How destiny suddenly brings them together. Maia was left at the altar by her beloved husband-to-be. Liam engagement was broken off around the exact time, he thought it was the end! Except he had to take over from his father who took sick and passed away. Three years later, Maia returned and her best friend got her a job but then her boss turned out to be her stalker and kiss stealer...
Liam pov.
I used to love going to my favorite coffee shop around the corner not far from my office, but I stopped going there after getting promoted. Juliette left and my father died suddenly and everything was pushed on me. It's like I didn't have to do anything for myself anymore! There is always someone to go get something for me and at all times.
Or maybe I'm avoiding that coffee to be specific because it's where Juliette, breaks off our engagement. I found that I don't even want to walk past there anymore, I was starting to really hate that coffee shop itself, I often wondered why was it still there? Until today! Emily threw a tantrum and quit. Of all days. But luckily for me Craig said, he knew someone who needed a job, I told him she could start next week.
Maia pov.
Happy at the altar three years anniversary Maia and Kaleb, that's something I really wanted to hear even right now. I wish for it to be true. I have no idea how many times I've prayed for it. Ah, you sick piece of shît. How can some Julie or Julia, someone just met make you leave your future wife at the altar? I said out loud!
"It's Juliet. Juliet." He said and I turned around.
Do you think I care what her name is, she's a homewrecker! I said to him.
"Is she? Think about it. If Kaleb really loved you, would some woman he claims he met a week before your wedding. Makes him break up with you and leaves you at the altar?" He asked saying.
What do you mean? I don't understand. Why you would say something like that? I asked looking at him, from where i stand at the kitchen sink.
"He met that girl long before that week trust me, I mean look at you, and don't get the wrong idea. I am still gay and I love fine ass men thank you. But what I'm saying is you said, you were over him but clearly you're not! Forgive him and move on but never forget what and with whom he hurt you." He said to me and he was maybe I'm not over him, maybe.
Forget about them, what about that job you got me? I said and asked him, as I walked over to the table.
"Why are you rushing? You spend one and a half year each in China and Korea. Baby, relax yourself and stop turning down straight fine ass men because, I can't have them and it hurts to see them go." He said to me making hurting facial expression.
Hahaha. I laughed.
"Wow, beautiful, I haven't seen you smile or laugh like this, since. I like it but sadly I'm going honey, I have a really hella hot men to attend to." He said to me and I smile as he leaves, my only friend right through thick and thin, our friendship bond is really amazing but he's not the only friend anymore. Suddenly was in the mood for nothing except for some good coffee.
Liam pov.
I regret telling his gay ass to make her come in next week, now I have to go to that coffee shop when i don't want to. Abruptly i'm not liking the idea but it's my moment of break plus it's a good walk right! My mind was having the best of me, since talking out loud would make me seems crazy. After ten plus minutes of walking! I was at the coffee shop though as I was about to enter, I was cut off by a female.
Height around 1.66cm no more than 24years old, around 20inches long dark brown hair, sweet brown eyes her perfume hit my nose, like it was something I'm longing for, her cent draws me in, I wanted to keep smiling it, this Coco Mademoiselles fragrance.
I was about to speak when I saw her holding the door for me to get in. I thought it was weird but then a lady from behind me said.
"Thank you." She didn't cut me off internationally. I smirked as I stepped inside.
Thank you. I said to her and she nodded then walked to the corner where I was heading... I went over and sat down in front of her.
You took my seat, young lady. I said to her.
"당신의 자리가 아니기 때문입니다." She mumbled her words but I didn't understand it!
What language is that? I ask looking at her.
"Korean." She replied to me as our coffee arrived. I was last in her eyes. I forgot all about my surroundings. She had her coffee and left. I didn't get a chance to ask her name. I left my coffee, it was as if I no longer had the tease for coffee unless she was sitting across from me.
I got up and left thinking about the stranger I had just met, I was eager to see her again. I couldn't wait. It's funny how a single cent, glimpse, smile, and eye contact can make someone feel like they are in love like never before.
She was sold into marriage two years after losing her parents, yet what she expects was not what she received. Pain and suffering, humiliation and heartbreak from her husband can she truly find Happiness and real Love after all the pain and accusation she suffered...?
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
When Corynn mustered up the courage to tell Elliot about her pregnancy, she unexpectedly found him gallantly helping another woman from his car. Her heart sank as three years of effort to secure his love crumbled before her eyes, compelling her to leave him behind. Three years later, life had taken Corynn down a new path with someone else, while Elliot was left grappling with regret. Seizing a moment of vulnerability, he pleaded, "Corynn, let's get married." Shaking her head with a faint smile, Corynn gently replied, "Sorry, I'm already engaged."
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
June Rivera was divorced by her husband after three years of marriage because he wanted to be with her sister who was pregnant for him. Kicked to the curb with a divorce and rejected by her parents,she struggles to make ends meet and get a job until she saves Luis Ambrose from an accident - the only child of Rafael Ambrose, a widowed man and the CEO of Ambrose Corporation. When little Luis asks to have her as a nanny, and Rafael's mother pressures him to get married, they draw a contract. To be Luis's nanny and his fake wife for one year in exchange for 50 million dollars!
"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?