"You will fall in love with me," he started. "You're the only one I want." "I can't fall in love again, Adrian..." she said. He took her two arms and raised them up, pinning her against a wall. He rubbed his nose against hers, making their breaths mingle. He really cannot get enough of her. He kissed her deeply until she gasped for air. "You can't tell me you feel nothing for me," he said roughly against her mouth. He held her two hands with one of his and ripped her blouse open with his other hand. "I know how you feel every time I touch you," "Adrian...." "The way you call my name tells me you love me." "Adrian.....please....." "You practically melt under my touch." "Ahhhh Adrian....." She made to kiss him, but he avoided her kiss. "You're mine to have...I love you, Sharon," he said, voice beginning to break. "Oh Adrian," she said and began to cry. "I can't get you out of my mind, I need you by my side always." "Please Adrian...." she cried. "I know you, Sharon," he said. "I know what to get from every feeling. I know what to hear from every touch. I know your every need, every desire, when to touch, how to touch." He released her and she could barely stand. "Your body is like my instrument. I know every cord, every key. I know how to play you." he said very slowly. "I don't want just your body, I want more." A handsome billionaire can get any woman he wants, but Adrian is deeper than that. He goes after a single mum who shielded her heart with iron gates. Sharon's ex-husband comes into the picture and wants her back. An engaging love triangle ensues. And then, there's Jeanne, Adrian's first love. She is desperate to have his love and would do anything to get him back.
Chapter 1
It's been a while.
She sat there, slowly chewing her food. She let out a sigh as she studied the ambience. The restaurant was just about the same.
The restaurant was behind the lobby of a spectacular hotel, well situated in the center of the busy city.
The Urban Bistro was a stylish haven in the midst of the built surroundings. Tall, modern buildings surround it, and the floor to ceiling windows offer an unhindered view of the streets.
It was their venue for date nights and special occasions, in the early days of their marriage.
She had not been there since he abandoned her and her pregnancy. She summoned a lot of courage to return there.
She was there for the outstanding array of food. There was a buffet every Sunday.
She smiled softly as the thought of her young son came to her mind. He was the only joy in her life. She delighted in his naughtiness and playful ways.
She had made up her mind to remain single...for sanity and peace. Her ex-husband hurt her too much, and she had lost faith in all men or hope for love.
She felt spent and emotionally exhausted. Indeed, she had nothing else to offer anyone. She could never be enough for anyone else.
All the love, emotions, and feelings she could ever have, had been squeezed out of her by the ungrateful moron she chose for a husband.
She owed her son an apology for selecting a loser as his father.
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Adrian Sterling decided to be alone that cool Sunday evening. He needed a break from his incredibly busy life.
Some peace and quiet will do him a lot of good at this time.
He had not taken a break in forever. He was there to try out the cooking of the new chef.
He was seated at a table adjacent to an incredibly looking woman. Apart from her beauty, the countenance on her face drew him to her. He studied her carefully with a corner of his eyes, but was careful not to be caught glaring at her.
She had a rare, subtle beauty. He has been with too many women to know that. She had little or no makeup on, which meant she had nothing to hide.
He had had his fair share of women. They presented themselves to him as beautifully as they could be but looked entirely different when their makeup was washed off.
She had a timeless beauty that could compete with the greatest works of art. Her perfect skin and delicate, high cheekbones framed her face, and her long, luscious hair cascaded down like liquid gold. Her eyes were wide, expressive, and as deep and alluring as the ocean.
She had soft, inviting lips that were well sculpted. Her lips frequently curved into a faint smile. Her presence had an enticing attraction due to the trace of mystery in her gaze, which made him wonder about the depth of her thoughts.
She seemed sad, pent up and eluded of confidence. Tried as she could, pain could not be hidden in her eyes. But he must commend her for being strong enough to eat alone. Everyone present there was with a partner, family, or friends. But she sat alone, quietly eating her food.
Was she stood up?
Nah.
She would have left instead of staying.
She looked so lonely, and he felt oddly attracted to her. He had an urge to care for her and deal with her pain. He felt a tingle every time his eyes rested on her face.
He had the penthouse in the hotel of the restaurant to himself. He could have ordered a sample of each dish sent to his room, but he decided to come downstairs.
He was so glad he came.
What bliss would it be for him to have her in that room...alone...even for a moment. The things he would do to her...
She disrupted his thoughts when she walked past him to get more food. He took the opportunity to go with her.
He had to get close to her.
He walked behind her and fed his eyes with her delicate stature.
She was so feminine. She moved with grace and poise, like an old movie star. She took easy, calculated steps like she was being watched.
And the smell that lingered after her was driving him crazy!
Why was he feeling this way?
She got to the spread of food and picked up a new plate, totally oblivious of the man behind her.
It was time for dessert.
Decisions, decisions.
Cake, pie, or Ice cream.
Perhaps a bit of everything.
She gave a small chuckle as she reached for a serving spoon. Her hands jammed the man standing beside her, who reached for the spoon at the same time. Their eyes met, and he held her gaze for a couple of seconds.
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
Renea was trying the wedding dress, when suddenly the man rushed in the dressing room and held her neck tightly... “Bitch! Are you still trying to pretend innocent!” Jasper said as he tightened his grip on her neck and choked her harder. Then he used his other hand and took out the phone from his suit pocket and played the video of two people having sex in front of Renea… However, what was even more shocking, was that the woman in the video was, Renea Morris, however, the man in the video was not Jasper. Renea struggled to take a phone away from Jasper’s hand and tried to explain, “Jasper, it was not what you think… I… I can…” Jasper looked at Renea with his eyes full of disgust, as he said, “Let’s call of the wedding. I can’t marry a woman like you.” After saying that Jasper walked out of the shop Renea chase after Jasper... But then she sees Jasper passionately kissing her sister Kailey. And she hears everything, that her sleeping with strange men was all a plan of the vipers of the last two days, and that their goal was to get out of this stupid marriage. Even her adopted parents were also involved in this matter... They all do this with her because of the inheritance left by her grandfather... Renea heart was filled with anger and she wanted to expose their true colors to the public... However before she could do anything, Kailey had pushed her in front of the car and she got killed... However, when Renea open her eyes, she found herself sitting in the car with Kailey... She realized that she was reborn and went at the time when everything started... Renea looked at the people who had hurt her in her previous life and her lips curled up in a cold smile... She was back... However, this time... she was back for revenge...
Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he never gave a damn about rules and laws, as he only liked to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and lan begged her not to leave him?
After a passionate night, Verena left some money and wanted to leave, but was held by her companion. "Isn't it your turn to make me happy?" Verena, always disguising herself as ugly, slept with her fiance's uncle, Darren, in order to escape her engagement with her unfaithful fiance. Darren had respect and admiration. Word of his romantic escapades circulated, some saying they saw him kissing a lady against a wall and others calling it gossip. Who could ever tame Darren's heart? Then, shockingly, Darren was caught bending down to help Verena with her shoes, all to score a kiss from her!
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
Sara Mae Xavier is living every Omega's dream--she is the Alpha King's mate! That's until he betrays and rejects her. He also accuses her falsely, and she is sentenced to two years at the notorious North Academy, a campus made specifically for delinquent werewolves. She has no idea how she'll survive, being a weak Omega, but she soon realises that's the least of her problems. Her roommates are three Alphas, each with a notorious reputation of his own. But that's not the worst part...why on earth does she have a mate bond to all of them?