She made a big mistake thinking she could write an article about Mr. Tomas Charl, the very rich man. The girl never thought he could be so dangerous. She didn't know he was the leader of a mafia group until she became involved with him. She had good intentions and a strong sense of right and wrong. Love and other things couldn't change her mind. She wanted Mr. Charl to change his bad ways and dreamed about starting a new life with him. She didn't realize she was already a part of his big mafia family. "How could you enter my room without my permission?" she asked, shocked by his behavior. Startled, she quickly covered her body. He closed the door behind him and locked it with the keys. Then, he approached her, standing so close that there was no space between their faces. He could hear the loud thumping of her heart in her chest. He pulled her towards him and whispered in her ear, "I can do whatever I want. This is my house, and everything here, including you, belongs to me." He forcefully kissed her against her will.
Mr. Tomas Charl's Point of View:
I went to my office early that day to organize some documents and papers before my upcoming trip to sign a partnership contract with a multinational company. Suddenly, there was a knock on my office door. I looked up and said, "Yes, please come in."
To my surprise, it was Carl. I couldn't believe it. I asked him, "Where's the new private secretary? Can't you do what I ask you to do from the start?" I was shocked and frustrated, but Carl blinked at me as if he had never heard those words before.
Out of frustration, I let out a loud groan mixed with anger. Carl approached my desk and explained, "Mr. Tomas, you have had many secretaries. Why do you need a new one? You've hired several in the past, only to fire them without a valid reason after less than a month." He said this as if I didn't already know. After all, I'm the one who hires and fires, so I'm well aware of what happens.
I stared at him blankly, and he cautiously continued, "I mean, I understand why you do this, but you're a powerful billionaire. Your reputation is important. You can't keep changing secretaries because..." Carl, being the manager of my company and my right-hand man as a board member, complained. However, I cut him off abruptly.
"Shut up! Stop bothering me! I need a new secretary. And she must be attractive, sexy, and have a curvy figure," I firmly commanded him while imagining how she would look. Yes, I was extremely picky. After all, I would have to see my assistant's face every morning. So, why should I spend a large amount of money on someone who is plain or average?
Carl looked worried and started pleading, "But why?! Please, reconsider. Choose any of the employees from our company. People are talking about you, calling you 'Mr. T the Womanizer.' It's not good at all. Your actions will impact the share prices in the market!" He frowned with concern.
"I'm Tomas Charl, for goodness' sake! I'm a billionaire, a powerful man. Why should I care about gossip? And why should I listen to your advice? I have more money than anyone in this country, even more than the president. I should enjoy every penny and every minute of my life! Do as I say, Carl, and don't bother me with nonsense!" I exclaimed, hitting my knuckles angrily on my large mahogany desk in disagreement with his opinions.
"But... Sir," Carl stuttered.
"Do it. I have to travel soon to sign this new contract. You have to stay here and choose someone for me, for a change. I'll depend on you," I pointed my finger at his face, giving him this assignment.
"But don't you think this time we should choose someone ordinary? Maybe a smart recent college graduate?" Carl raised an eyebrow, questioning me.
"What would I do with an intelligent secretary? Huh? I want her to be sexy... with a nice butt and a slim waist. Full of energy and good health, with a charming and elegant smile. After all, she'll be by my side all the time," I commanded Carl.
"In that case, we should hire a model, Mr. Tomas," Carl scoffed.
I shot him a menacing look. "Too many questions, Carl. It's not funny. Do I need to fire you? I need a sexy secretary who can also satisfy me in bed. As you said, I need to protect my reputation and avoid scandals. Got it?" I harshly threatened Carl, but deep down, I knew I couldn't and wouldn't fire him. He meant a lot to me.
"Now, get out and bring me a hot cup of coffee and a cigar. I need to finish this paper and be prepared for the contract," I confidently said without even looking back at him.
"Okay, Mr. Tomas," Carl nodded politely.
Carl left the office, and I noticed a newspaper among the papers on my desk with my picture on the front page. Curiously, I opened the article to read it.
"A man named Tomas Charl, do you know him? Have you heard of this name?! Yes, for sure, even if you are not interested in investments or if you are not wealthy, you must have heard this name on TV shows or scandalous articles! He is a billionaire who enjoys his life with his endless money.
He is Tomas Charl, known for being a womanizer, ruthless, rude, and heartless. He is one of the most powerful people in the country and ranks as the second richest person in the world. But in reality, he could be number one. Of course, a man like him doesn't keep all of his money in the bank!
But who is he?! He was the sole heir of his family. Years ago, his family had many companies, but they tragically passed away in a plane crash. Until now, nobody knows the truth about that accident. Everyone thinks his parents were intentionally killed, but why would someone want to harm a businessman and his wife?! It's strange, especially since his father wasn't that wealthy. He was just a normal millionaire.
After his parents passed away, Mr. Carl, a member of the board and Tomas Charl's father's best friend, took care of Tomas. Tomas was only 18 years old at the time. Mr. Carl raised him and taught him everything he knows about business. He never left Tomas' side, guiding him every step of the way until Tomas graduated.
Once Tomas obtained his MBA, he took over his father's business and completely transformed it. He expanded the company from five to hundreds of companies in less than 10 years, creating his own empire under his family name. It's impressive, but there are still unanswered questions. How did he achieve all of this at such a young age? Could he be involved in illegal activities?
The main idea is that Tomas worked hard to surpass Mr. Carl. As they say, the student may one day surpass the teacher. And it seems like he did just that, to the point where he treats Mr. Carl like an office boy with no emotions. This man has gone beyond limits! Who can control a person who controls the world?
Why does everyone idolize him? He has been involved in hundreds of scandals with rich women and famous celebrities! Why? Simply because he is rich, handsome, and powerful!? How shallow! They chase and follow him everywhere, hoping to have a relationship with him. How bizarre!
But I am thankful that I am not one of those superficial women! Thank God I still have my integrity and a functioning brain! I dislike wealthy people, but I despise Tomas Charl more than anyone. He is selfish and heartless.
Why doesn't the government investigate Mr. Tomas Charl? Is he untouchable just because he is one of the elite in this country? Who can I ask for answers?"
This article was written by Jennifer.
After finishing the article, I felt overwhelmed with anger. I clenched my fists and shouted for Carl, who quickly came to my door.
"What is this, Carl?!" I grabbed the newspaper and threw it on the floor, glaring at him.
"Um, have you read the article!? It's..." Carl stammered, avoiding eye contact and nervously fidgeting with his fingers.
"Who is this person, and how dare she write such a horrible article?! Find out who she is, now!" I exclaimed, commanding Carl.
"Okay, Mr. Tomas. But please calm down. We can take care of it once you return," Carl suggested, knowing very well my temper. He even thought I might burn down the entire newspaper due to my anger.
"Don't tell me what to do. Find out who she is and call the owner of the newspaper. Put him on the phone with me," I commanded Carl. I seethed with anger, feeling the urge to harm someone.
A few seconds later, Carl informed me, "Mr. Tomas, the owner is on the phone." I put it on speaker.
"Mr. Tomas, I'm glad you called. It's an honor. The owner began speaking, but I cut him off with a scream. "Shut up! How dare you publish something about me?! Do you want to be ruined or bankrupted? I could have you jailed for life! Do you understand?! What do you think you're doing?!" I yelled.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Tomas. It's not my fault. The writer acted on her own without going through the editing department. I will punish her for it. Please forgive me," the owner explained and pleaded for forgiveness.
"You're talking nonsense! What punishment? Do you think that's enough? Fire this girl immediately, or I will harm your family and leave you penniless and homeless. Do you hear me, or would you like me to repeat it?! Also, publish a front-page apology," I shouted repeatedly before hanging up and throwing the phone on the floor, screaming in frustration.
"Carl, find this girl. She will work for me as a personal secretary. I have to travel for work, and I want her in a couple of days. No more delays. You have to find her!" I smirked and furrowed my eyebrows.
"But Mr. Tomas, what if she doesn't accept the offer? Judging from the article she wrote about you, it's obvious that she despises you and will refuse to work for you. And what if she isn't attractive? You want a secretary who is sexy and beautiful," Carl explained. However, there was no turning back. I had made up my mind, and everyone had to comply. That was just who I was.
"First, Carl, everyone has a price. So do your job and find her. I don't care how! Just do it! Offer her a generous salary for her to work for me, and make her sign a contract," I said, pausing briefly.
"Second, Carl, even if she isn't good-looking, I still want her next to me. I will make her life a living hell!" I gritted my teeth.
And yes, even if she were a monkey... I would have her crawling beneath me, becoming my personal slave... I would ruin her life and make her beg for mercy, but I won't give her any.
He never imagined he would fall in love, especially not with the daughter of his enemy! She never imagined that writing an article about the enigmatic Tomas Charl could lead her into a world of danger. With a reputation as a wealthy businessman, he masked a far darker truth-he was the head of a mafia organization. Her intentions were pure, driven by a strong moral compass and the hope that love could change him. She envisioned a future where they could leave his criminal life behind, unaware that she was already entangled in his web. "How dare you enter my room without permission?" she stammered, disbelief washing over her as she instinctively shielded herself. He closed the door and locked it, the click echoing ominously. Stepping closer, he invaded her personal space, the rhythm of her racing heart palpable in the silence. With a predatory whisper, he leaned in, "I can do as I please. This is my house, and everything in it, including you, is mine." He captured her lips in a forceful kiss, leaving her breathless and confused.
He's a ruthless mafia kingpin. She's a married woman with a secret. Jason Dawson, a man who thrives on power and control, finds himself unexpectedly drawn to Sarah, a woman he meets at a hotel bar. Their one-night stand turns into a dangerous game of cat and mouse as Jason, fueled by a thirst for revenge, becomes obsessed with making Sarah his mistress. Can Sarah escape the clutches of a man who will stop at nothing to have her? Or will she become the Mafia's married mistress? One night. One mistake. One dangerous obsession.
Alpha Duncan Preston is a Billionaire and the Alpha of the Silver Warriors pack; he possesses everything a werewolf would die for and everything a she-wolf would give her life for. The wealth, the power, and Mindy! Everything was going swimmingly for Mindy until she reached the age of eighteen. She had no idea that her mate would turn out to be her older brother, not even for a second! Duncan Preston, the Alpha! She believed it was all a trick of the mind, and she tried to keep her emotions hidden. For the simple reason that Duncan never showed her anything of his feelings, if she was his true mate, why didn't he tell her so? Duncan realized a long time ago that his adopted-younger-sister is his mate, despite the ten-year age difference between them. That's why he decided to find another Luna in order to keep the secret of Mindy's adoption a secret from the pack. He had made a promise to his deceased father that he would never, ever reveal the adoption secret to Mindy. Would Alpha Duncan be able to keep the secret and never reveal it despite all of the irresistible affection that she has for him? Or the bond between them was stronger than either of them could have imagined.
She lived with her abusive stepfather and her mother, having sacrificed her happiness for 18 years for the sake of her mother. She thought her father was cruel for leaving her mother while she was pregnant. She considered herself jinxed until she discovered her father's real identity... he's the Alpha... Once she discovered who she really was, she resolved not to let that truth go, even if being the Alpha's daughter meant being mated to a cruel Alpha who never wanted her to be his Luna. "Crystal, I want you to reject me. I don't think we can be mated." Alpha Logan spoke to her privately. She smiled and looked at him, "But you've accepted my father's offer, the arranged mating bond!" He scratched the back of his neck and explained while avoiding her gaze, "I couldn't refuse his offer! He proposed merging the two packs! I didn't want to create strife between us. But you can reject this. You are his only daughter, he would never oppose your happiness. " She stepped closer to him and said, "So, you don't like me and you have another woman in your life?" She wondered. He shook his head, "Not really. But I don't see you as my Luna. You don't eat properly, you're not highly educated and you know nothing about Royal fashion. and..." He didn't realize that with every word escaping his mouth, he was breaking her heart. But she decided not to be weak like her mother and seize the opportunity. She would do anything to make her father proud of her. She raised her head high and said, "I, Crystal, the daughter of Alpha Dominic, accept you, Alpha Logan, as my mate." "Whattttttt????"
I have spent my entire life in an isolated private school, starting from the tender age of two. My father, after the tragic loss of my mother, completely cut me out of his life. I have always wondered why he sent me away, as if I wasn't his own flesh and blood. It wasn't until later that I discovered the truth - I am a beast. I had no knowledge of my true identity, where I came from, or why I possessed the ability to shift into a wolf. Everything remained a mystery until I crossed paths with him - my father's partner. He was the epitome of rudeness and arrogance, yet undeniably handsome and irresistibly sexy. It was in that moment that I surrendered myself to him, willingly giving him my heart and soul. Little did I know, he was the Alpha prince, and I was his destined mate. ... The prince of the Hellfire pack led a dual life. On one hand, he lived among humans in his human form, known as a renowned and obscenely wealthy businessman. On the other hand, he embraced his true nature as an Alpha in his pack, destined to become the king once he reached the age of twenty-five. The only condition for him to ascend the throne was to find his mate. He had no interest in young girls and held no belief in the concept of a mating bond. He simply decided to choose any suitable she-wolf to be his princess. Little did he know that fate had other plans in store for him. Unexpectedly, and by pure chance, he would come face to face with his mate, who happened to be his partner's daughter. And so, the chase began - the pursuit of his mate...
It all began with just one night together, but she never could have imagined it would lead her here - trapped, with nowhere left to run. He wasn't the first man she'd been with, but he would be the last. No matter which way she turned, every path circled back to him - the Mafia King who now held her captive.
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
After a passionate night, Verena left some money and wanted to leave, but was held by her companion. "Isn't it your turn to make me happy?" Verena, always disguising herself as ugly, slept with her fiance's uncle, Darren, in order to escape her engagement with her unfaithful fiance. Darren had respect and admiration. Word of his romantic escapades circulated, some saying they saw him kissing a lady against a wall and others calling it gossip. Who could ever tame Darren's heart? Then, shockingly, Darren was caught bending down to help Verena with her shoes, all to score a kiss from her!
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.
"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!
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"