I came to my dream city to fulfill my long dream, while making tangible earnings to cater to my poor family's needs but things crashed for me when I met just this one man- the infamous Charles Donald. He became a thorn in my flesh, seeking revenge on me for stamping on his ego. But what could be more soothing during my hard times when I met the one man I had crushed about all my life and dreamt of spending the rest of my life with? I've seen Davis as my prince charming and imagined myself to be his Cinderella always. I wasn't expecting to meet him In the big city of New York. But our reunion wasn't all great when the grumpy Charles wouldn't let me be after I was done paying him my debt. I find myself caught up between two different men and never expected to have my heart crushed by one when I got to know about a wrenching truth.
Helena POV
"Please hold on, I'm coming. I'll be right there; please tell them to wait. I'll be there in a... oops!" I exclaimed as I fell to the ground, having bumped into someone and spilled the paper cup of coffee I was holding all over him. The person, in turn, pushed me to the floor.
"Hey, you worthless dog! How dare you! Are you blind?" A man standing at 6 feet 3, with a strong build and striking features, bellowed while dusting off his suit. He seemed familiar, but I couldn't quite place where I'd seen him before. Regardless, his rudeness fuelled my determination to give it back.
"Hey, buddy, you're the worthless one here. You had your eyes up while walking. You even pushed me to the floor, but I let it slide."
"Well, I won't, not until you get me another suit and a pair of shoes because the coffee you spilled on me has stained my entire outfit," he said firmly.
As the exchange of words continued, oblivious to our surroundings, I could see the shock in his eyes over my retorts. The unexpected confrontation had escalated quickly, and now the two of us were engaged in a verbal sparring match, neither of us refusing to back down.
Fuelled by a mixture of embarrassment and indignation, I wasn't about to let the man's arrogant demeanor go unchallenged.
"You think I'm getting you anything? You should watch where you're going instead of blaming others for your clumsiness."
The man, seemingly taken aback by my feisty response, retorted, "Clumsiness? I don't spill coffee on people and then have the audacity to play the victim. You owe me a new suit, and I expect you to replace it."
Not one to back down, I stood my ground. "I owe you nothing! If anything, you owe me an apology for pushing me to the floor. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have places to be."
Our heated exchange continued, drawing the attention of onlookers who couldn't help but watch the unfolding drama. My bold and unapologetic demeanor clashed with the man's entitled attitude, creating a scene that neither of us expected when we crossed paths.
In the midst of the verbal jousting, I couldn't shake the feeling that I knew him from somewhere. Despite the chaos, a spark of recognition flickered in my mind, but the focus remained on the escalating confrontation. I attempted to leave, but he stopped me.
"Hey, where are you going, lady?! This suit is ruined because of you," the man persisted.
Undeterred, I shot back.
"Ruined? Your suit was probably more expensive than my entire wardrobe. I'm not your personal dry cleaner. Deal with it yourself."
He narrowed his eyes, clearly irritated. "You're incredibly rude, you know that? I demand compensation for this mess."
Crossing my arms defiantly, I replied, "Demand all you want, but you won't get anything from me. Maybe next time, watch where you're walking instead of expecting the world to cater to your every need."
The man scoffed, "You're impossible. A woman like you should learn some manners."
I chuckled sarcastically, "Oh, so now it's about gender? I don't need your approval or anyone else's. I suggest you find a dry cleaner and leave me alone."
He leaned in, an arrogant smirk on his face. "You can't just walk away from this. I won't let you."
I raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. "What are you going to do, follow me around all day? Good luck with that. I've dealt with worse than you."
Undeterred, he continued the verbal onslaught. "You think you're so clever, don't you? I bet you've never met someone like me."
I felt a mix of annoyance and amusement. "Oh, trust me, I've met plenty like you. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have things to do that don't involve arguing with entitled strangers."
But he wasn't finished. "I won't forget this. You'll regret crossing paths with me."
With indifference, I waved my hand with an eye roll, muttering, "I highly doubt that." I couldn't shake the feeling that this encounter, bizarre as it was, wouldn't be the end of our unexpected clash.
I couldn't help but wonder why he was so determined to engage in this verbal duel. Regardless of his classy appearance, he seemed hellbent on getting under my skin.
"You're not going anywhere until you compensate for my suit!" The man declared, grabbing my arm firmly when I attempted to go again.
My patience wearing thin, I shot back, "Let go of me! I owe you nothing. If you don't release my arm, you'll regret it." I said through gritted teeth.
He sneered, tightening his grip. "You think you can just ruin my suit and walk away? Pay up or face the consequences."
Undeterred, I gave him a mouthful. "Consequences? I don't take threats lightly. I suggest you let go before things get ugly."
Ignoring my warning, he continued, "You'll pay for this one way or another."
Fed up, I jerked my arm away, not intimidated by the two huge bodyguards standing behind him. "Touch me again, and you'll be the one in need of some painkillers."
The man, realizing I wasn't backing down, shouted, "Don't you dare!"
But, fuelled by a mix of anger and determination, I pushed him aside and forced my way through the imposing bodyguards with surprising strength. I sprinted through the mall, weaving through the crowd, not once looking back.
The man, fuming, yelled after me, "You can't escape this!"
My heart pounding, I reached the exit. Unfazed by the threats, I ran out of the mall, leaving behind the chaos I had inadvertently caused. As I disappeared into the bustling streets, I couldn't help but feel a surge of triumph.
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
Anabel found out she was pregnant and dialed her husband's number to share the good news to him. They have been married for two years without a child. Desmond's mother had been accusing her of being barren and unproductive. When the call was picked, she was flabbergasted and broken. She was hearing a loud moan of feminine voice. "Ohh! Yeah! Don't stop fucking me! Fuck me harder baby!" accompanied with sound of skins slapping against the other. She went home to confront her husband and end up receiving a divorce paper. Desmond divorced him for a lady his mother was rooting. Few months later when he found out that his ex-wife is a billionaire heiress and she is pregnant with twins, he went crazy!
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.