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Emila was a sweet and caring lady, who did her best to make people smile. Even though, she herself wasn't happy, she tried to portray a happy façade for the world. Emila lived with her step-father, who didn't love her at all, and only kept her around as a personal maid whom he didn't have to pay a single penny to get things done around the house. Her step-father, finally tired of her, arranges for Emila to be married to the eldest son of his business partner, Arthur Smith, in order to pay off a debt to him. Jacob Smith had no interest in settling down with one woman. He was perfectly content with his Casanova ways, but when his father orders him to marry Emila he's left with little option to refuse, only because his father tells Jacob that he is giving Emila to him as a present for his twenty-eighth birthday. Will Jacob fall in love with Emila, or will she forever suffer from unhappiness?
"Emila!! Get down here, right now," my step-father shouted, anger lacing his voice.
I dashed down the stairs, not wanting to upset him by making him wait for me. Bad things happened when he got upset.
"Yes, father?" I asked, breathless from the sudden running.
"What the bloody hell took you so long, I've been calling your name for the last ten minutes," he shouted.
"I'm sorry, father, I'll try my best not to make you wait again," I murmured softly, lowering my gaze.
"You better not," he glowered before continuing, "Anyways, go change into something presentable, I have guests coming over in half an hour, and make sure to make tea and snacks, and there is no room for mistakes," he ordered before dismissing me by turning his head back to the TV.
I nodded silently and went in the kitchen to prepare tea and snacks for my father's guests. Then hurried over to my room to change into some presentable clothes. I sprinted back down to the kitchen to begin setting up the trays for the guests. I wanted everything to be perfect for the guests, as I didn't want my step-father to punish me.
The door bell rang. I was about to go and open the door but my father beat me to it and invited the guests inside, directing them in the living room.
I went back to the kitchen to make sure everything was ready for the guests. Placing everything on the trays, I walked to living room just as my step-father called my name.
Before placing the trays on the table I swept my gaze over to the guests that had just arrived.
There were five people in total, four men and one woman. The woman looked to be in her late forties with shiny, golden hair and soft blue eyes. Her skin was fair and her nose straight, her lips curved in a beautiful smile.
The men on the other hand exuded power and authority. The man sitting next to the woman looked to be in his early fifties. He had black hair with streaks of gray in it. His face was chiseled with hard green eyes, a proud nose and thin lips.
I glanced to my left to see the other three men sitting on the couch. All three of them had an air of danger surrounding them. The man sitting on the extreme left looked to be in his late twenties with sharp blue eyes and thick black hair. He had a proud nose and plump lips. The man sitting next to him had blue eyes and golden hair with the same proud nose and full lips as the man next to him. The last of the three men had green eyes and dark hair; his nose was a little crooked but he shared the same full lips as the other two. All three of them were the definition of handsome and sexy.
"Emila, sit down and meet the guests,"my father told me. I did as he said and sat on a love seat.
"Hello," I muttered softly.
"This is Arthur Smith," my father gestured to the older man, "and that's his wife, Marie," he gestured to the woman, "and these are their three sons, Jacob, Joshua and Jeremy." he gestured to each guy individually as he introduced them. I was highly intimidated by every single person and didn't want to talk to them.
"Your father and I have been business partners for nearly six years," Mr. Smith spoke, his voice deep, "And I can say that I'm glad that I decided to do business with him." he smiled.
"Yes and now I'm glad that we would finally become more than just business partners and friends." my eyebrows furrowed at hearing my step-father say that they would be becoming more than friends. How would they do that?
"I think Emila doesn't understand what you mean, Steve; why don't you tell her," Mr. Smith said to my father who nodded with a smile on his face.
"I'll be glad to; Emila, Arthur and I have agreed to marry you and Jacob within a week," my step-father informed me.
My heart stopped at hearing what my father just told me. How could he do this? How could my step-father arrange my marriage without asking me? Without telling me? Did I mean nothing to him?
Of course you mean nothing to him, Emila; you never did.
Despite not wanting to, I forced a smile, not letting anyone know that I was upset over the news.
"Well Arthur, you're going to have dinner with us, Emila is a very good cook." this was the first time my father had complimented me. His words should've make me happy, but all they did was have tears prick my eyes. I knew my step-father only complimented me to protect his own reputation and image.
"Of course we'll have dinner," Mr. Smith said with a smile.
The tears refused to stay confined in my eyes. Before a single tear could fall, I stood up.
"I better go make dinner," I murmured softly, wasting no time in scurrying out of the living room and into the kitchen, finally letting the tears fall.
What had my step-father gotten me into?
"I ran. Ran as fast as my legs could go. Away. Away from him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hailey Pritchett loved her job as the secretary of Henry Caldwell, the CEO of the Caldwell Industries. She was a woman who liked safety, and stayed far away from danger. However, the company is bought by a ruthless businessman who is known as the Sniper. Theodore Benson is a ruthless billionaire, and is known as the Sniper in the business world. Because he kills his opponents without letting them know. He bows down to no one, and when he wants something, he does everything - whether legal or not - to possess it. When Hailey and Theodore aka the Sniper, come face to face, Hailey knows that Theodore is dangerous. So Hailey does what she does best in the face of danger. She runs. But will Theodore let her get away? Theodore wants Hailey Pritchett, and won't stop until he has her - in every possible way. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
Elisa watched as the most important people in her life showered the evil imposter-The fake heiress, with love. Elisa, the lost daughter of one of the most wealthiest family was found 18 years later and was brought back to her rightful home. However, someone had already taken her place. A fake heiress, the pampered little princess. Her coy acting and innocent façade made Elisa's real mother love her more than Elisa, her real daughter. That made Elisa, though, the true daughter end up as an adopted child. "Elisa, could you try not to appear in front of her too much as it could trigger her insecurities." Her parents had told her because of the fake heiress. "Elisa, You've taken everything away from her. Why can't you give her a little more?" Her fiancé had ordered her. Because of an unfortunate accident plotted by Isabelle-The fake heiress, Elisa was sent to prison and her family cut ties with her without a second thought. Four years, after much torture which led to her being crippled and blind on one eye, she was released, but got hit by a truck. While laying on the pool of her blood, she wanted to question, Why? Why had they all treated her so cruelly, while they love Isabelle unconditionally? She badly wanted to rip off Isabelle's mask of innocence, to reveal the fake, manipulative woman beneath. She was full of hatred. But after her death, she woke up back to when she was 18 years like all that happened were all nightmare. She was elated. She was reborn to re-live all that had happened in her last life, but now, her mission was to reveal mask beneath that woman and make everyone that made her suffer in her past life pay. It was her time for revenge! And definitely, she won't mess this up!
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
Life was perfect until she met her boyfriend's big brother. There was a forbidden law in the Night Shade Pack that if the head Alpha rejected his mate, he would be stripped of his position. Sophia's life would get connected with the law. She was an Omega who was dating the head Alpha's younger brother. Bryan Morrison, the head Alpha, was not only a cold-blooded man but also a charming business tycoon. His name was enough to cause other packs to tremble. He was known as a ruthless man. What if, by some twist of destiny, Sophia's path were to intertwine with his?