Luna Hart

In the darkness, I kissed Philip on the lips, running my tongue over his neck and nibbling on his earlobe. "Don't you think it's exciting, Mr. Foster?" my hand nudged his chest, along his chest feel through his pants touching his long awakening cock.
Revenge became my only reason to live, and Philip Foster—the powerful man behind the Brightonfield empire—became my target. Cold, enigmatic, and untouchable, he was the perfect pawn for my plan. Yet I never anticipated being ensnared by his tenderness and possessive dominance. Is this forbidden romance destined to fuel my retribution, or will it turn into the trap I can't escape?

Five years ago, I was drugged by my stepsister. Given the necessity to cover my tuition, I ultimately accepted the situation. I felt his scalding breath against my ear, his rough fingers grazing my inner thighs, igniting a numb, electric ache. His hard cock pressed against my soaked pussy, driving my heartbeat wild, my body instinctively arching, craving deeper thrust.
After that reckless night, I left in disgrace, only to find myself pregnant with triplets.
Five years later, I returned as a shining new talent in the medical field, ready to take revenge on my stepmother, stepsister and father.
Then Harrison Frost appeared, gazing at the tiny versions of himself, urging them to call him "Dad."
He peeled off his shirt, grinning. "Hey, wanna relive that night's heat?"

As the substitute bride, I was viewed by my father as a pawn and by my stepmother as someone of no worth.
Abandoned by my father and sent to the countryside while still a child, I finally returned home, only to be swiftly discarded once more—this time, to a mental institution at my stepmother's behest.
It was not until three years later that I was released, my freedom bought solely for the purpose of taking my stepsister's place in marriage to the Sterling family.
"The Sterling family's wealth is beyond measure, and William Sterling is a rare and worthy gentleman. To marry into their house in your sister's stead is a blessing—don't forget your place!"
Yet all knew that William, crippled in a car accident, was no longer who he once was—moody, volatile, and, as rumors went, not long for this world
No one could have foreseen that after our wedding, William's legs would miraculously heal.
And only then did they begin to realize that this new young female was far from ordinary. As the truth was unearthed, they were left in astonishment.
This woman was a true queen.

After rebirth, Emily Green left her respectable job and a toxic family, becoming the most sought-after housekeeper in high society.
Her skills are unmatched—there was no problem she couldn't solve, and every employer dreamed of bringing her home.
Her schedule was booked for a year, and even billionaire CEO Morris Anderson had to wait in line to see her.
One day, Morris, staring at her fully booked calendar until the next year, gritted his teeth and told his assistant. "Buy the agency. From now on, she only takes my jobs."
When Emily finally finished her tasks, Morris seized the moment and asked, "Ms. Green, could I book your services for life?"
Emily hesitated, then asked, "Will... I still get paid?"
Morris smiled, his eyes glinting, "Payment? Let's settle it differently."

Hace cinco años, mi hermanastra me drogó. Dada la necesidad de cubrir mi matrícula, finalmente acepté la situación. Sentí su aliento ardiente contra mi oído, sus dedos ásperos rozando mis muslos internos, encendiendo un dolor sordo y eléctrico. Su duro miembro presionaba contra mi empapada entrepierna, haciendo que mi corazón latiera desbocado, mi cuerpo arqueándose instintivamente, deseando una penetración más profunda.
Después de esa noche imprudente, me fui con vergüenza, solo para descubrirme embarazada de trillizos.
Cinco años después, regresé como un nuevo talento brillante en el campo médico, lista para vengarme de mi madrastra, mi hermanastra y mi padre.
Entonces apareció Harrison Frost, mirando a las pequeñas versiones de sí mismo, instándolos a llamarlo "Papá".
Se quitó la camisa, sonriendo.
—Oye, ¿quieres revivir el calor de esa noche?

Como la novia sustituta, mi padre me veía como una pieza de ajedrez y mi madrastra como alguien sin valor.
Abandonada por mi padre y enviada al campo cuando aún era una niña, finalmente regresé a casa, solo para ser descartada una vez más—esta vez, a una institución mental por orden de mi madrastra.
No fue hasta tres años después que fui liberada, mi libertad comprada únicamente con el propósito de tomar el lugar de mi hermanastra en el matrimonio con la familia Sterling.
—La riqueza de la familia Sterling es inconmensurable, y William Sterling es un caballero raro y digno. Casarte en lugar de tu hermana es una bendición—¡no olvides tu lugar!
Sin embargo, todos sabían que William, lisiado en un accidente de coche, ya no era quien solía ser—malhumorado, volátil, y, según los rumores, no le quedaba mucho tiempo de vida.
Nadie podría haber previsto que después de nuestra boda, las piernas de William se sanarían milagrosamente.
Y solo entonces comenzaron a darse cuenta de que esta nueva joven era todo menos ordinaria. A medida que se desenterraba la verdad, quedaron asombrados.
Esta mujer era una verdadera reina.

En la oscuridad, besé a Philip en los labios, pasando mi lengua por su cuello y mordisqueando su lóbulo de la oreja.
—¿No crees que es emocionante, Sr. Foster? —mi mano empujó su pecho, recorriéndolo hasta sentir a través de sus pantalones su largo y despierto miembro.
La venganza se convirtió en mi única razón para vivir, y Philip Foster—el poderoso hombre detrás del imperio Brightonfield—se convirtió en mi objetivo. Frío, enigmático e intocable, era el peón perfecto para mi plan. Sin embargo, nunca anticipé ser atrapada por su ternura y dominante posesividad. ¿Está este romance prohibido destinado a alimentar mi retribución, o se convertirá en la trampa de la que no podré escapar?