Everyone knew Davina Swift, she was the Nation's Miss Perfect. Davina Swift was a big shot in the entertainment industry, both locally and internationally. And the icing on the cake was that she happened to be the apparent heiress to her father's empire. But was Miss Perfect's world really perfect?
Posing easily for the camera, Davina wore a naturally alluring smile.
The photo session went on for one hour straight. She kept changing into different clothings and accessories. Even her hairdo kept changing and the make-up too.
"And that is a wrap!" the director said and Davina let out a sigh of relief.
"Thank God!" she mumbled inaudibly and started to walk towards her manager and assistant. They were both standing together across Davina.
Her assistant moved and met her halfway with an opened bottle of water stretched out. Davina accepted it and took one long swallow.
"I need a smoothie," Davina mumbled as she returned the bottle of water to her assistant.
"Right away ma'am Davina," the petite lady muttered and scurried away.
"You are as efficient as always Davina Swift, it is always a pleasure working with you. What a professional! We completed three days job in just an hour," The director muttered, taking light steps towards her.
Although he was brown-nosing her, there was some truth in his words.
Davina just smiled, and then turned to her manager.
"Loretha, have you made lunch reservation? I am starving..." Davina muttered.
Loretha had been Davina Swift's manager since she debuted as a kid. She had practically been with Davina from the start. It was almost eighteen years already. The woman was quite advanced in age. A divorcee. She had only one kid, a son, who had chosen to be with his father over his mother for reasons still unknown to her. Her child was only ten years old. How couldn't he need his mother?
"Here is your smoothie," Davina's assistant was back with her smoothie. Davina collected it and quickly took a sip without even checking which flavor it was, and that was her mistake.
Davina spat out the drink almost immediately, and then she raced towards the restroom, grabbing her handbag from her manager's hands.
Loretha turned to Sydney. "What flavor did you get her?" she asked, trying hard to keep her voice down but barely suceeding.
"Strawberry," Sydney's voice shook as she replied.
"Is everything okay?" the director was already approaching the duo.
Loretha turned to him and managed a smile. "Sure... We are just talking," she said, her tone was dismissing.
The director nodded and went back to his crew, shouting a few instructions.
Loretha turned back to the shaking girl. "Are you mad? You got her strawberry! What the f**k is wrong with you? Have you forgotten she is allergic to strawberry?"
Even though Loretha's voice was mostly a quiet whisper, it was still harsh. Sydney drew a sharp breath. A pool of tears was already forming in her eyes.
"I am so sorry, I forgot for a minute. It is all because of that strawberry commercial video she did just a week ago..." Sydney muttered.
"In the advert, the strawberry smoothie cup wasn't even containing real strawberry smoothie. That was a banana flavored smoothie for Christ sake!" Loretha scolded.
"I am sorry. I am really sorry!" was all Sydney could say.
Loretha let out a frustrated groan as her hand reached out to tug on her blonde hair.
Meanwhile in the restroom, Davina finally started to breath as soon as she gave herself a shot of her injection. It was a good thing she always had her shots with her.
"Damn that stupid girl!" Davina cursed as she took deep breaths in succession to calm herself down.
When Davina walked out of the restroom and towards Loretha and Sydney, they could already both tell what was coming next.
"Give her, her paycheck for the month," she said, and then turned to Sydney.
She didn't say anything to her. She didn't need to. She just stared at her for a while, and then looked away and turned back to Loretha.
"Now Loretha!" she screamed and they had the attention of everyone in the room.
No one dared approach them to ask what was wrong though. Not when Davina Swift was there.
Just then, Charles Baldwin arrived, wearing that charming smile of his that seemed to always get every female attention, young and old alike... Well, except Davina Swift attention.
The director bowed enthusiastically at Charles. The rest of the crew suddenly became chatty. Davina caught a few of them taking sneak pictures of Charles as he walked towards her grinning. She tried hard not to roll her eyes at him.
Loretha led Sydney outside after mumbling a greeting at Charles. He smiled as a reply, and then turned to Davina. She smiled and he shook his head in disbelief, and then he leaned foward and pecked on her lips.
"Guess what sweetheart, I came to take you out for lunch," Charles said, loud enough for everyone in the room to hear. Well, that was the plan anyway...
He turned to the director and his crew. "I brought lunch for all of you. It is in the van just outside so help yourself," he said and they cheered.
"Davina's boyfriend is the best!" One of the crew members blurted out. It was a lady.
"We should get her to do more of our jobs so that her boyfriend can always take us to lunch and maybe even dinner," the director added and everyone laughed... Well, everyone except Davina.
Her expression was tired as she sighed softly.
He turned back to Davina with an arm outstretched. "Shall we?" he mumbled with a raised eyebrow.
She accepted his arm with a light smile and together they walked out of the exquisite studio, and towards Charles' SUV parked right outside.
Sure enough a food van was there. It was the food van of one of the top restaurants in the country
Davina shook her head doubtfully as she got into her side of the van, which Charles had held open for her.
When they were both seated, Loretha joined them in the car.
"Did you call a temporary assistant to meet up with us?" Davina asked Loretha.
"Temporary assistant? Wait, what about Sydney?" Charles asked and earned a glare from Davina.
After a painful breakup with her boyfriend of two years who coldly told her to her face that he couldn't keep dating her because she was too uptight--In a moment of anger and defiance, Anna decided to throw caution to the wind for one reckless night. She headed to the wildest club in Texas, determined to lose herself in the chaos. But fate had other plans. To her shock, she ran into her ex-boyfriend at the club. Desperate to save face, she made a split-second decision and approached a stranger, pretending he was her new boyfriend. What she never anticipated was the magnetic pull she would feel towards him or the fact that she'd end up going home with this mystery man. Soon enough, the real surprise hit her--this stranger wasn't just anyone; he was her new boss. What begins as a night of rebellion spirals into a whirlwind of forbidden attraction, societal pressure and hidden affairs. And now there are so many things at stake. Find out how this story unfolds.
The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart-divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance-not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life-one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is... Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
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!
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.