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EliJa
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The Disabled Billionaire Is Obsessed With Me

The Disabled Billionaire Is Obsessed With Me

"Who dares call my wife weak, useless, or good for nothing? Say it again—if you’re tired of living." Eve thought she’d hit rock bottom when her cheating fiancé betrayed her and her selfish family cast her aside. But fate had darker plans. Forced to marry a man everyone called the "crippled devil" of the notorious Winters family, Eve prepared herself for a life of misery. But life didn’t break her. It forged her into something sharper, bolder... a little crazier. And as it turns out, the so-called “crippled devil” wasn’t so helpless after all. Now, Eve has more than one powerful man at her side and nothing left to lose. Cross her, and she won’t just destroy you—she’ll do it with a smile. Because when a madwoman has dangerous men backing her, there’s only one rule: Run.
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Chapter: Chapter 94| In front of everyone
Eve I stood frozen in front of the massive building, my fingers tightening around the strap of the bag. Should I go in? Or should I just turn around and go back home, pretend this never happened? I didn’t even know when I left the house. One moment, I was in my room, and the next, I was standing here, staring at Theodore’s company like some lost soul. Okay, maybe I knew how I got here. But I didn’t understand why I agreed. I had spent the past few days locked in my room after finding out I was pregnant. Just like today, I had planned to stay put, drowning in my own thoughts. But then the elderly maid entered my room, her eyes silently pleading with me. That was the first sign something was off. And when she finally spoke, my suspicions were confirmed, she wanted me to take homemade food to Theodore. It was strange. After what happened between us, we hadn’t spoken. He hadn’t come home, and I… well, I had enough on my plate without worrying about him. But when she asked me for t
Last Updated: 2025-02-14
Chapter: Chapter 93| I’d have a taste of him first
Nathan “Mmmm” I threw my head back, a low groan slipping from my lips as she took me into her mouth. Her mouth was warm and wet, her tongue wrapping around my cock. My grip in her hair tightened, my fingers twisting through the strands as I guided her, controlling every movement. “Go deeper.” She whimpered, her hands gripping my thighs, her nails pressing into my skin as she tried to adjust to my size. But I wasn’t here to let her go at her own pace. I yanked her hair back sharply, forcing her to look up at me, her lips slick with spit. “Open your fucking mouth and take me deep.” I ordered, watching as her breath hitched before her mouth parted obediently. I shoved her back down onto me, making her choke. A wicked smirk curled at my lips as she gagged, her throat constricting around me. “Fuck, good girl,” I murmured, gripping her chin. “Now keep it open and make me cum hard.” I pushed back into her mouth, watching her eyes widen as she took me deeper. I groaned at the fee
Last Updated: 2025-02-14
Chapter: Chapter 92| Let’s put that mouth of yours to better use
Nathan I barely heard my mother’s voice over the ringing in my ears. My breath was ragged, my body trembling as I stared at the shattered vase on the floor. “Nathan, that is enough!” My mother’s voice cut through my haze of anger. “What if your father hears breaking things in your room? What are you doing?!” I saw red. My head snapped toward her, my hand already rising to strike, but then I froze. My mother. “Fuck!!” I snarled, my entire body coiled so tight I thought I might explode. I needed to hit something—anything. And then I saw the maid standing by the door, her head lowered, her presence insignificant. Without thinking, I lashed out. My palm cracked against her cheek, sending her stumbling to the floor with a painful yelp. She clutched her face, but she didn’t make a sound. She didn’t fight back. She wouldn’t dare. Because there were two kinds of people in this world. People at the top, those who held power, those who could do whatever they wanted without consequence
Last Updated: 2025-02-13
Chapter: Chapter 91| What game are you playing this time
Xander "Why wouldn't you just die? It would benefit everyone if you were not alive!" The night I was nearly murdered by that pathetic excuse of a maid, she had said the exact same thing. And now, here was my idiotic stepbrother, repeating it like a fool who didn’t know the weight of his words. Coincidence? I doubted that. Was Nathan the man I was looking for? No. Too many people wanted me dead. My stepmother and her little puppet were just two among many. But this confirmed something I had suspected for a while. Nathan had sent that maid. How utterly stupid of him. He was still glaring at me, unaware that his mouth had just signed a confession. "What?" he snapped, his voice dripping with irritation. "Do you know why I've never bothered to claim your lives?" I asked, my voice calm, almost amused. "Why I've let you live so many times when I could have easily killed you?" Nathan’s jaw clenched. Gianna narrowed her eyes. "It’s because no matter what you two have don
Last Updated: 2025-02-13
Chapter: Chapter 90| So you were the rat
Xander I stared at my father, emotionless. The news did nothing to me—it didn’t surprise me, didn’t shake me, didn’t change a damn thing. The only thing I cared about was how he had found out so quickly. He studied me for a long moment before finally speaking. “You already knew, didn't you? You knew she could fix your legs." Did I? I had no idea. I wouldn’t say I knew for certain that she could fix my legs, but I had my suspicions. The first time we met, when she helped relieve the pain in my legs, was the first clue. Then there was my personal doctor—one of the best in the world, who had looked downright fascinated when I pointed out pressure points she told me to target. It was as if he hadn’t even considered that possibility before. And then, she turned out to be the woman I was marrying, and she was a doctor. At first, I thought it was a stroke of luck, a perfect opportunity. If she could fix my legs, I could use her. That had been the plan. That was why I went to th
Last Updated: 2025-02-12
Chapter: Chapter 89| Is this about your heir?
Xander Nathan leaned back in his chair, his smile full of self-satisfaction. "So, I sealed the deal with the Jones family, father. They were difficult to deal with, but after a while, I just had to persuade them to invest in us." I looked at the scene in front of me, keeping my expression blank. Nathan and Gianna were both grinning like fools, waiting for my father’s approval like obedient dogs. My father sat in his seat, his face unreadable, as always. He gave a slow nod, it was barely an acknowledgment but that was enough for them. Nathan straightened up, puffing out his chest like a child being praised for doing something mildly competent. Gianna, ever the doting mother, placed a hand on her son's arm, her eyes practically glowing with pride. I watched, unimpressed. What a joke. This was a waste of my time. The only reason I was here was because my father had requested my presence, and he never did that unless it was something important. But now, listening to Nathan boast ab
Last Updated: 2025-02-12
I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper

I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper

The perfect wife. The perfect daughter. The perfect woman. That’s what I was told to be. My whole life, I bent over backward to make everyone happy. The wife who ignored her husband cheating with the maid? That was me. The daughter who let her controlling father and psychotic brother treat her like a puppet? Still me. But you know what? I’d had enough. So, one night, I decided to break all the rules. I was going to find the hottest stripper alive, spend one reckless night with him, and finally do something for me. No strings. No consequences. Just fun. And then I saw him. That devastatingly gorg eous man with eyes that burned like fire and a jawline carved by the gods. Sure, he was looking at me like I’d lost my mind, but hey, I was on a mission. This was going to be my one night of freedom. Except it wasn’t. Because Mr. Perfect Abs? Yeah… he wasn’t a stripper. Turns out I’d mistaken Alexander King—the notoriously cold-hearted billionaire who loathed women for a stripper. And let’s just say he wasn’t exactly amused. "I swear it was all a mistake! I didn’t mean to touch y—" "Touch? Let me clarify something—you didn’t touch me. You climbed all over me like I was some pole for hire." Great job, Chloe. Really. You’ve outdone yourself this time.
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Chapter: A Greek god
Chloe I swayed my hips, moving to the beat like a crazed woman. The music pulsed through my body, and I let myself get lost in it. I shook my body, my hair whipped around my face, my dress flowing with my movements, and for the first time in what felt like forever, I was smiling. The people around me clapped, clearly enjoying the energy I brought. I laughed as the women I'd joined on stage moved together with me like we were old friends. We danced like we owned the stage, like this was our moment, and nothing else mattered. I spun around, my arms raised high above my head. This was so fucking fun!!! But not everyone was happy. I caught the irritated expressions of a few men in the crowd, their gazes flickering over me in disdain. No doubt they would rather have someone sexier, someone who fit their fantasies, dancing on stage—a perfectly sculpted, half-naked woman. Certainly not someone like me. Like hell I care. Fuck them all. They get what they get. Greedy little cunt
Last Updated: 2025-02-14
Chapter: How much for the night, handsome?
Alexander The air reeked of alcohol, sweat, and desperation. People swayed on the dance floor like they were possessed, women grinding against men as if their lives depended on it. Voices rose over the music as they flirted shamelessly with every man. Men who craved attention, surrounded by women who wouldn’t normally even look at them if they met outside, were happy and excited at the chance of touching a beautiful woman, even if what they wanted was to suck their pockets dry. How pathetic. I leaned back in my chair, crossing my legs and closing my eyes, letting out a slow breath. What the hell was I doing here again? This place wasn’t my type of scene. The flashing lights, the chaos, the cloying perfume that hung heavy in the air. Annoying. Yet, here I was, sitting in the private section like a king presiding over a court of fools. I opened my eyes and scanned the crowd lazily. Then, out of nowhere, a woman walked toward me, her hips swaying deliberately, a glass of wine in
Last Updated: 2025-02-06
Chapter: Find a stripper to spend the night with
Chloe “I want a div—” A sharp pain exploded across my cheek before I could even finish. The force of the slap sent me sprawling to the ground, my knees scraping against the floor as I fell. My head pounded, my vision blurred, and my cheek throbbed and I tasted the metallic tang of blood on my lips. I wanted to cry, but I refused to let the tears fall. I pressed my forehead against the cold marble floor, trying to steady my breathing. “Put your head up,” a voice barked, cold and venomous. My chest tightened as I hesitated, but the command was not a suggestion. Slowly, I lifted my head, my eyes stinging as I looked up. My older brother, Richard, stood above me, his face twisted in disgust. His sharp features, so much like my own, bore down on me. “Repeat what you just said,” he ordered, his voice quiet now, but that made it even more dangerous. I swallowed hard. I had never gone against my family before. I had known what I was walking into when I came here—known the kind of pe
Last Updated: 2025-02-06
Chapter: I want a divorce
Chloe How had it come to this? How had we fallen so far? Why wasn’t anything going according to plan? I was supposed to be married to the love of my life, have children for him, be the perfect housewife. That was how I was trained, that was how I thought it was supposed to be. So, why? Why was the man I had loved for a long time doing this to me? Once, I had loved him with everything I had. Logan was my first love. My only love. We had been everything to each other as teenagers. I had been willing to sacrifice everything for him. Even when my father threatened to kill him if I didn’t leave him, I had to push him away to save his life. I still remembered the look in his eyes when I coldly rejected him, shattering both our hearts. I hated every second of it, but what choice did I have? My father would have destroyed him. And then, five years later, everything changed. Logan had returned, no longer the poor orphan boy I’d fallen for, but one of the richest men in the country
Last Updated: 2025-02-06
Chapter: Let’s make you another baby.
Chloe Shameless are many words. Shameless is your husband cheating on you with the maid. Shameless is when they grope each other like rabid animals, like you’re nothing more than a ghost haunting the walls of your own home. Shameless is the way they laugh, touch, and linger around the house without even the decency to pretend you exist. Shameless is when your family looks at you, shrugs, and says, “Deal with it.” But this... this wasn’t shamelessness. This was something far uglier, something so disgusting it made shameless seem like a compliment. This was a new level of humiliation, a new depth of degradation. “What did you just say?” I asked, my voice sharper than I intended. I wasn’t sure if it was fury or disbelief shaking me. Amelia, the woman my husband claimed he couldn’t live without, smiled like a predator toying with its prey. Her lips curved into a cruel smirk as her eyes swept over me, cold and condescending. She looked at me the way someone might look at something sti
Last Updated: 2025-02-06
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