Forced To Marry: Claimed By The Obsessed Billionaire
"A FORCED MARRIAGE. A RUTHLESS CLAUSE. HE DOESN'T WANT A WIFE—HE WANTS A WHORE IN HIS BED EVERY SINGLE NIGHT."
At eighteen, Helen Rossi was handed over like a piece of property to settle a debt. Her older sister fled, but the contract remained unchanged: Helen was dragged to the altar as the replacement. She is young, untouched, voluptuous, and possesses a fierce, unbroken spirit.
Damian Vance is thirty years old, and he owns Chicago. He is an arrogant, brutal, and sadistic billionaire CEO, used to ruling both his empire and his private erotic nightclub with an iron fist. He doesn’t want romance; he demands a submissive bitch in his bed who will obey his every dark command.
The terms of the contract are clear and ruthless: daily sexual servitude, and a male heir in less than two years. To Damian, it doesn’t matter which Rossi is standing at the altar. Helen will be forced to spread her legs and lie in his bed every single night.
He thinks he can easily break her pride through fear and pain. But this substitute bride has teeth—and she is going to bite back.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 17: The Sole Right to Bleed Helen’s POVHis fingers tightened a bit more around my neck, locking my position. Damian’s face came so close that I could see the hard lines etched around his eyes."Listen to me carefully, girl," he whispered right against my ear, his hot breath sending chills down the back of my neck. "The only person who has the right to touch you, to leave marks on this pale skin, or to make you bleed is me. If another man dares to lay a hand on what belongs to me, I kill him. I don't care if he shares your last name. Do you want to find out if I'm bluffing?"My hands dropped against his chest. The absolute absurdity of his words left me breathless, but the physical firmness of his posture left no room for doubt."You're insane..." I murmured.Damian slowly released my neck, his fingers sliding down my skin before pulling away completely. Seizing the opening, I pushed past his arm and walked fast toward the dressing room's private bathroom, locking the door behind me.I braced my hands on the ma
Last Updated: 2026-07-02
Chapter: CHAPTER 16: The Luxury Puppet Helen’s POVTwo women in black spent the last two hours turning me into an acceptable lie. The dress Damian chose was made of a heavy, dark red satin that traced every inch of my wide hips and fitted firmly around my full breasts. The collar was high, rising up my neck to perfectly cover the marks his fingers had left on my skin the night before. In the mirror of the luxury hotel dressing room, I looked like an expensive porcelain doll—untouchable and hollow."You are ready, Miss Rossi," the designer murmured, gathering her pins before leaving me alone.My fingers gripped the fabric of the long skirt. My high heels pinched my toes, and the invisible corset beneath the satin cut off my breath, forcing my chest to rise and fall in short gasps. I hated every single piece of that image.The dressing room door swung open abruptly. I looked through the mirror's reflection, expecting to see Damian’s massive silhouette, but the man who entered was shorter, his suit slightly disheveled and
Last Updated: 2026-07-02
Chapter: CHAPTER 15: The Dark Side of MarriageHelen’s POVThe water in the bathtub had already grown cold by the time the sound of Damian’s footsteps faded down the hallway. I remained frozen, arms crossed over my bent knees, staring at the remnant white foam floating on the marble surface. My skin still burned. Where the patches of red wax had been ripped away by his fingers, circular crimson stains remained—a map of marks covering my thighs and the curve of my belly.I stretched my trembling hands to the edge and anchored my feet against the slippery bottom of the tub. I stood up slowly. My legs wavered, an involuntary tremor in my calf muscles forcing me to brace my weight against the dark tiled wall before I could step out of the enclosure. I grabbed the plush towel he had left on the vanity. The coarse fabric brushed against the marks of the spanking on my buttocks, wrenching a low gasp from my throat as I dug my teeth into my lower lip.In the mirror, my face was entirely devoid of color. My green eyes were wide, my temples
Last Updated: 2026-07-01
Chapter: CHAPTER 14: Wax and Warm Water(Damian’s POV)I walked over to the iron mount on the wall and pulled down a long, red candle. Bringing my lighter to the wick, I watched the flame spark to life and begin to melt the top layer of wax, turning it into a thick, glossy, smoking liquid. I walked back over to Helen. She was still standing there, trembling, wearing nothing but her light pink lingerie, her buttocks and thighs bearing the crimson marks of my spanking."Lie on your back on the rug. Now," I commanded, my voice cold and leaving no room for argument.Helen stared up at me, her green eyes wide with terror, but she obeyed slowly, lowering herself onto the floor. Her skin, an almost feverish shade of white, contrasted dramatically with the dark leather of the room. I tilted the burning candle over her body, letting the first drop of hot red wax fall directly onto the curve of her hip.Helen jerked violently, arching her back. A sharp shriek ripped from her throat, followed by a breathless whimper of pain."It’s bur
Last Updated: 2026-06-20
Chapter: CHAPTER 13: The Taste of Dominance(Damian’s POV)I locked the heavy wooden door of the red room from the outside. The sharp click of the deadbolt echoed like a death sentence inside the suffocating, dark-leather-lined space. Helen remained frozen near the entrance. Her chin was held high, her jaw clenched, her face locked in a mask of false bravery. But the heavy heaving of her voluptuous chest and the subtle tremor in her shoulders betrayed the raw panic trying to consume her from the inside out.I approached her without rushing, letting my massive silhouette engulf her entirely, trapping her against the wall."What are you going to do to me?" she asked. Her voice tried to come out steady, but it cracked at the very end, her green eyes locked onto mine."I am going to discipline you, Helen," I replied, my voice raspy and low, barely a growl against her face. "The first lesson you are going to learn today is that this body belongs to me. The only person who has the right to touch you, to hurt you, or to do anything to
Last Updated: 2026-06-20
Chapter: CHAPTER 12: The Shattered Control(Damian’s POV)My chronic insomnia ensured I didn't catch a wink of sleep for the rest of the night. By the time the sun began to rise between the Chicago skyscrapers, I was already up, taking a freezing shower to wash away the exhaustion and dressing in a fresh, tailored suit. I passed through the kitchen before locking myself in my office and found Judith organizing the first tasks of the day.Judith had worked for my family for ten years; she knew me better than most and understood I wasn't a man of many words."Gather the staff," I ordered, keeping my tone firm. "I want to leave a clear directive for everyone in this penthouse. Helen is the mistress of this house now, and she is to be treated with the utmost respect. Find out what foods she likes, ensure she has everything she needs, and above all, treat her well. I won't tolerate anyone failing her."Judith nodded with an understanding look, knowing this was my way of providing, even if I didn't know how to express it in words. I
Last Updated: 2026-06-18
The Billionaire's Obsession: The Innocent Maid of the Forbidden Club
Brianna Hayes is an innocent, nineteen-year-old virgin who is desperately running out of time—and money—to save her dying brother. After being wrongfully fired from her job as a maid, she makes a reckless, desperate choice: she puts on a mask and takes the stage at The Obsidian Room, the most exclusive and forbidden underground club in the city.
Alexander Thorne is a ruthless, thirty-three-year-old billionaire CEO. Cold, widowed, and consumed by darkness, his only escape is commanding the VIP lounge, bending women to his absolute will. The exact moment his eyes lock onto the fragile, trembling new dancer, a twisted obsession is born. He claims her innocent body in the shadows, completely blind to her true identity.
But the real game begins when morning comes.
In need of a new live-in maid, Alexander hires Brianna. By day, she cleans his luxury mansion on her knees, acting as his sweet, obedient servant. By night, she begs in his bed, serving as his perfect submissive plaything.
Alexander demands total control. He vows to break her innocence, training her to crawl, obey, and become his private little pet.
How long can a virgin hide her secret when her master is a billionaire obsessed with her complete submission?
(A pitch-black, high-spice dark romance featuring age gap, billionaire dominance, BDSM, forced submission, and explicit erotica).
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Chapter: CHAPTER 11: THE IMPACT OF THE TOUCH(POV´S Brianna)The work at the estate was continuous, but there was none of the heavy filth I was used to seeing in the city tenements. I spent the rest of the morning and the early afternoon moving through the rooms with a feather duster and a microfiber cloth, wiping down surfaces that already looked like mirrors. The property was absurdly organized. Every porcelain vase, every book on the library shelves, and every picture frame looked as if it had been placed there with millimetric precision.While I was wiping down a rosewood side table in the main hallway, Angelina appeared to oversee my progress. I couldn't contain my curiosity and broke the silence."Angelina... Can I ask you a question?" I began, slowing the movement of my hands. "The house is so immaculate and perfectly kept. I was wondering if you really needed a live-in maid around here."Angelina stopped beside me, crossing her arms over her gray pantsuit."Before you arrived, the mansion was maintained only by a houseke
Last Updated: 2026-07-01
Chapter: CHAPTER 10: THE DEVIL WEARS A SUITThe vibration of my old phone against the wooden kitchen table shattered the silence of the apartment. I scrambled to grab it, my heart hammering in my throat. A woman’s voice, incredibly formal and polished, spoke on the other end. I had passed the screening. Out of dozens of applicants, I was the one chosen for the live-in maid position at the Thorne estate. The salary offered was three times higher than any standard job on the market. Combining that amount with the cash already sitting in my bank account since the weekend, my brother’s hospital treatments were locked in for the next few months. I didn't have the luxury of turning this down.By Monday morning, I was already standing before the massive iron gates of the Thorne property.The estate sat at the peak of an isolated hill, bordered by high stone walls and ancient trees that shielded the mansion from any curious eyes. I dragged my small, worn suitcase up the cobblestone driveway, my lungs gasping for air by the time the mai
Last Updated: 2026-07-01
Chapter: CHAPTER 9: THE ULTIMATE FULLNESS(POV: ALEXANDER THORNE)I released the ceiling pulleys, and her limp, exhausted body collapsed straight into my arms. I carried her brutally, throwing her weight onto the center of the massive black leather bed."Keep that pussy wide open for me," Eros ordered, his voice a raspy growl as he climbed onto the mattress right behind her.I crawled onto the bed, settling myself with my legs spread wide near the headboard. I gripped her red hair with a punishing fist and yanked her head back, forcing her to her knees between my thighs. I shoved my rock-hard cock straight down her throat, forcing her into a deep, relentless blowjob. She was weak, completely breathless from her previous orgasms, but my hand cuffed around her neck dictated the violent pace. She gagged, letting out muffled, desperate sounds of "Ah... mmmh!" while tears streamed down her flushed face, smearing her remaining makeup.Saul positioned himself at the foot of the bed, digging his fingers deep into the pale flesh of he
Last Updated: 2026-06-18
Chapter: CHAPTER 8: TWO POSSESSIVE DOMINANTSPOV: ALEXANDER THORNE"Get off the bed," I ordered coldly.I hauled the redhead up by her arm and guided her to the center of the room. Saul activated the ropes hanging from the ceiling pulleys. He secured her wrists with tight, expert knots and pulled, forcing her arms high above her head. Her body was pulled completely taut, suspended in midair, her legs locked wide open and secured by heavy leather straps on either side. It was a position of absolute, unyielding vulnerability.I stepped closer, inhaling her perfume tangled with the scent of raw sweat. Eros stepped up right behind her. He initiated his twisted, romantic game, slamming his lips against hers in a deep, invading kiss while his large hands aggressively massaged her heavy breasts. He dragged his mouth down her throat, biting and sucking on her pale skin, pulling pathetic, whiny groans from the submissive's lips. I didn't indulge in those kinds of performance sweets. My only focus was the raw, unadulterated meat of it.I
Last Updated: 2026-06-18
Chapter: CHAPTER 7: THE SATURDAY SESSION(POV: ALEXANDER THORNE)Saturday had finally arrived. The suffocating stress of Thorne Tech simply did not exist inside this private wing of the club. In this underground sanctuary, Saul and I shed our corporate skin. Here, he was Eros, a master of seductive torment, and I was Ares, the embodiment of brutal control. Together, we were the legendary Hell Fire duo, a name that made every submissive in the VIP sector tremble with a mix of fear and anticipation.The space was massive, completely soundproofed, and smelled of rich body oils and heavy leather. Iron chains dangled from the high stone ceiling. A colossal black leather bed dominated the center of the room.I stood near the edge, adjusting the cuffs of my black button-down shirt. I wore nothing but my tailored dress pants and my signature dark mask. Saul stood right beside me, pulling his black leather gloves tight over his knuckles. The two of us were entirely ready.The heavy door swung open. The hired redhead submissive steppe
Last Updated: 2026-06-03
Chapter: CHAPTER 6: THE RUTHLESS MASTER(POV: ALEXANDER THORNE)My head felt like it was about to explode. I stared at my computer screen in my office at Thorne Tech, reviewing financial reports that no longer held a single ounce of my interest. The stress of the corporate world was a daily, crushing weight. But nothing irritated me more than the soft, lingering knock on my glass door. My former mother-in-law, Sorya, walked in without an invitation. She held a folder of documents in her hand, wearing that same, nagging look of entitlement she always did."I’m here to pick up this month's check, Alexander," she said, tossing the papers onto my rosewood desk.I took a deep breath, forcing my raging anger under control. Six years ago, my personal life had been completely shattered. My wife died during childbirth, along with our baby. She had a pre-existing medical condition and was never supposed to get pregnant, but she ended up conceiving by accident anyway. The guilt of her death was entirely mine to bear. And now, I paid t
Last Updated: 2026-06-03
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