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A Contract Marriage With My Boss
A marriage bound by a contract, and she obliged to accept it. He was her boss, and she was his secretary.She gave him everything he wanted, but her love was neglected, but when she decided to leave, he offered her a contract marriage to make her stay. But, someone occupied his heart, and he couldn't offer anything to her except his talent on the bed.After their marriage, she endured the pain, but scheme after scheme destroyed her tolerance. Finally, she was ready to leave him, but suddenly he refused to let her go.Charles seemed to feel her sorrow, hugged her suddenly, and whispered, 'Sarah, you can trust me. I won't ever be with her. You are different from all those other women. I really want to be with you. If I didn't, then I wouldn't have cut off relationships with all other women. Don't you believe me now?"Sarah sobbed gently, 'If you have accepted that it's over with her, why do you still keep her photo in your wallet? Why do you still miss her? Don't you see how it's hurting me?"Charles stared at her, 'She's just another woman from my past!"The atmosphere between them became suffocating, and Charles said in a low voice, 'Sarah, have I told you that you could leave? Remember, I'm your boss. You are my secretary and my wife!"Angrily, Charles shouted again, 'Sarah, I'm your man!"'Uh? My man?" Sarah laughed and stared at him.Tears began to slip down her cheeks, 'Are you, my man? Mr. President, I am just a mere possession of yours and never become your wife! Set me free, I'm begging you!"
Too Late, Sir: She's Not Begging Anymore
The famous Gregory Sutton of Bircanda City is married! The thing is, not only is his wife ugly and fat, but she's also a country bumpkin! Two years later, Gregory is still cold and distant toward her. He doesn't want to have anything to do with her at all. However, Veronica Walsh keeps holding onto the marriage simply because she loves him. After all, he was the beacon of light in the darkest times of her teenage life. When Gregory's first love, Camelia Sandoval, returns to the country, Gregory forces Veronica to donate blood to Camelia. After the transfusion, he even leaves her with a divorce agreement. That's when Camelia finally gives up on Gregory. She also snaps out of her lovesick trance and drops her signature on the divorce agreement. After that, she leaves the country and starts her life anew. Three years later, the ugly and fat bumpkin makes a glorious return to Bircanda City. Apparently, she's the internationally-renowned top surgeon who everyone admires. The best hacker in the world worships her. The award-winning actor refers to her as his boss. She even has a royal princess backing her up when needed. All the patriarchs of the most elite families in the world rush forth just to claim her as their goddaughter. Needless to say, Veronica shines bright like a diamond and has countless admirers flocking to her. Naturally, Gregory, that scumbag of an ex-husband, regrets divorcing him. In the middle of the night, a certain noble-looking and arrogant man pins Veronica against the wall. He begs pathetically, "Veronica, let's get remarried. Please."
SEDUCING MY BILLIONAIRE BOSS ON MY VIRGIN NIGHT
A DARK, EROTIC BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE. "Ah, oh my God, it's coming again..." I moaned, my head thrown back, my vision blurring. My mouth was open, and I mumbled incoherently, my legs spread wide, facing my boss, Ethan Blackwood. "Using your virginity to seduce me? In exchange for the power I hold, is that it?" "You succeeded." He thrust even more violently into the depths of my soul. In the shudder of orgasm, he rolled me over, making me lie on my back. I gasped, feeling him penetrate me more deeply than ever before. ——— "That night, I caught my fiancé sleeping with my sister. From that moment on, I stopped being a good girl." For seventeen years, Leah Harnes had been blindly loyal to her fiancé, until one day, she caught him in bed with her sister. Heartbroken. Desperate to forget as she watched her beliefs crumbled. So she did something unbelievable: She spent the night with a handsome stranger. However, her entire world came crumbling down when she discovered that the man was her ruthless, powerful boss. Ethan offered her a cruel contract: her body in exchange for his power. However, a man like Ethan would never be gentle. No romance, no caresses. He only knew control, pleasure, and pain. She vowed to hate him. He vowed to possess her. Caught between a treacherous stepmother, a vengeful ex-boyfriend, and Ethan's dark obsession, Leah was caught in a vortex of lies, desire, and revenge. A man like Ethan, who despised being touched, but now, he craves the touch of only one woman—Leah. And he would never let go of the only woman he truly desired. Not in this life, not in the next. ~* One Night Of Revenge Turned Into A Lifetime Of Obsession *~
Mafia Obsession
DARK ROMANCE "Sir, I am in a dire need of loan. Its very important, my friends life is at stake. I assure you I'll try my best to return the loan asap." She breathlessly said it all. Her eyes were filled with hope and expectations. He was her last hope. "Miss Sheharzaad," Shehryaar said, while standing up from his chair causing her to instantly stand up. "Yes sir" she replied, her voice troublesome yet confident. He walked towards the other side of the table and sat on the chair parallel to her. "Keep sitting, please." He said, like a gentleman and she sat down. She tightly held her hands together. A life could be saved by his single yes. "Sir please," she pleaded. "I agree. You can have the loan, but I have a condition." "I agree to your every condition sir" she replied with a little smile of victory on her face. "Think before you speak, Miss Sheharzaad." "I trust you." "I want a one night stand with you." He dropped the bomb. ............ "Every women is nothing but a , a and you're also one of them." He said making her wriggling double against the ropes, which tied her. "You're wrong." She replied with a sheer determination in her eyes. He harshly gripped held her chin and bobbed her head up towards him. "Oh, I'll prove it to you then." He spoke with an immense intensity and a promise in his eyes. "You'll now serve me as my personal escort, Sheharzaad." He declared and threaded his fingers into her silky locks, pasting his lips on hers, her brutally. He didn't trust womankind and she was a strong woman. He wanted shatter and break her into pieces so he could satisfy himself.
You Chose Her, so I Married Better
Having been married for one year, Genevieve Whitfield doesn't expect that she'll get divorced soon, even though the honeymoon phase isn't over yet. Back then, she chose to conceal her identity and marry Zachary Lambert in order to repay him for his benevolence. Little does she know that her repayment is met with cruelty instead. Zachary dotes on his pretentious childhood sweetheart, Regina Sloane, a lot. Genevieve's mother-in-law, Sylvia Jenkins, berates her for not being able to give birth. Even Zachary's younger sister, who's still a teenager, has the gall to push her around. Fine. Whoever wants Zachary can have him. Genevieve doesn't hesitate to hand over the divorce agreement right away. Wait, Zachary doesn't want a divorce? It's fine. Genevieve has an array of methods and brute strength on her side. She can't get a cent out of this divorce? Heck no! She will make sure to obtain every single cent that's rightfully hers! After dumping Zachary, Genevieve's alter egos are stripped one by one by the public. She's a medical genius, a genius artist, as well as a top-tier perfumer. Zachary clutches his chest, clearly regretting his decision. He's willing to present everything he has on a silver platter to her just to beg her to remarry him. But the bastard child, Tristan Hale, of the Lambert family has Genevieve all cornered. She tries to escape from him, only for him to kiss her. With a small smile on his face, he declares, "You're mine."
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