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 5
He went to their bedroom and found her lying sideways hugging a pillow, all of the duvet was wrapped around her. He wondered why she was cold when it felt so hot inside the room. He reached his hand to her forehead. Her temperature was high, she was burning. She's sweating a little and her whole face is flushed. So, he rang the maids to bring medicine.
Is it too bad that she has to catch a fever by simply going to the shop?
He tried to wake her up but it's no use so he smashed the medicine, put it on the water, held it inside his mouth and pushed his mouth to hers so she would drink it. She slightly opened her eyes and coughed a little. He wiped her lips and gave her water. She drank a little and she's still lightheaded.
"My poor girl." He uttered and kissed her forehead.
He asked for a container of water and ointment. He removed all of her clothes except her sexy panties. He wiped her whole body and massaged her head with the ointment and her face. He learned this acupuncture from her. He always had migraines that he endured those times, lack of sleep. During their break time, she would make him lay down on her lap and massage his face and head.
He gently kisses her middle chest and puts her into his shirt which would be more comfortable for her. She's just a simple girl. Once was a princess of a family and belonged to an elite society. And now, he's willing to give it all to her. Things that she really deserves.
He watched her sleep, and turned on the fan in a low whirl and hugged her as he covered the comforter to her. Suddenly his phone rang and he hesitated to answer it. But he reached it and he immediately went to the balcony to answer it.
"Yes?"
"I had sent an email to you. Your encrypted email. I am still investigating the major incident in their family."
"Thank you." He hung up and checked the email.
It makes him frown more. Suddenly his head feels like it's going to break. He hears a tick from his head and the migraine starts killing him. He reached the drawer and drank his medicine. He put his phone on the drawer and lay down beside her. She pushed the covers and rolled toward him.
Since he was also feeling sick, he reached her and let her pillow on his chest and cover the comforter as he gently wiped her sweat.
Odd feeling that she felt lighter than last night. She partially saw him kissing her and tasted the medicine. She looked at the body that she's pillowing. A good body is built. Look strong and hard but have smooth skin. She gently glanced up at him. His arms were around her and he looked so handsome while sleeping peacefully.
She wanted to turn back and move away but she just couldn't. She felt stuck beside him. She just pillowed on his chest and if he would allow her that way all day, she wouldn't complain. It feels like she's familiar with it. She's also wearing his shirt and it's very much more comfortable than those slutty negligee.
What woke him up was the ringing of the phone and the vibration of the phone on the drawer. She immediately moved away from her and he sat up rubbing his eyes gently, pulling out the phone from the drawer.
"Yes? Hmm, cancel my schedule for this morning. I'll be there later." He hung up and she felt his embrace from behind and he kissed her shoulder. "I'll check your temperature."
She gasped when he inserted his hand under her shirt and scooped her breasts and then reached her neck and then her underarm.
"Good. Next week, let's get ready for our honeymoon. I want some babies."
"What?" She frowned at him.
"You heard me. Don't you want some?"
"I am just your mistress-I don't want~~"
"Yes, you are. And you aren't just my mistress, Keira." His one and only mistress.
She tilted her head, puzzled by his words but he pointed his forefinger to her nose and she just shut up and leaned to him.
Breakfast in bed. She was baffled because he has to cancel his schedule for this morning. It's already past 9 and they are eating porridge and other healthy foods. He even fed her. Was all of his mistresses served this way by him? She never thought that he had this sweet side of him. She took a warm bath and he interrupted. She was sick last night but he didn't care about it.
She felt his hardness but he didn't make a move and force himself inside her. Instead, he pleasured her with his fingers. Under the warm water, she was shuddering in pleasure and came naturally, his mouth on hers. She was flushed and felt shy but he didn't care at all. All he cared about was sex.
"I'll be leaving for work now." He sucked her supple lips and stood up and was about to leave half aroused.
He doesn't want to do it with a sick poor girl. Somehow, he has to control himself over her. It's been a very long time since he had touched her. However, he's too lucky to even take advantage of his poor sweetheart.
"Wait, I didn't know your name yet."
A naughty smile draws across his face. He strode toward her to get back to the tub, pulled her to his arms and made her sit on his hard on. She gasped. It still surprises her how hard he is.
They make love in the bathtub, making her say his name and he succeeds. It just made his day even more special.
After their love-making in the bathtub, Alessandro called it a day. She still needed to have her beauty rest.
He picked her up, dried her, wrapped her on the robe and put her down on the sofa inside the wide bathroom. She looked so drained because of his sudden attack. She looked pleased with what he did. She wasn't just a mistress or other woman. But his mistress and the woman of his heart. He kisses her forehead and gives her a glass of water.
"You are still bleeding, so you take a rest." He said softly.
She dressed up and dried her hair. She had fallen asleep quickly the moment she lay on the bed.
Alessandro pulled out a ring from his drawer and looked down at her. Should he tell her what she signed? She seemed to forget about it. He wondered why she kept forgetting things. Maybe she was too tired that night.
That night, he pointed to her on what to sign without reading it. Why didn't she realize it? He gently kissed her forehead. He's worried that her amnesia would also affect her present life. There are possibilities too.
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But when secrets are revealed and betrayal strikes at their hearts, Julian and Elara must navigate a journey of redemption and healing. Can a love born from deception survive the truth? Or will the chains of his empire prove too strong to break?
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.