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Olivia Pierce was very lucky to be asked by CEO Charles Lozano to live with him. In a blink of an eye, he also made her his business partner. Why would someone give away everything to a complete stranger and then one fine day propose her for marriage? Was it love at first sight or was there some other motive involved? Find it out right away!
DISCLAIMER – This is a work of fiction. All the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. The story is for entertainment purpose only.
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Coming back from the doctor's clinic, completing the last set of my routine check-up makes me want to take a break from all of this and head out of this city for just a few weeks where I can live how I want and do whatever I would like. Seeing people suffering from all kinds of ailments makes me want to be grateful for life.
I am Olivia Pierce, a sexy wife of a billionaire husband who calls himself the CEO of Lozano Corporation Inc. His company has multiple branches, one of which deals in providing security to big shots of the country that could be owners of big firms, celebrities, politicians, and other famous personalities of the United States or of any other country visiting the US. And the other segments manage various establishments.
My husband, CEO Charles Lozano, was born in a rich family and he took over his dad's business. This is why he is where he is in his early thirties. He has come a long way from what he was to what he has become now. That's what I can say from the things that he has told me, and it was by chance that I met him about three years ago.
Back then I was working at an international museum in Los Angeles in the USA part-time to pay for my college fees, and I would end up working extra hours only to make extra money. So, most of the days I would be there for the whole evening because that was the time most guests came to visit, and I would earn good tips from them because I was told that I was great at providing them with an amazing experience at the museum.
One fine day Mr. Charles Lozano visited during the day. I was lucky enough to be called to work that day in the morning instead of the evening. Since it was Saturday, so I didn't have college, and the girl working in morning shift called in sick to work. I was pissed about having to go to work early that day, but I still managed myself and reached on time.
Later, when I met her the next day, I got to know that she planned to hook up with her boyfriend as his parents were away and had left the house to their son. The thrill on her face was telling me that she had a great time with him yesterday, and I was left feeling sad about being a boring kind of girl.
If I had to sum up the way that I was back then, it would be short and simple – single, disciplined, no boyfriend, and no guy also hitting on me. That was pretty much my life. While all my friends were going out with one boy after the other, I stayed home to either study or read books. I have been a big fan of reading any kind of books.
The genre of the books I read doesn't appeal to me much, but the music that the words produce with the way the author forms sentences isn't just beautiful but also mesmerizing. My friends have called me names for being more interested in books than in boys as almost all the girls in my class either had boyfriends or were dating. Hence, I say my life was very boring in my young adulthood.
While I was at work that day, a man looking like he was in his thirties walked in the museum at a very odd time. From the experience that I used to have over there, which must have been not more than three weeks, I rarely saw a guest walking in at that time. I left the reception desk where I was chatting with the associate and walked up to him to assist him.
As I was walking to him, I couldn't stop staring at him. He was wearing a high branded dark denim that was slightly folded at the bottom, and tan buck shoes on his feet. I liked the dressing sense from the bottom-down, so I gathered the courage to check him out completely and then build an eye contact with him as I was anyway supposed to.
His belt displayed Salvatore Ferragamo logo and that told me he wasn't someone who had just walked in from the lane. He was definitely a well-to-do man for having the ability to afford one of the most expensive brands. I started to walk faster to reach him sooner in the big lobby that the museum had with different paintings displayed in the hallway itself.
When I looked at his body, he was getting hotter, the more I checked him out. He was well-built with his biceps and triceps showing from the navy-blue blazer that he was wearing and beneath that was a light blue shirt. His attire looked very expensive, and then I finally saw his face. Bentley Platinum sunglasses on his eyes surprised me the most, but I did my best not to have such an astonished expression and be cool about it.
Still couldn't believe that I would be interacting with a man like him who is so fine. My smile naturally became broader than my face which must have made me look stupid, but I didn't really care because all I wanted to do was to be at my best in front of him and tell him little stories of the museum in a way that he would give me a good tip.
"Good noon to you, Sir," I greeted him with an expression of being extremely excited to make him feel very welcome in the museum. But despite the fact that I was so cheerful and lively, his bland reply pulled my excitement a little down as he said, "To you too."
I managed to keep up my smile and not let the excitement drain out of my face while I led him to the waiting area, so that he could be welcomed in the museum's signature style with a cooling towel and a drink served by a traditionally dressed person.
Jean and Marie studying at Liberal International School became classmates and shared something more than what just friends would share. They stood their ground of being best friends, but they were on the way to becoming something more. Because their country had certain restrictions that would cause hindrance in letting them stay together in the way that they wanted to, will both of them be able to fight against all odds or will they be forced to surrender all hope?
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
"I stood at the edge of my heart and watched him choose her. In the end, I was not the one he needed. I was simply the one he settled for." - Noelle ~~~~~~~ I thought I was the one he loved. But a few days before our wedding, I saw him in a way I never had before. His eyes softened as he spoke to her. His first love, and the very woman who had left him in pieces. Heartbreak was something I knew too well. And as I watched the love he still held for her in his eyes, I realized what I had to do. I couldn't marry a man who wasn't truly mine. With no means to cancel the wedding and lacking the courage to confront him, I made a desperate choice to leave. I painfully gave his first love my treasured engagement ring thinking it was for the best and the only way to free myself. But when he saw that ring on her finger, the fragile world I had tried to escape began to shatter. His obsession to find me and bring me back ignited a dangerous game of cat and mouse.
Lyric had spent her life being hated. Bullied for her scarred face and hated by everyone-including her own mate-she was always told she was ugly. Her mate only kept her around to gain territory, and the moment he got what he wanted, he rejected her, leaving her broken and alone. Then, she met him. The first man to call her beautiful. The first man to show her what it felt like to be loved. It was only one night, but it changed everything. For Lyric, he was a saint, a savior. For him, she was the only woman that had ever made him cum in bed-a problem he had been battling for years. Lyric thought her life would finally be different, but like everyone else in her life, he lied. And when she found out who he really was, she realized he wasn't just dangerous-he was the kind of man you don't escape from. Lyric wanted to run. She wanted freedom. But she desired to navigate her way and take back her respect, to rise above the ashes. Eventually, she was forced into a dark world she didn't wish to get involved with.
Trigger warning!!! Intended for mature readers who enjoy morally complex, slow-burn, poseesive, forbidden, dark romance that pushes boundaries. ***EXCERPT*** Blood everywhere. Trembling hands. "No!" My eyes blurred. His lifeless eyes stared back at me, his blood pooling at my feet. The man I loved-dead. Killed by the one person I could never escape - my stepbrother. *** Kasmine's life was never hers to begin with. Kester, her stepbrother, controlled and monitored her every move. At first, it was all sweet and brotherly until it began to turn into an obsession. Kester was the Alpha, and his word was law. No close friends. No boyfriends. No freedom. The only consolation Kasmine had was her twenty-first birthday, which was supposed to change everything. She dreamt of finding her mate, escaping the sickening control of Kester, and finally claiming her own life. But fate had other plans for her. On the night of her birthday, not only was she disappointed that she wasn't mated to the love of her life, but she found out that her mate was none other than him - Her tormentor. Her stepbrother. She'd rather die than be mated to a man whom she had known as her big brother all her life. A man who would do just anything to make sure she was his. But when love turns to obsession, and obsession turns to blood, how far can one girl run before she realizes there is nowhere else to run to?
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"
To fund her father's medical bills, Helena stepped in for her half‑sister and wed the city's notorious deaf heir. On their wedding night, as she bared herself, he dismissed her hope with, "This is strictly business." Living beneath the weight of his unpredictable moods, she learned to fear every moment. When everyone bet on her ruin, he became her fiercest protector. But as their contract expired and she gathered her things, tears shimmered in his eyes. "Please… don't leave me."