This is not a romance novel. Different women and their stories of giving in to their desires whatever the consequences may be. Chapter I, Part-time Lover: Arissa found pleasure in the arms of her boss after being neglected by her fiance.
CHAPTER ONE: PART-TIME LOVER
EPISODE 1
ARISSA used to work as a staff in a five-star hotel. She was in charge of housekeeping, but she would sometimes fill in as the receptionist. That was where she met Froilan, her fiancé, who was working as the assistant chef.
And after almost two years of dating, they decided to get married. But Froilan wanted her to stop working. He wanted her to get pregnant after the wedding, so she had to resign to take care of their future home. Froilan got them a decent house inside an exclusive village. It was peaceful. Arissa liked the environment very much.
Sadly, she was alone most of the time as she was too shy to make friends with her neighbors. She did not want to tell Froilan. She was scared he might get the wrong idea that she was not satisfied with what he could offer.
She was new to the neighborhood. Maybe Arissa should give herself a little more time. And Froilan, too. Ever since he got promoted, he got busier and rarely got time to spend with her. He said he was doing it for their future. Once he had saved up, he would quit his job and start his own restaurant. But for now, they had to sacrifice. And part of that was not having enough time to be intimate with each other anymore.
If she was, to be honest to herself, it made her frustrated.
But Arissa found a way to be productive without going far from home. She found a part-time job as an on-call housekeeper for a doctor living in a big, fancy house. His only company was Nancy, the cook. He was a widower, and he used to practice in the US. But he came home. He could not ask for more wealth, and his two children were all stable.
His name was Dr. Gary Rodriguez. He was charismatic and even looked younger for a fifty-year-old man. He was twenty-five years senior to Arissa. He was tall, masculine, and oozing with sex appeal.
Arissa never thought that someone could make her blush other than Froilan. But she was not just imagining it, was she? She could feel Dr. Rodriguez's gaze through her skin. It was not making her uncomfortable. In fact, she felt overwhelmed and desired.
He was not the only old man who gave that look to her. There were businessmen and politicians checking in, but she was not interested in them. They disgusted her. But Dr. Rodriguez was different. He was not old to her.
"Are you married, Arissa?" he asked when she thought the interview was over.
They were sitting face to face in the living room. Gary was wearing plain clothes, but he looked expensive and sexy nevertheless.
"H-hmm?" She flinched in her seat. "N-no, sir. But I am getting married. I'm engaged."
He nodded.
"What a lucky man. I mean, look at you."
Arissa smiled shyly. How could simple compliments make her knees weak? It was not like she had not heard it before. But when Dr. Rodriguez said it, it felt different. It made her believe that she was really an attractive woman.
"T-thank you, Doc."
Gray glanced at his luxury watch.
"You know I would love to chat with you all day, but I still have an appointment. I hope you have a great time working here."
Arissa blinked.
"What do you mean? Am I hired? Just like that?" she asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, why not?" Gary chuckled. "You are an experienced, hardworking young lady. I don't have any reason not to entrust my house to you. If you ever need anything, just tell Nancy, okay?"
"O-okay."
They both stood up.
"Thank you so much, Dr. Rodriguez! I promise to do my best!" she said gratefully.
"I know you would." He offered his hand. "I would appreciate it if you just call me 'Gary.'"
"B-but you're my boss."
"And that's an order."
Arissa hesitated, but she took Gary's hand nevertheless. Her heart skipped a beat when he squeezed it.
What was this happening to her?
And she thought Gary would let go of her hand at once, but he brought it to his lips and kissed her knuckles. Arissa swore tiny bolts of electricity crept through her senses, making her swoon as he caught her eyes.
"I'll see you around, Arissa."
Arissa could only bite her lip when Gary finally left. Her heart was pounding hard in her chest.
THAT week, Arissa cleaned one of the guestrooms.
She became friends with Nancy, who was also longing for a companion. Cleaning would only take a couple of hours, but Arissa stayed to eat and chat with Nancy because she loved to hear her stories, especially when it's about Gary and how he raised his children when his wife died in a plane crash while on vacation.
Nancy said that after he lost her, he never became interested in women again. But Arissa wanted to contradict Nancy and ask her what the look Gary gave her when they first met was. She did not want Nancy to think that she was delusional, of course, so she kept it to herself.
"I made a new friend. Her name is Nancy, and she was the cook at Ga-Dr. Rodriguez's house," she told Froilan when he was home.
"I'm glad to hear that," he replied in an exhausted tone.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes, of course. You know how the kitchen was always busy. I'm sorry I can't join you for dinner. I'm so tired." Froilan exhaled.
"I understand," Arissa said in an uncheerful tone.
"I'll make it up to you next time, okay?" He gave her a quick kiss on the lips, but it felt bland.
She chose to stay quiet and watched Froilan enter their room.
With a sigh, Arissa sat at the dining table and ate dinner alone. She should not be upset with Froilan, should she? He was doing everything for their future. She must understand.
COMPLETE. Gretel has a long list of reasons to despise arrogant and wealthy Javier del Mundo. First, he was proud. Second, he was not her dream man. Third, she was attracted to him. Javier was mysterious, and he seemed to hide a lot of secrets. Gretel had no business with him at all. But when her brother got involved in a robbery in Javier's mansion, she offered herself to him as a sacrifice while proving that her brother was innocent. Will Gretel finally uncover Javier's secrets, or did she just put her life in danger?
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?
Maia grew up a pampered heiress-until the real daughter returned and framed her, sending Maia to prison with help from her fiancé and family. Four years later, free and married to Chris, a notorious outcast, everyone assumed Maia was finished. They soon discovered she was secretly a famed jeweler, elite hacker, celebrity chef, and top game designer. As her former family begged for help, Chris smiled calmly. "Honey, let's go home." Only then did Maia realize her "useless" husband was a legendary tycoon who'd adored her from the start.
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Julia and Evan were the perfect couple-or so she thought. But everything changed when Evan abruptly ended their relationship, leaving her heartbroken and unable to tell him she was carrying his child. Years later, Julia has built a life for herself and her son, Andy, while Evan has risen to unimaginable wealth and success. Their paths cross again at a chance meeting, but Julia soon discovers Evan has moved on with someone else. Julia is done with the pain. She's fought battles alone, raising a son who deserves the truth about his father, even if Evan doesn't deserve her forgiveness. When Julia told Evan years ago she had something to say, he didn't listen. Now, it's time for him to listen. But is it too late to reclaim what he lost? "We should break up," he'd said, the words cutting through her like glass. The pregnancy test in her pocket stayed hidden, just like the child they would never share. Now, it's Evan's turn to hear the truth-and to face his deepest regret.