Before the wedding,Serena Williams caught her fiance with his mistress who is also her best friend. Angrily she called of the wedding and in a bid for revenge she ended up in her ex’s bed . Ben Blackwood is the CEO of the Blackwood Group . He is not only the richest man in the city but also very powerful and the most eligible bachelor. Rumors had it that he is ruthless and cold hearted. Her chest tightened. “He ruined me. Now, I want to return the favor.” Silence stretched between them. Then, suddenly, Ben tilted her chin up with two fingers, forcing her to meet his gaze. “You’re playing a dangerous game, Serena,” he murmured. “But lucky for you… I love danger.” Before she could react, he closed the distance, capturing her lips in a slow, searing kiss. It was nothing like Jake’s touch Ben was in complete control, every movement deliberate, calculated. He tasted of whiskey and power, of promises wrapped in sin. He kissed like a starving wolf ,cruel and teasing ,savoring her surrender before the kill . He was dangerous,but she couldn’t resist . She held on to him tightly, her legs brushing against his side ,a breathing moan escaped her lips . His hands trails up her body ,pushing under her shirt to cup her soft round breast . His teasing touch made shudder as she let out a trembling plea “ is this good enough Mr Blackwood?” “Got to say you’re pretty good”he smirked.
View MoreBen's hand tightened around the phone as he read the message again, the warmth from Serena’s texts evaporating in an instant. His jaw clenched, the calm and softness he’d felt just moments ago buried beneath a flood of dread and anger.The voice message had come from a private line. One that no one outside the circle knew existed. The voice—low, sharp, heavily accented—was unmistakable. The Elder. Or worse, one of his lieutenants, speaking on his behalf.Ben swallowed hard, forcing himself to stay composed as he replayed the message in his mind."When will you start with our plans? You’re married to her, so what’s holding you, huh? I... I am sorry for the delay but everything is under control. You better set the plan rolling. THE ELDER won’t tolerate anything and would gladly remove everything that stands in his way."He stood, pacing the length of his office, fists clenching and unclenching as he wrestled with the sudden collision of two worlds—one that had brought him unexpected war
Serena woke with a jolt, her eyes snapping open, heart pounding wildly in her chest.For a moment, she wasn’t entirely sure where she was—the softness of the bed beneath her, the lingering warmth of another presence, the faint scent of cedarwood and something darker, masculine, still hanging in the air. Then it hit her.Ben’s room.She bolted upright, eyes wide as she took in her surroundings. The tall windows framed by cream-colored curtains, the sleek modern art on the walls, the impossibly clean desk in the corner—every detail was so unmistakably him. Her breath caught.She’d spent the night in Ben Blackwood’s bed.And not in the way anyone would assume. No passion, no champagne-fueled haze, no whispered midnight confessions. Just… care. Intimacy of a different kind. A kind she had never dared to offer or receive before. Her eyes dropped to the bed—his side empty, the sheets slightly rumpled. Still warm.Panic skittered across her chest like cold fingers.God, what if someone saw?
The sound of the rain had faded into a soft drizzle by the time the housekeeper knocked again, her voice laced with real worry this time.“Madam,” she said, wringing her hands, “please come. Mr. Ben… it’s not just stress. He’s burning up. I’m scared.”Serena had been curled up in the sunroom with her laptop, trying to refocus her thoughts after Jake’s chaotic storm of messages. She had dismissed the housekeeper earlier, brushing it off with a wave of her manicured hand.“Ben? Sick? That man doesn’t do sick,” she had said with a faint scoff. “He probably just needs a break from the stock market and his army of assistants.”But now, something in the housekeeper’s voice struck her.She stood abruptly. “Where is he?”“In his room. He hasn’t moved all day.”Serena didn’t hesitate this time. She made her way down the hallway—her heels clicking against the polished wood floors—toward the room she had never stepped into, despite being married to him. The door was slightly ajar. She pushed it
Serena sat on the edge of their grand bed, the silk sheets crumpled beneath her fingers, the glow of the city lights casting shadows across the marble floor. She had been lost in thought, trying to finish the last lines of an email when her phone buzzed on the nightstand.She didn’t recognize the number immediately. But when she opened the message, she froze.Hi Serena. It’s Jake.I know, so I’ll go straight to the point.I’m sorry for cheating on you, Serena. Please take me back. Please. I will literally do anything for you.So what happens to Stacy, huh? I’ll leave her for you. I never loved her. She manipulated me.Serena stared at the screen for a long moment, her lips parting slightly in disbelief. Jake. Of all the people.It had been nearly two years since their relationship imploded. The betrayal still echoed in her mind, not because she still loved him—but because it had shattered her ability to trust. And now, here he was, crawling back like nothing had changed.Before she co
Ben straightened his tie, the smirk slowly fading into something more unreadable as his assistant, Michael, stepped into the office, a curious look etched across his face. Michael was used to Ben’s many moods, his ruthless strategies, and his cold indifference—but today, there was something different. Something darker."I just saw Miss Stacy on her way out," Michael said, shutting the door behind him. "She didn’t look happy at all."Ben let out a low, humorless chuckle, walking over to the floor-to-ceiling window that overlooked the city. “Leave her. I’ll deal with her properly soon.”Michael arched a brow, folding his arms. “Deal with her? That sounds personal.”Ben’s fingers tightened into a fist for a brief moment before relaxing again. He didn’t turn around. “She dared to take what belongs to my wife,” he said, his voice calm, but laced with venom. “So I just showed her what I’m made of.”That caught Michael off guard. He stepped closer, studying Ben’s profile carefully. “Your wif
Ben’s fingers moved with an agonizing slowness, teasing Stacy to the very edge of control, but never giving her what she truly craved. His touch was fire against her skin, his breath a cruel whisper of heat against her neck. She arched against him, letting out a frustrated sigh as he trailed his fingertips down her arms, barely touching but igniting every nerve in her body.“Patience, sweetheart,” he murmured, his voice laced with dark amusement.Stacy gritted her teeth, her nails digging into the desk beneath her. “Ben…”“Hmm?” His tone was infuriatingly composed, as if he wasn’t the one who had her trembling, as if he wasn’t enjoying the power he held over her.She tilted her head, trying to regain control, but Ben was quicker—his hand slipping beneath her chin, forcing her to look at him. His eyes were dark, unreadable.“You want me to give in, don’t you?” he murmured.Stacy swallowed hard, refusing to answer.Ben chuckled. “I can feel it, you know. The way your body reacts to me.
Ben chuckled, his breath hot against Stacy’s ear as he wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her even closer. His grip was firm but teasing, his fingers grazing over the fabric of her dress in a way that sent a shiver down her spine."You think I haven't seen a body as soft as yours?" he murmured, his lips barely brushing against the sensitive skin of her neck. "Maybe. But I bet none have ever felt quite like this."Stacy swallowed hard, her body arching slightly into him as his hands roamed over her curves, slow and deliberate. The way he held her, the way he toyed with her anticipation, made her pulse race."You like playing games, don’t you?" she whispered, tilting her head to the side to give him more access.Ben smirked, his fingers trailing along the edge of her dress before sliding just beneath the silky material. "Maybe," he admitted, his voice thick with amusement. "But only when I know I'm going to win."Before she could respond, he turned her around in a fluid motion, pr
Ben’s eyes flickered downward for the briefest second—so fast that if she hadn’t been watching him like a hawk, she wouldn’t have noticed.Gotcha.She let out a soft, sultry sigh. “You know, Mr. Blackwood… I’ve always admired powerful men like you.”Ben chuckled. “Is that so?”Stacy tilted her head, her eyes locked onto his. “Mm-hmm. Men who take what they want. Who aren’t afraid to be ruthless.”Ben exhaled, rubbing his temple with his thumb and forefinger before meeting her gaze head-on. “Let’s cut the act, shall we?”Stacy’s smile didn’t falter. So he wants to play tough? Fine.“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” she said, feigning innocence.Ben leaned forward, resting his forearms on his desk. “You think I don’t know exactly what you’re doing?”Stacy widened her eyes, her lips parting slightly. “Oh? And what exactly am I doing?”Ben smirked, his gaze roaming over her slowly before locking onto her eyes. “You came here thinking you could seduce me, didn’t you?”She let out
Stacy stood frozen behind the half-open door, her breath shallow as she listened to Jake’s words through the crack. Her grip tightened on the glass of wine in her hand, her knuckles turning white."If I can’t have Serena, nobody can.""Does she know your secret?""What do you think she would do when she finds out?"Jake’s voice was filled with desperation and bitterness, but Stacy could hear something else beneath it—obsession.She clenched her jaw as she slowly stepped back, making sure not to make a sound. She had heard enough.Jake wanted Serena back.Jake, the man she had fought for, sacrificed for, betrayed her best friend for, was now plotting to throw her away like she was nothing.She stormed down the hallway of the penthouse they shared, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. Anger burned in her chest as she grabbed her phone and flopped onto the plush couch.She scrolled through old photos of her and Jake—laughing, kissing, living in a world she thought was her
“Jake do you love me or Serena “the woman asked her voice teasing . Jake laughed ,”you’re no way compared to Serena . You’re way above her league. She is just a stupid ,clingy ,cheap girl . You’re way above her in looks ,knowledge and ofcourse in SEX he said kissing her.The whole engagement thing is just a big lie to string her along nothing more “. Today is Serena Williams fiance Jake Blackwood’s birthday and Serena has prepared a wonderful gift for him . She didn’t want to call him as she wanted it to be a beautiful surprise. She has imagined the surprise look on his face when he sees her. Serena anxiously approaches Jake’s room . As she reached the door to the room and was about to knock she heard soft moans from the inside. Through the small hole on the door she saw Jake sitting on the bed holding another woman in his arms passionately. Serena froze at what she heard . The man she has dedicated 6years of her life just betrayed her in the most horrific way imaginable....
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