TWO BROKEN SOULS. He was the tamer, just as she calls him. And she....... The noisy Miss- kitty, who doesn't mind her business. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ As he took one step closer, his muscles made direct contact with every fibres of my body, and i could feel my skin becoming hotter than an erupted volcano. " I tell you, miss- kitty, there are many ways to tame a cat. " "...... " ~~~~~~~~ Cassandra Thorne aims for a calm and peaceful life with one rule, NEVER FALL FOR THAT SHIT CALLED LOVE!!. As she rides in a smooth boat With a new babysitting job, a grumpy granny and a lovely but troublesome sister, nothing could go wrong. BUT. FATE has a natural way of smashing us right in the face about things we so much ignore. What happens when her boat of roses comes crashing into the very island of the tamer, THE ALMIGHTY AMBROSE WILLIAMS? what happens when she takes up the job of babysitting Mr. Tamer's daughter? Will our sweet little Annie be tamed, or will she tame the Tamer? Just as the saying~ "..It's hard asking someone with a broken heart to fall in love.. " Join me as we groove through the love triangle of Cassandra Thorne and her Tamer, Ambrose Williams.
CASSANDRA
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To begin, I was never an attractive fellow, I was never your 'hot' or 'wild' type.
I was just Cassandra Thorne, with brown eyes and brown hair locks, twenty one by August, weighs twenty seven kilograms, height is 5'4 ft.
Yeah, that's the plain me.
I was raised in a very conserved home, my dad died when I was still tender, having my mom and Nana lecture me on good morals and characters to enable me be accepted by good people and, God.
I had finished my bachelor in Business administration few months ago, and believed with the help of a scholarship, I'll apply for graduate studies. But with my bashful and introverted lifestyle I hoped to teach in a reputable university.
I had alot planned out.
should I call it alot?
just some heres and theres would be perfect for me, no?
I would further my graduate studies and expand my knowledge while working in a good university.
Oh and....... One way or another come across a good professor just like me who shares the same love value and reputation as me. He'd be a believer of love, we'd fall slowly and deeply in love, and eventually marry, start our own family.
Ha ha, fairy tale right?
So here's the twist.
There will be no more fairy tale.
There will be no more reputable value.
There will be no more freaking fantasy.
You know why?
Because this girl of twenty one took a decision today.
One that swept my fantasy to the trash.
One that threw my fairy tale to the drain.
You know fate has its way of slapping you right in the face, and it gave me not just any slap but one that awake me from my fantasy.
One good thing about the slap was, a new me came forth, and a new decision too.
Tears flowed out my eyes as I recalled today's.............. Mind-blowing event.
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Music was my life.
Music and poetry.
And every other simple girly aesthetics, Just like I earlier said, Living a simple Life.
My Thirteen year old sister, Diane was still in school and everything seemed perfect as I was so lost In my Dreamworld of love when I heard a crashing sound from downstairs.
*Thud*
" Stella, you are not serious....Are you?"
I rushed out at my Nana's heartbreaking voice.
" Mom stop acting like this, you've been keeping me for too long now because of them." My mom's voice rang out.
Them? who was my mom talking about.
I stepped in only to find my Nana sobbing," Stella, Diane is too young for this, she is just Thirteen."
What the....
" Mom am leaving and it's final! look at me! I need a life too...... Am too young to shoulder all these."
Was mom........Leaving?
" You have me my child, you have been taking care of them so you shouldn't stop now, and not because of him!"
Him.
What was going on!
" Mum leave Abel out of this! He has nothing to do with this! This is all my decision and it's final." My mom took my Nana's hands and continued, " Mom I'm hurt too....... I don't want to leave but I have to..... it has been years since he left... years since he died...."
My mom was chocking on her words.... she was referring to my..... Dad?
" What about Diane? What about Cassandra? Don't you think of them?" My Nana's voice broke down into a consecutive sobs.
".... I have stayed with them patiently...I have mourned him enough mom... This is a time to make my own decision.This is a time to be free mom...... Am just forty Two .... Am too young for all these.....Cassandra is a grown woman now and she can take good care of herself and her sister....."
*Slap*
My Nana.... slapped my mom!
" shame on you Stella! shame on you! These children will grow without you. Will that make you happy?" my Nana was screaming with tears on her face.
And I was crying.
My mom was leaving..... But why?
" Mom, this is not going to change anything, am leaving the country and....." She picked her luggage and prepared to leave. " Am getting married to Abel."
I gasped.
My mom shot her gaze to my direction.
Before me, A Woman...... Who hardly resembled what I knew as a mom, stood.
My heart sunk.
And I gasped again as tears flowed from my face.
Mom barely looked recognizable.
Bile rose up to my throat.
Gone was her usual warm and gentle smile.
Gone was her peaceful and always cool look.
And gone was........All the tenderness she always looked at my sister and I with.
My mom was......... Lost.
She was........Gone.
A tear dropped down her face as she fixed her brown hazel with mine.
Mom was leaving....... Because of a...... Man?
She was leaving her family behind..... her world behind.
She was starting a new Life....... Outside of this she has created with us.
The woman who I've always looked up to....... The one who I've always admired..... The one who birthed me.....The one who nurtured me..... all because of...... A Man?
This is fate right?
This is fate mocking me right in the face.
This is fate laughing at my pretty messed up life.
My Mom thinks she has mourned my Dad enough.
She thinks she needed a life for herself.
My mom thinks am old enough to care for my siblings.
And that is what I am going to do.
I will Grant her The Life she wished.
I will show her how strong I am.
A tear dropped from her face as she snatched her gaze away from me.
" Am leaving Mom." She looked at me once again, " And am not coming back."
I cleaned my tear-filled face with the back of my palm and gave her a smile.
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Fate Is A Bitch.
An ugly Bitch.
I won't blame him though, he taught me well.
Because It was at this moment, My will for a new me came.
My vows. My Rules.
I will Never Fall in Love.
Again.
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!
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?"
"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.
After three years of loveless marriage, Kira was slapped with divorce papers. She has shown him her unrequited love throughout her entire marriage with him, but he decided to turn blind eyes all because of his lover. Distraught and heartbroken, Kira choose to sign the divorce papers with bitter heart. But then and there, she promised herself that when she's back, he will come crawling to her, but she will make him pay for hurting her. Join Kira as she transform to a wealthy heiress and soared as the CEO of a multi-billion-dollar empire, a remarkable healer and make her ex-husband pay!
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
Amy didn't expect that her husband whom she had loved and trusted earnestly for many years would be cheating on her by having sex with his secretary. When she confronted him, he and his secretary mocked and ridiculed her, they called her barren to her face, afterall, she had not conceived for the past three years that she had been married to her husband, Callan. Terribly Heartbroken, she filed for divorce and left to the club, she picked a random gigolo, had a hot one night stand with him, paid him and dissapeared to a small city. She came back to the country six years later with three identical cute boys and three identical cute girls of the same age. She settled and got a job but soon find out that her CEO was the gigolo she had sex with six years back at the club. Will she be able to hide her six little cuties from her CEO, who happens to be the most powerful man in NorthHill and beleived to be infertile? Can Amy and the most powerful man in NorthHill get along considering the social gap between them.