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?
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
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.
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."
Five years ago, he upped and left his wife without informing her. He had always felt unworthy. As a result, he decided to go and become a better man. It took him five whole years of daily hard work. When he was satisfied, he returned as a powerful and honorable man. He intended to start a family with his wife. But he got back to meet the greatest shocker of his life. He actually had a daughter!
After my family's sinister plots collapsed, they lashed out at me, taking their rage to a violent level. Cornered and desperate, I married Jaxton—the town's most sought-after bachelor—due to an unplanned pregnancy. Love had no part in this marriage; I assumed he married me purely out of responsibility, his heart belonging elsewhere. The moment I chose to let him go and turned to leave, he grabbed me and pinned me down hard. "Jaxton, you promised you'd never touch me!" I snapped, glaring fiercely. His eyes flashed arrogantly as he leaned closer. "You're the one who started this!"
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are 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 in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. 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 who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.