"I'm obsessed with your body Zola" he whispered into my ears, his hot breath brushing against my neck. He rubs both my nipples in between his fingers as the cold water runs down our body. " I'm going to fuck your brains out" he whispered... and I could feel the goosebumps all over my skin. Love blooms in the most unexpected places. Zola gets abducted by Joseph, a Mafia prince. Her beautifully crafted body features lures Joseph's trusted sidekick Andrew and Joseph himself as secrets after secrets unveils. What happens when Joseph is caught by a secret assassin agency? Will Joseph's love for Zola die after he realizes she isn't who she claims to be?!!
" Oops! ... I'm sorry" I apologized to the man I bumped into and moved to the side a little. Where is Abena!!!?
I have been waiting for my friend Abena for the past twenty minutes, she's used to keeping people waiting.
" Abena, I don't think I can wait here anymore. I think this car is trailing me. Meet me at our spot."
I texted Abena and started to walk away from where I was standing initially, I kept looking back and back and this goddamn car kept following me. I think I'm in danger.
I started to speed up the pace, running and running with no direction. I ran into a store breathing heavily, I walked to the clothes section, picked an oversized black hoodie, and put it on. I wore the hood and sat down for a while, I was already tired
I'm just going to have to wait here till they leave. I stood up and started walking around the store so as not to look suspicious, I still kept the hood on.
A man in a suit approached me. I looked down from his neatly polished shoes to his neatly ironed suit pants to his Fancy and expensive suit jacket and his face. He is wearing a nose mask with his hands folded behind him.
" Follow me", he said in his husky male voice.
" Why should I?" I asked my heart almost beating out of my chest
" I don't like to talk much, " he said, still maintaining his balanced position.
" Get away from me or I will scream" I gathered the courage to reply before kicking him hard in the knee and attempting to run.
He didn't even bulge, I guess my kick wasn't hard enough to hurt him. I felt his strong grip on my left arm. He slowly turned me and pulled me closer to him. He opened his suit jacket and brought out a gun. He placed the cold metal on my ribs and smiled trying to avoid attention from the other people in the store
" Ok," I replied and gave up, following him out of the store.
He led me into the car that had been trailing me all evening. There were two other men in the car, the car screens were tinted, and I could barely see the outside through the back window.
The man who led me into the car tied my hands to the back and also taped my mouth. I was already really tired and sweaty from all the running, foolish of me to think I could outrun a car.
" Drive," the man said and the car started to move.
I had a lot of questions in my mind. Where the f**k are these guys taking me to? Why were they after me? What did I do? What the hell is happening? Am I dreaming or something? As soon as my hands are untied I will pinch every part of my body.
I knew my father was involved in some very dangerous businesses with dangerous people before he died. I thought they made my whereabouts secret enough, how did they find me? What the fuck is happening?
" Hey !! Get up. That same husky voice woke me. I guess I fell asleep. He untied my hands and removed the tape from my lips forcefully, that hurt.
I didn't forget, I started to pinch myself hard.
" Get down, " he said, stepping out of the car. I did what I was told to and followed the man. As much as I hate the miserable life I have lived. I do not want to die. Maybe this is an opportunity for my life to change, I just hope these guys don't kill me in the end.
I think this is an airport. We walked into the airport and walked through a door, a man in a fancy suit and white Gloves greeted us.
" Good evening sirs and miss," he said.
I just smiled in turn. He walked us towards a plane and I just followed the men into the plane. I walked inside and found a man in gray suit pants and a blue shirt with rolled-up sleeves eating a fancy American dish. Hmmm my mouth watered for the meal, I haven't eaten a meal this good since I left America.
" Good job ... take the girl inside, " the man said. I'm starting to think this is a private jet.
He led me into a really fancy bedroom. The man who abducted me from the store asked me to stay there and showed me the bathroom also before he finally left.
I landed on the soft foam and almost slept off when the same man walked in with a plate of food in his hands and bottled water.
" Hey eat this ", he said, placing the food and the water on the table and walking out.
Mac and cheese, I'm so happy. I haven't eaten this since I left America. I rushed the food quickly and thought of showering before I went to sleep. It's so funny how I'm so comfortable with these men, whatever they do with me just has to be better than the life I lived before now.
I removed my clothes without considering that anyone could enter. I walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower letting the cold water wash all the sweat off my body. Just then I remembered Abena, I needed to call her. She has to make sure maMamases her drugs.
I rushed out of the bathroom and picked up a neatly folded towel I found in the bathroom, tied it around my body, and went into the room to search my pockets for my phone. Omg, it's nowhere to be found, maybe those grumpy men took it. It must have fallen while I was running. It was in my back pocket. Now I'm stranded with several men, in an airplane with no means of contacting Abena or Mama
The man walked in again.
" Are you fine ?" He asked me, seeing my worried expression.
Wow. The first time he used appropriate words with me.
" What is your name ?" I asked, completely disregarding his question.
" I can't tell you that ma'am "
" Why ?" I asked him, confused.
Miles was livid. His father had to be joking, right? Marrying a nineteen-year-old girl? Who does that? He was twenty when she was born, for God's sake. The very idea disgusted him. Not because of what anyone would say-Miles didn't care about public opinion. Reclusive, cold, rude, and emotionally unavailable, he had no interest in the world's judgment. But this? This felt wrong. He wasn't a predator, and he sure as hell wasn't about to marry someone two decades younger than him. But his father wouldn't back down, and losing the company wasn't an option. So, he reluctantly agreed. He would marry the shy, damaged girl who had survived the worst at the hands of her step-uncle. He made himself a promise: he wouldn't touch her. He would protect her, not become another perverted man she'd have to fear. What he didn't expect was how hard that promise would be to keep. She was undeniably beautiful-soft curves in all the right places, her presence igniting desires he thought he could suppress. Suddenly, Miles found himself fighting not just his morals, but his erection. But she was his wife. He could touch her, right? Or at least look? She was going to be his undoing
A race away from an arranged marriage, Medora escapes to Seattle. In the quiet neighborhood where she tries to rebuild her life, she hears rumors of a reclusive teenager living next door in a treehouse-a young billionaire named Clyde, crippled by tragedy. Drawn to Clyde, despite his struggles, Medora is puzzled by the magnetic pull she feels towards him. At nineteen, Clyde's life has been fractured beyond recognition: a plane crash robbed him of his father and left him bound to a wheelchair after a failed surgery. With a mother lost to addiction and the sweet bitter memories of being a former high school football star, his world is small, lonely, and guarded. Yet, when a vibrant Thirty-one-year-old redhead moves next door, his world begins to shift. Their connection is intense but it has its complications. Just as Medora begins to understand her feelings, Clyde vanishes, leaving her with only memories of what might have been. What happens when Clyde appears years later and starts to invade Medora's new life, irritated by her new lover?
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”
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."