"What does she have that I don't possess?" Arla questioned sarcastically. "As far as I know, I'm better in bed than her. Do you want to find out?" "Don't test my patience," Liam warned, his voice firm and unyielding. Unfazed, Arla continued her seductive advances, pulling off the first layer of her nightwear as she walked towards him. "Don't you want me?" she asked, her voice dripping with temptation. "Say you want me." Liam, unable to resist her allure, pulled her onto the bed and laid on top of her. "Touch me," she purred "I'm all yours." Arla, the notoriously rebellious youngest daughter of the famous billionaire Williams, was born into a complex family dynamic. With four daughters from different mothers, the Williams household was no stranger to drama and tension. After causing yet another scandal, Arla's father had had enough and decided to marry her off to Liam, a ruthless mafia leader. Unbeknownst to Arla, Liam's world was filled with numerous mistresses, each vying for his attention and favor. However, Liam's heart truly belonged to only one woman: Vivian, his childhood love. Amidst the chaos and passion that swirled within the mansion, Arla found herself under the watchful eye of Liam's cunning and ruthless stepmother, who controlled and manipulated the mistresses with an iron fist. Unwilling to be tamed, Arla's arrival in the mansion would shake the foundations of Liam's dynasty. As she navigated the tangled web of secrets, deceit, and desire, Arla refused to bow to the will of those who sought to control her. With her fierce spirit and unyielding determination, she would leave an indelible mark on the hearts and lives of those who dared cross her path.
View MoreHenry glared at Mia, his voice dripping with disdain. "I have no use for you. You're useless to me very useless. Why don't you die with your father?"Mia screamed, her eyes filled with anguish. "Haven't you done enough? What did we do to deserve this? Leave us alone!"In a split second, Henry cocked the gun, his finger hovering over the trigger. Realizing his intention, Jason leapt in front of Mia, shielding her from the imminent danger. The gunshot rang out, and the bullet grazed Jason's arm, eliciting a pained grunt.Henry chuckled, his cold laughter echoing through the hall. "Good, you can have her. I don't care about that bitch." With those words, he gripped Arla's arm tightly and dragged her towards the waiting car before speeding away.Liam, his heart pounding with fear and desperation, knew he couldn't risk following them. Henry was an unpredictable and volatile man who wouldn't hesitate to harm Arla. The realization of his own feelings for Arla hit him like a tidal wave, and
The morning sunlight filtered through the lush greenery of the garden as Donna was wheeled out of her room by her maids. Seeking solace in the serene environment, she instructed them to leave her alone, relishing the temporary peace that nature provided. Just as she began to relax, the sound of clapping interrupted her reverie, and she turned to find Vivian standing before her, an unreadable expression on her face."It's nice of you to grace us with your presence," Donna remarked sarcastically, leaning back in her wheelchair and adjusting the blanket on her lap. "Aren't you tired of being Liam's shadow?"Vivian chuckled, her eyes fixed on Donna with a steely gaze. "Aren't you tired of acting?"Donna's brow furrowed in confusion, her body tensing up at Vivian's words. "What do you mean, 'acting'?"In a sudden, swift motion, Vivian pulled Donna off the wheelchair, causing her to shriek as she fell to the ground. Vivian glared down at her, her voice filled with accusation. "I know you ca
Liam growled, his voice rough with passion. He captured her lips in a fierce kiss, his tongue demanding entrance. Arla opened to him willingly, their tongues tangling in a dance of desire. His hands roamed over her body, tracing the curves of her hips and the softness of her thighs through the thin fabric of her nightgown.Arla moaned into his mouth, her hands threading through his hair, pulling him closer. She arched her back, pressing her breasts against his chest, inviting him to explore her further. Liam's hands found the hem of her nightgown and with a swift motion, he pulled it over her head, leaving her completely bare before him.Her body was a vision of perfection. Her skin, smooth and flawless, glowed in the dim light. Her breasts were full and round, her nipples puckered and begging for attention. Liam's mouth watered at the sight, and he lowered his head, taking a taut peak into his mouth. He suckled and teased, his tongue flicking and swirling, eliciting a series of moans
Liam's laughter was tinged with disbelief as he questioned Arla. "Are you trying to tell me that you didn't know him at all? Is that what you want me to believe?"Arla's face twisted with frustration, her words pleading for understanding. "I knew Henry, but we weren't close, Liam. I can't give you the answers you want, but I swear I've never lied to you."Liam's eyes hardened, the pain of betrayal still fresh in his heart. "I can't just forget what happened, Arla. I'm surrounded by people who have manipulated me, and it's hard to trust anyone."Arla's voice rose, her patience wearing thin as she defended herself. "I'm not asking you to forget, but don't paint me as the villain here. There are others who have played a role in all of this Vivian, Donna, and Laurette. Investigate them instead of constantly blaming me."Liam shook his head, his disbelief palpable as he scoffed. "Donna has been in a coma for two years, Arla. How can I confront her when she's only just awakened? And her fa
Arla stood trembling, her arms wrapped tightly around her body in a desperate attempt to preserve her dignity. As the maids stepped away, her mind was suddenly flooded with flashes of her past, memories long forgotten now resurfacing with a force that sent a shockwave through her system. Her head throbbed with an intense pain, the fierceness of her past and present colliding in a tuneless confusion and fear.Without warning, Liam lifted a hose connected to the tap, his actions fueled by a wave of cold, detached anger that seemed to have consumed him. As the icy water sprayed over Arla's vulnerable form, she was assaulted by the shock of the cold and the relentless pressure of the water, her body convulsing in response to the brutal onslaught.The weight of the memories, the stinging pain in her head, and the humiliation of Liam's actions overwhelmed her senses, her consciousness slipping away as she let out a desperate scream. Her body went limp, collapsing to the floor as she gasped
Liam sat in his office, his brow furrowed in concentration as he pored over the details of Donna's recovery plan. He knew that her return to Carponi would allow him to refocus on his affairs, which had suffered in the wake of the chaos that had engulfed the safe house. A sense of frustration filled him, the weight of the recent events bearing down on his shoulders as he struggled to regain control over his life.His thoughts drifted to Donna, and he felt a surge of anger at the role she had played in orchestrating Arla's kidnapping. He had discovered her involvement while she was in a coma and couldn't help but feel that she had contributed to the problems that now plagued him. Despite this, he was determined to see her walking and independent once more, not only for her sake but also to alleviate the burden that had fallen upon him.Liam understood that Donna must never learn of Arla's presence within the safehouse, knowing full well the turmoil that would ensue should their paths cr
As Donna was wheeled into the safehouse, her arrival was met with a mixture of relief and apprehension by its occupants. Vivian, observing from the shadows, felt her blood boil at the sight of her rival returning to the fold. In the privacy of her room, she unleashed her rage, the weight of her fury pressing down upon her like a suffocating blanket."Why is she waking up now?" Vivian seethed, her voice trembling with bitterness. "Today was supposed to be my special night with Liam." She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms as she fought to control the tempest of emotions that threatened to consume her."Liam, why do you attract all these wild women?" she cried out, her despair mingling with the fury that coursed through her veins. Vivian's anger was all-consuming, her desire for Liam's undivided attention transforming into a dangerous obsession that blinded her to all reason.As she paced the confines of her room, her gaze fell upon a silver pen, its sharp edge glintin
Arla left Liam's room in the safe house, only to be met by a venomous Vivian, her hand raised and ready to strike. However, Arla was prepared this time. She caught Vivian's wrist, halting the slap before it could land. "I'm not ready for your mind games today," Arla declared, her voice hard and unyielding.Vivian's eyes widened in surprise as she took a step back, a flicker of uncertainty crossing her features. She studied Arla's face, noting a change in her demeanor that hadn't been there before. Had Arla regained her memories? The thought sent a shiver of fear down Vivian's spine, her carefully laid plans suddenly unbalanced on the brink of collapse.Biting her nails anxiously, Vivian watched as Arla walked away, her confident stride a stark contrast to the frightened girl she had once been. Vivian's anger, still simmering from the previous night when Liam had taken Arla away from her grasp, bubbled to the surface once more.Back in her room, Vivian's rage had reached its boiling po
As the first light of dawn filtered through the curtains, Arla's eyes fluttered open, a wave of fear washing over her as she found Liam sitting beside her, his gaze locked upon her face. Her heart racing, she instinctively recoiled from him, her voice barely a whisper. "Please, don't hurt me."Liam remained still, his eyes never leaving hers as he wrestled with the storm of emotions that raged within him. "I won't," he said finally, his voice raw and husky.Arla's brow furrowed in confusion, her hand moving to her throat, wincing as she felt the tender skin beneath her fingertips. "You tried to kill me," she accused, her voice shaking as she searched Liam's face for answers.Liam looked away, his jaw clenching as he struggled to come to terms with his actions. "I was angry," he admitted, his voice heavy with regret. "I lost control."As Arla watched him, a mixture of fear and disbelief warring within her, she realized that there was still so much she didn't understand. "Why?" she aske
A loud slap resonated through the room as Williams struck his daughter Arla across her face. He glared at her with fury in his eyes and said, "I've put up with your disrespectful behavior for too long. I took pity on you because your mother passed away when you were young, but it seems that I've spoiled you and given you too much freedom. How dare you ruin your sister's wedding? You've caused a rift between their company and mine!" Arla stood her ground and replied, "You can watch your daughter marry a horrible man because of your own greed, but you know what? I just hate terrible people; they get on my nerves, so I decided to teach him a lesson." Mia's mother Bella, infuriated by Arla's words, glared at her and exclaimed, "Look, she's not even sorry! You destroyed my daughter's wedding and still have the audacity to say such nonsense. You're an absolute disgrace!" Arla, unfazed by Bella's anger, rolled her eyes and continued to chew gum while playing with her hair. Her blatant di...
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