Mia is a precocious eighteen year old girl who is high strung on her studies and academics and the only thing she can do to relieve her pressure is play with herself. And when her handsome sexy as sin step brother comes for house sitting all she can do is not jump on him. Mia thinks that things would be over as soon as they started. But that is where she went wrong, Sean wasn't a man who would leave things unfinished and even if he had to keep his step-sister captive for that purpose he would do it. Will they fall in love? Will Sean get away with what he was doing with his step sister?
Three years since he had first put step in this building. Three years that he had vowed that he was going to make this falling and crumbling business his own. He looked out of the building and breathed in deeply and thought," What use was the view when a man did not even have the time to enjoy it?"
But that did not let him pause for a moment and take the effect that he was definitely enjoying the background and when he was meeting with his clients it provided a very impressive backdrop no doubt. His father had thought that giving him a failing business as inheritance would be the only thing that he would be giving was a chance to failure.
But his father had never thought success and failure were the two sides of the same coin and that only meant that Sean had a chance to succeed as he could fail and Sean wanted to succeed. He had the hunger in him which his father lacked to a great extent.
In the middle of the New York city stood a massive monolith of glass and steel and this was the building of the business enterprise of Sean Baraclova, one of the youngest billionaires of the country. He did not look at the view outside his empire but was more focused on his laptop and the business deal that he was currently making with a Japanese company because he wanted to own the technology for the mass production. If he had to buy the technology for a longer period by taking it on lease then ultimately from the cost projections he was going to the loser.
"Mr. Murakasi, we have been talking about the same thing for the past quarter of an hour and I have not been able to understand your demands," said Sean as he steepled his fingers beneath his chin and looked at the man hard and square.
"This is a technology that is going to earn millions and millions for us in the long run, Mr. Baraclova. Why would we want to sell it to you?" asked the man on the other side of his screen in halting English and also with his accent.
"No it won't. The technology you have right now is going to be usable for the next five years and at the most the next decade and after that it will be leaked and the technology is going to be used by everyone in the market but you would not have a buyer then. You have a buyer in me now because you know that I am willing to expand my production and that is the reason I am willing to pay the exorbitant amount which you have quoted. In the beginning. You thought that I would say no but now that I have actually agreed to it you think that putting up more drywall before me is going deter me. I am trying to do this the right way," said Sean and he could hear a tap on his glass door and find that his secretary Stacy was standing there.
He looked up and gestured for her to come in and wait.
Stacy walked in with her high heels not making any sound on the plush carpeted office and she sat down opposite to his table. She was wearing a pastel coloured shirt with her top two buttons open and a silver chain peeking out from underneath with a charcoal grey pencil skirt with a slit uptill her thigh. Her blonde hair was pulled up on the top of her head in a ponytail and she looked ravishing as ever. Stacy had never failed to impress him with her presence or her looks. After all she was sex on a walking stick.
"Are you threatening me?" asked the man on the screen and Sean laughed at the little guy.
"Of course not, Mr. Murasaki, that will be so cheap of me. I am just telling you that your board members have already offered it to me for a price lesser than the one you quoted for 25% and that is going to be unethical if I actually choose to do so. You might want to discuss things with your board members for this, and while you do that we can have another meeting scheduled in a time which is going to be better for you," said Sean and he smiled at him.
The man on the opposite was visibly perplexed at what Sean told him.
"Is this true?" he asked after a little while and all the bravado that she had been showing it before a little while was now completely gone from his voice.
"Mr. Murasaki, we both are men of businesses and we all know that this meeting is being recorded. I am going to be have to either too stupid or too much of a gambler to say something like this on record, don't you think? If you want evidence I will send you the meetings clips," said Sean as he leaned back in his chair. He could see that Stacy was smiling at him. She was the perfect secretary that he had always wanted. Hot, sexy, charming, suave and sexually available. What more did a man need?
"I will ask for proof later on, Mr. Baraclova but right now I need to have a board meeting. You have my gratitude for sharing this particular information with me," he said and the continued speaking," You will hear from my secretary soon about the meeting date."
"It was great meeting with you, Mr. Murasaki, like always," said Sean as he signed off and then shut down the lid of the laptop.
"You seem happy," said Stacy after a moment as she looked at him and then said," Your father called."
"Now what does he want?" asked Sean with a scowl on his face.
"He said that he and his new wife are going away for this vacation and his step-daughter is staying back at home and since she has just started college she is not that responsible enough and you need to go visit her and house sit for them for the next few days. He also said that you owe him from the last poker game and he is asking in for his favour. His step-daughter could also do with a bit of guidance," said Stacy and smirked at Sean.
"Oh dear lord! If I had known this was the favour he would call in for I would have never had given in. That sly bastard."
"I think you need a pick me up," said Stacy as she stood up and Sean smiled and said," You always know what I need." She came round the table and knelt down on the carpet and opened the zip of his pants and fished out his organ and stared lovingly at it.
"Miss me?" she said in a cute voice as she wrapped her lips around him.
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
Elodie took a deep breath and knocked, the sound echoing in the quiet corridor. A moment of silence passed, broken only by the pounding of her heart. Finally, the door snicked open, revealing a surprised Dashiell. 'Can't you see the Do Not Disturb sign? We don't want-' His initial frown quickly morphed into confusion at the sight of his wife. 'What are you doing here?' he demanded. 'Your girlfriend invited me,' Elodie replied, her voice laced with icy calm. She tried to peer past him, but his broad frame blocked the view. A saccharine voice chimed in from within the room. 'Elodie? Oh dear, we didn't mean for you to find out this way. It's just that-' Elodie cut her short. 'Oh please, Selene. Spare me the fake apologies. You wouldn't have sent me all those texts if you didn't want me to know.' Dashiell shifted uncomfortably, his face a mask of annoyance. 'What texts?' Elodie stepped past him, taking in the luxurious suite with a sardonic smile. The king-sized bed, the scattered rose petals, the lingering scent of sex – it all painted a vivid picture of their betrayal. She looked up at Dashiell, her gaze unwavering. 'I want a divorce.' ****** Dashiell lived a life of luxury, surrounded by the best things money could buy. But when a car accident left him vulnerable, he met Elodie, a seemingly ordinary woman who nursed him back to health. Mistaking her for just another employee, Dashiell entered into a loveless marriage with her solely for convenience. However, fate had a different script in store. Elodie, the 'ordinary nurse,' held a secret more precious than any diamond: she was the sole heiress to Northstar, a vast and powerful enterprise. Unaware of her true identity, Dashiell cast her aside when his ex-girlfriend returned, leaving Elodie humiliated. But Elodie was not one to be easily broken. She shed the facade of the meek nurse, reclaiming her rightful inheritance and stepping into the role of Northstar's CEO. Now, the woman Dashiell discarded was the one holding the reins of power. As Elodie thrives in her new role, Dashiell is consumed by regret. He finally sees Elodie for the extraordinary woman she truly is, realising the depth of his mistake. But will his remorse be enough to win back the heart he so carelessly discarded?
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
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After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.