Can my life get any worse than it already has? I have a stepfather who cares about nothing but turning me into his source of money and pleasure, and a mother who doesn't give a damn whether I live or die. I thought this was the end, but no—fate decided to gamble with me last Christmas. It all started after a failed birthday celebration, which was followed by my stepdad trying to sell me out to the highest bidder. Escaping such a tragic event landed me in the arms of a ruthless billionaire boss, Maximum. I thought it couldn't get worse than this until I finally discovered that my biological dad is back. And his archenemy is the man I am in love with.
View MoreLANAWhen I heard him say those words, shock and confusion washed over me. I knew my mom too well; if she found out I was the reason Bernardo had died, she'd do something reckless that I'd regret for the rest of my life."I’m begging you, please don’t kill him," I pleaded, anxiety lacing my voice.He grabbed my arms, slamming me against the wall, then leaned in and captured my lips with a fierce, possessive kiss. It was deep and overwhelming, leaving my head spinning and a sting on my lips when he finally pulled away."Don’t ever mention another man's name with your lips," he warned, his tone stern.I stared at him, momentarily dazed. When I finally regained my composure, he commanded, "Return home with me."I nodded, obediently allowing him to take my hand and lead me out of the apartment. My heart raced as I scanned the area for any sign of Bernardo."My men took him away," Maximum reassured me. "They won’t kill him, I promise."I nodded, but unease settled in my chest as we got int
LANAI pulled my gaze away from the apartment and turned to my stepfather. "What happened to Old White?""Her funeral was a few weeks ago," Bernardo replied.A wave of sorrow washed over me at his words. I stood there, lost in memories of all she had done for me. She had always offered me food when I was hungry and even volunteered to enroll me in school, though my mother had strongly opposed it. I recalled the thoughtful gifts she had given me on my birthdays.But now she was gone. Tears began to roll down my cheeks before I even realized it.I turned to Bernardo, wiping my tears, and said, "Take me to her grave."He looked at me, disbelief etched on his face. It seemed he hadn’t expected me to abandon our original purpose for this. "Lana, she’s gone. There’s nothing you can do about it. We can visit her another time; we have serious business to attend to."I shot back, "Are you taking me there or not?"His response caught in his throat, and he stared at me, a mix of emotions playing
LANAMy heart raced, and my face went pale. The hand gripping my phone trembled as fear coursed through me, my lips quivering."What have I ever done to you?" I asked, a dull ache settling in my chest. I knew my stepdad too well; he was likely serious about his threat.He sneered coldly. "Just return home, and everything will be fine."He hung up, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I lay on the bed, unable to sleep the entire night, consumed by worry that Bernardo might reveal my past to Maximum.I had no idea when I finally drifted off, but when I opened my eyes, I found Maximum hovering over me, his palm gently brushing the sweat from my forehead.I instinctively moved closer and hugged him tightly. "I missed you so much," I murmured, squeezing him even harder.He patted my back soothingly, silent yet comforting. My tense nerves began to relax, and he pressed a soft kiss on my face, holding me close."Promise me you won't leave me," I pleaded, gazing deeply into his eyes.He smiled,
LANAWhen I heard Bernardo's familiar voice through the phone's speaker, my chest tightened."What does it matter to me if she dies or lives?" I shot back, uneasy.Bernardo sneered from the other end. "You're living happily and have forgotten about us, but let me remind you, Lana: if your mother dies, I'll make sure the world knows how cruel you are. We can't pay for hospital bills, y..."I hung up the call abruptly as the door creaked open. I quickly switched off my phone and turned to see Maximum walking in.He had stopped wearing his mask at home.I could see every expression on his face: the raising of his eyebrows, the subtle movements of his lips."Are you alright?" he asked, concern etched in his voice.I shook my head and nodded at the same time, a mix of emotions swirling inside me. The corners of his lips twitched slightly.I stepped down from the bed, walked up to him, and wrapped my arms around his neck, my legs circling his waist.He squeezed my waist in response."Make l
LANAHe pinned my arms above my head and locked his gaze with mine. With a devilish smirk, he parted my legs with his hand and sniffed me."You smell so good," he said, leaning forward to kiss my neck. I couldn't lie still; I tried to move, but he warned me, "Don't move."My chest heaved with longing in my eyes.He nibbled on my neck and took his time exploring my body. As he fondled my breasts and teased my nipples, he lowered his hand and began to undress me. I was so aroused that I could hardly stay still.I grabbed him and pulled him down, hugging him tightly and refusing to let go."Please, I need you," I pleaded.Hearing this, he held my waist as I unbuttoned his white shirt and took it off. My fingers traced his well-defined chest and muscular abs."You’re so hot," I complimented shamelessly.He groaned in response, and I could feel his excitement building. I realized that sweet words drove him wild.I took off his briefs and grasped him, feeling his hardness in my hand. "You l
LANAI was terrified, knowing that Pedro was a brutal and ruthless man. If he bought me, my life would be in grave danger.Suddenly, another voice rang out, "Twenty-five million dollars!"More bids followed, each one making my anxiety spiral. Pedro was outbidding everyone, and my panic grew. Then, a calm voice cut through the chaos, "One hundred million dollars."My racing heart suddenly steadied, leaving me confused. The voice sounded familiar, but I couldn’t place it. Just as I was trying to figure it out, the auctioneer declared, "The winner of the bid is M."As my cage was lifted away, a wave of weakness washed over me, and before I could process what was happening, I blacked out.When I finally opened my eyes, I found myself sleeping on a bed that felt incredibly comfortable. The bedding was all white, and my head on the pillow had given me a wonderful dream.As I continued to enjoy the feeling of having a peaceful sleep, I suddenly remembered that I had been sold to someone. Pan
LANAI looked around the room, searching for my handbag so I could make a call, but I couldn’t find it. Frustrated, I leaned against the wall and sat down, lost in deep thought.The creaking sound of the door caught my attention, and I got to my feet. My legs shook, and I struggled to maintain my balance.Before I could steady myself, Bernardo walked into the cell room, wearing a smile that wasn’t really a smile.“Hey, Lana! Why are your legs trembling so much? Are you having an orgasm while thinking about me?” he asked with a smirk.I felt a wave of disgust churn in my stomach at his crude comment. I took a deep breath, trying to keep my composure as I stared at him.“What do you want?” I asked coldly. He looked at me and laughed, a chilling sound.He slipped a hand into one of his pockets and then looked at me silently for a moment before sneering. “Lana, you didn’t realize where you are and the situation you’re in. Let me tell you: you are now a slave—a complete slave without right
LANAWhen I saw his face, I was rendered speechless. My eyes widened in disbelief as I blinked twice, wondering if what I was seeing was real.His lips curled into a smirk, and he chuckled before asking, "Why are you speechless?"The corners of my mouth twitched. It was only natural to be at a loss for words when my expectations had been completely shattered. Why on earth did a man have such a stunningly beautiful face?Clearing my throat, I finally managed to say, "You’re really pretty."He sighed ruefully and pulled a mask over his face. I was left searching for words. Was he embarrassed by his looks?"That’s why I always wear a mask," he explained, standing up. "Men always hit on me."He turned and walked toward the door, and I tensed, worried I’d upset him. "Are you mad at me?"He paused and glanced back, shaking his head. "No, I’m not. Goodnight."Then he opened the door and left. Once he was gone, I made my way to the kitchen, realizing just how hungry I was. I devoured a big pl
LANAI opened my eyes and craned my neck to see Maximum standing behind me. His arm was wrapped around my waist, and surprisingly, I felt no discomfort in his embrace."Maximum, you're holding my woman," Pedro said, his voice icy, his eyes blazing with fury.I felt Maximum lean in and nibble my neck, a sensation that sent shivers down my spine. I leaned into him, craving more of that warmth."She doesn’t seem to agree with you," Maximum replied, pausing his playful teasing.Pedro clenched his fists and lowered his gun, narrowing his eyes as he warned, "Why protect a whore? She’s up for sale. Is it wise to make an enemy…?"Maximum cut him off coldly, "One more word, and your corpse won’t make it to New York."I was taken aback by the power behind his words; Pedro stood there, seething but silent. I glanced at Maximum, intrigued by the strength that could silence a mafia boss. He simply smiled and said, "Darling, let’s go home."My cheeks flushed at his endearing words. He often seemed
LANACan my life get any more miserable? I stared at the cake that Granny Hart, my kind neighbor, had given me. I didn’t know how long I’d been sitting on the floor, lost in thought. She had taken pity on me, having witnessed countless birthdays go by without a single song or celebration. Damn it!Is my life really this messed up? Once again, my mom had deceived me, promising she would be home early to wish me a happy birthday. But here I was, all alone on what was supposed to be a special day—the day I turned eighteen. As I wallowed in my disappointment, the front door creaked open, the bell jingling softly. When I saw who it was, a wave of anger surged through me. My stepfather stood in the doorway, and he was no better than my mother. “Honey,” he called out, his smile unsettling. Hearing him say that made my heart race. He had never used that tone with me before. He was always strict and unreasonable, even resorting to violence. Just a few days ago, he had beaten up a boy fro...
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