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"He's a murderer, you're an assassin. You're basically meant for each other." Zachary said in a cocky tone. "We made a deal, Zachary, I picked you, not Sinclair." Hannah claimed. "1.2 billon dollars is unreasonable." Zachary said. "Sinclair gave my uncle 1 billion. I just need you to top his. It's not unreasonable." She yelled a few minutes from now Zachary could go deaf. "No, I can't just give you 1.2 billion dollars, you're not worth it." Zachary said in a fit of anger. The line went silent and he almost regretted saying that, almost. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Hannah Victoria, the only child of Mason Mendova, lives with her relatives after the death of her father. She resides with Ephraim Mendova, her uncle, his wife, Beatrice Mendova, and his three children. Lilly, Christian and James. She is an assassin trained to eliminate the Mendova's opponents. Zachary Montiquez is a self made billionaire. Due to the amount of time he spends on his company, every woman that dates him accuses him of not giving them enough time. They cheat on him and end up blaming Zachary. His parents want him to settle down but he couldn't care less. Hannah wants out of the Mendova's family but she's given a task to pick one man out of Seven candidate to marry. Likely, all the men given to her hates her so she'll have to pick the one she can handle. Fate brings Zachary and Hannah together on Lilly's birthday party. Although, they didn't start off good but Hannah ends up proposing to him since he's a candidate of the men chosen and he accepts. The two bound together by hatred concludes on living a horrid marriage of absolute chaos. But soon enough, their Hatred for one another would create a bond that surpass the thorn of disdain.
HANNAH'S POV
I laid in bed next to the familiar who was half awake. After tiring him out I was able to get the information I needed. I sighed heavily. I needed a shower and a hot one for that matter. Sliding the blanket away I got up strutting down to the bathroom. Immediately I locked it, I needed a private shower I couldn't bet on the odds that the man on the bed might respect my privacy and let me shower alone.
Immediately I bristly run the tap hot handle of the shower and a little bit of the cold handle and just stayed there with my underwear and a dress shirt.
I was too tired to take both off, I needed something warm to drive this cold negate of emptiness. At first I felt warm but at the same time I felt nothing.
I sighed finally taking off my dress shirt and undies shutting my eyes. My hands wrapped me allover as a way of comforting me, I felt a little peck of warmth the size of a grain of rice my face fell and my eyes morbids slowly. "Hannah, you've been in the shower for way too long did you die ?" I groaned on hearing the Jacob's voice. I didn't reply, if I didn't say anything he might consider the fact that I am ignoring him. "Hannah ? Why are you quiet ?" Jacob goes off again, I kept quiet and hoped he gives up.
"Hannah ?" His voice gave his emotions away, he really thought I was dead or something. I could have found this amusing but I was already irritated enough.
"H.."
"What ?" I cut him off, immediately I run turn off the shower picked up my undies and dress shirt. I squeezed the water out of them and immediately walked out to meet Jacob who couldn't look away from my body. "Are you okay ?" He asked, his eyes bouncing back and forth disrespectfully.
I ignored him and quickly put on another dress shirt, I picked up my wet clothes concluding on leaving it in the bathroom and phoning for the hotel to dry it when dawn breaks, it is currently 4am.
"Will you stop staring at me Jacob. I don't like that sinful look in your eyes." I said clearly provoked. Jacob struts over to me picking up my chin. "Wanna go for another round ?" Jacob smirked leaning in for a kiss, i immediately pressed my palms over his lips pushing his face away.
"No thank you, I'm tired." I recites, I looked around the hotel room clearly showing my repugnanc towards Jacob. "Ah I did tire you last night, I'm surprised that you can still walk." Jacob smirked at me hoping he'll get a reaction all be got was my cold dead stare. He looked mortified.
I smirked on getting that reaction. "You never tired me, I tired you out. You couldn't even keep up. I was awake till 2 in the morning. I'm tired of you not being able to keep up dipshit." I watched Jacob's face slowly turn red.
I got bored of just looking at his face and picked up my phone to keep me busy. Jacob unable to say anything to me went to the bathroom to probably cry or something.
I immediately dialed a number, it was 4:21am I hoped that the person I'm contacting is awake and not sleeping. Immediately I heard a voicemail entry sings in my ears, when it got to the part to leave a message I vaguely muttered "It's me Hannah, I got the information you needed I'll relay it to you later. We need to meet in person i have a request." I immediately hang up staring at my phone.
Jacob came back in, I didn't bother to look at him but I know he couldn't keep his eyes of me.
"What Jacob ?" I asked unable to bear his glances even though I could not see it. "You're still working for your uncle ?" This means he knows I'm sleeping with him for information.
"Yes I am. You know I'm sleeping with you to get information from you." Jacob looked away confirming he wasn't as stupid as I credit him for.
"Why didn't you confront me or better use that for your advantage ?" I asked confused. The information I've been stealing for Jacob was worth billions and he let me steal them. "Because if you didn't get them he would have killed you." Jacob says in a depressing tone. I looked down at my thighs.
"What makes you think he would have killed me ?" I asked with a smug look on my face.
"I'm not stupid Hannah, I know what stretch marks are and it's not what's on your hip. Those are burn scars." I almost choked on my saliva. I thought I was able to treat them well to cover them up.
Jacob struts his way up to me. "I know he's hurting you. I only let you get away with it to reduce the burns or the possibility of you getting killed. I love you Hannah forget about working for him. Work for me instead I can treat you better I promise." I looked at Jacob lost in his dark brown eyes but then I realized that all what he said was just a dream.
If I ever turned my back against my uncle he will kill me for sure. I endured all those burns and beatings this long. I needed that man to give me my inheritance, I didn't come this far to abandon it and work for a man that might get bored of me.
"No thank you. I didn't ask for your help. How dare you ask me to betray my uncle ? He took me in when no one else wanted me. He provided for me and cared for me. Why will I stab the only person that ever extended his arms to help me. You may think it's just but that's disgusting. You make me sick." I narrated a whole ordeal of nonsense, I know it's nonsense but I needed to convince myself it was the truth.
"He's extending his arms full of thorns Hannah, I can't bear to see you like this."
"The only reason you ever got to see me like this was because of him. You're not the first or going to be the last get over yourself." I got up already irritated. "Then let me be the last man." I turned to see Jacob with one knee on the ground. He held a small box with a tiny ring sitting in it.
"Marry me Hannah."
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"Fetch," he mutters, snapping me out of my vague thoughts. He holds his firm member in his hand, and confusion paints my face like a vivid mural. "Excuse me?" I utter, my voice tinged with disbelief. "Be a good girl and fetch." He wagged his cock in front of my face. I get up on my feet to make my way towards him but he shakes his head. "Dogs don't walk on twos, crawl to me Nora." ••••• After being betrayed by both her ex-fiancé and her best friend, Nora Colton finds solace in a one-night stand with a stranger. But her world is turned upside down when she returns home to find that the same stranger, Elias Santiago, holds a gun to her father's head. Known as the Devil of Detroit, Elias offers Nora a deal: to save her father's life, she must become his contractual pet for a year, catering to his every whim. As Nora reluctantly agrees to the arrangement, she finds herself drawn to Elias despite his dangerous reputation. But as secrets begin to surface, their relationship is tested in ways neither could have imagined. Will they defy the odds and find love amidst the chaos, or will the revelations tear them apart?
"You're breaking a rule! Don't fucking touch me." "Fuck the rules, you already broke it when you wore this dress." My heart plummeted, a heavy thud echoing in my chest, as the weight of his last words settled upon me like a leaden anchor "Well Fuck off, I don't want you Tristan." I spat bitterly, all he did was smirk deviously dangerously closing the bridge between our lips. "Fuck it Willow, I want you." He said as he crashed his lips against mine. ______________ Willow Davis finds herself wedge in between one of her father's gamble, having lost the bet she is sold to the ruthless arrogant billionaire, Tristan Donovan, who wants nothing more than to make out a trophy of her. over the course of time they slowly get close but fear of falling in love Tristan has set three rules; "NO STAYING IN CONFINED OR CLOSED PLACES TOGETHER NO ANY FORM OF PHYSICAL CONTACT NO FALLING IN LOVE" But what happens when he's caught up in his own web and breaks one or all together? How far will he go, riding of every single rule? Will the arrogant billionaire finally fall in love? find out in SOLD TO THE ARROGANT BILLIONAIRE.
Adaline was born with a worst luck. Her mother, an infamous prostitute was beheaded after she was born and the moment she could work she was trained as a slave girl for her younger sister, Nyla, from the moment she could walk. If that wasn't enough the Empress of the Peralez Empire had her wolf stripped away from her. All because she bore a striking resemblance to her mother. Things could not be worse when she is betrothed to Alpha Grant of the Hazem Empire as the next corpse bride. Across the continent, everyone is aware of Alpha Grant's curse; "Any woman that sleeps with him is destined to die." Adaline is left with no choice other than to sleep with the first man she set her eyes on. •••• I began to stripping in front of him as he watch me with red in his face. "Who's room is this?" He inquired noticing the expensive taste of the room. "It's Nyla's room" I answer as his eyes widened in shock, his face was null as he tries to process what I just said. "Are you crazy?" He yelled at I proceeded to take off more of my clothes till I was buck naked in his front, my soft smile confused him. "Have sex with me." I uttered making my way towards him, I made contact with his erection as he hovers his palm over his hard member.
From two contrasting worlds, both shattered and yet their fragments came together, forging a fragile heart. But did they grasp that love's embrace wasn't meant for them? Aware of the odds, they plunged into the abyss of affection. Meet Quinn Fields, a young and bumbling lieutenant, resuming her police career after severing ties with her abusive ex. She carves a fresh start, leasing a tranquil Portland apartment, dedicating herself to relentless volunteering in her quest for promotion. One fateful night, Quinn crosses paths with a battered, unconscious stranger during her patrol. Guided by her generous and naive nature, she tends to his wounds, only to awaken the next morning to an empty apartment. Two weeks later, destiny weaves a cruel twist. She encounters AXE-L, a notorious and perilous gang leader. Little does she realize that the man she once nursed is the one now leveling a gun at her trembling head.
"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.
Kara Martin was known as Miss Perfect. She was a beauty with good personality and successful career. Unfortunately, her life changed at one night. She was accused of adultery, losing her job, and abandoned by her fiance. The arrogant man who slept with her did not want to take responsibility. He even threatened to kill her if they met again. What's worse, Kara was pregnant with twins and she chose to give birth to them. Four and a half years later, Kara returned to work at a large company. As the secretary, she would frequently face their notorious CEO. Kara thought it wouldn't be a problem, but as it turned out ... the CEO was the father of the twins!
Veronica is an eighteen-year-old omega who falls into an emotional breakdown when her Mate, who was soon to be the Alpha of the Sun crest pack, turns against her, hurls hurtful words at her, and rejects her on the night of the full moon festival because he and everyone in the pack, including her, thinks she is an omega. As if the pain of rejection, helplessness, and worthlessness wasn't enough, she lost her best and only friend to the cold hands of death when rogue wolves attacked their pack. Right in the presence of her mate, she was tagged as someone who always attracted problems and calamities anywhere she went and he turned a blind eye and watched as she was banished from the pack. With hatred for her life, she runs deep into the woods that were off-limits and jumps off to end her life, but in a turn of events, something else happens. What would her mate do when he finds out that Veronica is not who he thinks she is? Will she be able to forgive him? What fate lies ahead for them?
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?"
In the previous life, Maggie Johnson was so cowardly, gullible and stupid that she was coaxed by her fiance and stepsister and then broke her legs and lost everything including her fortune, love and even life. However, she was so lucky that she was reborn in the year before everything happened. Since her life restarted, how could she repeat a previous tragedy? Therefore, in this life, she took the opportunity to improve herself and take revenge on the ones who had ever insulted her. Facing the people who had humiliated her previously, she became smart and experienced to break their frames and tricks that had caused her to hurt in the previous life. Finally, no one could stop her pace to amaze the world any more.
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!