[WARNING: THIS BOOK IS EXTREMELY DARK. It CONTAINS SEVERE VIOLENCE, INCLUDING RAPE. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!] Scarlet is a dazzling diamond with a beauty that captivates everyone who dares to look. Her fiancée adores her. He showers her with affection as if each word and gesture were a prayer to keep her radiant smile shining. Her brother is fiercely protective, like a guardian wolf ready to face any challenge to keep her safe from life’s harsh realities. Scarlet’s life seems perfect—more than just wealth, she is an intellectual powerhouse, a medical doctor whose brilliance matches her beauty. But then, everything changes when he sweeps into her life like a storm, uprooting all she cherishes and throwing her into a world of utter chaos. ***** "Why are you torturing me?" Scarlet asked brokenly. “I’m simply avenging my rights, the same way they were taken from me.” His voice was sharp and menacing. “But I don’t know you. How could I have hurt you? Please let me go. Take revenge on those who wronged you. It’s not my fault, I beg you,” she pleaded. Dane's gaze darkened and he gnashed his teeth. He abruptly gripped her jaw, pushed her down on the bed roughly and muffling her screams with his hands. “I will!” He paused before adding, “Do you know who I am, Miss Wovers?” “D-Dane Creighton!” Scarlet shuddered. “Hm!” Dane nodded, his expression growing more hostile. “Do you know whose son I am?” “No,” she whispered. That answer seemed to have spiked his anger again as his grip on her jaw tightened. He leaned in even more, his weight pressing down on her. “The son of Violet Creighton!”
View More~Dane Creighton's Mansion~Mrs. Creighton sat elegantly on the velvet chaise lounge, her slender fingers delicately turning the pages of a leather-bound book.The lenses of her tortoiseshell reading glasses reflected the plush living room bathed in a warm glow as she lost herself in the story's world.The tranquil atmosphere was suddenly shattered by the sound of muffled sobs approaching.Mrs. Creighton peered over her glasses just as a young maid burst through the door, her uniform clinging to her trembling frame.Tears streamed down the girl's flushed cheeks as she hiccuped between ragged breaths."Clara, dear, what's the matter?" Mrs. Creighton set her book aside, maternal concern etching her brow.The maid, Clara, could barely form a coherent sentence through her hysterics. "M-Madam...the young master...he..." She dissolved into a fresh wave of sobs.Mrs. Creighton's expression hardened as realization dawned. This wasn't the first time her son had terrorized the staff.She rose gra
Scarlet's eyes fluttered open as the first rays of dawn peeked through her window.She let out a big yawn and stretched her arms over her head, squinting at the clock across the room. It was seven o'clock - an early start to another bustling day at the hospital where she worked as a doctor.Her fingers rubbed at the sleep in her eyes before she pushed back the plush duvet and rose from her bed with a languid stretch.After luxuriating under the steamy cascade of water, letting it unknot the knots of stress in her shoulders, she stepped out and toweled off.She got dressed for work and stepped out into the hallway. Her older brother Michael's room was right across from hers.Scarlet stopped outside his door, wondering if he was home and awake as well before rapping lightly on the polished wood surface with her knuckles."Come in!" came his muffled reply from within.A soft smile graced Scarlet's lips as she nudged the door open and stepped inside the very masculine yet luxurious bedroo
Joey was adorned in a red bondage bikini with a garter belt that barely concealed her curves as she perched provocatively on the edge of the plush bed.Her makeup was a work of art, with smoky eyes and audacious matte red lipstick that demanded attention.Her hair was artfully tousled into an updo that exuded a sense of wild abandon.Draped around her neck was an extravagantly expensive choker necklace, adding an air of luxury to her ensemble.Her feet were accentuated with black stilettos, their red soles hinting at a daring persona.As Dane entered the room, Joey rose from her seated position.Her eyes glinted with desire yet held a trace of apprehension as they roamed over his well-defined chest muscles.A surge of fear prickled through her when she met his gaze that brewed with a stormy sea of anger and malice.Her breath hitched in anticipation as Dane prowled towards her, his lips curling into an ominous smirk."Sir—" Joey's voice wavered, breaking off into a gasp when Dane unex
Dane lingered by the window, his gaze lost in the cityscape below like a silent predator surveying his territory.His eyes held an icy detachment when he finally turned away from the view, making his way toward the exit of his corporate fortress.His guards stood alert before the door, their bodies tensed at his approach. Even after years of service and familiarity, they could never shake off the aura of intimidation that clung to Dane like a second skin."Report!" he commanded, his voice cold and unyielding as winter frost.He didn't need to ask; it was merely a formality."We have him, sir," came the steady reply from Chris, his right-hand man.Dane acknowledged with a curt nod before sweeping past them without another word.His face was an unreadable mask as he stepped into the elevator with an air of impending doom hanging heavily around him.The doors closed behind him and he descended into the bowels of his empire accompanied by a select few of his loyal soldiers.Outside, Chris
A heavy sense of unease surrounded a sleek black car, followed closely by two similar vehicles until they stopped in front of the grand gates of a tall skyscraper.Big men in sharp black suits got out of the other cars and lined up behind the lead vehicle like soldiers.The driver rushed to open the back door for the man inside.First, a pair of long legs stepped out, wearing shoes so shiny they reflected the city around them. Then, a tall man emerged, dressed in a suit that looked like it was made from gold threadsHis hair was jet black and perfectly styled, though a few rebellious strands fell across his forehead.His eyes were a steely gray, sharp and intense, with brows that arched dramatically against his skin.He smoothed out his suit as he walked towards the building entrance.A slight smirk appeared on his lips—hardly noticeable but definitely there."Good morning, sir!" His employees greeted him in unison, bowing their heads respectfully.Some of them were barely able to sta
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