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?
SYNOPSIS
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?
BLURB
The passionate night, the enflamed and ignited passions of her night, everyone wants to hear the story of my first night, with my passionate prince and my lover turned husband....
I Janelle Parker, do not want to leave you in the dark, I am also anxious about the maybe not fuelled passionate night.
Don't they say after you have toiled and fought for one thing you ever wanted, then maybe you should start enjoying the spoils?.
Probably, I don't know why everything is different in my case, I'm stressed out. My pasts are haunting me, I am trapped in my own little world and there's no one to save me, but me.
My lover has kept me in arms length, even still living under the same roof, sharing the same bed, we have become strangers within few minutes.
I am broken.
EXTRACT FROM THE STORY
I am sitting in the room, dressed in a very sexy outfit, waiting for my lover, Rashid, today is going to be our wedding night, God knows how much I have been waiting for this night to come, the handle of the door opens, bringing me out from my wild, deep thoughts.
I look up, it's Rashid, my face brightens up, if I was fair, I am so sure my face would have turned tomatoe red, he pause in his track as his gaze lingers on me....
"Won't you tell me how beautiful I look?", I voiced out as a strike a sexy pose on the bed..
I smiled and got up from the bed, walking towards him in what I would call a seductive step, only that he wasn't giving me the go ahead, signal.
Although his gaze was unwavering and he was pointedly staring at me, I could guess his thoughts were zeroed in on something else, yet I didn't keep that from walking towards him and giving him quite a show.
Finally I stood in his front, I raised myself on my toes, to get a better view of those sensual lips of his and just when I closed my eyes to plant my lips on his, he stopped me.
Damn....., Rashid never stopped me from seducing him, he was always gamed in on me, I mean he always looses control of himself whenever I was around him or try into get the edge off him.
He pushed me slightly, not too hard not too rough and neither too soft, I stumbled back slightly, confusion and surprise blanketing my facial expression.
"Babe what is it?", I questioned.
"You had a rough day at work?, Surely I would help soothe your stress off, but please let me do this and you came back from work quite so late, is anything wrong?", I continued.
I guess he had a very bad day at work.
He placed his hands on my shoulder and urged me to sit down on the glass desk beside his drawer, his room being magnificently enormous and extremely spacy and gorgeous, I could say it's like my parent's sitting room, back in Jamaica.
Don't get me wrong though, our sitting room is quite big, very big though, but for crying out loud, I am talking about a room, it's just too big.
He crouched down to knee level and looked up at me, I wondered why he was suddenly acting so strange this night.
"We are supposed to be on the bed, consummating our marriage and you are here, or maybe you want to start by giving me heads?", I teased, the naughty side of me taking the better part of me.
He didn't smile back, he didn't laugh, just this expressionless face.
"Babe, you don't want to talk?", I ask as I arch a brow.
He took a deep breathe, his nostrils flared, his hold on my calves of my leg tightened, I don't know but all the bodily movements, told me for sure, that something is definitely wrong.
His lips parted and went close, I was eager to hear what he has for me, what he wants to say, what had really been eating him up, so I could know where to start.
"What do you do, when you find out your spouse has been messing around behind your back?", he finally says....
And within minutes, his stare goes cold and dark, "So maybe all the Innocent acts was all played, you are nothing but a deceptive little cunt, I loved you...., but right now!!!, I detest you with everything in me....", he bawls.
I held my breathe, or maybe I didn't even want to breathe, my thoughts are in disarray, I am confused, what have I done..... this wasn't the night I had envisioned, I let the tears slip down my eyelids, I am broken.
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.
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?.
"Carroll Brown is dead! But you have to marry him in your sister's name." My mother said to me in a cold tone. My sister was engaged to the hottest billionaire. It should have been a perfect marriage. Unexpectedly, Carroll was dead in an accident. My sister didn't want to become a widow, so she forced me to marry her dead fiance. And I had no right to refuse her. Actually, I was the biological daughter of the Smith family. My sister was an adoptive one. My sister and I had been swapped at the hospital when we were just born. My parents had already had a deep relationship with her. So they chose to sacrifice me. On the wedding day, I was taken to the mourning hall. "Ma'am, please keep Master company and let him feel warm." The housekeeper said with a cold expression. I couldn't help but look up at the portrait above the coffin, and my heart skipped a beat at this glance. The man in the portrait was more handsome than the superstars in Hollywood. Carroll Brown? My dead husband? Wow, he was really handsome! I didn't know how long had passed when my stomach began to rebel. After one glance at the coffin, I swallowed my saliva and then begged with my fingers crossed. "Mr. Carroll, I'm starving! May I eat your pastries? You don't mind, do you?" "I do." "Ah!" Scared, I broke out in a cold sweat. My legs went limp, and I fell to the ground. I shouted, "Ghost!" Carroll curled his lips, leaned over, and touched the black coffin. "Mr. Carroll has risen from the dead. What do you think of this headline tomorrow?"
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!"
We've been married for three years, but I've never truly had his love. When his childhood sweetheart returned, just as promised, all I was met with were the cold, glaring divorce papers. "If I were carrying our child, would you still choose to divorce?" I asked, holding onto the faintest glimmer of hope, making one last desperate plea. His response, as expected, was just as cold as ever. "Yes." I closed my eyes, choking back tears, and finally chose to let go-to honor his decision. Years later, my heart had turned to ash. Lying in a hospital bed, I trembled as I signed the divorce papers. "Alexander, from this moment on, we owe each other nothing..." What I never saw coming was the ruthless, decisive CEO kneeling at my bedside, his voice hoarse, almost broken, as he pleaded, "Vivienne, don't divorce me... please."
Three years ago, the Moore family opposed Charles Moore's choice to marry his beloved woman and selected Scarlett Riley as his bride. Charles didn't love her. In fact, he hated her. Not long after they got married, Scarlett received an offer from her dream university and jumped on it. Three years later, Charles's beloved woman fell terribly ill. In order to fulfill her last wish, he called Scarlett back and presented her with a divorce agreement. Scarlett was deeply hurt by Charles's abrupt decision, but she chose to let him go and agreed to sign the divorce papers. However, Charles seemed to delay the process deliberately, leaving Scarlett confused and frustrated. Now, Scarlett was trapped between the consequences of Charles's indecision. Would she be able to break free from him? Would Charles eventually come to his senses and face his true feelings?
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”
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?"