Appreciate, smile, cry, laugh, despair, love, lose ... all these words that make you understand how life makes you learn, makes you cross falls of mines that are more and more powerful and long but above all dangerous.Of course with every blow you fall but you always have this person who loves you and who helps you to get up.This is the case of the three young girls Olivia TOUALI, Cynthia GUEU and Maya AMESSAN.They love life as it is and as it comes.
** Cynthia GUEU **
Denial: I'm in love with you Cynthia.
What me ?
I look at Denis waiting for him to tell me he's joking but nothing, I burst out laughing uncontrollably. That's the funniest thing anyone's said to me in three years. I laugh till my ribs hurt!!
Me: What did you say? (I sit down laughing) No, you're not serious... You Denis? In love with me? Oh my God I can't laugh anymore.
Denis: What's funny?
Me: Oh, can't you see? Okay wait, I'm getting serious again. (I clear my throat). Honey coco you and me it's just for fun, nothing else, so sorry quickly suppress the feelings. Besides, I even think that we will stop seeing each other. Tchieu what do you want to put me in? Love ? Sorry, I'm leaving before you ask me to marry you.
I take my bag and leave his house. Little fun one wants to make there him he wants to put in real real. Hmm, that bullshit doesn't work with me anymore. Ko I love you, shit. It was because I spent the night at his house that he had the courage to tell me that. That's why I don't spend more than three months with a guy. You just want to have fun and they take it seriously. They say nice things to you and then break your heart. My eyes are open now so no one will get me. I finish taking my shower once at home, I take a nap until 11:30 a.m. and as I am bored I decide to go get Maya to have lunch with her. She works in the company LES MAISONS ET BATIMENTS YOUL abbreviated MBY. I get there in less than 30 minutes. As soon as I take a step into the building, I see the big boss Mr. Terry YOUL arriving, bent as always in a suit that fits him like a glove, accompanied by his faithful bodyguard and two others who work here. I quickly pull over into a corner so as not to be in his way. When it passes everyone stands at attention. He's not bad but physically he's scary. Someone we never see his eyes because they are always hidden behind sunglasses, it is better not to provoke him because we do not know what he is thinking exactly. Once he is outside I see people sighing, as if they had held their breath during his passage. I run to find Maya in her office before the guy turns around. I walk into his office without knocking.
Me: I say Maya how do you work with Terry YOUL?
Maya: He's not mean, just too serious. I ended up getting used to him and I know how to behave myself so as not to attract his wrath. Well here we go I'm starving my darling.
We go to the small restaurant a little far away. I tell her a bit about my adventure with Dénis this morning when I don't know why my eyes leave Maya's face to go to rest on the face of someone who is sitting right behind her. She follows my gaze and when she sees who I'm looking at, she shakes her head. Jessica starts beating in my underwear. I look at this fair-skinned handsome guy in front of me and keep saying to myself, "Cynthia, you need it." Yes I need. He's too handsome, too cute, too sexy, too hummm for me to let him slip through my fingers. I no longer have a guy to warm me up so he will do the trick. When he smiles looking at his cell phone my heart skips a beat. Ouch, my eyes hurt. Beauty owed him a debt so in compensation she poured herself on him in large quantities.
Maya: Stop looking at my colleague like that.
Me (in a low voice): What? Damn Maya you know this kind of creature and you don't even introduce it to me. No, you are a witch.
Maya: Cynthia stop looking at him like that. You're going to end up looking like a bitch here.
Me: Madame Molière, sorry, drop me here. No for real, this guy is hot
Maya (looking down): I know.
He looks up at me and our eyes meet. I pretend to eat so he doesn't think I'm spying on him. Well at the same time that's kind of what I do. If I knew that by inviting Maya to lunch today I was going to come across such a miracle, I would have made myself all dapper. Look at the dress I'm wearing. I bought it at 600 fcfa at the market. All because I wanted to get some fresh air so I have some very nice dresses in my wardrobe. In any case, this is the last time I leave the house dressed like this. Alright, I don't care.
Me: Maya tell me where you know him exactly.
Maya: We are currently work colleagues but we have known each other since high school. He is the big brother of the one who was my classmate and best friend from high school to university before you and I met.
Me: So life put it back in your way like that. Hmm it's because of me.
Maya: Don't even think about putting him on the list of your many suitors there. I warn you.
Me: That's not at your level anymore.
Maya: Cynthia!!!
Me: Hey Saint Maya let me breathe in peace no. What is there even? My darling look at it arrives towards us.
I start to laugh to pretend that we are in the middle of a debate in a conversation. With each step that brings him closer to our table, my heart takes a dance step. It is first its perfume that reaches us. Virgin Mary Mother of God! That guy smells good!
Him: Maya!
I haven't even finished smelling her perfume when her voice disturbs me. Cynthia you have a real male in front of you. It must not escape you.
Maya: Oh Ryan. I didn't know you were having lunch here.
Ryan: It was not planned. An old friend invited me.
I clear my throat to tell my very dear best friend that I'm here in case she forgot.
Maya: Oh Ryan, this is Cynthia, my best friend and roommate. Cynthia Ryan a longtime friend and colleague.
Me (in a sultry voice): Pleased my dear Ryan.
Ryan: Me too. Well, I'm going to leave. The break is already over. Cynthia looking forward to seeing you again.
Me: Me too.
Ryan: Maya are we going together or are you going to take a little more time?
Me: Oh we're already done. I will return.
Ryan (to me): Are you coming with us or...???
Me: Oh please, Ryan, we can talk on familiar terms. Well if you don't mind.
Ryan (smiling): Of course not. So let's go ?
Maya: Yes.
We all get up and head for the door. Once outside, Ryan shows us his car and unlocks it. This is a beautiful black AVENSIS in the sports car style.
Ryan: Are we dropping you off somewhere?
Me: Yes I have to go shopping in the store just a few meters before your building.
Maya opens her eyes wide in surprise, she knows that I'm lying but doesn't say anything because she understands that it's a way for me to get closer to this hot handsome man. During the whole trip, it's only Ryan and I talking. Maya, she just manipulates her laptop sitting in the back seat. I'm not going to complain about it. I send out conversation starters and subtly educate myself about Ryan's life. He plastered a smile on his lips and it hasn't left him since. He is cute when he smiles especially with his beautiful white teeth. No, I have to do this guy. When we arrive in front of the store I refrain from saying a swear word because we arrived too quickly. I don't mind giving him a kiss on the cheek as a thank you. I wink at Maya who rolls her eyes and walk down. Once the car is back on the road, I write a message to Maya: "Make sure you get in touch with us. I want it. ". I take a taxi home with a smile on my face. I am Cynthia GUEU and I like guys. Handsome guys with everything you need, where you need it. I am not a prostitute nor an easy woman. No. I like handsome guys but I don't sleep with all of them. I have principles. I date several men whom I consider to be my pigeons so I take advantage of their deep pockets. I am not looking for a serious relationship because my previous ones were catastrophic. I chained disappointments in love after disappointment and there I had my dose. So I decided to just have fun and from the start I meant it to avoid misunderstandings. I am a party girl, outgoing and always ready to set the mood. In any case, if you're friends with me, be sure that you're going to talk a lot, even if generally I don't take anything back from what I'm told. Let's say that I have a lot of things in my head to kill me to remember everything that is said to me.
As soon as Maya enters our apartment, I jump on her all excited.
Me: So tell me he said something about me?
Maya: Good evening my beautiful, yes I had a very nice day and you?
Me: Hooorrr leave that. If you're stopped in front of me, you're fine. So I listen to you.
Maya (going to sit down): How nice you look and how beautiful you are.
Me: Yes!
The door opens again to Olivia, our other best friend and roommate. The three of us met at university when we were in Bachelor's degree and since then we have not separated. As I said, I'm more of a bandit, Olivia is the happy medium. She knows when to have fun and when to stop for work. Maya, she is the saint, the calmest, the sweetest, the most serious. Finally, the embodiment of perfection. She likes to play the role of the big sister even if I am the oldest of the three of us and she is the second. Well there is only 1 year between us and her and Olivia are the same age. Maya is just months old. Every time I make a gourd, it's Maya who comes to the rescue while Olivia she pats me on the wrist. Olivia is the type to not walk her words. What she thinks she tells you and come what may. Maya tells you the truth with more gentleness, tenderness.
Olivia (closing the door): Hello girls.
Me: There you go. I need advice on how to get closer to a super hot and sexy guy.
Olivia: What are you in love with?
What me ? Nope ! I just want to charm him and have him near me without it being something really serious.
Olivia: And who is it again?
Me: A long time friend at Maya.
Maya: Ryan Krizo.
Olivia: Ryan Krizo? The same one you told us about?
Maya: Yes.
Me: Really? Have you ever talked about him? I don't remember.
Olivia: Cynthia you only remember the dates of your diesel (show) apart from that, nothing. I wonder how you're doing at work. But I thought you were Denis.
Me: Excuse me, leave him there. I'm done with him now I'm moving on. So like I said, I need this guy urgently girls.
Olivia: And you Maya, do you agree with that?
Maya: Well if she wants to, she does. Anyway, he doesn't seem like someone looking for a serious relationship.
Me: So that's good. OK, let me suggest something. Since you've found each other now, I suggest you invite him to dinner this week and like talk about the good old days. In addition you told me that he had just returned to the country so he must be a little lonely and out of place.
Olivia: You just met him and you're already so excited about him. You should calm down a bit. He may have a girlfriend.
Me: So let him tell me himself otherwise I consider him free. So Maya what are you saying?
Maya: OK, that's understood, I'll talk to him about it and see what he's going to say.
Me (hugging her): Ooh thank you you are a love my friend. That's why I love you so much.
Maya: I love you too.
Olivia: Let's go back to Denis. I thought you were starting to like it.
Me: This is precisely one of the reasons that led me to break up with him. I don't want to make love love. I prefer that we stop before this attraction turns into real love.
Olivia: He was good though.
Me: I know that. But I feel better alone. Okay back to Ryan. I have to think about buying myself a new dress and all that goes with it. You kinda see what I mean.
They shake their heads while I keep thinking about the hot night I'm going to spend with him and if it's a good shot, I think I'll keep it to myself for an eternity.
She had three wishes. Being free of the hate charged towards her by standing up for herself. Getting to kiss the hottest guy in school whom almost every girl had a crush on. And her last wish☄️ Dating him, the hottest guy in school just like every other girl wanted but what happens when her last wish took a twist. Of course she isn't someone to have three wishes in which two of them centers around a 'guy' but as they say 'there's a reason behind every action'. Layla Moremi Williams is an African American who resides in Las Vegas, her father Michael Ajagun Williams is African, a Nigerian to be precise. While her mother Celine Marton Williams is an American. Obvious to this fact, she was mocked by almost everyone who knew of it, she was always taunted and avoided in school for having a black father. The mockery got so deep into her that it left her weak and timid. "What happened?" Was the question on everyone's lips when the weak-hearted Layla suddenly turned fierce and dauntless, ready to crush bones and rip hairs. There's more to the new Layla than everyone knows. The reason behind those wishes is more than the eyes could even tell.
– Yes my baby go ahead, yes I feel you, oh how so sweet, yes fuck me, drive me crazy my darling. Oh push me to the height of pleasure, oh my baby…. – You are so sweet my princess, oh your pussy is so sweet.. – Thank you darling, oh!!! Suck my breasts, they are yours suck them…Oh my God, baby penetrate me well, more than that baby… – Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha !!!! Silence suddenly reigned and Charles, who was the knight, had dismounted and lay down next to Rose, who had a look that did not inspire joy at all. The latter who had stood up and faced Charles had begun to speak. – Charles what is wrong with you, what problem do you have exactly? Charles who did not understand what his sweetheart was saying to him, had straightened up to ask her what was wrong and the latter had continued. “So you think you just made love to me, right? “Of course, my princess. – Don't ever call me your princess again, what the hell is this mess, you climbed on top of me and you didn't even do two minutes and you came inside me, you sweat like the one who did stamina with a cougar. While you haven't done anything, Charles, I'm tired of living this ordeal of this house, because I like to be made to feel like a woman, yes I have to feel that I'm with a man and not with a kid. Even some kids manage to do better than what you are doing to me in this house. Oh really you disappoint me… Look at everything I have, my breasts, my buttocks, this beautiful shape for which men are fighting in the meantime. I give it to you as a gift and you have fun with it, the only position you know is Missionary and that's it. “But my baby, did you change your position and I refused to penetrate you? “Shut the fuck up, are you even tough so I can give you another position? With those words, Rose got up from the bed and went to the bathroom.
He felt like he was empty. He kept crying and screaming. At that moment, he thought back to his words that his father told him “you are a man, a future great type of this nation. A man must be strong” but today he felt like it was just an illusion. He saw his dreams fly away. He had no more hope. Only the salty taste of his tears added a bitter flavor to what he was going through. Where was he going to go? Cry, cry and don't stop crying his inner being told him. Let these tears drain you so that you can forget what is happening to you. He walked without knowing where to go. He was guided by the wind and the loneliness. When, he knelt in the middle of this empty street. This street full of wandering rats. In the dark, he couldn't see anything. Luckily the little torch light on his phone was helping to light him up. “Our Father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name, thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven...” he prayed.
It's Friday, I just got out of work and who says Friday says Weekend! Except that as my boss took leave for 3 weeks, automatically I too am on vacation, since I am a medical secretary! When I get home, I call Seda, my childhood friend. -S: Maviish! -Me: Mdrr how are you? "I'm going to translate gii by girl mdr" -S: I'm fine and you? -Me: Well yeah wait, I'm on vacation! -S: Vallaha mi? (Swear?) Luck! I work tomorrow. -Me: You work in sales, that's normal. -S: How come you're on vacation? -Me: My boss has taken his leave. He will come back 3 weeks later. -S: Hmm dac. Have you heard from your guy? -Me: In his dün konuştum onunla, ama yarin onu görücem nasil olsa. (Last time I spoke to him was yesterday, but I'm going to see him tomorrow anyway.) -S: Nasil yani? ( What ?) -Me: Yanina gidicem, Ispanya’ya. (I'm going to join him in Spain.) -S: Are you serious? And your mother ? -Me: She was against it at first, but she finally gave in. I took the tickets anyway, I'm going to surprise him. -S: Oh, he doesn't know about it. -Me: No, that’s the purpose of a surprise. -S: Good.. Hayirli yolculuklar ozaman. (Have a good trip then.) -Me: Neyin var? Sevinmedin gibi.. (What's wrong? You don't look happy..) -S: Bah nn. He doesn't deserve you to move for him. -Me: Seda.. -S: Well it's true. Ok he's nice, he's not a bad guy.. but I don't know, I don't feel it. -I know. That's why I go to see him without telling him. -S: Ah well, you have doubts too! -Me: Biraz huylaniyom evet. Ispanya'da iş için gittiğini söyledi ama, ben pek inanmadim. His haftalardir garip davraniyor zaten. (I have a little doubt yes. He told me that he left for work in Spain, but I didn't really believe him. He's been weird for the past few weeks.) -S: You reassure me there. Go see him tomorrow and you'll let me know! -Me: Tkt. Hadi öptüm canim. (Come on kisses my darling.) -S: Optüm! (Kisses !)
What's going on when a young woman becomes the object of desire for the most powerful man in the country? I just lost my parents in a traffic accident in my care my little brother Idriss and my grandmother Amandine. Without that I knew it, I will draw the attention of Yayi the President of one of the companies most powerful of my country. What will happen in my life? This married man he could fill me with true love?
"I, Riccardo Saviano, future Alpha of the Grey Shadow Moon Pack, reject you, Artemisia Guerrieri, Daughter of Alpha Franco of the Blood Moon Pack, as my mate and future Luna." One single sentence. One stupid single sentence was all it took to disintegrate my life. And the day of my birthday, on which this sentence was audaciously uttered to me, I lost the love of my life, my future mate, and my wolf, all at once. As I'm still assembling the pieces of my shattered heart years later, there they come. Like lightning out of a crystal blue sky. My Mates. But wait... If I am mated to triplets, how come I'm about to be mated to 5 gorgeous men? *** TW: explicit and foul language; spicy content; explicit sex scenes ***
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
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!
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
Eliana was framed by her best friend and her fiance into sleeping with a boy toy in the club and getting impregnated by him. Five years after she had given birth to twins, she returned home and worked under the Moran Group, where she met the CEO-- Maurice. Maurice was a brilliant businessman who did his job well. But in order to stay under the radar, he lived a double life. One as Maurice, and one as Preston. Fate brought the two together again, roping them in on an exciting love story. It all became more complicated when Eliana faced Preston, the man she had slept with before, once again. Now that she was being pursued by two men, how could she ever choose? When would Eliana uncover the secret of Maurice's identity? When was Maurice going to know that he already had two children of his own? How would Eliana face this man when the truth came to light one day? Come and find out.