Versace

( CONTAINS EXTREME MATURE CONTENT ) One is her tormenter and the other is her savior. Kidnapped into slavery, Leela keeps to herself for survival. However, her secret admirer has other plans. Who knew a life of slavery involved Versace and Prada dresses, posh parties and meeting celebrities, and diamonds and gold? She finds herself caged between the King of Vampires and her mysterious man. A lot is going on in her slave home but can she survive it? She finds there are more secrets in that place than she is prepared for. In a world of supernaturals, trust no one and beware of everyone. Who will she lean on for help? Her tormentor, savior, or both? Or maybe it's the friend who shows up out of nowhere and vows to protect her with her life. Question is; how much is she willing to do for survival? Can she play the game of chess everyone is playing or will she remain a pawn in their game? (DISCLAIMER; This may or may not be a reverse harem book ( Male Male Female romance) If it is however, the two male characters are both committed to the Female and they are not in love with each other.) I want to thank my top three fans; saywhat615, Tanysha_Rivera, and Ayesnoona. Chapters 61-80 are dedicated to you.

"I'm breaking up with you, Qin An. From now on, we don't have anything to do with each other." A beautiful woman with a graceful figure said to a young man who looked ordinary. The clothes he was wearing were cheap local stuff that could be bought at a rundown clothes shop found in a corner street. On top of that, he had no sense of style whatsoever. He looked like he had put on whatever he picked up from the floor of his dormitory: although they were acceptably clean (barely), they were old and worn out. In comparison, the girl before him was wearing trendy branded clothes. The young man, Qin An, didn't know much about designer clothing brands, but he at least knew the best ones. He once surfed the internet on a whim and saw the logo of Prada, the number one in the list for women. It seemed like Chou Yungran was wearing Prada clothes. He caught a glimpse of the elegant logo on her left chest. The dress must have cost over a thousand dollars. On top of that, she was holding a bag and was wearing a lot of accessories. The total value of everything on her would have already crossed the ten thousand dollar mark. With that kind of money, a middle-class family would be able to buy a decent house in the suburban areas. A normal sedan or SUV car would also cost about that much. Yet, all that money was wasted on simple clothes and fashion. He knew it was weird, but Qin An felt his heart ache looking at Chou Yungran's Prada thousand-dollar dress and exquisite makeup. Wait…why the makeup? Ahem, anyway. He shouldn't feel like this because it wasn't his money. Why should he care whether she was abusing someone's wealth? However…that wasn't her money. Qin An looked behind her. He and Chou Yungran were standing at the mouth of an alleyway. Parked on the side of the pavement of the main street was actually a Lexus LC Convertible. Compared to fashion, Qin An was more interested in cars, especially the sports cars and supercars which he could only dream of. Although the Lexus LC could barely be considered a sports car, it still cost over $200,000. A family would have to be quite well-off if they could afford to use that kind of money for merely buying their child's car. And to his knowledge, Yan Sha's Yan family indeed owned assets of nearly $5 million. A popular restaurant, Yan's Couch, and also a hospital was under their family's name. Yan Sha was the typical rich second generation. However, Qin An also knew that he was on the lowest rung of the hierarchy. Compared to those companies with stock prices of tens of millions or even hundreds, his Yan family was only a small powerless family without any influence. There were many such families like them. However…that was to be expected. Chou Yungran left him for a rich guy, but she would never be able to date a true second generation who could also be a third generation in their huge and powerful family. At most, she could only settle for a pseudo-rich dude like Yan Sha. And this pseudo-rich dude was currently sitting lazily in the Lexus LC's driver seat. The top of the car was open. Yan Sha was leaning on the car door with his arm over the window that was rolled down. His other hand was resting on top of the driving wheel. From where he was standing, Qin An could see Yan Sha's wrinkled face looking at him, as though he was disgusted. Most likely, it was because Qin An was someone who didn't care about appearance, and was also dirt poor. Chou Yungran must have told him quite a lot of interesting things. Qin An actually also recognized what the dude was wearing. It was a long-sleeved casual shirt from Versace. They were also a top brand that had both men and women wear. The only thing Qin An liked about Versace was the cool name. He currently didn't care about how good wearing it looked, which was mostly because he absolutely couldn't afford one. However…that was now. It would be completely different in the extremely near future. Qin An was barely able to hide a smirk coming

The King of Hell owns me. Mind, body, and eternal soul. The devil’s in the details, and I shouldn’t be surprised to find Hell in Las Vegas. Luke doesn’t care that I can’t remember a thing about the deal we made on the night of my bachelorette party. All he cares is that I promised my love, my life, and my obedience to him for all eternity. Obedience? Not my style. I’m not looking to be owned by any man. To make matters worse, I was supposed to be marrying another. But Adam can’t stand against Luke’s strength. I’m Luke’s prisoner. And his lover. And I can’t resist his wicked charms and sinful good looks. With the mark of the beast on me and an army of Versace-clad demons knocking down my door, my options for freedom aren't just running out, they’re long gone. Only Luke can keep me safe. And only if I play by his rules. The King of Sin needs a queen. If I want to survive, I don’t have any choice but to give the Devil his due. **** ^Lucian^ You know the story, love. Its a tale as old as time itself. Boy meets girl. Boy loses girl. Girl meets devilishly charming bastard who tempts with her everything shes ever dreamed of and the Devil doesn't make promises he cant keep. You see, darling, that boy never deserved you to begin with. You, my treasure, you deserved the entire world laid out at your dainty little feet and so much more. No ungrateful, simple-minded boy could ever give you that. But I could. I will. My Crystal. My eternal love. Only creature on Gods green earth, Heaven above it or even Hell below, who could ever stir the flames of desire into my thick cock and my cold, sinners heart. I stole you from that pathetic moron you were calling a fiancé again, its true. But after the way he fucked you over frankly, this time, it was like he was asking for it. You were never really his, love. He might have put his ring on your finger, but he never owned your body. Your heart. Your mind. Your soul. No matter where you are, what you look like, the name you wear, or the color of that fire dancing in your eyes, you're mine. Always mine. You've been mine before, more times than you'll ever remember. You've been torn away from me more times than you'll ever know. Now that you're finally mine again, here's a new promise for you: This time, its forever. I have an army of the damned at my beck and call, more gold to my name than even kings can fathom, the powers of a fallen angel at my fingertips and the command of the Inferno itself in the palm of my hand. Never fear, love. Ill protect you. Ill keep you safe. Whether you want it or not. And this time, if anyone dares to try and take you away from me again This time, there'll be hell to pay.