Kyle Walsh harbors a profound disdain for the female gender as he has yet to encounter one who isn't adept at deception and perilous machinations. The singular exception to this rule is Elsa Smith, an enterprising young woman struggling to rescue her floundering enterprise. Elsa finds herself with a fleeting window of ten minutes to persuade the callous Irishman to aid her cause. With the clock ticking, Elsa faces a momentous decision: either abandon her aspirations and suffer defeat or resort to the drastic measure of leveraging her physicality to settle her financial obligations.
'What had brought her to this part of the world?' Elsa pondered as the helicopter skimmed over the treetops, her stomach churning with nerves. She was hidden beneath the thick canopy of the tropical rainforest, which covered vast expanses of exotic and mysterious terrain. Normally, she would have been captivated by the stunning beauty of her surroundings, but the impending meeting had her far too tense to appreciate it.
The man she was meeting, Kyle Walsh, was a brilliant yet risky individual, rumored to possess an extraordinary aptitude for numbers. The financial press had even compared him to a walking computer. He was also incredibly wealthy and wielded an immense amount of power, more than even kings and presidents. Elsa's aversion to technology made her uneasy, as she clung to her seat during the bumpy ride.
As the trees parted beneath them, revealing a rushing river below, Elsa turned to the pilot, seeking answers to her questions. "Why does he live all the way out here? He owns properties all over the world."
The pilot kept his eyes on the trees, explaining, "He values his privacy. The world won't leave him alone."
That made sense, given what Elsa had learned about Kyle Walsh. The list of unflattering adjectives describing him was endless: ruthless, emotionless, and lacking in compassion. He never gave interviews, making him somewhat of a recluse. "Is he a recluse, then?" Elsa asked.
The pilot chuckled, "Well, I wouldn't exactly call him soft and cuddly, not that women seem to mind. It appears that being dangerous and bad just draws them in. Women are able to detect power from a hundred yards away. Money and power."
Elsa couldn't help but laugh at the thought of her being mistaken for Kyle Walsh's girlfriend. "I'm here to meet with Mr. Walsh as a businesswoman. The initial investment for my company came from his company."
That investment had changed her life, but Elsa tried to push the thought aside as the sick feeling in her stomach returned. She stroked the surface of her briefcase, trying to restore her confidence. After all, she had piqued Kyle Walsh's interest with her small business, something that he had invested in as a business angel.
The pilot emitted a chuckle, "Ha! 'Angel'." He then proceeded to direct his focus towards the horizon, making minor adjustments to the controls. "I am uncertain of his means of acquiring wealth, but I can confidently assert that he is not a benevolent figure."
Elsa sat up with confidence, unwilling to be intimidated. "I do not always believe what I encounter in the news."
He responded, "Evidently," wearing a pitiful smile to match his disheveled appearance. "Otherwise, you would not be present here. Nevertheless, that is encouraging news, for it takes great bravery to venture out into this jungle. You strike me as a courageous young woman who possesses a distinct mind."
"Engaging in business meetings does not necessitate bravery. It solely depends on the nature of the individuals conducting business."
As the helicopter soared through a valley, covered in lush greenery and surrounded by undulating mountains, he added, "And the location. Few individuals possess the fortitude to visit the wolf in his lair."
Despite her efforts to remain open-minded, Elsa's mouth grew parched. "You are referring to Mr. Walsh as a wolf?"
Will the class divide between two brilliant surgeons, Peter O'Connor and Tasha Williams, prevent them from pursuing a forbidden romance? Peter has worked hard to overcome his humble beginnings, while Tasha has been showered with everything money can buy. As they work together, Peter can't deny the sparks that fly between them, but he knows they are too different to make it work. However, when Tasha's world is turned upside down and she's forced to fight for the first time in her life, will Peter be there to catch her fall? Or will their differences tear them apart?
Henry Murphy was a man of discriminating taste, always in search of the perfect employee to join his exclusive inner circle. But when an urgent need for a secretary arises, he finds himself settling for someone he would not normally consider - a plain and unremarkable assistant named Ella. Ella, on the other hand, is thrilled to have landed such a prestigious job, even if it means undergoing a dramatic transformation to meet Henry's exacting standards. She eagerly submits to a facelift, emerging from the procedure a stunning beauty with the power to turn heads and stop traffic. As Ella settles into her new role, she quickly realizes that Henry's interest in her goes beyond the professional. His thoughts shift from the boardroom to the bedroom, and he begins to pursue her with a relentless intensity that she finds both thrilling and unsettling. Despite her growing feelings for Henry, Ella is determined not to become just another notch on the billionaire's bedpost. Her convent upbringing has left her with a strong sense of morality, and she refuses to be reduced to the role of a mere mistress. As the tension between them builds, Ella begins to suspect that there may be more to Henry's playboy lifestyle than meets the eye. Is he really content to live a life of hedonistic pleasure, or is there something deeper driving his behavior? The closer they become, the more uncertain Ella becomes about her own desires. Should she risk everything for a man who has made it clear that he will never marry? And even if she does, can she trust that Henry's feelings for her are genuine, or will she be just another conquest in his endless quest for pleasure?
"I stood at the edge of my heart and watched him choose her. In the end, I was not the one he needed. I was simply the one he settled for." - Noelle ~~~~~~~ I thought I was the one he loved. But a few days before our wedding, I saw him in a way I never had before. His eyes softened as he spoke to her. His first love, and the very woman who had left him in pieces. Heartbreak was something I knew too well. And as I watched the love he still held for her in his eyes, I realized what I had to do. I couldn't marry a man who wasn't truly mine. With no means to cancel the wedding and lacking the courage to confront him, I made a desperate choice to leave. I painfully gave his first love my treasured engagement ring thinking it was for the best and the only way to free myself. But when he saw that ring on her finger, the fragile world I had tried to escape began to shatter. His obsession to find me and bring me back ignited a dangerous game of cat and mouse.
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." Darcy stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You're not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She stared at me in the mirror. "You can't even glance at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of gazing at that scar?" Heather Bailey got a surprise from her husband: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. She was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman. After signing the divorce papers, shockwaves caught her up. Her flower shop was burned to the ground. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers from influential families, she started her revenge on Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted, but that was just the beginning.
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 dream of everyone with regards to marriage is to be able to find that special someone and settle down with them. Even arranged marriages grant you an opportunity to meet your partner briefly before the wedding. How will you feel about waking up in the morning with someone sleeping next to you who is not just anyone but your legally married partner yet with no memory of how that had happened in just a few hours of going out the previous day? This is the story of Jason Haward and Julia Harrison, two strangers trapped in a marriage they never planned. The quest to find out why led to the unfolding of a mystery which made them realize they are both living a lie. To find out more, read this amazing story of love, betrayal, revenge and murder.
"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."
"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.