The daughter of a very rich billionaire seemed to have everything going on well for her, except a promising relationship. Just when she thought she had found the right man - Richard, she got to know his true identity - he was poor, and below her social status. Even though, Richard had all that she wanted in a man, she broke her relationship with him, because he was poor, and not in anyway close to her status. But in the long run, she found Richard irresistible. Jessica got married to Richard against her family's wishes, but her family made life miserable for Richard, until the both of them got separated, and Jessica married her ex-boyfriend, who happened to be her family's desire. The relationship between the two was hell for Jessica, until Jessica got to know that her ex-boyfriend was behind her father's death, and also a wicked enemy to the family. She separated from him, and went in search of Richard. But now, Richard's status had changed. Will he accept Jessica back, and what will happen to Jessica's ex-boyfriend?
It was another day at work. I woke up feeling very tired and exhausted from the previous day's work, but I just had to squeeze myself out of bed. It was going to be another hectic day. The company was working on a certain project that involved proper documentation. Since I began work as the Legal Manager at The Legends, one of the largest Law firms in the whole of Hatwick City, I decided to always prove myself diligent and up to the task, to be promoted in no time.
I arrived at The Legends in no time and climbed upstairs to my office. Inside my office is a dark walnut bookcase lining the entire left-hand wall. There is a black leather sofa with a fur rug over the back and an Indian blanket draped over the arm. There is a television on the shelf to the left, but it is only used for XM radio. My chair is Captain style on wheels with leather seat and back. To the left behind me is another bookshelf on top of a matching file cabinet. The ceiling fan keeps the air blowing in an otherwise enclosed space.
I sat down to begin work, and before I knew it, time was far spent. I remembered to get something from the room next to my office. In no time, I walked out of the room that housed our network server, plotter and printers, and into the foyer of our large office suite. Then I met the Manager of The Legends, George Harrison, who gave me a grin.
"Hey, Boss, I was about to call you. It's 3:45 pm, time for you to act like a sheep herder and get the flock out of here."
I chuckled when he called me Boss. Yes, I was the Legal Manager of the Company, and I was in charge of the office staff; but George was the Company's Manager. George was organized, efficient, and didn't take any shit from anyone, me included. He was also loyal to the extreme; I knew everything he did, whether I liked it or not, was in my best interest. Working with George, a widower and father, seems like one of the best things happening to me.
"I'll tidy up work for today and hand over those documents to the Secretary, and I'm out of here," I said breezily.
I was in a rush to leave because it was my anniversary, and I had big plans for my handsome husband.
Before George could reply with his usual smart-assed remark, the heavily tinted front glass door swung inward and a man wearing a neatly pressed light-weight black suit walked in from the bright sunlight. The tall man came straight up to me and spoke before I could introduce myself.
"Are you Sandra Douglas?" he asked.
I nodded.
"You can call me Sandra. Now how can I help you?" I replied.
While I was still talking and smiling at him, he didn't seem to give a corresponding response; instead, he slapped a manila envelope into my palm.
"Mrs Douglas, you have been served," he intoned sonorously.
He tapped the brown envelope and continued,
"This is a petition for the dissolution of the marriage between you and Martinez Douglas."
Then he placed two smaller business-sized envelopes in my paw.
"This envelope contains an order of protection enjoining you from contacting or approaching Martinez Douglas. And finally, this is a note from him and the key to unit seventeen at the U-Store on Fifth Street. All your personal items are already there, except for a duffle bag of items he thought you might need immediately. That bag is in the back of your truck."
When the man was done speaking, he spunned around and departed, leaving me devastated. I looked down at the envelopes in my hand, and the significance of them hit me like a ton of real bricks. A wave of vertigo swept over me, and I sank into the chair by George's desk. The next thing I remember is George pressing a pill into my hand and handing me a cup of water.
"Here, take this," he ordered.
I took the tablet from him and gave him a questioning look.
"Xanax," he answered my unasked question.
I nodded and popped the pill, swallowing it with a slug of water. Then with shaking hands, I opened the envelope with the note from Martinez and started reading. The note was short and to the point.
Sandra,
I know this comes as a shock to you, but after much considerable thought, I decided that this was the best way to handle things: a clean break with no histrionics.
First of all, I want you to know that I am not doing this out of malice and that I bear no ill will. It is just time for me to move on. I have hopes and dreams that, sadly, don't include you. But the truth is, you've always known that my feelings for you weren't as strong as yours for me. I hope you love me enough to agree and let me go.
Be well, Sandra, you are a good woman.
Fondly,
Martinez
I read the note twice, not believing my eyes the first time I read it. After the second pass, I handed the flimsy sheet of paper to George and watched his reaction as he scanned it. When he finished, his eyes lasered in on mine.
"You had no idea this was coming?" He asked incredulously.
I shook my head dumbly.
"Not ... a ... clue," I answered.
It was his turn to shake his head as he handed the note back to me.
"Springing this on you on your anniversary is possibly the most wicked thing I've ever heard of," He said angrily.
I nodded. On that I could say, we were in complete agreement.
As soon as he said that, George stood up from his desk, fished his car keys out of his purse and grabbed my arm.
"Come on, you are staying at my place tonight. I'm not about to leave you alone," he ordered.
I did not argue with him, because I knew the alternative was sitting at a bar and feeling depressed and sorry for myself - or worse. I did protest when George insisted on me riding with him, but in the end, I grabbed the duffle bag the process server had put into the bed of my truck and got in his three-year-old Toyota Camry. George was quiet on the ride to his house, leaving me alone with my thoughts. Those thoughts went way back to when this all started.
The daughter of a very rich billionaire seemed to have everything going on well for her, except a promising relationship. Just when she thought she had found the right man - Richard, she got to know his true identity - he was poor, and below her social status. Even though, Richard had all that she wanted in a man, she broke her relationship with him, because he was poor, and not in anyway close to her status. But in the long run, she found Richard irresistible. Jessica got married to Richard against her family's wishes, but her family made life miserable for Richard, until the both of them got separated, and Jessica married her ex-boyfriend, who happened to be her family's desire. The relationship between the two was hell for Jessica, until Jessica got to know that her ex-boyfriend was behind her father's death, and also a wicked enemy to the family. She separated from him, and went in search of Richard. But now, Richard's status had changed. Will he accept Jessica back, and what will happen to Jessica's ex-boyfriend?
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?
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
"Is it considered betrayal to develop feelings for your best friend's boyfriend? What about when fate intervenes, and he turns out to be your destined mate? You might think it's luck and thank the moon goddess for such a twist of fate. That's what I believed until the love of my life uttered those dreaded words: 'I want a divorce!' As I stared at the pregnancy test in my hands, I realized it was better to keep my secret to myself. My name is Violet, and this is my story."
"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!
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."