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Every relationship stands upon the foundation of trust and love, but their relationship was supported by their fights. Sizzling hot story of Sana and Ryan finding their love in their rivalry Sana was trained to take over the Anderson empire after her father's death and when she came back to claim her birthright, a scandal of her beloved brother shook the foundation of Anderson Industries. Her younger brother Antonio is the world to her, fulfilling his every demand is her habit. But, he falls in love with Livia Harrington, the daughter of their biggest rival. Their love brings havoc in the life of Sana and the president of Harrington Group Ryan Harrington who doesn't want her sister to be with the Anderson. Sana and Ryan took their family rivalry to the next level when Livia broke the fake news of her pregnancy to get married to Antonio. To cover up the media and lack of trust in the Anderson, Ryan's father offers a marriage alliance between Livia and Antonio but on one condition, Sana has to marry Ryan in return. Will Sana and Ryan be able to save their wedding when the foundation of their relationship is rivalry? How will they manage their personal and professional life when their rivals in business sleep next to them? ..... "What the hell, Ryan. Have you lost your mind?" His long fingers were bruising my arm as he dragged me towards the corner. "What do you think? I am dying to marry you?" He pinned over the wall as his eyes were showering the fire, but his lips were daring to touch mine. I was stunned by his previous words, and couldn't believe what I was hearing. I smirked glaring at him. "let me remind you Mr. Harrington. I am Sana Anderson, your biggest rival. The one who can destroy -" He closed my mouth, making me freeze. My chest was heaving over his as he stepped closer letting me hear his heartbeats. "There is no one who can destroy me, if you can then I will make you mine." His blue eyes were peeping in mine as if he was pledging it. The promise he needed to fulfill for his own benefits and he crossed his limits as his lips moved on mine as if they were only made up to taste him. The volcanic anger broke his trance as I pushed him from me. He smirked and straightened up, wiping out the saliva from the corner of his lip with pride watching me burning in anger. "I know, your brother is your life; you won't deny your brother, can you?" He laughed resting his hands in his pockets. "It will be really fun to share a life and especially a bed with your business rival right?"
Bad Blood
Chapter 1: A Way To Home
Sana Anderson,
I dragged my bag through the crowd and was waiting for Antonio to show up. He told me he would pick me up from the airport, but as usual; I knew he would be late.
It's nice to stand here again in the middle of the airport watching excited people and overjoyed children tugging their parents' hands. This chaos had a weird calmness embedded in it.
I stood here five years ago, after my dad's tragic accident. The news of dad's sudden death snatched the purpose of my life and I had to leave the country to fulfill his wish of becoming CEO of Anderson Group, which gave me an extra reason for living.
Ping....
The sound of the elevator pulled me out of my thoughts and I entered, ignoring my unpleasant past. I am here now. I need to focus on the company and building the Anderson group again.
A man inside the elevator looked up at me from his phone and straightened his posture, staring at me. He was dressed in a lavish suit, and was carrying a decorative safe in his hand, holding it protectively. I smirked and stood facing the door as it got closed.
"New in Chicago?"
"Kind of." I said.
He laughed, listening to my answer, and walked closer to me.
"You don't know me?" I turned to look at him. There was a bright light in his mischievous eyes.
"I don't need to know you." The door of the elevator opened with a ping and I walked out, pulling my bag with me. Men these days...
"Hey...... Beautiful... wait." I rolled my eyes as he ran behind me, but I kept walking ahead.
I stopped in my way as he held my shoulder with his hand. He was daring to test my patience. I held his wrist and twisted with all my strength, pinning him to the floor.
"Ahhh." The briefcase he was holding fell down from his hand as he tried to struggle.
"Know about your limits. It will be better for you. Understood?" I pressed him hard, making his hand position worse. He nodded vigorously instead, and I freed him. He got up, massaging his wrist, gazing at me curiously.
I picked up my bag and left him there to watch me walking away from him. I hate when men try to use their authority over me.
Out of nowhere, my hand got pulled back, making me lose my balance. But before I could land over the footpath, firm hands picked me up, spinning my world, scaring the shit out of me.
"Ahhhh" I screamed, closing her eyes, getting ready to land on hard ground, but loud laughter erupted, slicing my scream. I opened my eyes, hearing a known sound. It was Antonio bursting into uncontrollable laughter, witnessing my misery. This idiot, I thought, that man came.
"Welcome Apple pie." He cheered, putting me down on my legs, flashing me his teasing smile.
"Idiot, is this a way to welcome your elder sister?" He suppressed his laugh and hugged me after I slapped his arm hard. I couldn't scold him more than this, so I signed and hugged him back.
I broke into the hug and messed up his hair deliberately. He glared while roaming his fingers through his brown hairs to tame them. I smirked, watching him getting tied up, reminding me of a few habits that never leave.
"What are you wearing?" He asked.
"What's wrong with them?" I checked for dirt but found nothing.
"You are heiress of Anderson Group and they are quite simple." I rolled my eyes at him and started walking towards the car, which was parked near to us. I laughed at him as he hurried to keep up with me.
"They are comfortable and I didn't want to wear anything uncomfortable during the entire journey, besides no one knew about me yet." The driver took the bag from us.
"From your journey, where is your jet?" he asked me again, giving me his all attention.
"Sophia needed it, so I lent her for a week. She will come to Chicago soon." I said.
City has changed a lot. The roads and buildings were the same. The park was still filled with children and loving couples. I slid down the window and a breeze carried a fragrance of brewed coffee from a nearby café. Everything is the same, yet different in its aspects.
"Where is mom? Is she still dating that Peter guy?" We don't have a problem as long as he keeps her happy and takes care of her.
Last year, Antonio told me about him and his mom. At first, we didn't like it at all, but after dad's death, his company helped mom to cope with her grief.
"She is in office as usual and yaa, they are still together. Mom recovered better than we expected." It's still a little difficult for him to accept Peter into the family. He tried to laugh it out but couldn't control his sad tone.
"It's ok, monkey. She needs someone in her life beside us, too." I patted his shoulder, and he just nodded, putting his phone beside.
"I missed you so much." He hugged me again.
"I am here now and won't be going anywhere." I rubbed his back. He is quite emotional but always acts tough as stone in front of everyone, but with me, he doesn't have any covers. He is my baby brother, and he will always be.
"Do you find anything about -"
"No. Not yet. Why don't you forget him? It's been almost five years. If he wanted to contact me, he would have at least." His response was expected. He still couldn't find Orian. He was our childhood friend.
Around a few months ago, before dad's accident, I found his goodbye letter, and he left the country giving no reason. We searched for him but couldn't find him.
"Let's not talk about him again. I am happy as you returned and don't want to ruin my mood. We arrived at home." He changed his mood so quickly, and dragged me out of the car with him.
He dragged me further with excitement, towards the Anderson mansion. A warm welcoming interior of white and light brown color. A large sitting area traced her dark chocolate brown carpets over the marble flooring.
The reflection of a shining chandelier magnifies the beauty of the mansion. Every corner was decorated with my favorite orchid flowers. They must be ordered by mom before she leaves for the office. Raven ran happily, oozing tears from her eyes from the kitchen, whipping her hands with a towel.
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."
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?"
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
Three years ago, Cecilia was left battered and alone by the man she loved most, Alston, yet she bravely completed the wedding ceremony while pregnant. Three years later, although they were married, they grew apart over time. Cecilia focused on her career, no longer foolishly believing in love. But her transformation instantly threw Alston into a panic... And what is the secret from 11 years ago that Cecilia has always been reluctant to reveal? *** "She went to a law firm, met with a lawyer..." A lawyer? Is Cecilia suing someone? Who? Is there any recent litigation against the company? Alston suddenly chuckled coldly, "Who could she sue? I'm the CEO of this company. How come such a matter doesn't come to me first?" The assistant swallowed nervously, speaking softly, "Sir, there's no litigation against the company. She met with... a divorce lawyer."
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?