Calvin Carson. Genius, handsome, millionaire, and respected. His name meant power wherever he went, but just as he exuded greatness, he also exuded pain and anger. And anyone who saw him from afar could be sure they wanted to have this man's life. He was not. Calvin had created his own enemies in that world where everything had to be him or him. Camille Craig is her wife. Beautiful, smart, clever, cunning, a liar... They both believed they could hide their past and their lies. They were hiding a lot of things from each other, and it would be hard for them to admit what they had kept quiet for years. And before they could find happiness, they had to destroy or confront what haunted them so much. More than a war of hearts, it was a war where lies... The devil would know what it is to feel love for a person and lose everything for her. And she would know what it is like to be in hell... Lost in love.
When you run away from a difficult past, everything becomes slow and heavy.
The things that used to make you happy, don't make you happy anymore because of what your head knows, and now everything had to appear, as something else, a being based on lies taking care that everything fits because a mistake could cost a lot.
Lies are like a row of dominoes, you pull one, and they all fall equally.
And I had been living like that for a while.
I sigh. I look at my nails and want to beat myself up for not having painted them before, they looked plain compared to the women who have already gone on to be interviewed, but I'm not used to painting them.
I was nervous, there was no doubt about that. After a long time things are finally falling into place, it took time, but I want to believe it was worth it, this wasn't even about me anymore. And that was what made me nervous, there were a lot of people, both women and men vying for the position of executive assistant of this company, surely several with experience in the position.
And I had no experience in this.
In fact, given my past, this job was far from resembling my old one, but I needed this, I wanted something quiet and away from the wars. Something that would give me the confidence to be close to my loved ones without so much drama, I wanted to live in a world that was not based on lies as I have been living.
Carson's Enterprise.
The cursive letters on the wall near the main office catch the eye in their space gray color, it is a simple sign, but nothing ordinary because of the material let alone the decor surrounding it.
I often wondered to myself why they never gave this place a name related to wine. Its name was simple, but one should not be fooled because there was nothing simple about this place. I had already researched this place and an acquaintance told me about this place so that I would take it as soon as possible.
One of the reasons I came here was because he told me that this was the best place for me.
"Camille Craig, it's your turn" I looked at the woman who was calling me and nodded.
I was glad I had put on my suit for this situation because all the workers here came in perfect form; smart and neat. And since the night before I was kind of panicking not to look like them, after all, I didn't use to dress like that before.
But I'm not going to deny it, I like it, it gives me an air of...
I get up from the waiting chair, walk behind the beautiful woman, and waited for my heels not to betray me for this moment where my life could change. I wanted to make a good impression, but my heart was pounding and my nerves were on edge.
And I was panicking about falling even though it was my first day on the job.
It wasn't that I didn't know how to walk in high shoes or that it would be hard for me, it was just that I wasn't used to wearing heels for so long and the nervousness didn't help at all. And it was what could betray me.
After I left my other job I had to keep a low profile for a few years and with that decision, I gave up the long dresses, expensive clothes, black uniform, high heels, or platform boots that used to be part of my job as...
"I'm ready" I whisper.
I had no reason to be nervous, I had graduated with honors from Stanford University recently and done harder things than being an assistant before. I had a good resume for this place, if anything went wrong it would be on me and my nervousness.
Which I wouldn't let happen.
I can't blow this opportunity, I'm clear on that.
"Come in. Mr. Carson was waiting for you inside. A word of advice, never look him in the eye" She tells me, and I nodded nervously. The girl opened the mahogany door and motioned for me to come in. "Good luck."
"Thank you" I replied.
Slowly but surely, I walked into Mr. Carson's office.
Chase, one of my old friends, told me that this place was ideal for me to be a part of, and I clearly agreed. Not because he told me that, but because my contacts moved to put together the perfect resume for me to get in here and people like Chase get it all done.
Of course, it didn't cross my mind that it was Mr. Carson himself who would be doing the interview.
"Good morning, sir" I greet leaving behind the woman full of nervousness to give way to the other one, who was trained for these things.
He looked up and those eyes carried a coldness worthy of a thriller movie.
Now I understand why I was told "don't look into his eyes". They are so blue, so cold, and so beautiful that they captivate whoever looks into them. They are spells, they are a curse and maybe they can be...
"Good morning, miss" he reciprocated my greeting.
I wanted to sit down, but my father taught me that until my superior asked me not to do so.
"Camille Craig" he says my name and I try to keep my cool. "I've seen your resume, good qualifications, speaks several languages, has skills needed for this position and I must admit it's too good to be real. And if this big world has taught me anything, it's that I can't trust anyone no matter how good they are. So, I ask you, do you have anything to say?"
"Nothing" I responded immediately, and he looked at me with a frown.
He motioned me to take a seat and I continue with what I wanted to imply. There is nervousness, but my desire to eat the world came first because I have priorities and it is obvious why I do it.
So I must stand my ground.
Brandon lived all his life in darkness, being the strongest alpha of all, a king to the wolves and an important businessman in the human kingdom. After centuries of loneliness, one day a little human girl appears, which Brandon immediately recognizes as his mate. But she is human, so the Alpha King despises her from the first moment, since Brandon hates all humans, considering them weak and useless, intruders in a world that should be only for wolves. Amanda, a young human girl with a terrible past and many secrets, is reunited with Brandon on her 17th birthday. But she is no longer a helpless child, and she will teach the great Alpha king that not all humans are helpless. For Amanda has a great power, which no other wolf can match, not even Brandon. *** “Take her away, I want her out of my sight.” Brandon ordered his servant with disgust, looking at the girl in front of him. “Brandon, she's just a child.” The servant reproached. “I don't care, put her away before I kill her myself.” Brandon shouted angrily. “Sir, please!” Amanda stammered nervously, looking at the big wolf with fear. And that was where they saw for the first time, a werewolf full of hatred, and a human with no will to live.
The Billionaire Betrayed Wife follows Rachael Morgan, an orphan whose search for love leads her into the ruthless world of the Blackwood family. Betrayed by her husband and tormented by her adoptive sister, Rachael's life spirals into chaos when she's cast out and left to survive on the streets, pregnant and alone. Just when all hope seems lost, a mysterious savior from her past rescues her, giving her the chance to heal and rebuild. Years later, she returns stronger, armed with a fierce desire for revenge. With her son by her side, Rachael will stop at nothing to destroy those who shattered her trust-even if it means risking everything to reclaim her life and her power.
She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
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?