She belongs to him and he would go every extra mile to make it remain so. Bella's imagination might have landed her in trouble with Jay. A man full of authority, one of the top richest men in the state. No one questioned him. A little mistake landed her as a slave to his will, and soon his possession. A journey full of all the naughtiest deeds, remodeling and reshaping her very being to fit into his world. If willing into his forever. He is the a mafia lord but would the softness of a woman like Bella melt his own rugged hardness.
It was all new to Bella. A new school, a new state and a new dad. It might have as well as been a new her but then, it has always been just her, nerdy Bella whose world was wrapped up around her imagination. It must have been creepy how vivid her imagination might have been and the things she does but then, Bella would always be Bella.
As she walked towards the gates of the school which would mean her last days in highschool, she could feel her shy gait creep in so she pushed off her mind everything and imagined herself as a queen walking proudly towards the gates of her bedroom which had within it the most beautiful man as her king, little did she know she laid in wait for her cause she had happened to bump into someone; waking from her half daydream, she was shocked as two broad cold shoulders greeted her, Bella was barely 5'2 but standing in front of her was a huge 6'2 frame and by all ramifications endowed. When he turned to face her, Bella could feel herself wet in the pants, damn!!!
The man was simply beautiful and hot. She nearly slipped back to her day dreaming when his thunderous voice brought her back to normality.
He had this serious angry glint in his wicked eyes 'Eyes I hope would be filled with naughty imaginations of what to do with me, snap out of it Bella. He's obviously pissed' she found herself thinking. Bella muttered a sorry excuse for her mistake but the man was definitely not buying it and then he simply took off his suit jacket which was stained with her red lipstick. Red lipstick on a white suit!!! No wonder her mind was not at peace when she chose that color but then she giggled which clearly infuriated him the more.
"Think it's funny huh, very well then..." he bent closer, pulled her name tag and said, "I'll be keeping this, miss. Get this jacket cleaned and organized by the morning and get it to me. Here's my card."
She was getting ready to blast him but then he turned and said, " Don't even think of running away, cause I would find you, I'll be hanging on to this," he waved her tag and with a short smile turned and left.
Gosh, she would kill for that smile but then reality dawned on her, she stared at the card, it had his name and address. Including his phone number but then again, how could she get in trouble on her first day at school, worse still, this suit was not any ordinary one. This was one obviously expensive, Bella broke down crying silently but then got up, picked up the suit and card and headed home.
The name on the card read, 'JAY MARTIN ' definitely not someone she wanted to find out what he'll do to her, not with all the power he yielded except something of the naughty sort.
"Oh snap out of it Bella !!!" she told herself.
Claire Willows is a dyslexic girl born to genius parents which happens to be her greatest flaw yet. After being rejected by her remarried mother, Claire goes to stay with her father and his new family where she finds a job at one of the many restaurants belonging to her celebrity crush, Tristan Jenkins a chef. Tristan apparently comes to Norman to lie low for a while as he heals from his surgery which is when he discovers his attraction to Claire. Despite telling himself that he would have nothing to do with her, a relationship blooms between the two. Upon finding out she is dyslexic he tries to help her admist intrusion from her childhood long forgotten friend, Jake Blake. Jake's presence forms what would be seen as a love triangle causing a lot of heated issues. Would their love stand the test of time or would they go their separate ways?
"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 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."
Natalie used to think she could melt Connor’s icy heart, but she was sorely mistaken. When at last she decided to leave, she discovered that she was pregnant. Even so, she chose to quietly leave his world, prompting Connor to mobilize all of his resources and expand his business to a global scale—all in a bid to find her. But there was no trace of Natalie. Connor slowly spiraled into madness, turning the city upside down and leaving chaos in his wake. Natalie finally surfaced years later, with wealth and power of her own, only to find herself entangled with Connor once again.
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."
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."