"I want nothing but your love, Isabella. Give it to me and I'll make sure that no harm will come to you," he said affirmatively. "But..." he placed his finger on my lips in an attempt to shut me up, his strikingly hazel eyes planted on my lips. He drew me close, our faces inches apart. I could feel his breath on my lips, and my heart was racing. But just as our lips were about to touch, I pulled away. I turned and fled, my heart pounding in my chest. He was left standing there, bewildered and confused. What had just happened? Meet Benjamin Foster, a 36-year-old billionaire and the CEO of LubeLibations Winery. Handsome, wealthy, and well-respected amongst his peers, he is one of the town's most eligible bachelors in all of society. Known far and wide for his shrewd business deals, cunning intelligence, and irreproachable character, mothers and fathers alike throw their eligible daughters at his feet. Sure, they are all beyond beautiful and come from respectable families, but he knows their "desire" for him is manufactured. No one strikes his fancy-that is, until he meets the delightful and mysterious Lady Midnight. She is both stunning and sassy and ignites a flame within. The only problem is, she is a courtesan. Will their love blossom regardless of her job as a courtesan? Will their love endure, or will her lifestyle keep them apart forever? The story has only just begun, and the journey is far from over.
Benjamin's POV
I trudged into the living room, feeling a sense of foreboding. I knew why my mother had called me there, and I dreaded what she was about to say. The air was thick with tension. I could see the disappointment on her face and I knew I was in for a long, drawn-out lecture from my mother about my lack of a love life. She had been on my case for months, and it was beginning to wear me down. I knew she meant well, but I couldn't help but feel frustrated. I was tired of hearing the same thing over and over again. "Just find someone," she would say.
"So, tell me. What's going on this time? Why did you cancel the blind date I set up? My mother inquired with a hint of curiosity in her voice.
"Mom, I've repeatedly mentioned that these blind dates and dating sites you insist on setting me up with are destined to fail. It's genuinely not a good idea, and I'm getting frustrated with the constant attempts," I said, exasperation evident in my voice.
"Benjamin, for God's sake, you're thirty!" She exclaimed, a mix of concern and frustration in her tone.
At the sound of her high-tone voice, I was taken aback, blinking in surprise. A sigh involuntarily escaped me, as I understood her concern and felt a tinge of weariness at the persistent reminder of my age.
"Mom, the reality is that these women are not being genuine about who they are. It's clear they're primarily interested in my wealth, and their attraction to me feels insincere and contrived. I can't consider their intentions seriously and they're neither my spec. Also, I know I am thirty-six. I believe I'll find the right person when the time is right," I said with a sense of conviction in my voice.
"That's if I am intrigued and interested," I concluded undertone.
"Suit yourself, Benjamin," she said, making her way to her room.
I heard the door slam behind me, and I knew I had gotten her angered. My mother was upset that I wasn't interested in dating or getting married. She had always believed that I would find someone special, just like she had found my father. But I was different. I wanted something more real, something more genuine, and I wasn't willing to settle for anything less. The women I have met are not close to being genuine or transparent, especially Emily.
Emily was an ambitious, assertive, and independent woman. She had sparkling green eyes with chestnut brown, which she usually styled in a chic manner. She was strikingly beautiful with delicate features, and her skin was olive-toned with a natural radiance. We were together for seven years, and those years were filled with nothing but lies and pretense.
Flashback
It was a crisp autumn evening when Emily finally revealed her deceit. We were sitting on the park bench, the leaves rustling around us, and the air filled with the scent of fallen foliage. Her gaze met mine, and for the first time, I saw vulnerability in those green eyes that had once seemed so enchanting.
"I need to tell you something, Benjamin," Emily said, her voice quivering. "I never loved you for who you are. I was initially drawn to your wealth and had planned to extort as much money from you as I could."
Her words hit me like a ton of bricks. Seven years of my life were built on a foundation of deceit. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "Why are you telling me this now?" I asked, my heart sinking.
Emily took a deep breath, her eyes filled with regret. "Because something changed along the way. I didn't expect it, but I fell in love with you. It wasn't just about the money anymore. I genuinely care about you, Benjamin."
The inconsistent emotions swirled within me. Part of me wanted to believe her, to hold onto the hope that love had somehow blossomed amidst the lies. But another part of me couldn't ignore the years of deception that had eroded the trust between us.
As the days passed, I couldn't shake the feeling of distrust that now clouded our relationship. The love I once felt for Emily had been tainted by the knowledge of her initial intentions. It became clear that despite her change of heart, I couldn't continue down this path of indecision.
With a heavy heart, I made the painful decision to end our relationship. Trust, once broken, is not easily repaired. Emily's transformation from a gold digger to someone who claimed to love me was a complex wrench in our story, but it was a twist I couldn't fully embrace.
"Ben!" A voice called, bringing me into reality.
I had forgotten that I brought a woman home last night. Panic washed over me as I tried to recall her name. Sarah, I think. It was one of those spontaneous nights of fun, nothing serious, and now I was confronted with the consequences.
My heart raced as I recalled my mother was in the house and could have heard her. She mustn't know about this; she'd think it's something more than it is. Trying to stay quiet, I tiptoed to my bedroom where Sarah lay, making sure my mother didn't notice any sound. My heart pounded in my chest, each step feeling like an eternity. I closed the bedroom door behind me, hoping it would muffle any noise from the living room.
Sarah raised an eyebrow, a mix of curiosity and amusement in her eyes. "You seem worried about your mom finding out. Is there something you're not telling me?"
I hesitated, knowing that I couldn't reveal the truth about the casual nature of our relationship. "It's just that my mom... she can be a bit old-fashioned. She thinks every woman I bring home is a potential girlfriend."
Sarah chuckled softly, her fingers tracing idle patterns on the bedspread. "Well, maybe you should introduce me as your girlfriend, then. That should put her mind at ease."
I shook my head, torn between the desire to keep up the charade and the guilt of deceiving my mother. "It's not that simple, Sarah. This isn't a serious relationship, and I don't want to mislead her."
As we whispered back and forth, trying to figure out our next move, the door to my room creaked open. My heart leaped into my throat, and I turned to see her standing there, a mix of surprise and hurt in her eyes.
Her hand instinctively covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes. For a moment, time seemed to stand still as her gaze darted between Sarah and me. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as if she couldn't catch her breath.
Without uttering a word, she turned and fled from the room, her footsteps echoing down the hallway. The sound of her sobs reached my ears as she disappeared.
"I have always wanted him to leave us alone, he doesn't deserve any of us! He doesn't deserve love" "I am just glad I made it here. I miss my mom,I wonder if she's okay". . . Theresa Lawson, a young lad whose childhood was traumatic, courtesy of her father. Her mom has always been her best friend, it hurt her that she had to leave her all alone in that hell hole to school. She finally got into college and definitely, she changed. Do you think she changed for the good or bad? Warning ⚠️ This book contains scenes depicting violence and abuse which may be triggering for some readers.
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."
In the previous life, Maggie Johnson was so cowardly, gullible and stupid that she was coaxed by her fiance and stepsister and then broke her legs and lost everything including her fortune, love and even life. However, she was so lucky that she was reborn in the year before everything happened. Since her life restarted, how could she repeat a previous tragedy? Therefore, in this life, she took the opportunity to improve herself and take revenge on the ones who had ever insulted her. Facing the people who had humiliated her previously, she became smart and experienced to break their frames and tricks that had caused her to hurt in the previous life. Finally, no one could stop her pace to amaze the world any more.
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.
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
WARNING: This Book Contains Explicit scenes And Adult Languages 🔞 Do you like reading steamy, naughty, dirty, and filthy romances?? If your answer is yes, get ready for the ultimate erotic excitement that will get your blood pumping and your ovaries twitching. This novel is a collection of short erotic stories. It contains all manner of sexual explicit including friends with benefits StepSister And Brother, Stepdaddy, Office, Stepmother, Lesbian, Teacher and student, Doctor and patient, domination Etc. If you are under 18yrs, this book is not for you.