"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
"Urghh, Clyde, I can't stand you!" I spat angrily. "Then sit on my face," My eyes grew in size at his words. 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?
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
Due to the plight of her family, Phoebe had no choice but to embark on the path of selling herself. In an accident, she had a tangled night with Alexander. Everything began to derail, and even if she fled to the ends of the earth, she would still be found by him and entangled... *** Phoebe screamed in frustration, "What do you want from me?" What was this supposed to be? He raised an eyebrow wickedly. "What do I want? You'll find out soon enough." With that, he hoisted her up and carried her back into the office. The door slammed shut with a kick, and he cleared the desk with a sweep of his arm before laying her down on it, his body pinning hers in place, completely trapping her in his grasp. Every cell in his body was telling him he wanted her. He wanted to claim her again. This time, there would be no escape for her-he wouldn't let her slip away. Never again. If he had suffered for five years, then this woman wouldn't get off easily either!
Life was perfect until she met her boyfriend's big brother. There was a forbidden law in the Night Shade Pack that if the head Alpha rejected his mate, he would be stripped of his position. Sophia's life would get connected with the law. She was an Omega who was dating the head Alpha's younger brother. Bryan Morrison, the head Alpha, was not only a cold-blooded man but also a charming business tycoon. His name was enough to cause other packs to tremble. He was known as a ruthless man. What if, by some twist of destiny, Sophia's path were to intertwine with his?
RIEKA She was a naive, chubby, wolfless werewolf, maltreated by her mate to the point where she loses her sanity and womb, her crime was being chubby and less attractive than her peers. GABRIEL He was a handsome, strong willed womanizer, who happens to a hybrid ALPHA prince, the person he loves the most is his kid brother RALPH. He has searched high and low for a mate he could never find. What will happen when he finds out that his beloved brother's ex wife, happens to be his long awaited mate, who was maltreated and is currently mentally unstable? Will he forgive his brother for hurting his mate? or will blood flow?
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!
Everyone thought Lorenzo truly loved Gracie, until the day of their daughter’s heart surgery. To Gracie’s utter shock, Lorenzo gave the precious organ needed by their child to another woman. Devastated, Gracie opted for a divorce. Fueled by her need for revenge, Gracie joined hands with Lorenzo’s uncle, Waylon, and orchestrated Lorenzo’s downfall. In the end, Lorenzo was left with nothing and consumed by remorse. He pleaded for a reconciliation. Gracie thought she was free to move on with her life, but Waylon held her back in a death grip. “Did you think you can just walk out on me?”