Two powerful women are carrying evil intentions against a powerful man. But are they forgetting who he is? They should remember, he is the boss of Amphibia Media Company who is known for his glory, power and fame. It is disgusting to him to have enemies who are women but he yet has to deal with it. Despite he is so harsh and rude to his managing editor, she is there to assist him on his demand when he chose to tackle his women enemies in a different and complicated way.
The alluring moonlight night was escaping its stretch while refreshing waft flowing through the horizons enjoyed a weather really pleasing and satisfying.
A luxury looking, cactus gray compact car was running on a sober speed covering the glassy roads. Those roads were lonely ones for not being the regular routes and the car was being managed with absolutely no destination.
At the board, a decent car phone holder was showing the screen where many serious-face gentlemen were interacting with one another. They all were being steered by the one who was steering the car as well.
"I don't care the production costs, I want the quality." Isaac Hayden, the boss of Amphibia Media, was speaking to his production department on a live meeting session. Sometimes he would be conducting those online commercial conferences even during midnight, depending upon the urgency of the topic.
Now, it was past twelve o'clock in night and he had to address the department for certain important things. It was the time when he was enjoying a peaceful long drive.
The meeting ran for half an hour, then he got off to mind the lively and relaxing night environment. This would the best part of his daily routine when he could use his thoughts to plan things better.
Like everyday, he spent over one hour in gym after closing the office and had taken himself out on those serene, lonely night roads, far away from the traffic of New York city.
After each hectic office day, he would like to increase his blood flow by daily night pleasure programme. And it would vary from date to date.
Some day it would be a lonely long drive, the other day it can be sitting in lawns with coffee and cegrett.
Sometimes it would be a resting, lucent walk along the beach, the other day it would be about enjoying a bonfire with a few friends or just lengthy meetings to plan strategies with his spy ring.
He would also like to be entertained with watching movies, reading, sports, wild safari, getting body message from the iron pumpers, or just taking his sister to shopping. His to-do list was a never ending one.
He could go swimming in sea, have boxing sessions with professionals, play the role of interviewer for his news portals, or anything extraordinary.
But the passion for which he breathed was to achieve new heights in business field. He didn't want to stop despite of attaining massive successes as young entrepreneur.
He was handsome, strong, passionate, intelligent, successful billionaire from New York and known far and wide. His social media accounts had millions of fan. Women would be ready to die any moment for his hot look. Men would be inspired from his extraordinary professional growth.
"Damn restful! No chumps on my table with headaches!" He was feeling such very types of notionswith a freakish smile on his compact lips surroundedby a well trimmed style beard.
Gentle breeze had allowed him to open all windows of the car and take long drive delight to the fullest. Roads were already deserted because he had journeyed almost far off the central areas. Street lights standing in rows seemed mesmerising from the front window.
He was driving very calmly, definitely because it was being his mental health session. There was a constant thought on his mind as how toovercome his rivals. Few media companies had started copying his conceptions; he had to tackle that issue.
He was famefully responsible for promoting social, political and public issues through his various digital and print news programmes. Pompous things and celebrity gossips were strictly abandoned from his publishing house.
Even while enjoying his own company, he was considering how his new launchings of digital products should do in the market.
Many competitors were spending money to hire high officials and celebrities to strengthen their market stand. For his name, he was just enough.Locals were crazy for his look and simplicity, in a way, his personality alone was his brand.
"Gosh! Isaac Hayden doesn't care of pseudo worms, he just wants to lead!" The essence of strong will and self confidence would ever make him worryless about opponents.
His tranquilizer moment was being awesome; suddenly an adverse blow hit everything disturbing his peace!
"Fucking blind!" In a flash he had shouted loathsomely. That unnecessarily done accident by a speedily dancing car on his left made him extremely enraged. He clearly perceived that the car was being totally careless which must be counted as a public crime!
The indifference of the car driver towards the victim made him even more frustrated. After hitting a pedestrian, that ill mannered driver didn't stop to find whether the person was alive or dead. It just got disappeared in the dark of night maintaining same bouncing speed.
He stopped and came near to see that delicate female figure. Dressed in a white midi wearing a Nike Hayward backpack, it was a young girl looking seriously wounded.
Blood was running from her head and extending to the rest of her body. She was not able to open her eyes or say anything because of too much pain.
She was moaning due to the injuries, her body laid flat with some blood on the ground.
He saw her sleeveless pinkish white arms badly bruised against the ground, it had caused the blood to feature on her skin surface.
Her knee length midi was turned upward, one of her beautifully shaped thighs showed a large cut; some edged part of the car might have slashed it.
He didn't have to watch her for longer time and at once realised what she needed. Without waiting for a second, he took her into his car. He even picked her backpack. Possibly her identity would be traced through it.Then he drove to the hospital with enough speed knowing it would be a long distance to find a good one around.
He didn't call ambulance service; he knew calling and waiting for them could be dangerous for that injured girl.
Who could knew it better than him how those public authorities were just lazy buffoons. They would take such matter just like some casual part of social aspects until it is related to their own families.
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.
"I, Riccardo Saviano, future Alpha of the Grey Shadow Moon Pack, reject you, Artemisia Guerrieri, Daughter of Alpha Franco of the Blood Moon Pack, as my mate and future Luna." One single sentence. One stupid single sentence was all it took to disintegrate my life. And the day of my birthday, on which this sentence was audaciously uttered to me, I lost the love of my life, my future mate, and my wolf, all at once. As I'm still assembling the pieces of my shattered heart years later, there they come. Like lightning out of a crystal blue sky. My Mates. But wait... If I am mated to triplets, how come I'm about to be mated to 5 gorgeous men? *** TW: explicit and foul language; spicy content; explicit sex scenes ***
Eliana was framed by her best friend and her fiance into sleeping with a boy toy in the club and getting impregnated by him. Five years after she had given birth to twins, she returned home and worked under the Moran Group, where she met the CEO-- Maurice. Maurice was a brilliant businessman who did his job well. But in order to stay under the radar, he lived a double life. One as Maurice, and one as Preston. Fate brought the two together again, roping them in on an exciting love story. It all became more complicated when Eliana faced Preston, the man she had slept with before, once again. Now that she was being pursued by two men, how could she ever choose? When would Eliana uncover the secret of Maurice's identity? When was Maurice going to know that he already had two children of his own? How would Eliana face this man when the truth came to light one day? Come and find out.