Agent Ross Milkins is caught in an enthralling race to save the lives of many high level officials across the world from high ranking military officials to the President of United States of America .
His mission was clear, Infiltrate and report. All he had to was wait for the signal then he could go into the building and plant a bug in each office. It had been 2 hours since the last contact message, the signal should have come by now. What was taking so long. He decided it was time to check in with mission control.
"Alpha team to control"
"This is control, Go ahead Alpha"
"What's the ETA, on that signal"
"ETA was 10 minutes ago."
Crap something was seriously wrong, the signal was 10 minutes late and he was on the clock, he had to make his move now, or it would be too late. Slowly he opened his van and crossed the street to the underground entrance of the lab. The door was locked. Another bad sign. He took out his tool belt and started working on the door, 30 seconds later he heard the metallic click and the door was unlocked. He had 10 minutes to go in and plant the bug before the guard made his round sweep of the office, and he had to do it quietly without sounding any of the alarms. This was a routine mission for Agent Ross, but something told him he was missing something. What was it his training officer had told him "there is no such thing as coincidence, if something is not going according to plan , it usually spelt danger." He continued manoeuvring through the building setting up all the bugs, when all of a sudden he realised why the signal had not come around. His contact was lying on the floor with a slit throat. Who else was in here , usually it was just the guards , and they would have no reason to slice his throat like this, this guy works here. His mission was clear, infiltrate and report, nowhere did it say anything about fighting or killing anyone, its time to abort.
orty-five-year-old, hardworking and loyal Sergeant Dave Rollins just wants to move on in his career and continue climbing up the ranks, but when he is involved in a joint investigation with the Drug Enforcement Agency and the Federal Bureau of Investigations, this will become the biggest challenge he has ever faced. As a direct result of the investigation, Sergeant Dave and his family become targets and he will soon lose close and dear friends. Sergeant Dave must stop the –drug cartel before the whole city crumbles and everything he cares about disappears. As Commander Dave, he is involved in a serious accident that leaves him fighting for his life. Commander Dave now has to face the toughest rehabilitation he has ever gone through. Whilst S.W.A.T and every other cop in city fights for the city and their lives, Commander Rollins now has to go through a painful self-discovery and evaluation process. The results of this process lead to decisions not expected by most and that are bound to change the rest of his life after the investigation closes.
It took only a second for a person's world to come crashing down. This was what happened in Hannah's case. For four years, she gave her husband her all, but one day, he said emotionlessly, "Let's get divorced." Hannah's heart broke into a million pieces as she signed the divorce papers, marking the end of her role as a devoted wife. Within Hannah, a strong woman awakened, vowing never to be beholden to any man again. Embracing her new life, she embarked on a journey to find herself and command her own destiny. By the time she returned, she had experienced so much growth and was now completely different from the docile wife everyone once knew. "Is this your latest trick to get my attention?" Hannah's ever-so-arrogant husband asked. Before she could retort, a handsome and domineering CEO pulled her into his embrace. He smiled down at her and said boldly to her ex, "Just a little heads-up, mister. This is my beloved wife. Keep off!"
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
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?"
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
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.