Cassandra Cortez, a well known Psychologist and Counselor is hired by Ellie Santiago, the future bride to a very ruthless Mafia, Don Roderigo De Alva to counsel her on her upcoming wedding with Roderigo. After she had found out that she was going to meet Don Roderigo De Alva, she took an oath that she would make sure his marriage plans never works out and what baffled her most is the fact that his future bride is only but eighteen years. She also swore to expose his real identity to the world. Don Roderigo De Alva, the number one most ruthless and deadliest Mafia in the whole continent of Europe, but to the world, he's the sweetheart of all, a wealthy Philanthropist and a multi-billonaire who has received countless awards of building orphanages and schools for the poor, and setting up rehabilitation foundations for the younger ones. He makes the world believe he has a very good heart, but Cassandra Cortez would never buy into it. Seeing her in his family house, fuels up emotions he has been trying so hard to let go of, that of hatred, pure loathe mixed with lust, desires and erotic passion. Cassandra's plan of disrupting their marriage got accomplished, but Roderigo knowing she has a hand in it, won't let her go Scot free. She either chooses to talk some sense into Ellie Santiago or she stands in as his bride, her plans of running away gets thwarted. Don Roderigo won't ever think of being left at the altar, he thought about his reputation and what the media would say, he would do anything even if it means getting Cassandra Cortez kidnapped and forced into the marriage with an evidence of a signed contract.
I flipped through my appointment book looking for my next client who I was meant to visit and check on, it did take me a while to look for it and finally saw it laying on the floor next to my refuse bin.
A loud sigh emitted from my throat, I remembered the party Melchora, my childhood close friend had forced me to go to, I wasn't a party type, not also a social freak but being a psychologist and a counsellor had made me indulge in one social activity and the other.
I brought my palms to my forehead, "goshhh", I hissed. I was having a hangover from yesterday night, my head was hurting as fuck.
I walked towards my door, opened it and slammed it shut, heading to my kitchen to make a black coffee.
Black coffee isn't my favorite, and I sucked in making it, but being friends with Melchora meant having more hangovers like though you opted in for it.
Even when we didn't go to parties, it was a Saturday ritual we performed every night to drink and get drunk, just to avoid depression, I had solely marked Saturdays off from my working days and no money whatsoever could make me to change my mind.
I have everything I want, from an estate to fleets of cars, I had securities, I always wear the latest Fenty products, that's my favorite clothing line, the CEO was just so good at what she does.
Everything life has to offer, I have all of it, "crazy bitch, you fucking forget you don't have love", I remembered Melchora's words as it kept reverberating in my head.
I don't even know why I remembered those stupid, silly words of hers. I knew within me that I really don't need love, I had given love so much over the past few years, that I had forgotten to check up on myself, I forgot what it was to love myself.
Now, just for you to know, being a psychologist, counsellor and finally a best selling international writer is not what I achieved in one day, neither was it love that made me to keep pushing and fighting to be where I am today.
In the next three or four months to come, thereabouts, I ain't even sure of my birthday month. I laughed over it in my head, knowing for sure that Lucy has that in mind, but I am so sure that I would clock twenty-eight before the year runs out.
I was not happy that my parents are not alive, but situations has made me accept it all, and I can't help it, but sometimes I am so happy that they ain't with me, if not they would have made a reminder of my unmarried state like a mantra in my head.
I stood in front of the kitchen door as I rested my head on it, my head really hurts so much, I wonder if I would be able to make it to the electric kettle.
Saturdays and Sundays are the days I have my workers the privilege not to work, within me I know I'm a very good and soft natured lady, because not all house owners would give their workers not even a day off from work.
Looking at my situation right now, I feel so bad for letting them to stay two days off from work, I ain't felling so good at all, I slumped down to the marble tiled floor of my pavement which led to my kitchen.
I had to regain some energy and little strength which would take me to the other end of the kitchen, I stayed on the floor cradling my head in my both palms, after twelve minutes, I felt like the pain had subsidized a little bit, I got up and walked into the kitchen.
I brought out a satchel of black coffee from it's bag and dropped it into my glass cup, I plugged the electric kettle to the socket for it to boil, after which I added the hot water into the cup and allowed it to stir for a few short minutes.
When it had cooled down very well, I brought it to my lips, used my other hands and closed it over my nose, I hated the smell of black coffee, it always made me feel like throwing up and I really did not think I had such time to waste, cleaning myself over and over again.
I took it all in one gulp and sat back on the kitchen counter, I shut my eyes trying to cool and calm my thoughts.
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I woke up to see myself sprawled on the floor beside the kitchen counter, I felt better than I was when I woke up in the morning, the coffee had really made me feel better and also made me sleep like though I was born for that.
I dragged myself up from the floor as my legs came in contact with the glass cup which I had earlier used to drink my coffee, I bent down picked it up and dropped it in the washing sink after which I left for my room.
I needed a long shower, I could perceive the odour oozing from my armpits, from the vigorous dancing which Melchora Adams had made me do, and the saliva in my mouth tasted different and smelt different.
I perceived the foul odour when I sneezed, I used my hands to cover mouth, only for me to bring it up to my nose, "yuckkk!!!!", I cursed.
There was no need to remove the robe, I wore only my lacy pant to sleep, that's why I woke up this morning felling so chilly and cold.
I walked gingerly to the bathroom and slid into the jacuzzi tub, I took a very long bath and also washed my hair thoroughly.
I never used my hair to fool around, it was one particular thing in my body that I loved and cherished so much, I had a very small frame of body, back then when I was in highschool, I was called "Là pètîté", because I was the smallest in the class.
I have a silvery hair, which some people always mistook it for being dyed, sometimes it always turned into an argument, and I'm like, "if you are fucking sick about my hair, you should go fuck yourself", I had rather thought them jealous of my hair.
After scrubbing thoroughly and rinsing the bubbles off my body, I slid out of the jacuzzi, picked up a towel and headed out of the bathroom.
I dried myself off the water and went to my drawer to pick my hand drier which I used to dry my hair. It wasn't a hard task for me, as my hair is very soft but also thick, and lastly, yeah, it was fucking long, I always made sure I trimmed them once every two months.
I let the towel slid off my body as I picked up my robe and put it on. I went to my baby drawer, yeah I call it my baby drawer, cause that's where I keep all my cosmetics, lotions and the rest, lastly my face wipes.
I took my body cream which I rubbed, I was going to go downstairs to take some refreshing air, and the cream helped to protect my skin against sunburns, I also took my sun shades out from my Louis Vuitton bag.
I packed my hair up, since it was so sunny and my hair always made it so easy for heat to start clustering on my skin due to its thick nature.
I was about to walk through the door, when my phone rang. God, I had almost forgotten my phone.
I walked to the headrest of my bed, it was from Ellie Santiago, my eighteen years old female client.
BOOK TWO - His Immense Desires Rashid Zadir, a billionaire CEO and the heir to the throne of Al Zayed, the ever ruthless and possessive Prince. He knows what belongs to him, and yes... Janelle Parker belongs to him. Rashid would make sure he doesn't only take her as his, but break religion to make sure, she sticks to him forever. Rashid suffers untold loathe from his mother and younger brother, they detest him so much, with reasons best known to them Will their marriage be their doom, with both families standing in between their hallway of happy ever after? How mentally and physically strong is he to make sure his marriage and his birthright, doesn't go down the lane?
Just when Maria thought being a CEO was that easy, it turns out so wrong when she began going bankrupt. So strong willed that she decides to struggle to make sure her business doesn't flop. After going to the wedding of her Best friend, she meets one of the MARTAKIS, who she's so sure would bring her to her doom. Giannis Reid Martakis, strong willed, cold and inhumane in nature who is ever ready to gamble on everything he comes across, moreso on a defiant young lady who isn't just industrious but a Virgin. Being so strong willed, Will Maria bend so easily to the whims and caprices of this Ruthless Rancher and Gambler?. Copyright © Jane Patricia All Rights Reserved. This book is a sequel to The Billionaire's Forever Desire. Book one needs to be read before this book.
Getting married to an old man when Athina Papageorgiou clocked eighteen isn't what she planned for, on the day of her wedding she ran away from home. Establishing a business which soared isn't what she expected but she accepted with a good fate, coming back from her business trip she met him Colton Martakis. The mistake she made was believing she would get married to an old man, what she never knew was that the old man actually came to take her off for his nephew, Colton Martakis. ★★★★‡‡★★★★ Colton knows what belongs to him and was ready to go for it, he was angry that she would leave him stranded at the altar, he would go to any length to have her as his. Even after seven years of searching for her, he never gave up, only that the timing was a little bit late.
Rashid Zadir, a billionaire CEO and the heir to the throne of Al Zayed, the ever ruthless and possessive Prince. He knows what belongs to him, and yes... Janelle Parker belongs to him. Rashid would make sure he doesn't only take her as his, but break religion to make sure, she sticks to him forever. Rashid suffers untold loathe from his mother and younger brother, they detest him so much, with reasons best known to them Will their marriage be their doom, with both families standing in between their hallway of happy ever after? How mentally and physically strong is he to make sure his marriage and his birthright, doesn't go down the lane? ~~~~~~~~ Khalid always had eyes on Fiona, Rashids' stripper and sex slave, after his bestfriend, Rashid left for Jamaica, he officially claims Fiona as his new sex toy. There had been love between them from the first day she had been auctioned until when an email was sent to Fiona. The outcome has to break her in so many ways, since Khalid has to deny sending it to her. How would their love turn out to be?, Is Khalid ever ready to outgrow his monsters and face the woman he feels for?. Does the secret he has been trying so hard to keep, will it affect the relationship between him and Fiona in a positive way?, Or would she just leave him to dally away in his misery?.
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
Everyone thought Lorenzo truly loved Gracie, until the day of their daughter’s heart surgery. To Gracie’s utter shock, Lorenzo gave the precious organ needed by their child to another woman. Devastated, Gracie opted for a divorce. Fueled by her need for revenge, Gracie joined hands with Lorenzo’s uncle, Waylon, and orchestrated Lorenzo’s downfall. In the end, Lorenzo was left with nothing and consumed by remorse. He pleaded for a reconciliation. Gracie thought she was free to move on with her life, but Waylon held her back in a death grip. “Did you think you can just walk out on me?”
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."
Lucille was one of the most skilled female assassins, and on the previous night, she embarked on a top-secret mission. However, the mission's details were leaked, leading to her untimely demise at the hands of a traitorous companion. She never discovered the identity of the person who betrayed her before her death. But by some miracle, she was granted a new life, and was reborn as a girl with the same name. Determined to uncover the truth and seek revenge for her family, Lucille seized her second chance at life. She planned to avenge her loved ones. However, her plans were complicated by Joseph, an apparently frail man who was actually skilled in martial arts. And he seemed to fall for her deeply, now this newfound knowledge only added to the complications of Lucille's revenge plan...
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"