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Mr CEO, You're Dumped
Elodie took a deep breath and knocked, the sound echoing in the quiet corridor.A moment of silence passed, broken only by the pounding of her heart.Finally, the door snicked open, revealing a surprised Dashiell. ‘Can’t you see the Do Not Disturb sign? We don’t want—’His initial frown quickly morphed into confusion at the sight of his wife. ‘What are you doing here?’ he demanded.‘Your girlfriend invited me,’ Elodie replied, her voice laced with icy calm.She tried to peer past him, but his broad frame blocked the view.A saccharine voice chimed in from within the room. ‘Elodie? Oh dear, we didn’t mean for you to find out this way. It’s just that—’Elodie cut her short. ‘Oh please, Selene. Spare me the fake apologies. You wouldn’t have sent me all those texts if you didn’t want me to know.’Dashiell shifted uncomfortably, his face a mask of annoyance. ‘What texts?’Elodie stepped past him, taking in the luxurious suite with a sardonic smile.The king-sized bed, the scattered rose petals, the lingering scent of sex – it all painted a vivid picture of their betrayal.She looked up at Dashiell, her gaze unwavering. ‘I want a divorce.’******Dashiell lived a life of luxury, surrounded by the best things money could buy. But when a car accident left him vulnerable, he met Elodie, a seemingly ordinary woman who nursed him back to health. Mistaking her for just another employee, Dashiell entered into a loveless marriage with her solely for convenience.However, fate had a different script in store. Elodie, the ‘ordinary nurse,’ held a secret more precious than any diamond: she was the sole heiress to Northstar, a vast and powerful enterprise. Unaware of her true identity, Dashiell cast her aside when his ex-girlfriend returned, leaving Elodie humiliated.But Elodie was not one to be easily broken. She shed the facade of the meek nurse, reclaiming her rightful inheritance and stepping into the role of Northstar’s CEO. Now, the woman Dashiell discarded was the one holding the reins of power.As Elodie thrives in her new role, Dashiell is consumed by regret. He finally sees Elodie for the extraordinary woman she truly is, realising the depth of his mistake. But will his remorse be enough to win back the heart he so carelessly discarded?
A Contract Marriage With My Boss
A marriage bound by a contract, and she was 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!”
My Dad's Bestfriend
18+, strong mature, and sexual content. Sneak peek: "W-what are you doing?" I asked, my breathing getting heavier as his warm fingers inched towards my bikini bottom. "You called me a coward earlier, remember?" He asked, his other hand wrapped around my throat and lips torturingly brushing over mine "So let's see how much you can handle if I break the boundaries." "I haven't said anything wrong," I breathed out, the collision of the heat of our bodies made the wetness between my thighs build more "Oh really?" He hooked my legs around his waist leaving me surprised I opened my mouth to say something but before any sentence could leave my mouth, sliding past my bikini bottom his fingers were there on my bare clit and the next second they thrust inside the very tight hole of mine leaving me to scream. But everything went silent as he pressed his hot lips upon mine just as I had been wanting since the first day I had ever seen him. **** I always knew the things I felt for Jacob Adriano were wrong in so many ways. He was my dad's best friend, totally out of bounds but I couldn't stop wanting him. And once in the event of my dad's destination wedding, I came across him after years...I lost every one of the boundaries I had and surely I planned to make him lose his ones too. After all Jacob Adriano, the sinfully attractive Italian was not unaware of my obsession with him. But little did know that forbidden relationships always bring havoc and demolition.....
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.
I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis
Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé.Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now—billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn’t mind. I’d crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one?Wrong.One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That’s when it hit me—he didn’t love me. He didn’t even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn’t even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup.So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster—my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise.Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol.Enter him.Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I’d met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes.It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised.But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life.And, as it turned out, the best decision I’d ever made.Because my one-night stand isn’t just some random guy. He’s richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with.And now, he’s not letting me go.
Slave Of The North
Marilyn had no idea that being sold as a Slave girl from the North would change the direction of her whole life totally. Marilyn was just a young teenager growing up in the secluded Island in the Northern Kingdom. Her mother had died when she was six years old and she had spent the most of her life growing up with her very evil stepmother who hated her and usually treated her like a servant. Her father was the only one who loved her but most times, her stepmother and older stepsister, Kate ( her stepmother bore her in her first marriage) would tell various lies against her on how disobedient and stubborn Marilyn was. This was to make her father scold her and the woman successfully made Marilyn's father turn against her too. Marilyn didn't care about the ill treatment she always got from home so she wouldn't mind and still continued being the good girl that she was. Washing the dishes and clothes, kneading the dough and doing all sorts of demanding chores that were expected of her even though they were too much for only her to handle. Unknown to Marilyn, her stepmother was planning to sell her off on a particular evening when she was asked to get medicine from the market for her sick father who was almost on the verge of death. She had to run fast to the market to meet the local doctor who was waiting for her according to what her step mother had told her but she was not going to meet any local doctor to get medicine for her frail father, her stepmother was actually planning to sell her off. The woman had already told the slave trader that a young girl was going to come and meet him that day. Poor Marilyn had no idea that her stepmother was selling her into slavery. The moment she got there, she met a very huge man with muscles, he had a rough face and a scar on his face, she felt that he didn't look like a doctor but he had pretended and had told her he was the one. She tries to run away knowing he was no doctor but he was visibly stronger than she and before she knew it, she was knocked unconscious. *********** When Marilyn was firstly sold, the slave dealer who took her away from her original hometown, the Northern Kingdom sold her with other girls to the Southern Ardenian Kingdom. The girls had always heard of this kingdom and have never had the opportunity to go there. Getting to see the most revered and respected kingdom in their lifetime felt like a blessing and a curse at the same time because most of them in their wildest dreams would have never had the thought of crossing the border of their tiny Island from the North to the Magnificent and Awe inducing Kingdom of Ardenia from the South, except that they were in the land now as a bound soul. Sold as a common slave who is at the bottomless part of the chain in the society. Even a servant of the household had an enviable life compared to what they were now subjected to. They were given a slave sign to mark them so that whenever they escaped, it would be easy to find them. Marilyn had hers on the back of her neck and it had taken the effort of three men before they could successfully put it on her. She had to always let her blonde hair down and also tie a piece of scarf on her neck to cover the sign on it that read ' Slave of the North' in their local Northern dialect.
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