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: Should I Kill Them?[Bianca]The more time I spent with this twisted man, the more I realized how normal Dante actually was.And that thought alone was terrifying.It was something in the way this one smiled—really smiled. Not the polite, performative grin Dante forced in pictures or social settings. This one truly enjoyed himself. From humming to a song that wasn't playing, whistling and smirking to himself as if life was one big private joke and I was the punchline. Worse of all, he was quite chatty. And in a vulgar way.At least Dante had the decency to be emotionally unavailable. Predictably cold. But this one…this one is just too hard to read.I sat stiffly in the passenger seat, trapped between his mood swings and the steadily growing dread in my gut.He asked me about society—trends, current affairs, celebrity gossip. All things I'd probably care about if I hadn't been hospitalised for a long time."I used to keep up," I muttered, arms folded tightly over his suit jacket that covered my undergarme
Last Updated: 2025-04-13
Chapter: A Slip Up[Mr. Wentworth]The elevator hummed like a dying thing, terribly dull, filling the space between us with its pathetic little song.Dante had slipped.How precious. How laughable. The bastard had spent his whole life perfecting his little illusion, pretending he was untouchable, that he didn't feel anything. But I saw it. Felt it. That moment of weakness.And over this woman, of all things?My fingers twitched. I rolled my wrist, cracking the joint once—Pop.Then again—Pop. Pop.'Hehe...' The great and prideful Dante... undone by something as feeble as this bag of flesh and bones.I turned my head slightly, watching Bianca from the corner of my eye. She hadn't spoken since I took over. Hadn't even looked at me. She was simply trembling in my arms.Hehe.I hoped she was thinking about what could have happened if Dante had abandoned her completely. If I had been in control sooner.The possibilities were endless. I would have let them defile her while I let Dante watch. 'But that fool
Last Updated: 2025-04-08
Chapter: The Switch[Dante]I took the stairs two at a time, my pulse as calm as it often was. In fact, when was the last time something had made my heart race? 'I'm not sure I recall.' Keith's apartment was in a part of town that reeked of bad decisions. Most tenants had either turned a blind eye to crime or were involved in it themselves. The fact that Keith had gotten himself tangled in drug peddling—stealing and reselling from my company, no less—only confirmed what I already knew. He was a pathetic excuse for a man. No, Keith was still just a boy in my eyes, but his father was someone worth respecting. That was the only reason I hadn't discarded the brat yet.Stealing from my company was one thing but making one mistake after the other was beginning to get on my nerves.As I rounded the final flight, a thought crossed my mind.'Did he fuck her?'The question stopped me in my tracks for half a second. No. Bianca wasn't that desperate. The only way Keith could have touched her was if he'd drugged h
Last Updated: 2025-04-03
Chapter: The Devil You Know [Pt. II][Dante]I cursed under my breath, hanging up, just when a woman's arms wrapped around me from behind."Mmhm, what's the matter, Dante?" Bella whispered in a low, sultry tone, the warmth of her body pressing onto my back. "You scared me when you suddenly got up. Did something happen?"My eyes narrowed disgustingly, suddenly hyper-aware that she was touching me. Why was she touching me?"Get your filthy hands off me," I snapped, shaking her off like she was something unpleasant that had latched onto my skin.Bella let out an exaggerated whine, but instead of backing off, she latched onto me tighter, pressing her bare chest against my back. "Oh, come on," she murmured, squeezing her arms around me. "You're always so cold, but I'm already used to your harsh words, Dante."Her tone was that of an understanding doctor, but I wasn't in the mood to continue what we were just doing. I wouldn't have bothered calling her if my sex drive hadn't gone over the top this morning—so much so that I kne
Last Updated: 2025-03-30
Chapter: The Devil You Know [Pt. I] [Bianca] I woke up in a comfy bed and yet, my joints felt somewhat stiff—that alone was a bad sign. Instinctively, I reached for my phone before freezing mid-motion. Right. That could ruin my morning before it even started. I sat up slowly, scanning the unfamiliar guest room. It was small and neat, but not the problem. The problem was that I had followed a near-stranger home, stayed the night, and somehow slept with both eyes closed—despite knowing better. I dragged a hand down my face. Bianca Campbell, you must be out of your damn mind. Keith wasn't exactly a stranger. I'd seen him around and exchanged a handful of words. An acquaintance, maybe. But that didn't make what I did any less reckless. I threw off the blanket and stretched, arching my back until I heard a satisfying crack. "Ughh..." I groaned, scratching at my scalp as I shuffled toward the bathroom. One glance in the mirror, and I nearly snorted. What a disaster. My hair was tangled, my skin dull, my eyes
Last Updated: 2025-03-29
Chapter: Paranoia [Bianca]One week. That's how long it had been since my life went from bad to worse.I always thought everyone had forgotten my existence after the years out of the spotlight, but somehow, I keep getting nothing but bad publicity.When I tried to move into a new place on the day I got into an argument with Dante, I'd gotten accepted by the landlord only for him to change his mind the next. If it was just him, I wouldn't have been bothered, but no one seemed to want to have me as a tenant—not even a handful of hotels.At first, I thought it was all just a coincidence. Maybe bad luck. Maybe something about my recent surgery made me seem like a risk. But then the rejections started coming with strange, rehearsed excuses like:'We're at full capacity'. 'Something came up with the lease'. 'There was a mistake—we can't rent to you after all.'It didn't make sense.And that was just the start.My phone buzzed with a new notification, and I winced before even looking.Ex-beauty queen Bianca C
Last Updated: 2025-03-25
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