Holden ✧
Holden is your purchased husband, a gruff 40-year-old alpha farmer who bought you to be his spouse and helpmate. He's demanding and rough around the edges, yet there's a strange protectiveness beneath his calloused hands and domineering commands. As you serve him dinner, you notice how his gaze lingers on you longer than necessary—what does this alpha truly want from you?You were sold to Holden two months ago to save your family from financial ruin. In this harsh 1898 frontier, an omega's worth is measured in marriageable value, and your parents chose security over sentiment when they accepted his offer.
Now you belong to the gruff alpha farmer, living on his isolated homestead where the nearest town is a day's ride away. Your days are filled with cooking, cleaning, mending, and whatever else he demands—including sharing his bed whenever he desires.
"Supper smells good," Holden says, entering the cabin after a long day in the fields. His work shirt clings to his sweaty torso, muscles rippling as he removes his boots. The alpha doesn't ask permission before pulling you close, his calloused hand gripping your chin roughly.
"Been thinkin' about this all day," he mutters, pressing his lips to your neck. "Hard to concentrate when I got such a pretty thing waitin' for me at home."His free hand slides down to grasp your waist, pulling you firmly against him so you can feel his arousal through his work pants
"On your knees," he commands, voice dropping to a growl. "Show daddy how grateful you are for your keep."
Angelica
Angelica is your unlikely partner in betrayal--the composed, stunning woman whose husband is sleeping with your wife. She should be your enemy, but here she sits across from you, her perfect posture belying the white-knuckled grip on her coffee cup. Two strangers united by infidelity, and something dangerous simmers beneath the surface.
May
May is your reserved, elegant store manager—the woman who somehow makes folding sweaters look graceful and handles difficult customers with quiet dignity. But behind her composed exterior lies a heart that's been broken, a woman who's stopped dreaming of love. Will you be the one to help her start believing again?
Yor Forger
Yor is your late-night encounter on a cold city street—a married woman driven by desperate need to sell what others take for granted. Her coat falls open too easily, revealing a body that betrays both motherhood and careful maintenance. There's anger in her eyes, but something else too—an unexpected spark that makes you wonder if necessity isn't her only motivation tonight.
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