"You've been talking too much, Claudia," he backs her up against the office wall, his nose brushing against hers. "Then kiss me to shut me up," she breathes out, and his gaze darkens, a slight chuckle leaving his alluring lips. "I want to kiss you, but not on the lips, bunny." *** After getting the worst heartbreak from her fiancé and best friend on her birthday, Claudia got herself tangled in the most sensual one-nightstand for the first time in her life. She had never felt so fulfilled with her sex life until she crossed paths with the mysterious man who later turned out to be the new Boss where she worked. He was the heir of RODRIG's empire, Rodriguez Alexander. Will Claudia try to keep things professional with her Boss or give in and satisfy her sexual urges with the man who just by his eyes ignites her body on fire? WARNING: This book is erotic and contains R-rated scenes.
Claudia tried to fight back the hot tears in her eyes and the raging storm of emotions suddenly rising within her. She needed an escape, a place to breathe and tell herself that she wasn't in this reality, she stumbled her way into one of the most exotic bars in Los Angeles, the neon sign outside flickering to life.
The chatter of patrons and the clinking of glasses provided a comforting background noise as she took a seat at the bar.
Her heart arched as she replayed the scene in her mind. Her boyfriend proposing to her best friend and the worst day they could choose was on her birthday!
The betrayal was too much for her to bear...
"A shot of Tequila, please."
The hot Italian guy who had his white sleeves rolled against his arms approached her with her drink and he slid it over to her.
Mm... Claudia flickered her gaze at him and noticed he was damn too hot to be a bartender.
She grabbed the small glass and downed the shot, feeling the warmth of the alcohol spreading through her veins.
"Another one please," she drawled, sliding the glass back to him.
"Rough night, huh?" he asked in his thick accent, serving a neat pour.
She nodded, a heavy sigh escaping her lips as fresh tears welled up in her eyes. "You have no idea, got the worst heartbreak in my life today." her voice quivered.
"Sorry, to hear that,"
"Want to talk about it?" he asked, his eyes slowly studying her.
Claudia rubbed her bare arms and contemplating whether she should answer his question or not, she settled on the former.
"My boyfriend dumped me for my best friend and I got to know about it today, on my birthday," a tear she was fighting so hard to hold slid down her face.
"That's cold," the bartender found her story pitiful as he stared at her.
"I guess."
"That's so mean of him to hurt a gorgeous damsel like you," the bartender said and slid her drink to her.
"It's nothing," she chuckled at her plight and downed the shot, letting the drink burn her throat.
"Another please."
The handsome bartender poured another shot and slid it to her. "Sometimes, the best cure for a broken heart is here," he winked at her.
She gulped the shot, feeling the drink begin to wear down the pain she was feeling, she looked up at the bartender with a small grateful smile.
"What's your name? I'm Claudia," she introduced.
"Mm, pretty Claudia wants to know my name, I'm delighted," the corner of his lips twitching.
"Oh, please," she chuckled. She felt light-headed it seemed the drink was starting to take its effect on her.
"Allan,"
"Nice to meet you, Allan."
"My pleasure," he flashed a smile at her before he carried on to serve the rest of the customers at the table.
Suddenly, two men surrounded her. "Hey beautiful, care for a dance?"
"No, thanks," she forced a smile. She had only come here for a drink to tend to her broken heart and nothing else.
"Come on, why the long face? We can cheer you up. A dance isn't a bad idea," the other man resting his elbow on the table said to her with lust filled in his eyes.
When Claudia looked up to stare at them, she noticed they weren't looking bad... Mm, maybe a dance won't be a bad idea after all. Claudia thought.
"Okay," Claudia dropped her glass on the table and followed the two men to the dancing floor and started dancing with them.
The two men saw it as a chance to rock Claudia to their satisfaction. Her body was pressed against both men and they began to hump her at the spot.
Claudia could feel their dicks grow hard against her and got uncomfortable when the duo kissed each other.
It would be crazy if she ended up with two bisexual men for the night and thought it would be best if she excused herself from the men while they kissed.
She escaped through the crowds even in her tipsy state and was looking for a secluded place to be when she bumped into a tall muscular man.
"Hey, careful!"
Claudia looked up to see who she ran into and her breath caught up in her throat. Who was this devilish handsome man who was standing tall in front of her?
His light green eyes seemed to bring back the dying life in her once again and her eyes traveled to his lips calling her for a kiss. They were tempting!
She swallowed and turned to look around and noticed the previous men were starting to look for her. There was something off with those guys.
"Do me a favor," she moved closer to the mysterious guy whose gaze was piercing through her soul.
His eyes twinkled with amusement. "What is that? I suppose it's something I can help you with," his lips curled into a mesmeric smile one Claudia couldn't resist and his presence seemed to shimmer in the dimly lit bar.
"Well..." Claudia taken aback by the charm of this strikingly beautiful man gathered her courage on what she was about to do next. She stood on her toes even with her heels on, she was no match in height with the mysterious man.
She grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him closer to her so his height lowered over her and their faces were inches apart.
"I need help with your lips," she muttered and pressed her lips on his, instantly melting against him.
"Listen to me!" I raged. "Thirdly, I owe you no obligation. No personal information will be divulged. Let's do well to avoid questions like Where are you? Where are you going? What are you doing? You shall touch no possession of mine, and I'd gladly do the same!" "You're being ridiculous!" He spat. "All these rules and for what? To calm your tantrum? This is the real world, Rosa; nobody ever does what they want! Everyone sacrifices something. What are you doing!?" "Setting boundaries," I breathed. *** Rosaline Rivera, daughter of a multibillionaire fashion empire, had always been living under the shadow of her perfect sister, Julie, until she died. To make matters worse, her sister's fiancé proposed to her three years after the death of her sister. What happens when Rosa finds out she was just a mere substitute in place of her deceased sister just to save the family's business? Will she be the perfect daughter her parents want her to be and be a submissive wife to Gerald, her late sister's fiancé, who seems not to have gotten over her late sister yet? Out of spite as she decides to make her rules in the marriage, what happens when Rosa finds out the person who had killed her sister in the first place, the person whom she least expected?
Three men in her life... "Don't you have other things to do than follow every movement I make?" I flared at him as he trapped me against the wall, his breath fanning my face as his nose brushed slightly with mine. "Do you think I would make the mother of my son go around without protecting her? What if someth-" "Uncle Leo, do you want to kiss mummy? I'll close my eyes," Nathan's words made I and Leo snap our heads toward him. "No! We are not kissing," I say in shock. What could be worse than a betrayal from the people you love and trust the most? Layla's world crumbled before her very eyes when she caught her beloved best friend and husband in an affair in their matrimonial home and to top it all, her husband threw a divorce file at her with his signature on it already. Heartbroken, Layla found herself in a club ending up in a one-night stand with someone she knew nothing about. Layla left the country immediately to start her life afresh... A few years later, Layla is back with a cute little son and is determined to make all those that trample on her fall on their knees. She vows that she doesn't need anyone, but one thing is sure in her heart, 'REVENGE'. What happens when Layla is back to make her ex-husband and best friend regret what they did to her and also ends up meeting the real father of her son, who happens to be her ex-boyfriend? Will she give in to the desire of this handsome and powerful young man who happens to be her ex-boyfriend and is feared in the business world now and fulfill the wish of her son, who wants him as his daddy?
"It was a mistake! I apologized already," feeling so terrified as I moved backward. "You should have known me better than this, little sparrow," He chuckled deeply, his gaze fixed on me. "Lucas please!" I cried, now stopped by the wall as my heart beats faintly. "Don't worry it's just a little game, you and I will play, you'll love it, little sparrow," He smirked. I knew this was a trick, Ben lied when he said he wouldn't hurt me and I stupidly fell into the trap. Now, I was alone with him and in his room. I think this is the time for me to announce my funeral... "Strip!" His cold voice snapped me out,as he stared at me with a deadpan expression while I gazed at him in ultra shock. *********************************** Camilla Evans is a gentle nerd in her finals at Watermark Highschool. As a nerd, the stereotypical notion of her wearing thick rimmed glasses, out-of-vogue clothes and shoes which were eighty percent of the time, twice her size still stands. Having been at the bottom of the food chain in Watermark Highschool, Camilla was liable to predators and the most annoying one of them all went by the name, Lucas Liam. Camilla had no idea why the hottest guy in school would even spare her a glance not to mention actually spending the whole day bullying and teasing her to no end. Could there be something else to these false acts of bully and teases from Lucas? Find out what happens when the Cheerleader, Jenny Layton put Camilla's life at stake? Will she be able to handle all the torments she's passing through especially when her mum died and her sister left her behind? WARNING: CONTAINS MATURED CONTENT!!! IF YOU KNOW YOU CAN'T DEAL WITH THE EXPLICIT AND TRIGGERING SCENES WRITTEN IN THIS BOOK, THEN PLEASE, THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR YOU... DON'T READ IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE IT! YOU'VE BEEN WARNED.
Despite being an illegitimate daughter, Lena bore a striking resemblance to the young lady of the Evans family. Faced with their threats, she was forced to take her half-sister’s place and marry Dylan. As an act of defiance, Lena seduced Dylan night after night, until she had him completely wrapped around her finger. Using his affections to her advantage, she set out to undermine the Evans family. Over time, Dylan began to notice something odd about his beloved wife...
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”
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."
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
Madison had always believed that she would marry Colten. She spent her youth admiring him from afar, dreaming of their future life together. But Colten was always indifferent to her, and when he abandoned her at a time when she needed him most, she finally realized that he never loved her. With renewed resolve and a thirst for revenge, Madison left. Endless possibilities lay ahead, but Colten was no longer part of her plans. Colten rushed to her place in a panic. "Madison, please come back to me. I’ll give you everything!" It was his powerful uncle who answered the door. "She's my woman now."