slapped ham

Uyarı: Bu kitap ateşli, açık ve yetişkin içerik barındırmaktadır. "Lütfen, tadına bakmama izin ver," diye yalvardı Ava, kırılmış ve çaresiz—o sarışını sikerken onu seyretmeye zorladıktan sonra. "Şimdi, o bacaklarını aç, tatlım. Göster bakalım o amcık ne kadar ıslanmış." Ava Sinclair Vance bir zamanlar bir striptiz dansçısıydı. Şimdi milyarder Leon Vance'in karısı, sonsuza kadar sürecek yeminlerle bağlı—ta ki onun bitmek bilmeyen "iş seyahatleri" onu karşılanmamış arzularla yanıp tutuşmaya bırakana kadar. Pervasız bir gece, Club Orion'a geri döndü, tek bir direk dansı için. Sadece kendini tekrar canlı hissetmek için. Gölgelerdeki bir yabancının başka planları vardı. Tek bir kucak dansı olarak başlayan şey, onu başka biri için tamamen mahveden acımasız, kirli bir seks gecesine dönüştü. Unutabileceği isimsiz bir gecelik hata olduğuna inanarak perişan bir şekilde uyandı. Ta ki ertesi sabahki Leon'un en iyi arkadaşıyla iş yemeğine kadar. Ondan kaçamayacağını keşfetti—yabancı ve Leon'un en iyi arkadaşı aynı kişi olduğunda. Ve kesinlikle o kişi daha fazla gece talep ettiğinde... "küçük hatanı" örtbas etmek için. Ava, iki acımasız milyarder arasında sıkışıp kalmış halde, biri onu tamamen sahiplenene kadar ne kadar dayanabilir? Ya o gecelerin amacı hiçbir zaman sessizlik sağlamak değil de, onu öylesine kırmak idiyse ki sonunda kalmak için yalvarsın?

“Please, let me go…” I cried while he kept walking forward towards me, making me shiver more. While his eyes fixated on me, he brought the cigarette to his lips and inhaled deeply while I gulped. As he exhaled, a slow stream of smoke escaped his lips, dissipating into the air and he started, “You shouldn’t have done that… You did a big mistake” “I am sorry…” I cried again and shook my head. “It’s done. It’s time for the punishment now…” He said and my heart skipped a beat. . Allison Wesley was living a normal life as a journalist until she gets involved into a task which leads her to slap the mafia boss in town. Her one mistake gets her life upside down as she enters the world of thrill, excitement, passion and danger. Read on to find out more!

The ever stoic Mr. Fu was finally married, but rumor has it that he set a house rule on their first night with his new wife. "Know your place, and don't covet what you can never get. "We'll never interfere in each other lives." Bai Yu, dressed in her pure-white bridal gown, merely agreed to it cheerfully while she sat on the bed, "Sure." The whole city knew that Fu Yunzhe hated his wife, but no one mocked her for it, because there was a man beneath her feet, his face swollen while she smiled confidently, "Come now, say it again—who is a ghost wife?" She arrived, dressed in a dazzling red dress later at a certain banquet. Mr. Fu who arrived at the banquet hall saw her chatting lively with an unfamiliar man. He strode up to her and took her by the waist, whispering into her ear, "Are you making me a cuckold in public, Mrs. Fu?" Bai Yu calmly pushed him away. "It's just typical socializing. Why are you so worried, Mr. Fu?" Upset written all over his face, Mr. Fu took off his coat and covered her bareback. "No wearing skirts that short from now on. And who are these people at this banquet..." The woman, fiddling with her fair fingers, lifted a brow. "Are you meddling with my affairs now, Mr. Fu?" The man's heart skipped a beat. Remembering the ruleset on their first night, he promptly changed his words, "I was worried that you'd catch a cold!"

A teenager named Haruka is left traumatized and haunted by silence after her best friend dies on a hike where there was no cell phone service to call for help. To overcome her feeling of helplessness, she discovers the world of amateur "ham" radio. Guided by a group of new friends and mentors, she earns her license and learns various skills, from making worldwide contacts to providing emergency communications. Her journey comes full circle when she uses her radio skills to save an injured hiker in a remote area, finally conquering the trauma that first led her to the hobby. Through ham radio, Haruka not only finds her own voice but also discovers a connection to a hidden family legacy and the power to help her community. ps: The following is based on actual events. Only the names, callsigns, locations and events have been changed.

"Slapped at first Sight" followed the story of an eighteen years old lady played by Xheilyn Ruthway to be fell in a lying scheme to predict the fate of perfectionist and powerful Taerror Younstown made by her Mother,keep track of them as how they both fell In love beyond of their mysterious past!

I used to think school was just school. Until the day Fat Tiger beat me on the classroom floor while my homeroom teacher watched in silence. Until my “friends” told me to pay protection fees and stay quiet. Until my parents ripped my review books . That was the day I learned: in this world, nobody saves you. Bullied, humiliated, mocked as “trash,” I clawed my way up from the bottom— waking at 3 a.m., studying until my vision went black, copying borrowed notes, rebuilding everything after Fat Tiger burned my notebook, and fighting through sickness, exhaustion, and despair. Every step was a fist in my face. Every day felt like walking through hell. But I didn’t break. I rose. From 450… to 500… to 550… and on the day of the college entrance exam— I scored 630. The class fell silent. The teacher who called me “hopeless” couldn’t speak. The bullies who laughed at me collapsed in disbelief. Years later, I returned to this school —not as a student, but as the Director of Academic Affairs. For one reason: To make sure no kid is ever abandoned the way I was. This is not a story about genius. This is a story about a boy who refused to stay on the ground. A story about pain, dignity, revenge, and rebirth. Every child deserves to be seen. And this time, I’m the one standing tall.

"I said, stop!" I pointed my finger at him, my eyes emitting fire and brimstone. The crowd hushed, and everyone gave their full attention to me. Even the guards who stood around the corners in their badged, white uniforms, hung their mouths open, staring at me. "Are you looking for me, little miss?" he asked, lifting one brow at me, followed by a smirk. To him, I may look like a teen because I was skin and bones. I wore a black, denim jeans, a cream top tucked beneath its hip band. With my high ponytail dancing to the rhythm of my hurried steps, I lifted my head high--my eyes never leaving his face. "I am." He tilted his head in an amused smile, letting his guard off. The moment I was a few feet away from him, I planted my toes forward. Now standing some inches higher than me, I didn't say a word. I swung my arm and let my right hand fly across his face, leaving him dumbfounded! Author's Note: Book cover from Pexels Free Photos Artist : mododeolhar Cover titles worked on Canva.com

“Smack!” A sharp slap landed across my face. Right there at the gynecology clinic doorway, with people coming and going through the hospital, Dorothy Ford raised her hand and slapped me in front of everyone. “This one’s another money-losing girl! Nathan must’ve racked up eight lifetimes of bad karma to end up marrying you!” Throwing out those words, she turned on her heel and walked away. I bit down hard on my teeth, one hand holding my six-month belly as I stood there, feeling everyone’s pitying gazes on me. I still couldn’t hold back my tears. Before we got married, I already knew Dorothy didn’t like me. But Nathan had always treated me so well that, despite everyone’s objections, I insisted on marrying him when he still didn’t have a dime to his name. Our first child was a girl. The moment the baby was born, Dorothy’s face turned to stone and she started making those snide, nasty remarks. Now I was pregnant again, and we’d just done the ultrasound. Another girl. This time, Dorothy completely lost it. I had no choice but to call Nathan, hoping for at least a little comfort from him. But the line was busy, over and over—he was on another call. So I took a cab home by myself. When I got there, the front door was ajar. I was just about to step inside when I heard voices in the living room and saw Dorothy sitting there with my husband. “Nathan, you have to make your wife get rid of this baby! A useless woman who can’t give you a son will cut off the Ford family line!” My whole body started shaking with anger. Dorothy actually wanted me to have an abortion. Even if the baby in my belly was a girl, she was still her own granddaughter. It’s not like the Fords have some damn throne to inherit—why the hell do they have to have a son?

The incident of my stepfather's daughter hiring someone to write her competition essay was exposed, and she went ballistic in my room. My mom couldn’t calm her down, and then slapped me across the face. "If you hadn’t written those things, your sister wouldn’t be getting all this hate!" I touched the spot where she hit me, my head lowered, but a smile tugged at the corner of my lips. I had been waiting for this day for a long time.

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.