Lies & Vows

"Till death do us part." We both parroted the words of the priest without emotion, our gazes locked in a silent battle, ignoring the cheer of the congregation who had come to witness this façade. What is going through that mind of yours? I stared unflinchingly into those ink-black eyes. Is he already devising a means to end me permanently? Or will he be more creative, torture maybe? He seemed too calm to just go along with this arrangement, for someone who is known to always get his way. "Hello, husband," I smirked, needing to rile him up a bit. "Hello to you, wife," he replied in a deep, gruff voice with a devilish smirk. "I now pronounce you husband and wife," the priest announced, sealing my marriage to the devil.

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Chapter 3

SERENA'S POV

His statement made me glance closely at the supposed son, and it felt as though fate were having a cruel joke on me, because standing next to my father was none other than the rude, handsome brute I had bumped into earlier.

His well-carved eyebrow arched in mockery, and a knowing smile danced at the edges of his lips. His calm arrogance only fueled my rising anger, but I dug my fingers into my palm, forcing myself to remain composed.

You can't provoke me, son of a bitch. I'm in control of my emotions.

"I'm sure this is all a misunderstanding and..." Antonio, attempting to mask his nervousness, tried to ease the tension. But before he could finish, my father interrupted him.

"Calm down, Serena," my father chuckled, clearly enjoying himself.

Just moments ago, I was determined not to give the gossipy crowd any drama to chew on, yet here I was.

"I meant he's like a son to me. Remember Uncle Romano?" my father asked, his expression deceptively calm, though his eyes twinkled with mischief.

"Yeah," I replied flatly, though the mention of Uncle Romano caught my attention.

How could I forget him? Uncle Romano wasn't just my father's close friend, he was also the one person I thought understood me well, even though I was little then.

I remember how hard I cried at his funeral, if I had ever felt heartbreak, I think that was it.

"Well, this is his son. Raphael Moretti,"

"Ooh, nice!" I nodded slowly, but the word barely conveyed what was going through my mind.

"Nice" didn't even begin to describe the sinfully handsome man standing in front of me. From his sleek, wavy dark hair to his sculpted face, with the slightly broken nose that only added to his rugged charm, every inch of him screamed danger.

I love danger, but even I knew my limits. And right now, that limit was shouting at me to keep my distance from this man.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Moretti. Maybe we could arrange a time to meet and discuss business?"

"I don't think-"

"Of course," my father cut in smoothly. "I'm sure Serena would be happy to have dinner with you this week,"

I shot him a glare, which didn't diminish the wide grin on his face. I muttered something about having an appointment and quickly excused myself.

Antonio hesitated, torn between following me or staying with his boss, but in the end, I guess duty won over friendship. Though I could have used some company at that moment.

I slid into my car and decided to take a quiet drive around Las Vegas to settle my troubled mind.

I tried to pinpoint what was unsettling me. Of course, it all came back to the conversation I'd just had. My mind told me not to overthink it, but I couldn't help it.

This wasn't the first time my father had introduced me to one of his business partners, but it was the first time he had proposed a meeting with one of them without him.

What are you planning now, Mr. Giovanni?

A pair of beautiful black eyes framed by thick, curly lashes flashed through my mind as I drove past the electronic gate of the Giovanni mansion.

"I don't like you already, Raphael Moretti," I murmured under my breath as I opened the front door and headed for my bedroom.

The house was quiet, thankfully. The board-less wall clock read 11:25 p.m.

I was just steps from my room when I heard movement behind me.

Without bothering to check, I knew exactly who it was.

"You're back. How was the party?" Lilian, my half-sister, asked, sounding like she'd just returned from a party herself.

"Not half as bad," I shrugged, reaching for my door handle.

"Did you meet him? Raphael Moretti?" she asked, her tone breathless, almost eager.

I shot her an inquisitive glance, waiting for her to elaborate.

"My friend Gina said he was at the party," she explained, trying to gauge reaction.

"Sorry, but I don't know who you're talking about," I lied coldly, shutting the door in her face.

The soft golden light of my room filled the space as I entered. It was cozy, my sanctuary, everything from the fabric of the furniture to the Persian rug was chosen by me.

I pulled off my clothes, and just as I was about to head for the shower, I heard footsteps approaching my door. I paused and glanced at the door as the footsteps stopped just outside.

I saw Lilian's shadow lingering for a while before she finally walked away.

I stared at the door, a strange unease settling in my stomach, before I made my way to the shower.

God knows I don't have the patience to deal with her games tonight.

But something suddenly clicked in my mind. If Lilian was so interested in Raphael, why wasn't she at the party?

Unless...

A thought struck me, and I turned off the shower, the feeling of dread in my chest growing.

I hurried out of the bathroom, snatched my phone from the bedside table, and quickly dialed the only person on my speed dial.

The phone rang twice before he picked up.

"Why did you restrict Lilian from attending the wedding today?" I asked immediately, my tone sharp.

"Did she tell you?"

"Answer the question, Dad," I insisted, trying to keep my voice steady.

"Ooh, my sweet girl. This promise was made long before you were born," he said, his voice heavy with a sigh and another feeling that I couldn't quite name.

The unease in me deepened, but I pressed on.

"And a Black Diamond never breaks a promise," he added, his voice oddly distant.

"My Serena, Raphael is your betrothed and you are going to marry him."

The bombshell dropped, and for a moment, the world stood still.

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For years, she lived in the shadow of her powerful husband, enduring his disdain as he dismissed her as nothing more than a fragile trophy wife. However, a hidden past and lethal skills lie beneath her submissive facade. When a dangerous conspiracy threatens their world, she is forced to drop the act. Now, her husband must face the shocking truth: the woman he looked down upon is actually a formidable force more dangerous than anyone imagined.

Action Modern Romance

7.6

After My Husband's Affair, I Met My True Love Alpha

7.6

Warning: This book contains a large number of very hot adult scenes! "Look at the state of you, my little she-wolf," his voice was low and full of menace, like sandpaper scraping across my nerves. "You got this wet just from that?" Then he pressed a hard kiss to my knuckles. Fuck! His rough tongue slid across my slender finger bones, tasting the salty sweat and fear on my skin. A violent tremor shot through my whole body. A moan I couldn't suppress slipped from between my lips. "Ah. Sebastian." I felt my thighs rubbing together on their own, that damn traitorous movement making my pussy clench so tight I nearly came. Yes, that's it, you desperate little bitch. I cursed myself in my mind. He flipped my hand over, his thumb pressing hard-almost punishingly-into the sensitive skin on the inside of my wrist. My pulse pounded there beneath his palm like it was going mad. "This is beating so hard," he whispered, his breath hot against my skin, "is it beating for me, Seraphina? Tell me." Then he took one of my fingers into his damn hot, wet mouth. Oh God. His rough tongue swirled, rubbed, scraped along the skin of my finger, warm saliva soaking every inch. And his eyes never left me-fixing on me like a beast locking onto prey. He sucked softly at first, then suddenly with force. That rhythm. Fuck, he was fucking my finger with his mouth. "Are you using this to fuck my mouth, Seraphina?" He let my finger go with a filthy pop, seeing straight through my thoughts. "Imagine this is my cock. Does it feel good, you filthy little she-wolf?" My back arched uncontrollably, like the lowest kind of whore silently inviting him. A broken, shameful whimper escaped my throat. "Good. so good." My scent thickened, wild floral heat and lust filling the air, swallowing the last of my reason. I could feel the terrifying restraint in his body cracking apart. He wanted to hear me moan his name as I came. He wanted to bury himself inside my soaked, empty heat until I could feel nothing except his violent thrusts. He moved to my middle finger, giving it the same obscene, thorough attention. His tongue circled wickedly at the base, then pushed deep, sucking hard as if tasting the sweetest honey. Fuck! My hips jerked upward without control. My other hand dug into the carpet, knuckles white, vision dissolving in the storm of desire swallowing me whole. "I need you. to fill my pussy, Sebastian." -- I grew up as a human in a wolf pack, but ironically, I ended up becoming the mate of the pack's Alpha. I thought I would fit perfectly into the wolves' world-until the day I caught my Alpha mate tangled with another she-wolf in the back seat of a car. With trembling hands, I tricked him into signing the divorce papers-silently swearing revenge. But they didn't stop. His mother sent thugs to destroy me. His mistress tried to erase me. Even my coworkers wanted to use me. That night, I nearly lost my life. Until Alpha Sebastian found me-cold, ruthless, unmatched. He said he didn't need a mate. But he protected me like a mate. Touched me like a mate. Looked at me like a mate, as if I already belonged to him. I tried to resist his approach. I didn't want to make the same mistake twice. Wolves would never accept a human mate. But whenever he came near me, whenever those scorching hands reached for me, I always hungered for him-wanted more-yet I was done with promises. Until I discovered that my past was not simple at all-and Sebastian had his own reasons for approaching me-

Action Romance Werewolf

9.3

$EX EDUCATION WITH 4 HOT STEPBROTHERS

9.3

After a brutal humiliation turns Aria Collins into the campus joke, she decides revenge isn't enough-she wants power. And the fastest way to get it is by stealing the one thing her enemy wants most. Zane Parker. The problem? Aria has no idea how to make a guy like him notice her. So she makes a reckless offer to the four most dangerous boys on campus-the Steel brothers... who are now her stepbrothers. At dinner, she slides a paper across the table. "I want sex education." Reed's slow grin spreads across his face. "You want us to teach you?" "Yes," Aria says calmly. "Oh, little sister, you are being naughty." Cole's hands smoothed down my back, over the curve of my ass. "Naughty girls get punished before they get taught." His palm connected with my right cheek in a sharp, stinging slap. "Suck it, Aria," Kai ordered, his grip tightening on her cock while he gave inside my mouth. "Get it nice and wet. That's your only job right now." "She's gonna come," Reed announced as he fingered my cunt. "Look at her. Gonna squirt all over the fucking table. Do it, Aria. Come on, your stepbrothers' hands." Jasper finally released my hair, letting my head fall forward. He leaned down, his lips brushing my ear. "Well, Aria? Did you like your first sex education lesson?" I was wrecked, used, humiliated. And utterly, completely owned. My voice was hoarse from screaming and sucking. "Yes, Daddy."

Action Modern Young Adult

7.5

His Regret, My Unbought Freedom

7.5

My husband left me to die in a fire, choosing to save his mistress while I lost our baby in the flames. But my suffering had only just begun. He and his lover then tried to poison me, swapping my life-saving medication for tranquilizers. When that didn't work, he orchestrated a car crash that shattered my legs, leaving me crippled and helpless. His final act of cruelty was on his yacht. He watched as his mistress framed me, then locked me in a room with a group of thugs who left me for dead. I threw myself into the ocean that night, choosing the cold, dark water over the monsters on that boat. I survived. I rebuilt my life, found a man who cherished my broken pieces, and was about to get married. Then, August crashed my engagement party. He told me he'd destroyed his mistress and was giving me his entire fortune. He thought he could buy his way back into my life. He was about to learn that some things can't be fixed with money.

Action Modern Romance

7.1

Jilted Heiress Strikes Back

7.1

They ruined her face. Stole her child. Now she's back-and nothing will stop her. Five years ago, Raina Carrington lost everything: her beauty, her family, and her newborn baby. Now she's returned-unrecognizable, unbreakable, and with one goal in mind: to find her son and make them pay. But revenge is never simple, especially when it draws the attention of Leif Vexley-the most powerful and dangerous man in the city-who just might hold the key to her child's past. Yet she's not the victim anymore. She's the storm-and she's ready to strike.

Action Billionaire Modern

8.1

Project Chimera

8.1

The monsters they created have come home. George Alvarez, a Miami police officer, thought it would be just another patrol. Instead, he's forced into chaos, fighting to protect civilians in a mall overrun by predators not born of nature, while struggling to keep his life long secret. Survival is the only priority. Former Dr. Bridget Carter never intended to unleash hell. Once a rising star in genetic science, she walked away from the illegal experiments that twisted DNA into something unnatural, something alive. Now a quiet mother trying to forget, she finds herself trapped in Miami's crowded Bayside Mall... just as the creatures she once helped design break loose. As bodies fall and exits vanish, Bridget, George, and a small group of strangers, including a fading boxer, a disciplined fighter, and a scientist with dangerous knowledge, must navigate a maze of terror, uncover what went wrong, and stop the creatures before they reach the city beyond. But these aren't mindless beasts. They evolve. They hunt with intent. And they remember the people who made them. "The past never dies, it mutates."

Action Horror Modern Mystery Sci-Fi

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