended the engagement, and decided on a bold revenge plan.
To make him regret it for life, she set her sights on marrying his powerful uncle. Confident in her scheme, she tried to win over the cold, untouchable man, only to realize too late that she had mistaken his identity.
The man she married was far more dangerous than she imagined!
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He cornered her with a knowing smile, "Not right for each other? Funny, that's not what you said last night in bed. Want me to remind you how wrong you are?"
7.3
I was never supposed to step into his world.
I was just a daughter trying to survive the wreckage of a father's mistakes. A quiet girl living a small, careful life-until one night shattered everything I thought I knew about fear, power, and possession.
They say the mafia doesn't forgive.
They say debts are paid in blood.
They never warned me that sometimes, the price is a woman.
Luciano De Luca.
The name alone makes men lower their voices and avert their eyes. A king without a crown. A devil in a tailored suit. He rules the underworld with calculated brutality, commanding loyalty through fear and obedience through bloodshed. To him, mercy is a weakness-and love is a lie told by foolish men before they die.
Luciano is not a man you reason with. He is power, violence, and control wrapped in a deadly calm. A mafia king who destroys without mercy and takes without permission.
When my father fails to pay his debt, Luciano takes me instead.
I become his collateral.
His punishment.
His possession.
Trapped in his world of blood and secrets, I am nothing more than a reminder of betrayal-kept under his watch, bound by his rules, and stripped of every illusion of freedom. Luciano made it clear from the start: I am not his guest. I am not his lover. I am not free. I am his possession. He watches me like a predator studying prey-cold, assessing, waiting for me to break. He expects fear to reduce me to nothing. He expects me to beg. To submit.
But I don't.
And that defiance ignites something far more dangerous than hatred in him.
But somewhere between the locked doors and the whispered threats, I realize something dangerous: the man who owns me is far more broken than he wants the world to know.
Luciano De Luca is ruthless-but he is not heartless. He is controlling-but barely. And every time I challenge him, every time I look him in the eyes without flinching, something dark and volatile stirs beneath his calm exterior.
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Yet the more he tries to crush my spirit, the more obsessed he becomes. His protection turns violent. His control turns suffocating. His eyes follow me like a promise and a threat all at once.
He says I am his weakness.
His mistake.
His curse.
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It's the way Luciano looks at me when he thinks I'm not watching.
The way his control fractures when I'm hurt.
The way his name feels dangerous on my lips.
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A war between survival and desire.
Between freedom and obsession.
Between the girl I used to be and the woman his darkness is shaping me into.
The deeper I fall into his world, the more I uncover secrets buried beneath his cruelty-betrayals that made him this way, scars that never healed, enemies that would destroy us both if given the chance. And as the line between captor and protector blurs, I'm forced to face a devastating truth:
The man who owns my body may soon own my heart.
But loving Luciano De Luca comes at a cost.
Because in his world, love is a liability.
And the moment he chooses me...
is the moment he paints a target on my back.
Will I escape the man who claims to own me?
Or will I surrender to the darkness that refuses to let me go?
In a world ruled by blood, power, and betrayal, one innocent woman will discover that the most dangerous thing of all...
is being loved by a ruthless mafia king.
8.4
When everything she built was reduced to ashes, she had only two choices surrender or rise.
Left with nothing but scars and unanswered questions, a young woman must face a world that no longer waits for the broken. Betrayal, loss, and hardship try to bury her, but from the ruins, something stronger begins to form.
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