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Sienna moves to LA with the hopes of becoming a successful supermodel. Fate has something else in store for her when she meets Davina, the half-sister of the LA playboy, Dexter, at a party. Sienna ends up becoming friends with her and while she is looking for a job to help pay the bills, Davina introduces her to Dexter, who owns a marketing company. When Sienna agrees to work for the famous playboy there is undeniable sexual attraction between the two. With Dexter's emotional baggage and insatiable appetite for women, Sienna finds herself exploring dark, twisted, and seductive parts of herself that she never knew existed. Can she tame the wild card that is Dexter Kuzentsov
"Watch where you are going," I screamed at the drunken blonde model while I wiped off half of her beer from my chest. From the way that she continued to dance uncoordinated, she had not heard me. I continued to squeeze myself through the packed dance floor and headed for the bathroom. It was like trying to squeeze thick thread through a tiny needle hole, getting to the other side of the room was almost impossible.
Being a small-town girl, I found it hard to fit into the wild lifestyle of the LA scene. I was used to picnics by the lakeside and walks in the woods. LA was nothing like I had ever seen before but with my chosen career path, it was best for me to move here. I was an aspiring supermodel and it had been my dream all my life. My family was kind enough to encourage me to go after my dream and my dad had given me a good head start by paying my bills until I had settled.
He was still paying them and I hated it because I knew he couldn't afford it but he did it anyway because he believed in me and my dream. I remember how he had sternly warned me about partying too much and losing my focus in a city filled with wild adventures but in my chosen industry, it was kind of hard to avoid it.
I didn't want to be at Club 411 tonight but my housemate got an invitation from a rich guy he was currently working with. Moon was an assistant personal trainer and her boss brushed shoulders with some of the most affluent celebrities in LA.
If I am being honest, Moon could now afford to move on with her life and live in a fancy apartment but she still shared space with me because she knew I couldn't afford to rent the whole apartment alone. Finding a new roommate was also equally a nightmare. She didn't make it obvious but I knew she was doing me a favor and I appreciated it.
For that reason, I found it hard to turn her down when she asked me to tag along on her wild adventures in LA. It was a small price to pay for someone who had been a good and loyal friend to me.
After trying to pass the crazy crowd on the dance floor, I finally reached the other side where the restrooms were. Frantically I rushed into the restroom and didn't stop for anything in my quest to relieve my swollen bladder.
I felt a surge of relief wash over me as I emptied myself into the toilet bowl and I closed my eyes a little enjoying the sensation. That is when I heard muffled sobs in the next stall. I probably had missed them because of how I was so distracted trying to relieve myself.
Eager to find out what was going on, I freshened myself and knocked on the toilet stall.
"It's occupied," answered the girl almost choking on her sobs.
"Are you okay?" I asked her with a trace of concern.
"I'm fine. Please just leave me alone," she begged me for her privacy with a thick Russian accent.
Given my background, I found it hard to just ignore someone who seemed to need my help. It was a small-town syndrome that I found difficult to shake off.
I cared too much.
"There is some bottled water out here, if you drink some. It could help calm you down," I called out to her trying to get her to let me in.
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.
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
Life was perfect until she met her boyfriend's big brother. There was a forbidden law in the Night Shade Pack that if the head Alpha rejected his mate, he would be stripped of his position. Sophia's life would get connected with the law. She was an Omega who was dating the head Alpha's younger brother. Bryan Morrison, the head Alpha, was not only a cold-blooded man but also a charming business tycoon. His name was enough to cause other packs to tremble. He was known as a ruthless man. What if, by some twist of destiny, Sophia's path were to intertwine with his?
Desperate to handle her grandmother's towering medical bills, Gianna agreed to a contract marriage with Tristan, the enigmatic man she'd once shared a one-night stand with. She assumed they'd fulfill each other's needs and dissolve the arrangement once the terms expired. Unbeknownst to Gianna, this marriage was a dream Tristan had clung to for ten relentless years. Certain she was just filling someone else's role, Gianna prepared to leave when that other woman returned. But Tristan, his eyes burning with unspoken emotion, seized her trembling hand and declared, "You’re mine. Now and always."
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
Daisy is the illegitimate daughter of Mr. Hubert. His company went bankrupt, so he asked for help from Drkov's house. They agreed to help Mr. Hubert but with one condition. One of his two daughters must marry their nephew - Atlas Drkov. Atlas Drkov is a billionaire but he is disabled and uses a wheelchair. Yaretzi - daughter of Mr. Hubert's official wife - does not accept marrying a disabled man. She and her parents made a plan. They kidnapped Daisy's mother, threatened her, and forced her to marry Atlas. To save her mother, she accepted. However, after getting married, she fell in love with this man, and so did he. Difficulties start from here.