She is losing her senses. Falling for him is hard given that she is a nobody. He doesn't look at her as something he can have a love interest with. But can she seduce the billionaire and make him fall in love?
I put the clubhouse sandwich on the table and Pietho ate peacefully while watching cartoons
because there was a TV nearby in our dining area.
I took my son's bag and put his pockets and snacks for the afternoon. Draven was busy with the
folders on the table and signed them one by one, approached the telephone and I let him talk on
the telephone. I was about to say something when Pietho stood up and approached me.
I adjusted the sheet behind it and put powder on the lid before hanging his bag and gave our
driver the bag where his pocket was. "Son, go home early, Mama can't pick you up because
Mama has something important to do." I adjusted the collar and kissed Pietho.
"I will Mama, see you later!" It ran away and our driver chased after it, one of our assistants
came along and I handed him some money before they left. Draven and I talked about our son's
safety, so he has an assistant and a bodyguard with him in the afternoon.
I wiped my hand on my clothes and walked over to Draven, taking a sip of coffee before
grabbing the files that were meant for me. I put together the reports that were discussed the
previous day and the rejected offers that were discussed in the meeting. I won't accept that. I put
a note and looked at the bank account, there was a statement there and a report about what I
earned from Draven's company.
"Hon, finish it quickly. My secretary is on her way to get those files." I nodded slowly and signed
them one by one and arranged the things scattered on the table. This is how we set up on Fridays.
His secretary is already taking the ones that should be taken. Because Draven is only in the office
from Monday to Thursday. And when it comes from Friday to Sunday, it's his rest day. He said
that it is for the family day and the workout routine that he will catch up with especially when he
is unable to do it due to fatigue.
I dropped a folder and Draven ate and I was busy organizing and noting the files that I had
already checked. I once experienced that I was blackmailed, if I hadn't remembered that files had
been sent to me, I wish I could have signed them.
"Hon, what about this offer and the fund that they are asking me to approve," I explained and
showed the files and Draven approached me. "Even though they keep forcing us to get materials
from them. I don't think that it's a bad idea because it's cheap. But I don't want to hurt what we
get, that is why I always declined it." I nodded and put a note that I would not accept it.
"The investigation shuts down, what was said in our meeting. They retreated and moved to the
enemy, and they accepted it." I looked at Draven who was sipping his coffee.
"Sometimes, I don't understand what they want to happen. Whether they want us to rise or fall." I
took off my glasses and took out the folders that Draven's secretary would take.
"Both, there are times when they want us to make a profit, especially in their favor. And there are
times when they want us to lose, especially if the return to the previous profit is increased.
Because they have agreements signed with us, they will invest big money and even if we go
bankrupt, they won't." I frowned at it.
"But we reimburse them for our other fees and investments that they don't know about. There are
times when we use their money and it comes back to us triple. So it's good that we pay a lot to
accountants and they don't know each other, that's all. There are many holes but they are dazzled
by the money we can give if we fall." The maid approached us and Draven's secretary was
behind her.
Draven reached out to the files and bought some, I simply took the wine and put it in the mug.
This morning I was stressed from being in the files and my head hurt.
"I will update that Sir, I will be first." He waved at me and I nodded. Walked back to the table
and Draven was smiling at me and seemed to have a bad plan for me now.
"So honey, we're all alone here now." Draven raised an eyebrow and I hid it. The contents of the
mug were empty and it frowned at me.
"I know what you're drinking Kourtney, it's you. Your liquor is morning." I shut it down and
picked up a sandwich. "I can't help, my head hurts from their stupid offers and lies." I bit into the
bread and he sat next to me now.
"I have a better idea, hon, and you will like this one." He took a ballpoint pen and clean paper. I
watched him write on the paper while chewing.
"A bucket list and our plan for dates and vacations." I came closer and waited for him to put
something he wanted to do and I was thinking of something else that would be nice to add to
that. "What about visiting Antarctica?" I said and he wrote that.
"I also like to have a date with you on Paris. While wearing an eighties-"
"Okay fine, I'll agree if it's winter in Japan too." He nodded and wrote down what I said, his big
smile while explaining other places with good history.
"And today we will begin the ones on the list." I looked and stopped what he said. Draven
walked over to me and pointed to the one ahead. "I will go shopping with you at the mall. Buy
anything you want, I will spoil you for a day." It winked at me and I stood up immediately. I took
a bite of what I was eating and ran into the room.
Oh god, I need new art materials!
...
Draven and I got out of the car and I dragged him to the art materials store and immediately ran
to the canvases and brushes. A staff member came to me and asked me how many canvases to
take and the sizes I needed.
The deeper you fall, the harder it will get. She has what it takes to fight for her love. He loves her more than anything else. Regardless of who they are in the society, they will stand for their love. Can they last after facing their future nemesis?
She will fight for their love, regardless of her social status. She is poor, he is rich. He is a billionaire, she is a nobody. What can she do for love?
Looking out for him, taking care of him, and prioritizing him are her daily goals. She is like his slave, but little does she know that she started falling for him already. Can her love end up with something positive? Or it will end up with nothing?
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The deeper you fall, the harder it will get. She has what it takes to fight for her love. He loves her more than anything else. Regardless of who they are in the society, they will stand for their love. Can they last after facing their future nemesis?
How long she can tolerate all kind of abuse and harsh treatment from her own family. If writing will help her to ease all pain and save her from sadness, then why writing will also bring bad omen to her pitiful life. Can Adelrina resist it all, or she will embrace it all and let the faith do the rest. "I can't stay on this life anymore. I just want to end all of this sufferings. I am tired. Choke me, please?"
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
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"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!
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
"Miss Brown, I am the butler here at your service," the butler replied. "My master wants to buy the baby in your belly." "What?!" Does that mean the abortion didn't take place? Did they kidnap her from the operating table just to buy the baby? But why her? "You..." Alice was about to ask a question, but the man in front of her calmly continued, as if he had expected her question, "You're pregnant with his child, and he needs a child. That's all I can tell you." Alice was forced to sign a surrogacy contract and eight months later gave birth to two healthy babies. Fortunately, the man was unaware of her daughter's existence. It wasn't until five years later that fate brought them together again...
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.