Erica fell in love with her boss! Who was her boss? The famous wealthy business man, Oscar King! He was every woman's dream guy but was unusually cold to public affairs. Reasons, he didn't trust anyone. Having lived her life quite roughly, Erica decided to settle down for a decent job and applied as an office worker in Leo's corp but got hired as the boss driver instead. To anyone else, that may have been a dangerous job but to her, it was a dream come true. Overcoming the dangers lurking and the rising threats didn't look easy but somehow they had to pull through... Together! I mean, someone's got to take out the bad guys, right? And during this time, she found herself yearning for her boss, the man she would never dream of having. What now?
I walked along the main road of the city park while scrolling through my phone. I held it to my face while relentlessly going through the internet.
There were so many hot topics to view lately. I grinned while enjoying the news.
Suddenly, a family of three walked past me. A father, mother and a little girl, chattering away happily.
Happy Family! The words I missed! The words I wished never faded!
I stopped in my tracks and looked back. The wind blew gently so I had to brush my short orange hair aside for a clearer view. My ocean blue eyes peered into the scene with mixed feelings.
The little girl in their midst looked so happy. She giggled with so much warmth and carefree spirit. It reminded me of those days.
Those days when my life was like every other. They were the days when I and my family were very happy. I missed those days.
I was a carefree little girl just like the girl I was seeing. I smiled and turned to leave. If only those days didn't end. But so what? It was already the past. There was no use crying over spilled milk.
My name is Erica Dale. I'm an independent second class working lady... well, at least that's what I think I am.
When I was little, my parents and I had a lot of fun, we were almost the perfect trio. I treasured every moment and wishes that things would never change and that I would never grow up, that was how happy I was.
They erected a swing for me in the garden, at the back of our house. There, we would play together. I'd call my dad superman and my mom, wonder woman, because to me, they were my worlds greatest heros. They were perfect.
I was very happy with my family until it all fell apart. The older I got, the more that I saw that my parents weren't heros. They were just like me, imperfect.
It all started the day I got back from school. I was four but unlike other kids, I didn't take the bus because the school was just a few blocks away.
I opened the front door with a cheerful smile ready to great my parents, but what met me was our family's portrait flying towards me. I quickly ducked due to instinct and avoided it but still got hurt by the shattered glass.
I looked up in fright and saw my parents, fighting. My mom was screaming stuffs that I couldn't understand and my dad responded the same way. I felt a sharp pain in my chest as I watched the harmony of my family fall into ruins for what I didn't understand.
"Erica, go to your room!" Mom instructed
"Why send her away?" Dad said "Why not let her know?"
"Kyle, get a hold of yourself. She's still a child." Mom responded
"Yeah, 'our' child!" I was sure he emphasized on the word 'our' as he stared at mom like he was going to kill her. I couldn't do anything. With my little legs and my bag pack still hanging on my shoulders, I ran up to my room crying.
I shut the door and didn't come out no matter what I heard. There were more things breaking in the kitchen and then the living room. Then, I heard my mom scream at dad.
"I love my daughter but I won't stay with you for one more second. I'm leaving!" She declared but didn't leave. She stayed but hardly showed her face to me. It broke my heart.
Everytime I got home from school, I'd meet them arguing over little and big things. It happened everyday but I couldn't get used to it. For a four year old girl, it was too much to take.
I got to middle school and that was when I realized that dad had started drinking, mom came home once in a while and we were running out of money.
The few times mom came home were always chaotic. I'd wish for those few times to at least be peaceful but my wish never came true.
This made me wonder what went wrong? Why could they never be happy? I started wishing that I had a different family; where everything was fine and felt like mine.
Seeing them fight like that, I swore I'd never be like them but looking back now, I guess I was just a kid back then.
Mom finally packed her stuff and left, but before she left, I asked her with teary eyes.
"Why...why did all this happen?" She looked at me for a moment, her eyes giving off emotions I couldn't understand.
"Falling for the wrong person is painful." She began "You don't get to fall in love everyday and you don't find the perfect one with ease. Let me advise you," she stroked my hair "...loving is hard. It doesn't always work, you just need to try your best not to get hurt." With those words she left.
I couldn't bring myself to stop her or ask her to take me along. Perhaps I still believed she would come back and everything would go back to the way it used to be. Perhaps.
I went to the swing and sat there trying not to cry but I wasn't strong enough. I broke into tears as I thought of my broken family.
Mom was gone, dad became a drunk and I was all alone. My friends were also gone, what could I possibly do?
I was sure to heed mom's advise and because of that, I didn't fall for anyone. I entered highschool and dads drinking worsened. He couldn't even recognize me as his daughter anymore.
Dad often saw me as a punching bag but I wasn't one to take a hot for nothing. Regardless of him being my father, I'd hit him back really hard.
At first, I started by hitting him with the nearest object to knock him out and if there was none, I'd use my fist. I got used to knocking him out, occasionally.
Such incidents happened a lot and I got acustomed to using my fist. That much experience in fighting became useful later on.
I got into college with the trust fund saved in my name and stayed in campus. I didn't want to go home and face my drunk of a father.
I indulged in a lot of activities just to keep my mind off things and really let go.
I didn't trust anyone or rather, couldn't trust anyone no matter how nice or innocent they looked. That only spiked up my suspicions concerning your motive of approaching me.
I wasn't a pushover at college and I definitely didn't let a matter slide.
Sure I wasn't the most popular or the most beautiful but I stood out with my curly orange hair, sharp ocean blue eyes, little round nose and small plump lips. I was the definition of cute but dangerous.
I went on with my single life, always remembering the words my mom told me. I couldn't stand the thought of getting my heart hurt. Sure I could take a few punches in the face but definitely not my heart.
Ariel, being an Illegitimate child was scorned and hated. She craved for love and affection, thus, was easily betrayed and stabbed in the back. But everything changed for the better when she met Raymond. He helped her get her revenge and in return, used her to get his own revenge. Sparks and flickers of light ignite in their relationship when they realize they were th missing pieces that could complete each other and there was no other for them. Find out how hate and betrayal, jealousy and envy destroy and rebuild the lives of Ariel and Raymond.
Ava, after her twin sister, Eve dies, she starts searching for a job in order to cater for her sick father and two younger siblings. But then, she gets kidnapped and gets mistaken as Eve since they were both identical twins. She tries to reason with them that she wasn't Eve but they wouldn't believe her. It would seem Eve had a tough story and she wanted to know exactly how her sister had been doing so far, having taken all the family burden for herself. Then, she meets Nathaniel. A lavish spending young master and CEO of the Leo company. He had been entangled with Eve in the past and after catching Ava, he refuses to believe her since Eve had tricked him too many times while using multiple identities. How would she convince him otherwise?
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
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."
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.
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ This Book Contains Matured Contents, reader's discretion is advised. *** "Do you have any idea how much I want to be inside you right now?" he asked as he stood to his feet. "Then why aren't you?" I responded, loving the feel of him pressed so close, my back to the mirror, my front to him. But even still, in some far corner of my lust-fogged mind, I realized that we were still in a bathroom. Anyone could walk in and see us. The thought of getting discovered was scary and erotic at the same time. "Oh, we're not done. Spread your legs a bit for me, Kitten." He commanded. When I did as he instructed, he settled between my legs again. "Now close your eyes. And try not to move." Dominic Rutherford murmured. I drew in a sharp breath as his fingers slipped into me with a silky, wet ease. First one. Then another. A feverish tide rose inside me, and I groaned. I jerked in response, causing me to unconsciously move my hips towards his teasing, clever hand, seeking more. "Ohh-" My body trembled under his touch. "Please..." *** Ruby escapes a stifling marriage filled with betrayal, eager to reclaim her freedom. At a masquerade ball, she meets Dominic, a mysterious older man always wearing a mask and has a complex past. Their intense attraction ignites a passionate and dangerous affair. Dominic, who was tasked by Ruby's unknown brother to find her, is captivated by her defiant spirit. As Ruby gets entangled in Dominic's dark world and faces threats from her vengeful former husband and an enemy within, she struggles with her fear of love. Will Ruby and Dominic overcome their pasts and the secrets that threaten to tear them apart? Can Ruby submit to love even after the truth is revealed?
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.