Mia Patel, a strikingly beautiful and charismatic young woman, becomes the object of desire for two powerful men. Caught in a passionate romance with her charming billionaire boss, Harry Bailey, Mia's life takes an unexpected turn when an accident involving the influential businessman, Alex Young, forces her into becoming his personal assistant. As the lines between duty and desire blur, Mia becomes confused with her feelings for both men while . Mia must find her own path to true love.
Angry boss
"Mia Patel, have you lost your senses?" thundered the voice of an angry Harry Bailey as he glared at his employee. Mia, taken aback, faltered, "Why, sir!?" But before she could finish her sentence, Mr. Bailey cut her off sharply, "Don't you question me!" His voice roared throughout the office, leaving no room for further argument. "You know very well that, more than anyone else, you've given me no peace since you started working here. You are a big pain in the neck and can't seem to do anything right!"
As the weight of his words settled in, Harry paused and leaned closer to Mia, causing her to shrink back. He stood up abruptly and declared, "You have done well today. You may go home," before striding out of his office in a most commanding manner.
Mia stood frozen, attempting to process what had just transpired. She gathered her belongings, her eyes welling up with tears, and hurriedly left his office. The tears threatened to spill over as she made her way home, feeling utterly defeated.
In an attempt to wash away the pain, Mia decided to take a shower. Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, she caught a glimpse of her reflection – a face framed with damp red hair. Her thoughts drifted, and her fingers slowly untied the black ribbon holding her hair in place. As she brushed her hair, she couldn't help but notice some of her distinctive features that made people drawn to her. Her hair flowed like molten lava over her shoulders, complementing her saccharine sweet lips, which appeared soft and inviting. Mia's perfectly symmetrical nose enhanced her already soothing face. With her shapely figure, glossy skin, and a voice that could rival that of an angel, she had earned nicknames like "red moon princess" and "sassie-lassie." Yet, despite her beauty, she never bragged or boasted, always approaching others with kindness and humility. Despite the fact that people were drawn to her, she still remained a typical introvert, Vanessa was the only one who could understand her and became her one and only friend.
Back in her room, lying on her bed, Mia pondered what might have led Harry to act so aggressively towards her. Confusion and hurt filled her thoughts as she desperately tried to understand what conspired behind his behavior. In the midst of her contemplation, a knock on the door startled her, snapping her out of her reverie. She opened the door to find her aunt Emily, a woman in her forties who had cared for Mia since she was a child.
"Mia, my dear, is everything alright?" Aunt Emily asked, concern evident in her voice. Mia mustered a smile and replied, "No, Aunt, I was just feeling tired and dirty, so I came back home to freshen up. There's no need to worry." Aunt Emily, still worried, insisted, "If anything is troubling you, please don't hesitate to tell me." Mia nodded appreciatively and retreated to her room.
As her aunt left, Mia's mind turned to her parents, bringing forth a sudden wave of melancholy. Her parents had passed away in a plane crash when she was just an infant, leaving her with only pictures and stories from her aunt to imagine their faces.
Overcome with emotion, Mia stumbled to her bedside where she retrieved a small wooden box, a treasure chest of memories. She slowly opened it, revealing a necklace her mother had left behind. This heirloom had been passed down through generations, reminding Mia of her heritage and the strength she carried within. Mia scolded herself for not being upfront with her aunt about what had happened at work, as honesty was a virtue she held dear. However, she couldn't bear burdening her aunt with her troubles. The necklace always gives her strength and attracts good luck, it was her lucky charm, she knew and believed in it. she always put it on but because she was hasty in her preparation for work she forgot to wear it. Maybe that's why her boss was so angry, Mia thought as she got up, no longer feeling moody, she grab the necklace and put it on no l
Driven by determination, Mia grabbed her jacket and returned to the supermarket, determined to confront Harry and seek clarity. As she entered the bustling store, she searched every corner, hoping to catch a glimpse of him. Despite her previous experience working there, she felt nervous, as if it were her first day on the job. She muttered to herself, "This might just be my last time here."
With her heart pounding, Mia scanned the aisles, searching for Harry amidst the customers. Finally, she decided to check his office. Her hands trembled, anxiety coursing through her veins as she approached the closed door. Summoning every ounce of courage, she took a deep breath and turned the knob.
Inside, Harry, a strikingly handsome man in his late twenties, was dressed in an expensive tuxedo, exuding confidence and charm. He seemed engrossed in a phone call, but as if sensing Mia's presence, he abruptly ended the call. When Mia began to approach him, he fixed her with a glare that emanated both anger and intimidation. She instinctively lowered her gaze until she felt close enough to speak.
"Mia," Harry's voice cut through the tense atmosphere.Tension filled the atmosphere as Mia braced herself for whatever decision Harry would make. With a hint of aggression in his voice, he asked, "What are you doing here, Mia?" Mia struggled to comprehend his words, as he repeated the question with growing impatience. Stammering, she managed to reply, "I... work here." Harry's reaction was unexpected; his face contorted into a strange expression as he let out an odd, throaty laugh. Leaning in closer, Mia instinctively moved backwards, almost losing her footing, but steadied herself. In a low voice, Harry delivered the devastating news, "You are fired, Mia." The weight of his words echoed in her mind, and she whispered to herself, "So this is how I lost my job." She turned to face Harry, only to find him steadily retreating.
Angela, a powerful and hardworking werewolf who had suffered terrible heartbreak and shame. Her mate, the one she was meant for, rejected her, leaving her humiliated. The agony of his rejection caused the collapse of her family, as she couldn't bring herself to forgive him for what he did. Desperate to escape the grief and disorder, Angela left her pack and moved to the human city to start anew. There, she began to rebuild her life, finding a small sense of peace and direction. But just as things were settling down, fate had other plans for her.
Sarah had planned her life to follow in the footsteps of her father and become a well known renowned journalist. She was on the verge of completing her journalism course when her father had to marry her off in an arranged marriage to the son of a powerful mayor, Andrew. A closed door agreement to save his company.
Sarah thought her marriage was her chance at happiness after a lifetime of hardship. She believed Jake, her husband, loved her, but dark secrets emerge, exposing that she is only a stand-in for Isabel, his brother's wife. Isabel, a woman who took over Sarah's life and stole her chance at gratitude, controls Sarah's world with manipulation and cruelty. As Sarah's pregnancy and plans to escape unravel, she discovers a way out with the surprising return of a man thought lost forever. But can she escape the cage they've built around her, or is it too late?
The last thing Amelia wanted after her breakup was drama that put her on her toes, but that wasn't going to happen anytime soon with Billionaire playboy Alexander Sinclair on her heels. Alexander Sinclair had a bad habit, he just couldn't take no for an answer no matter what it was. So when he had made a drastic move to ask Amelia out on a date in an interview when the entire world was watching and she outrightly disregarded him, he saw that as a challenge. No one had ever rejected him before until her. So the chase began.
Sophia, who everyone thought was a human was mated to the next to be Alpha of the Crescent moon park, Abel. Abel hated the fact that he was mated to a human and a human would become his luna. Abel wanted a strong mate that would become a luna, he wanted to become the strongest alpha that the Crest moon pack have ever had and he wanted a strong luna by his side. Sophia had overheard Abel talking to his friends about how he didn't like her and wanted to reject her. Sophia was heart broken, she had tried so hard for Abel to accept her. As Abel rejected her as his Luna Sophia could not hold the pain, so far nobody wanted her, she had caused so much pain to her adopted family, people insulted them cause they adopted her. Sophia ran out the pack in tears, she was eager to end her life, eager to free everyone from her weak self. Abel wants her gone, he wants her dead, maybe it was her time to finally go. Sophia ran to the mountains with tears and a broken heart she jumped down the cliff into the water.
Synopsis Onika Orion, a self-made publicist and artist, is stunned when Nathan McAlison, the billionaire who broke her heart seven years ago, reappears in her life. Nathan, under pressure from his company's board to marry or lose his job, turns to Onika for help. Onika is deeply wounded by their past, and she is determined to hold him accountable for the awful agony he caused. Nathan's unexpected proposal throws Onika into a flurry of emotions and decisions. She initially sees it as an opportunity for vengeance, but as she spends more time with Nathan, old emotions surface, testing her resolve. To make matters worse, Nathan's manipulative mother, Willow, and his deceitful fiancée, Gina, intend to destroy Onika's future. As Onika navigates these perilous waters, she discovers an unexpected friend in Kent Leonard, Nathan's business adversary with his own grudge. Kent's reasons, however, become increasingly questionable as his obsession with Onika grows. The tension builds to a climax as Onika learns the truth about Nathan's past and Kent's deception. A series of dramatic encounters occur, culminating in a final clash that puts everyone's life in danger. In a thrilling climax, Onika must choose whether to forgive Nathan and pursue a future with him, or to allow her need for vengeance consume them both. Contract Marriage with My Billionaire Ex is a thrilling story of love, retribution, and redemption, complete with twists, betrayals, and an unlikely romance.
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
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.
For two years Caitlin quietly wore Isaac's ring, trying to melt the frost from his heart-until his first love returned, pregnant. Devastated and hiding her own pregnancy, Caitlin presented divorce papers. Isaac ripped them apart with a sneer, "Tired of your games already?" Later, Caitlin stormed back into the spotlight-a billionaire designer with endless admirers. Desperate, Isaac pinned her to the wall, pleading, "Honey, give me one more chance."
Natalie used to think she could melt Connor’s icy heart, but she was sorely mistaken. When at last she decided to leave, she discovered that she was pregnant. Even so, she chose to quietly leave his world, prompting Connor to mobilize all of his resources and expand his business to a global scale—all in a bid to find her. But there was no trace of Natalie. Connor slowly spiraled into madness, turning the city upside down and leaving chaos in his wake. Natalie finally surfaced years later, with wealth and power of her own, only to find herself entangled with Connor once again.
"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."