"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.
After a heated confrontation with her husband and mistress, Brianna was pushed down to stairs. She thought she would die but when she woke up again, she realized that she traveled back two years ago, when it was not late for her to correct her path. The first thing she needed to do when she was reborn was divorce that scum. She saved from the darkest time but he lied to her and murdered her in the end. This time, she would not repeat the same mistakes anymore. She would bring the glory of her family back and make those people who betrayed her pay the price! However, in the process of climbing up to the peak of her career, she met a very intimidating and handsome man who kept on messing with her head through his bold attitude. Brianna doesn't want to be involved with another man again, for she has proven to herself that they will just drag her down, but her constant incidents with him are slowly breaking the wall she built to protect her heart. Brianna will surely choose her career over a man this time, but it's possible to choose both, right? What if he hurt her too? No! She won't risk it but. "You have to run away from me, Bree. Coz I'm done running away, I'll chase you now."
"It was just one night stand, and now I'm pregnant with triplets? Gosh!" Josephine Jade never thought that she would have to run away from her own family while pregnant. She was alone, without money, without connections, with three fetuses in her stomach. How can she survive? However, Josephine couldn't give up now, until she managed to reclaim her arbitrarily seized property and get back at everyone who tried to get rid of her. A sick child, a past crush that comes back, a mysterious eccentric man, and a family that hates her, will weave together the journey of Josephine Jade's new life. "You have no right to separate me from my children, you bastard! I will survive and you will submit to me. Just watch!"
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
"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!
When they were kids, Derek saved Norah's life. Years later, after Derek ended up in a vegetative state from a car crash, Norah married him without a second thought and even used her medical knowledge to heal him. For two years, Norah was devoted, seeking his affection and looking to settle her life-saving debt. But when Derek's first love returned, Norah, faced with divorce, didn't hesitate to sign. Despite being labeled as forsaken, few knew of her true talents. She was a race car driver, a famed designer, a genius hacker, and a renowned doctor. Regretting his decision, Derek begged for her forgiveness. Just then, a charming CEO intervened, embracing Norah and declaring, "Back off! She's my wife!" Taken aback, Norah blurted out, "What did you say?"
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.