Daniel Ford is a man haunted by the ghosts of his past, a past that was robbed from him ten years ago. He's spent the last decade constructing a formidable empire, embedding himself deep within the underbelly of the criminal world, all in pursuit of one goal - retribution. But an unexpected obstacle stands in his path - her. The moment Kathryn Chandelle steps into his world, his intricately planned schemes begin to disintegrate, leaving him with an unshakeable conviction: she is irrevocably his. Kathryn Chandelle is a woman who has learned to stand her ground, no longer willing to be subjugated by any man. But everything changes when Daniel Ford makes his entrance, turning her world upside down and challenging everything she's held dear. He's cynical, he's merciless, and with a single touch, he sets a wildfire blazing within her. But when duplicity emerges and hidden agendas are exposed, can these two seemingly incompatible forces find a way to merge, or will everything they've worked for be in vain?
The room was bathed in a sensual glow, the dimmed lights and the soft music setting an intimate ambiance as Kathryn stepped into the private chamber.
Even under the crimson hue of the neon lights, the figure lounging on the sofa was impossible to overlook. Seated as he was, Kathryn could tell he was tall and well-built. Dressed in a black suit that clung to his form like a second skin, he was the epitome of sophistication. His jacket was casually unbuttoned, revealing a silky tie that blended seamlessly with his black shirt.
He looked enticing, his allure only partially hidden in the dim light. And there, catching the red neon glow, was a high-end gold watch adorning his wrist. It was clear why Rain wanted her to focus on this man if he casually flaunted such wealth in a place like this. That watch alone could cover her expenses for the next month.
As her gaze travelled up from the expensive timepiece, she took in the rest of Daniel Ford. He was strikingly handsome, his appearance radiating affluence, which suited her perfectly. A strong jawline, short black hair styled flawlessly, and piercing blue eyes so dark they were almost black. Thin wire glasses rested on his face, giving him the air of a software engineer who had matured into his good looks.
A nerdy, yet irresistibly attractive software engineer who she was planning to exploit tonight.
His expression was neutral, devoid of the lecherous gaze she was accustomed to from men. Oddly enough, she felt a twinge of disappointment at his apparent indifference. She knew she looked attractive, so why wasn't he reacting?
"Do you have any rules before we start, darling?" Kathryn lowered her voice to a sultry whisper, stepping confidently towards him.
Without waiting for his response, she removed her skirt and positioned herself on his lap, her knees resting on the sofa on either side of his thighs.
Kathryn pressed herself against him, her hands exploring the smooth fabric of his suit until they found his black tie. Wrapping it around her hand, she pulled him up until their faces were mere inches apart.
As he exhaled, she caught a subtle blend of wintergreen and scotch, mingling with the musky aroma of his sandalwood cologne. The scent enveloped her, seeping into her senses as she inhaled him deeply. She longed to press herself against him, to capture his scent and keep it with her during her solitary nights. Perhaps she could find a similar cologne at Macy's.
His sapphire eyes studied her, as if etching every detail of her face into his memory before they dropped to her lips. "The only rules I have don't apply to you," he said, his voice deep and rough - a voice she could imagine waking up to after a night of passionate lovemaking. But she suspected he was a vanilla kind of guy, which wasn't really her style.
Kathryn had a taste for the unconventional, and she doubted this man, no matter how attractive, could satisfy her desires. The most attractive ones were often the most vanilla in bed, which was a pity. She doubted he'd indulge her darker desires, instead, he'd likely be the type to climax prematurely and send her on her way with a pat on the rear. What a disappointment that would be.
As a new song started playing, Kathryn began her performance. Usually, she would zone out during her dances, the routine so familiar it had become almost mechanical. It was akin to driving the same route to work every day, not even realizing when you've arrived because your mind was elsewhere.
But this time was different. Perhaps it was the innocent-looking man beneath her, too shy to touch her, his hands clenched at his sides as she rhythmically moved her hips over his gradually hardening arousal.
Or perhaps it was the way his watch sparkled in the soft neon light, tempting her to seize it at the earliest chance. That was probably it.
"Do you come here often?" she asked, a routine question, but she couldn't suppress the shiver of delight as his deep voice resonated in the room.
He shook his head, his gaze never leaving her face as he replied, "First time."
Why wasn't he ogling her cleavage? Most men couldn't tear their eyes away from her chest, yet here he was, looking at her as if she were a riddle he was determined to solve.
"First time here and you got me? You're a lucky man," she flirted, leaning in to plant a kiss on the tip of his nose.
"Do you kiss everyone that comes back here?" he asked, his voice strained with tension.
"Only the ones I like," she answered, her voice a playful whisper. She leaned in closer, her breasts inches from his face. His gaze dropped then, his expression morphing into something dark and intense that made her breath hitch and a surge of desire pulse within her.
Then, just as quickly, his face was impassive again, making her question if she had imagined the whole thing.
Kathryn's fingers tightened on his shoulders, tracing a path down his perfectly tailored suit sleeves. Simultaneously, she rolled her hips against his now hardened arousal.
He was incredibly well-endowed.
"You're so big, darling," she murmured, a sultry moan escaping her lips as she saw his eyes darken with desire.
She usually didn't get turned on during these performances, but she couldn't ignore the stirring of desire within her now.
To further torment herself, Kathryn ground herself against his stiffness, her lap dance morphing into an intense dry hump.
His jaw tightened, his eyes blazing into hers as she continued to tease him through his slacks and her minuscule thong.
She couldn't resist. She needed to distract him, and the pleasure radiating from her core was an added bonus. It was a shame she was planning on pilfering his belongings, otherwise, she might have considered inviting him for some fun after her shift.
It had been months since she'd been with anyone, and given the impressive size of his arousal, she might be willing to try something less adventurous for a change.
Her fingers wandered down to his wrists, her skin teasingly grazing his before she turned her back to him. Offering him a tantalizing view of her rear, she settled back onto his lap, facing away from him. Kathryn arched her back, knowing it accentuated her curves.
A sharp curse escaped him as she began to grind against him again, her movement causing a tempting jiggle. A smile tugged at her lips. She had him exactly where she wanted him.
"You feel so good, baby," Kathryn cooed, amplifying her moan for effect. She had accomplished her mission, his watch now securely in her hand, but she wanted to leave him with a memory of her, something to remember her by since she was taking something of his. It was only fair.
Warm, firm hands found her bare waist, his fingers threading through the fabric of her thong as he pulled her closer. A thrill coursed through Kathryn that she couldn't suppress, and when his grip on her hips tightened, she let out a moan she knew he would appreciate.
"Normally, I don't let clients touch me," she said, her voice dripping with seduction, well aware that it was a blatant lie.
"Only the ones you like, right?" he countered, his voice rough as he moved her hair aside to nip at her earlobe.
Kathryn jerked slightly at the sudden sting, a genuine moan escaping her as her hips instinctively moved against his arousal.
"Oh, and I'm really starting to like you."
"So, you're asking me to sacrifice my life, mother?" "And what of it? Are you so proud of your pitiful and disgraceful life? You are a blight and a curse! This is the only way you can redeem yourself!" "By dying?" Winona asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "Yes, by dying and performing a noble act to cleanse your sins and curses. Perhaps you might be blessed with good karma in your next life," her mother retorted harshly. Winona knew her mother would never wish her well. What good karma? Her mother would likely wish she had never been born in the first place! Winona cast a fleeting glance at her supposed mate, but his eyes were filled with hatred and... threat. It was as if he would rip her to shreds if she dared refuse to comply. Did he despise her that much? That was the moment when she began to accept the harsh reality that she was alone in this world. She had nothing and no one. She was despised by her own mother. Rejected by her mate. Mocked by her sister. Perhaps, she wasn't meant to be alive.
Matilda's future was written as soon as she was born. However, she has no idea of her true role and the only thing she knows is— she needed to stay in the mountain until her eighteenth birthday. Knowing the freedom is in the corner, Matilda gladly played the assumed role... she offered in the mountains and prayed fervently. But then... In the middle of her prayer, she heard a series of howling. Scared for her life, Matilda ran as fast as she could. But her effort is in vain because in the end she is captured by the unknown abductor and wakes up in a dark place. "Now that your awake, play your part... Undress and give your untainted body to me!"
'I hate when people don't do what I say! I'll make sure you never go against what I say again!' Celine's dress was torn without any warning from Leon. As she covered up, Celine's eyes got bigger. Leon is so angry that it makes her feel uneasy. 'Leon, please...'begged Celine as she moved away... As she watched Leon take off his clothes, her whole body shook. Celine tries to get out of bed, but Leon is quick. He quickly pins his naked body to her, so Celine has no choice but to stay under him. 'You are mine!' Leon said, 'Those are mine!' and grabbed Celine's lips with force as his hand touched a sensitive part of her body. Leon is bigger and stronger than Celine, so her fight is pointless... 'Leon Bridgerton, I hate you! "I despise you!' Celine remarks. Because Leon bit her a few times, she can taste the blood in her mouth. 'You can hate me all you want, but you will do what I say!' Leon answers and then puts his hand on Celine's breast.
"You are mine, so you are not allowed to die!" Thunder declared. His eyes are glaring while holding Scarlet in his arms. "I wish I can do that..." Scarlet responded, trying to smile as broad as she can. Although the demon is taking over her, she wanted to assure Thunder that everything is okay. "I'm forever in depth to you..." Thunder hold her hand . "NO! I will save you!" After his remark, Thunder hug Scarlet tighter. Then the fire ignite. Thunder and Scarlet body envelope by the flame.
Belle Stone, a high school student at University, has endured constant bullying since she was a little girl due to her old-fashioned clothes and eyeglasses. Despite her embarrassment, Belle was happy with the help of her best friend, Audrey. Because of her appearance, Belle can't fulfill her dream... to be a member of a cheering squad Until that happens... That night, she almost burst into tears because of the embarrassment she received at the hands of her classmates. Belle went out crying alone, and there she encountered a wolf... The wolf bit her and tried to kill her. Fortunately, someone arrived and saved her. Despite her fear, she managed to return home. Belle returned home as if nothing had happened. Yet, when she awoke, she experienced some changes. Her sight began to clear. Her hearing sharpened. But one of the sweetest things that happened, the man who helped her the night she was embarrassed at school, became her neighbor— Zeke Hunter.
"I hate women like you! Yes, I will marry you, but you will live in hell!" He roared while his eyes glared at her. She clenched her fist holding the pregnancy certificate. She doesn't have a choice but to cling to him... He is the only one who can save her and her family from a huge debt. "Thank you... As long as you will acknowledge the child in my belly, I won't ask for anything more..."
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...
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!"
Read about the unfortunate life of Mia Andres, a young artist who only wanted to make a name for herself in the art world, but got sold by her own parents to pay up a debt. Her life takes a drastic turn in the mansion of Alexander Hamilton, the man who bought her. Mia plans her escape but after spending up to two months in his house she began to discover that she had feelings for this man also she feel in love with his bratty daughter who only wanted to be with her. Just when she thought Alex might possibly have feelings for her also and end her escaping plan, she overhead a conversation between Alex and his sister that completely shattered her. " Look here Ria... There's nothing going on between Mia and I, and there would never be". That was is, she thought. This wasn't a Cinderella story, the poor girl doesn't get with the prince at last. With the help of Amelia, Alex sister in law Mia leaves the house and the country. What happens when she comes back a year after looking even more ravishing and a successful artists, not only that she came along with, Alexander's half brother Gregory who wanted nothing than to destroy Alexander? Would she help him destroy the man she was still in love with just because she feels that he could never love her? Or would she finally realize that she had been wrong all along?!
June Rivera was divorced by her husband after three years of marriage to be with her sister who was pregnant for him. Kicked to the curb with a divorce and rejected by her parents, she struggles to make ends meet and get a job until she saves Luis Ambrose from an accident - the only child of Rafael Ambrose, a widowed man and the CEO of Ambrose Corps. When little Luis asks to have her as a nanny, and Rafeal's mother pressures him to get married, they draw a contract. To be Luis's Nanny and his fake wife for one year in exchange for 50 million dollars!
"The entire wealthy circle in Seattle knew how much Stella Carlson loved Aaron Malone. People watched the childhood sweethearts grow from inexperience to maturity, finally getting married in a grand wedding ceremony. On the day of the wedding, despite the alliance between the Carlson and Malone families, the groom ran away. Stella knew that Aaron had rushed to L.A. to take care of his ex-girlfriend, who had attempted suicide. Unwilling to become the laughingstock of all Seattle, she gritted her teeth and dialed the number of her adversary, her tone almost commanding, "Ethan, come and marry me now. This is your only chance for revenge." On the other end, Ethan Powers raised an eyebrow as he gripped his phone, staring at the floor littered with cigarette butts. "Did the groom run away?" he asked. "My darling."
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."