The Billionaire's Kept Woman
Warning!!! This novel contain scenes that are not suitable for children. That includes on killing, suicide... torture... and R-21
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Keira Del Carlo sold her virginity in the auction to save her mother and a billionaire bought her for more than 4 million dollars. Her life turned upside down when she signed the papers that the billionaire gave to her that night after she gave up her innocence.
Alessandro De Alegre was a vicious billionaire when it comes to business. But behind that merciless attitude, there's a soft spot that only meant for her.
He has been searching for his first love for a very long time until he found a lead that she's in an auction. He took advantage of it to have her back and made her sign the marriage contract while she's not herself. She didn't even recognize him, and that's when he found out that her memories with him had been erased.
All her time with him, he gave her everything including the Golden Age Entertainment that should belong to her. She lives with him without knowing that she's married to him the night he took her innocence and imprisoned her in his villa. She lives thinking that she's the mistress.
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Chapter 4
He was in fact aroused and he didn't know if he could get her off the hook. She gently pushed her hand to his chest and turned back from him.
She's playing hard to get and acts like a virgin where in fact they had sex last night and she enjoys it a little. When she felt his big warm hands on her stomach, and his warm lips on her naked shoulder, she felt it through her whole body, the electricity running through her veins. Her globes hardened and she felt the heat between her hips. He kept sucking her skin, pushed away her hair from her neck, inserted his big hands to her thin night dress and did what his big hands could do.
She actually moaned, just on his touch and kiss and that's when he started stimulating her nipples, capturing her mouth. Like it was an endless kiss. She was suddenly drunk of desire but she didn't know who slept first from their kissing.
She woke up late. If she didn't hear the maid coming in she wouldn't get awake. They are preparing something for her clothing and then her food is served. She went to the bathroom to wash up and settle it on the balcony.
She was like the Queen of the villa just like he said because they serve her everything and it bores her a little without doing anything. It bores her to death.
The sedan was tinted in black and like no one can see her from the outside. It was a long drive but she didn't complain just to see her mother. She received a call from the Lover that she didn't know the name.
"Hello?"
"You can spend your time with your mother but I am only giving you three hours. Spend the rest of your time shopping."
"I would rather spend my time with my mother the whole day."
"Then spend two hours of time shopping or else I'll drag you to the mall." He will surely do it.
But why would he bother to make her go shopping and waste some money. She had tasted how to waste money when she was a teenager. Those are times when they are rich. Yet she never missed it.
Her mother looked better than before. She was transferred to an exclusive hospital and in the VIP room. They had found a donor and the doctor said that the surgery is also settled. She was relieved, yet she had to take some time to be with the man. The woman smiled at her dearly.
"Did he push you on something that you don't want?" She was surprised that her mother would ask such things. But she smiled, he actually pushed her to be a good mistress and spend a lot of his money.
"He's not that bad." But he did force her a little on sex-yet crazy that her body wants it.
"He's a good man. He'll take care of you. I haven't taken care of you for a long time and I should be the one helping you on bills-" her mom is composed but she knows all of her emotions.
"Mom, I can do it."
"He'll help you on what is for you." She didn't quite understand what her mother meant.
Her mother needs to rest so she has to go shopping like a good mistress does and spend a lot of his money on clothes, jewelry, shoes and other stuff. She was bored and her shoes were biting her feet.
So, she bought a comfortable one that wouldn't bite her feet and that's all she bought. But a woman came, said to be Mr. De Alegre's assistant. Moira. Like two or three years older than her and said to buy more clothes.
Her shoulders suddenly slump and she lets the woman choose different kinds of expensive clothes. There are sleeping clothes, sexy, and the underwear are even sluttier. She just lets her do almost all of the stuff and what catches her eyes most is on the other shop.
A music store and the cello caught her eyes. It wasn't as beautiful as the one she had but it's enough to be played and practiced. She hasn't touched a cello for years and her hands are itching for it.
She's never been tired of her life. She still has dinner with him. She thought that he wouldn't bring his mistress to public places but he did. They are at a private table and she watched him slice the steak gracefully and place it in front of her. She looked at his face. So handsome and lots of women probably fell in love with him and wanted him to accompany them in bed. But why was she stuck to him?
"Menstrual syndrome?" she was startled about his sudden question. "Do you have medicine for it?" She shook her head like a shy little girl but she wasn't that shy. "You look pale. Did Moira tire you or something? Didn't you like the dresses?"
"Uhm, I don't need it all. I have my own clothes if I could get it from my friend's house."
"You don't need those."
"I am comfortable in those clothes."
"Okay, I'll handle it." He said dotingly without showing too much expression.
"But-" he sipped on his wine.
"Let's eat."
She looked pale. Maybe because of her bleeding. So, he asked for foods that are good for menstrual. Still, she looked drowsy and helpless. He took her home using his chopper so they would have a good rest. He went to his study to have a quick review of his report and call his secretary about her things from her friend's house.
He even pulled out the rectangular box that contained a gift for her. And the most beautiful gift that he was about to give on her 18th birthday was sitting in the middle of his study room covered with a red velvet fabric. Although he gave her a very memorable gift, he still searched around the other country to give her something as a post-gift.
What else would he ask for at this moment? Memories? If she remembered it all, would things be easier for both of them? Or would she still run off like she's trying to do?
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9.4
Six years ago, Breanna was shoved into a pitch-black hotel suite by her own uncle.
She was forced to endure a brutal night with a drugged stranger just to keep her grandmother's ventilator running.
Nine months later, she gave birth in a cold underground clinic.
But her uncle immediately snatched the crying newborn from her trembling hands, coldly announcing the baby had died.
For six years, Breanna lived in agonizing grief, working as a lowly hotel cleaner just to survive.
But a cruel setup threw her directly into the path of Elliot Finch, the arrogant billionaire from that dark night.
He did not recognize the woman whose life he had completely ruined.
Instead, he looked at her like she was rotting garbage, had his guards drag her into a wet alley, and mercilessly got her fired.
"If I ever see your face again, I will make sure you cannot get a job cleaning toilets."
Breanna was suffocating from the injustice, stripped of her dignity and her family's only lifeline.
Yet, when she instinctively protected a traumatized little boy from bullies, she discovered he was Elliot's son.
The boy clung to her neck, crying and desperately begging his father to let her stay.
But Elliot just threw a massive check at her chest, violently accusing her of brainwashing a sick child for a meal ticket.
Looking at the toxic disgust in his eyes, something inside Breanna finally broke.
She picked up the check, ripped the millions into tiny shreds, and let them rain down on his expensive shoes.
"Keep your dirty money."
She turned her back on the crying boy and the stunned billionaire, deciding she would no longer be their victim.
9.2
Emmett was a loyal footman at the wealthy Patterson estate, desperate to scrub the slum out of his blood.
He abandoned his family and gave his absolute devotion to the beautiful young miss, Clara.
But when the estate faced bankruptcy, Clara ruthlessly framed him for embezzlement to protect her family's wealth.
He was shoved into a police carriage in the freezing rain. Through the window, he saw Clara watching him with fake pity, looking at him like a stray dog being put down.
The judge slammed his gavel, sentencing him to a slow, agonizing death.
Because he had spent all his wages on tailored uniforms to fit in, his mother died in a cheap coffin from an untreated illness, leaving his siblings to starve.
As the thick, coarse rope crushed his windpipe, Emmett was filled with agonizing regret.
He didn't understand how the woman who smiled so sweetly could send him to the gallows without a single ounce of hesitation.
Opening his eyes again, Emmett found himself back in the servant's quarters, exactly three days before the Patterson family's downfall.
This time, he wouldn't be their loyal dog. He was going to be their executioner.
He planned to watch Clara sell herself to the savage new heir, Kearney Bernard, just to keep her luxury.
But at the welcome dinner, the terrifying new master ignored Clara completely, locked his dark, obsessive eyes on Emmett, and whispered.
"You are mine. Nobody touches you."
8.3
I never thought I could find myself sucking the dìck of a man I should call father and made him moan out so loud. I found myself going back to have him finger and pound my clit, ripping moans off my throat as day passed by. I found myself moaning to him every single day, taking all his sexual command and fantasies, being daddy's naughty girl and wishing for nothing other than his 8 inches dick buried deep into my wet clit.
I grew up invisible, the illegitimate daughter of a woman who valued status more than motherhood. While she chased elite society, I learned to survive on my own, retreating into art and quiet fantasies of being chosen by someone who would finally see my worth.
Everything changes when my mother marries Calder Rhys, a billionaire widower seeking stability, not love. Thrust into a world of wealth and rigid expectations, I moved into the Rhys mansion and met Wells, Calder's polished and charismatic son. Drawn to him despite knowing he is unavailable, I mistake attention for affection, unaware that my longing is about to pull me into something far more dangerous.
A single mistake blurs boundaries that should never be crossed.
Caught between a mother who sees me as a liability, an elite society eager to destroy me, and a man whose influence could either protect or ruin me, I must decide who I want to become.
8.9
The family of Williams are known to be strict, rigid and too controlling; they set barriers and closed edges between relations and an interloper.
A family once filled with wealth and life of riches went bankrupt after it was discovered most of its stocks were poorly managed by top board members in the enterprise.
Emily Williams, was born into this once prosperous family, her father Mr Williams Richard mentally broken since the huge financial loss had to change the family doctrines and conservative manners to accommodate an outsider, a Rich one to be precise.
Her mother Elizabeth Williams and brother John Williams, work as a day labourer to make ends meet they find it hard to gratify the whole family needs for the pressure was hard on their neck.
Since their father is unable to support the family's financial backbone he had only one idea that could take the family out of financial disgrace: His youngest child and only daughter, Emily Williams.
She was later given out as an arranged marriage after she gave up her passion to become an entrepreneur She would now become a full house wife to a son of an affluent lineage in the society where she would face different adversaries and oppositions.
She wasn't welcomed into the family of the Carter's; her mother in-law Sarah and her two daughters Hannah and Lucy saw her as proud, egoistic, narcissist, self-absorbed egomaniac, smug and insufferable.
She only got the approval of her father in-law Mr Carter James and husband Eric Carter who helped her in times of difficulty and pains due to a held promise made by James Carter and her father Richard Williams.
Read to find out if Emily would ignite her passion back when she figures she has been living a life full of lies and hatred.
9.4
Imogen lived her life as a servant in her own home, scrubbing floors for foster parents who treated her existence like a bad debt. Her only escape was a hidden sketchbook filled with architectural designs, a secret world she kept tucked away in a utility closet.
The nightmare peaked when her foster father tried to sell her to her abusive ex-boyfriend for five thousand dollars. When she refused, he drew blood with a slap and threw her into a midnight storm, threatening to burn her passport and birth certificate if she ever returned.
Drenched and terrified, she accidentally dove into a luxury sedan instead of her Uber. She fled the mysterious, cold-eyed passenger in a panic, but she left her suitcase behind—taking her clothes, her ID, and her life's work with it.
The next morning, she went to meet a "dentist" for a forced marriage arrangement, only to find the man from the car waiting for her. He claimed he was just a low-level IT guy, offering her a marriage contract to help her recover her documents and escape her family's reach.
She didn't understand why a simple coder handled her violent ex with such brutal, practiced efficiency. She didn't know why he looked at her sketches like they were worth millions, but with forty dollars in her pocket and a bruised face, she agreed to be his "business partner" wife.
The lie collapsed during a nursing shift at a VIP hospital wing. She walked into a room to find her "IT guy" standing there in a thousand-dollar suit, looking every bit the billionaire heir he’d sworn he wasn't.
"Grandma," Gael said, pulling Imogen against him as he faced the matriarch of the Fuller empire. "This isn't just the nurse. This is Imogen, my fiancée."
Trapped in his arms, Imogen realized she hadn't found a way out. She had just traded her foster family’s basement for a billionaire’s golden cage.