"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?
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
Anabel found out she was pregnant and dialed her husband's number to share the good news to him. They have been married for two years without a child. Desmond's mother had been accusing her of being barren and unproductive. When the call was picked, she was flabbergasted and broken. She was hearing a loud moan of feminine voice. "Ohh! Yeah! Don't stop fucking me! Fuck me harder baby!" accompanied with sound of skins slapping against the other. She went home to confront her husband and end up receiving a divorce paper. Desmond divorced him for a lady his mother was rooting. Few months later when he found out that his ex-wife is a billionaire heiress and she is pregnant with twins, he went crazy!
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
"Please trust me, I didn't do anything." "I don't believe you. I am rejecting you as my Queen and giving you the punishment of death." Alina was living outside her pack for five years. Her parents didn't try to contact her and always ignored her. Her best friend convinced her to go back to their pack and she agreed. But she had never imagined what was waiting there for her. She never thought she would meet her mate and had to face betrayal from everywhere. She had to pay for the crime which she never committed. Aaron Robertson is the king of Lycans. He is a very dominant and powerful King who not only rules Lycans but also rules other ranks of werewolves. Everyone is afraid of Lycans and he is the king of them. But who knew that he would get a mate who was just a simple Omega with no powers and strengths? He called her weak all the time but little did he know that his weak Omega would give him the biggest betrayal of his life for which he had to give her the sentence of death.
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
Mia's life is spiraling out of control. Abandoned by her mother, bullied mercilessly at school, and thrown into a household of four dangerously attractive stepbrothers, she's desperate to find her footing. "You look absolutely edible," Sean growled, his eyes devouring her. Mia felt a rush of heat between her thighs "Oh, you think so?" she purred, turning to face him. She reached out and traced her fingers along the ribbon that wrapped around his waist. "Well, I've been waiting for this all day. And I'm starving." Sean's smile grew into a predatory grin. "Then let us feast," he said, and in a flash, the ribbon fell away, exposing his rock-hard length. He stepped closer, and Mia felt the warmth of his breath on her face as he whispered, "You're going to take every inch of us tonight, aren't you?" With Rolex's teasing smirk and Sean's quiet, hot stares, Mia doesn't know where to turn-or who to trust. Every glance, every touch leaves her breathless, confused, and craving more than she should. Will Mia survive their games, or will she lose herself in a dangerous world of secrets, seduction, and forbidden desire? One house. Four brothers. Endless temptation.