Deep within the majestic surroundings of the Grand Canyon, nestled amidst untamed beauty, resides a wealthy and reclusive billionaire. Jeffrey Benson, a man of unparalleled riches and power, finds solace in his luxurious retreat. With a multi-billion-dollar empire instantly at his command and mistresses whisked away at his beck and call, he commands an air of dominance and authority. No one crosses the formidable Jeffrey, as he has become disillusioned by the deceptive and perilous nature of women he's encountered in the past. Enter Bethany Sinclair, a young and innocent soul, reminiscent of a delicate English rose. Driven by the desperate need to save her fledgling business, she ventures into Jeffrey's grand lair, seeking his support. However, Bethany's fate hangs by a thread, with a mere ten minutes to convince the ruthless billionaire to extend his aid. Within these fleeting moments, Bethany must navigate a life-altering decision, one that could shape her destiny indelibly. She can choose to depart, succumbing to defeat and allowing her debts to consume her ambitions. Alternatively, she can embrace the audacious gamble, brave enough to step into Jeffrey's opulent world and settle her debts in the depths of his embrace. The stage is set for a captivating dance of power, desire, and unforeseen consequences. As Bethany and Jeffrey collide in a perilous game, the undeniable pull of their mutual attraction becomes irresistible. Yet, can they navigate the treacherous paths of their own pasts and find solace in each other's arms? Will their arrangement be a fleeting respite or ignite an unquenchable flame?
Bethany's stomach churned as the helicopter swooped low over the trees. Below her stretched vast acres of lush grand canyon, its thick green canopy forming a protective shield concealing the enigmatic wonders of the forest floor. Under normal circumstances, she would have been mesmerized by the untamed beauty of her surroundings, but her mind was consumed by thoughts of the impending meeting with the enigmatic man.
She couldn't fathom why she found herself dressed in this uncomfortably hot and scratchy suit, soaring above the Majestic Grand Canyon, willingly subjecting herself to a man who seemed oblivious to the concept of mercy - Jeffrey Benson.
Brilliant, dangerous, and damaged were just a few words that crossed her mind when she thought of him, none of which conveyed a sense of calm or comfort. Rumored to possess astounding wealth and wielding even more power than monarchs and presidents, he was reputedly a genius with numbers, earning comparisons to a walking computer by the financial press. Bethany couldn't help but feel pessimistic about this, given her aversion to technology, as she clung to her seat.
Below her, the trees separated to reveal a swollen river winding through a deep gorge, cascading over rocks in an explosion of frothy white. "With properties all over the world," she turned to the pilot, her mind bubbling with queries, "why has he chosen to make a home in such a remote location?"
"Because the man values his privacy, the world can't seem to leave him alone," responded the pilot, his eyes fixed on the treetops.
This explanation aligned with what Bethany had heard about him: ruthless, unemotional, and unsentimental - the list of uncomplimentary adjectives seemed endless. Despite his aversion to interviews, information about him was plentiful. "Is he a solitary individual?" she inquired.
The pilot, finger tapping at the controls, glanced in her direction before replying. "Well, I wouldn't exactly describe him as warm and fuzzy, if that's what you're asking. But women don't seem to mind. There's something about being bad and dangerous that attracts them. Not to mention the power. Women can sniff out power from a mile away. Power and money." His statement made Bethany ponder, momentarily questioning how anyone could mistake her for a billionaire's girlfriend. Suppressing the urge to laugh, she clarified, "I have a meeting with Mr. Jeffrey. His company initially invested in my business." The investment had indeed transformed her life. "He's what they call a business angel, though I'm sure you're aware of that since you work for him."
"Angel?" The pilot burst into laughter, causing the helicopter to swerve precariously close to the treetops. "Mr Jeffery Benson - an angel?"
"It's a figure of speech. It signifies that he invests in small businesses that pique his interest." And he had been interested in hers, until recently. The familiar sickness gripped her stomach, prompting Bethany to place her briefcase on her lap and softly stroke its surface, attempting to restore her shattered confidence.
The pilot couldn't stop laughing. "Angel. I don't know how he earns his money, but let me tell you one thing," he said as he focused on the horizon and adjusted the controls, "the man is far from being an angel." Determined not to be intimidated, Bethany straightened her posture in her seat. "I don't believe everything that's written in the papers," she asserted. "Obviously," the pilot glanced at her, and there was a faintly pitying smile on his craggy and weathered face, "otherwise, you wouldn't be here. I can tell you're a courageous girl with a strong mind, and that will serve you well in the jungle." Bethany downplayed attending the business meeting as an act of courage. "That depends on who you're dealing with," the pilot replied. As they flew through the mountains and the helicopter glided through a lush green valley, he continued, "and where. Not many people have the bravery to visit the wolf in his den." Despite her determination to remain open-minded, Bethany felt her mouth go dry. "You call him the wolf?" she asked. "Not me. That's the nickname everyone else has given him. I simply refer to him as the boss." The pilot adjusted the controls, causing the helicopter to descend. Feeling her stomach turn and her nerves spike, Bethany briefly closed her eyes and focused on not losing her lunch. Roller coasters were never her forte. "I'm sure Mr. Jeffrey is a reasonable man," she said, attempting to reassure herself. The pilot fixed his gaze on a spot far beneath them. "Are you?" he asked. "Then you clearly haven't met him yet. Brace yourself. We're going down."
"Descending?" Bethany's expression shifted from concern over sickness and the dangers posed by Jeffrey Benson to a more urgent worry at the pilot's ambiguous statement. "Does that mean we're landing or crashing?"
The pilot remained silent, his eyes squinting and his jaw tight as he manipulated the controls. They appeared to be heading straight for the trees, causing Bethany's anxiety to peak. Yet, at the very last moment, a small landing pad materialized, and he skillfully brought the aircraft down, landing it with a grace that seemed almost unnatural in the tight space between the trees.
"Definitely not crashing," Bethany quipped, her smile revealing the tension she had been holding in. "I had a mental picture of complete chaos."
The pilot responded, his voice laced with seriousness, "If you're meeting Jeffrey, be prepared for some chaos. I've seen even the toughest men reduced to tears in just a few minutes with him. My advice? Stand your ground. The boss despises weakness. Welcome to the Grand Canyon, Miss Sinclair, one of the world's most endangered ecosystems."
"Are you leaving me here, in the middle of nowhere?" Bethany's voice quivered with a mix of awe and disbelief as she caught sight of the lodge outside the window. It appeared to be constructed almost entirely of glass domes and weathered wood, blending seamlessly into the forest like a natural extension. "Oh," she breathed, her gaze rising to the suspended walkways high above the forest floor. "It's absolutely breathtaking. Incredible."
Quinlan, a restless and determined individual, finds himself at odds with his mother's constant lectures on being a role model. Faced with the impending arrival of his mom, he swiftly takes action, locking his bedroom door in an attempt to buy himself some time. As his mother's voice echoes outside, Quinlan contemplates the possibility of moving out and becoming roommates with his best friend, Teagan. Despite Teagan's persistent rejections, Quinlan remains confident in his ability to sway her. Just as he contemplates his next move, his mom's voice cuts through the barrier, mentioning a conversation about his younger brother, Jersey. Though Quinlan feels the weight of responsibility to set an example for his brother, frustration tinges his response, emphasizing his preoccupation with more immediate concerns such as homework.
In "Wynne's Wish," Wynne Sommers finds herself at a crossroads in life with no job, no money, and no place to live. Desperate for a solution, she comes across an advertisement for the Cinderella Ball, a chance for her to find a husband by the end of the month. Against her friend Laura's protests, Wynne decides to take a leap of faith and marry a complete stranger. With determination and a belief in the power of fairy tales, Wynne sets out on a journey to find her knight in shining armor. But will this unconventional approach lead her to true love or bring a whole new set of challenges into her life? Find out in this heartwarming and enchanting romantic tale.
For seven years, Jillian pursued Bryan with unyielding passion, but he remained distant, his emotions tightly sealed. Disheartened, she left for overseas after graduating from college. Three years later, Jillian, now a successful attorney, sat provocatively on the lap of Bryan's competitor. She flashed Bryan a playful smile and taunted, "What's wrong, Bryan? Are you impotent?" Bryan's restraint shattered in an instant. In a swift motion, he scooped her up and tossed her onto the bed. The next morning, as Bryan woke up, Jillian flashed a mischievous smile. "Let's keep things casual, okay?"
“Gabriel Bryce, how can you stand being so shameless?” Leonica asked, staring daggers at her atrocious husband and his mistress. “This is the house gifted to my by grandmother, yet you dare bring another woman into it? Aren’t you afraid that grandmother would be disappointed with you actions…?” Leonica’s words remained unfinished as an enraged Gabriel swung his hand through the air, smacking his palm clean on her left cheek. Leonica held her throbbing cheek, eyes wide and teary as she stared at her husband who glared down at her ferociously. “The nerves of you to mention my grandmother. You have no right to do so!” He spat, taking a step forward and jabbing his index finger painfully into her shoulder, making her take several steps back. “Bare this in mind, Leonica Romero, if not for the wishes of my late grandmother, I’d much rather be dead than associate myself with somebody like you.” *~*~* *~*~* Leonica Romero has always had a long time crush on Gabriel Bryce, CEO of Bryce Empire and Norway’s Business tyrant. Fortunately, at the request of his Ill grandmother, her family’s long time friend, Leonica gets the chance to marry her beloved. Feeling elated, she abandoned her position and dream job in the Romero household and becomes a humble housewife for Gabriel. However, Three years later, on the day of Gabriel’s grandmother’s funeral, Leonica is stunned speechless when he demands for a divorce, as his ex girlfriend Angelina Fernandez had suddenly returned, proclaiming her undying love for him. But that wasn’t the only shock Leonica received that day. Hours after Gabriel’s declaration for a divorce, Leonica wakes up in the hospital to a shocking news. She was two months pregnant. And Gabriel knew nothing about this!
Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!