His Plaything
"You're replaceable, but you'll be loyal to me and me alone. I don't care if other men touch your body, but only I get to fuck that tight little cunt of yours. Is that clear?"
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After being crowned the sexiest woman in North America, Bianca's world was turned upside down by a life-threatening heart condition. But everything changed when she awoke with a new heart-a gift from a mysterious stranger who wished to remain anonymous.
Bianca meets the devil-Dante Wentworth, a DID billionaire who wants nothing more than to claim the body she craves to offer. Despite her best efforts to resist his magnetic pull, Bianca can't help but feel drawn to him, and her borrowed heart seems to ache for him more with every passing moment, turning her into a slave of rootless desires.
To Dante, she's nothing but a plaything-a simple conquest. And he's bent on exploiting her obsession with him to its fullest.
But what happens when Bianca discovers that her time left is limited and that some people are just irredeemable? Will she ever uncover who her donor was to Dante? Can the depth of her affection for him strike him as more than infatuation?
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Chapter: Back To Square One[Bianca]I woke up with a groan, feeling like drums were being hammered inside my head. Despite being laid on something soft, my body felt heavy and desperately weak. Everything was sluggish—my limbs, my mind, even my ability to breathe without putting extra effort into doing so."Fuck..." I muttered, pressing my fingers against my temple as I sat up on the couch. Slowly lifting my eyes to take note of my unfamiliar surroundings, I whispered, "Where... am I?" It was just then that I recalled the memories from earlier. The meeting at the Burge, the elevator ride, Dante Wentworth and the words I had spoken to Grayson."No!" I panicked, quickly rising.My legs felt like jelly, both knees giving way until I collapsed on the cold ground. I winced, tears forming in my eyes as I tried to make sense of it all. My mind was suddenly clear. I recalled everything so vividly—even the pain emanating from the bruise on my knee. It was real.I had ruined a lifelong friendship with Grayson just bec
Last Updated: 2025-03-14
Chapter: An Inferiority Complex[Keith]"I have a session with Bella, so I need you to drive Bianca to that address."Dante barely spared me a glance as he said it, too busy cradling the half-conscious woman in his arms. His voice was as casual as ever as if he weren't passing off his latest conquest like discarded luggage.I forced a smile. "Sure, no problem."I reached to take her from him, but the moment my hands touched her body, Dante's grip tightened. His dark eyes bore into mine."I believe this should be common sense, but don't try anything with her." His voice dropped in a warning.I sighed dramatically. "Have you so little trust in me? I wouldn't take advantage of an unconscious woman." Then, with a smirk, I added, "She won't even get wet if she's not awake."The death glare that followed nearly made me regret the joke. I let out an awkward chuckle, raising my hands in surrender. "Relax, I'm just kidding."Dante's humourless stare lingered a second longer before he finally handed her over, but even then, h
Last Updated: 2025-02-28
Chapter: Fatal Obsession[Dante]"Send the person away!" I ordered."That might not be possible sir, he's still outside but claims he'll call the cops if he can't speak with a Ms Bianca Campbell."My eyes narrowed at the woman beneath me who had a slightly hopeful look in her eyes. "Who exactly is out there?" I asked casually.She furrowed her brows as if it took effort to piece the thought together. "Gray. He's here to save me," she giggled, kicking her legs against the mattress in what I assumed was excitement.She was still out of it. I wasn't sure if constant use of that drug would turn her into a retard over time but I could only wait and find out. Either way, she would be easier to control when her brain and mind were a bit slower. A dog who tried to be sharper than its owner would only cause discord—not like she could be sharper than I even while she was fully sane.It was a bit ironic, how low this woman I worshipped had fallen. But it wasn't low enough—far from it. I leaned in, brushing my lips alo
Last Updated: 2025-02-22
Chapter: What I Can’t Have, I’d Rather Ruin[Dante]I looked down at the woman, sprawled unconscious at the edge of the bed—my bed. Her chest rose and fell with shallow breaths. Her shirt had lost most of its buttons so her red, lace bra was exposed. I wondered what face she'd be making when she regained her senses and the effects of the drug wore off.I unbuttoned my suit jacket without taking my eyes off her, sliding it off my shoulders before tossing it carelessly onto the armchair in the corner. My inner shirt followed suit. The cool air brushed over my skin as I turned toward the bathroom, locking the door behind me with a soft click.From the pocket of my trousers, I retrieved her panties. Bianca's red lace, delicate and damp, was a treasure I hadn't planned to stumble upon tonight. The moment I held it up, the scent of her arousal hit me like a drug—overwhelming and utterly intoxicating."Dirty little liar," I muttered, my voice low and condescending. She always played the innocent card so well, but this... this was a de
Last Updated: 2025-02-18
Chapter: Dramatic [Grayson]I sat in my car, staring at the polished glass exterior of The Burge. Something in the name alone didn't sit right with me. Bianca had been acting strangely. From the second we were reunited until her temper tantrum at the hospital. I knew her all too well to know when she was trying to shoulder problems all alone—enough to know when she was in trouble.I'd followed her taxi here, telling myself it wasn't stalking—it was concern, undeniably so.Concern. Right. That's what I called this restless feeling in my stomach. The last time she said she had 'things to handle,' I got a call that she was in the hospital and suffered from a freaking heart attack! That was five years ago. Till today, she never told me what exactly she 'had to handle.'I didn't want to seem like a creep, but Bianca was my dear friend and the type of person who couldn't make any new friends. I guess maybe anyone who didn't know her for as long would think she was just a stuck-up little brat. But she'd face
Last Updated: 2025-02-16
Chapter: Three Minutes [Dante]"Careful, Bianca... you don't know what you're inviting."I forced her back against the elevator wall, feeling the heat radiating from her as she arched as though our bodies belonged together. It was cute. Not hot, just cute. Her hands grasped my tie, pulling me closer, and I couldn't suppress a low growl. Now that was hot...I got hard at the thought of being inside her once more— to bury myself deep, deep enough to make her feel it in her stomach, deep enough that her walls would be clenching for dear life. 'Fuck...' I cursed under my breath as she yanked me down, demanding more. My fingers worked to undo unhook her bra, peeling it away alongside her shirt.Her breasts came free—perfectly shaped, with a delicate blush at the centre that seemed almost made to taunt me. They were full yet perfectly fitting her frame, drawing me in, silently begging my lips to consume them.I cupped them firmly, kneading and moulding them as I ground my bulge against her, our bodies aligning. M
Last Updated: 2025-02-15
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