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Eveline Amber finds herself in dire straits after she accepts a fake marriage contract with Nolan Wellington. With just a bank check promised by her high school friend Nolan, Eve agrees, thinking that the money from this job will be enough to bail out her father who is in prison. Unfortunately, it's not as simple as that. Eve gets involved in a scandal with Danny-Nolan's philandering brother-and meets Lizette, who both want to seize the Wellington family's sacred will. As an aristocratic family of the '70s, the family's complicated conflicts leave Eve trapped in a choice that is not favorable at all. Especially when Nolan's father finds out that Eveline's mother is a former stripper with whom he had an affair. This problem is compounded by the fact that Nolan was tricked into paying off his father's debts through the will. Both Nolan and Eve's lives are in big trouble. Especially when Nolan starts to secretly fall in love with Eve.
"Eve, come here. Help me for a moment!"
Eve, who had just delivered two large plates of steak with two drinks in a tall glass, hurriedly arrived in front of the serving table. Bella, one of the waitresses at this five-star restaurant, was standing in front of the counter waiting for Eve to receive the order book. Actually, these days you can order digitally, but who knows where people still expect their orders to be made using paper like this.
"I still have to deliver one more order for table number 12." Eve pointed bitterly at a tray containing three plates of food.
"Oh, no problem. Let me take that for you. But you help me for taking orders in the executive room."
Eve's brow furrowed. "Why should I?" Is it because Eve is new here that Bella just randomly switches jobs? Actually, it is not difficult to receive orders, but executive customers should be served with the best service. Eve only took orders once or twice, the rest of the time she only delivered food to regular customers.
"Because you're the only one I can rely on now. Don't ask too many questions, come up quickly."
Bella forcibly handed over the order book to Eve. Eve resignedly accepted it while watching Bella skillfully carry two trays with each hand. The restaurant tonight is really busy. The tables were almost full and everyone was ordering the new menu which seemed to be a trend for the next week. This is Ann's Bali restaurant. One of the famous restaurants with a menu of Balinese and East Asian specialties stands neatly in the middle of Central Park.
"Don't keep complaining. Smile at the customer. Otherwise, you'll only make things worse!" Bella then went to the restaurant entering the rows of tables and chairs with luxurious tablecloths where the customers sat waiting for their food. Eve snatched a little. Actually, it's not because she doesn't want to serve someone in the executive room, but she's always nervous when dealing with important people there. Eve's biggest fear is that she makes a mistake and gets fired. Her boss is not aware of small things, so Eve has to be extra careful.
She took the order book and then went up to the mezzanine floor where the closed executive suite was in a row of closed hallways. Eve had time to check her appearance first and make sure that she could give her best smile. There are many executive rooms, but the customer is in the first room. Eve easily found two men in black suits standing firmly in front of the door as if they were guarding someone.
"Excuse me, I would like to take a customer's order." Eve peeked at the two men's sharp gazes. Eve didn't prepare anything before she was suddenly searched. Eve's shoulders were turned back, and the man's hands reached into her pockets and waist and under Eve's skirt. Eve almost screamed because the man's hand almost touched her sensitive area.
"She's safe," said one of the men. Eve was just about to protest, but she had to remember that as a waitress, a smile and patience are the keys to serving customers well. So she just sighed and hugged the menu book steadfastly.
"Five minutes, come out soon after."
"The boss can't be bothered for long."
The two men answered in unison, slightly pushing Eve into the executive room which was not too big but quite spacious. Eve cursed in her heart but immediately smiled when she saw a man sitting with one leg propped over the other. His cold eyes fell on the cell phone in his hand. The man looked away and looked at Eve with a cold expression.
Eve's heart suddenly sank. She felt all her blood stop and the world spin in slow motion.
"No-Nolan?"
The man pursed his lips. He put his cell phone in his pocket, not taking his eyes off Eve.
"Which waiter doesn't have the etiquette of referring to his esteemed customers by their first names?"
Eve froze. She immediately realized and immediately lowered her head.
"Mr. Wellington," Eve confirmed the call and handed him the menu in a confused manner. This is a bad meeting. This wasn't something Eve expected tonight. Why did she meet Nolan Wellington here? And since when is Nolan Wellington a loyal executive customer of this restaurant? Eve cursed herself as she stood waiting next to the man.
"Do I need to give you a few more lessons about being a good servant?" Nolan said while turning over the menu booklet. Eve didn't understand, so she kept quiet. As soon as Eve didn't show what Nolan wanted, the man glanced at her with the sharp tail of his eye.
"Did you hear me?"
Eve was confused. "Y-yes, sir."
"You don't know the maid etiquette that I mentioned before?"
Eve was confused. She didn't know there was any other etiquette for waiters other than waiting patiently, serving with a smile, and calling customers by their last names. What else does this annoying guy mean?
"Kneel."
The words came out smoothly, almost making Eve think she had heard wrong.
"What?" Eve wanted to be sure. But Nolan glanced at her more indifferently.
"I've never seen someone taller than me when talking. So, make yourself as humble as possible to talk to me."
Eve's mouth dropped open. If this wasn't Nolan Wellington, she probably would have punched this guy straight in the face. But he's Nolan Wellington! The man who once made her high school days so full of bullying and until now, her mind can't escape those shadows. Also, Eve is currently a waitress at a restaurant. She must obey any strange orders from executive customers.
So reluctantly, Eve knelt down next to Nolan and didn't stop swearing in her heart.
"Good. This way you understand who you are talking to."
Eve's mouth twitched. She hated hearing that. She was so hated that she unconsciously clenched her hands on her knees. Why has almost ten years passed but Eve still continues to receive treatment like this from the same person? Why can't Eve break through the changes in these ten years?
"I don't think I had dinner. Can you bring me some Rothschild wine, please?" Nolan closed the book and then put it on the edge of the table for Eve to take.
"You made me kneel and be touched by those muscular men just to get you a bottle of wine?" Eve was unknowingly influenced by the emotions she had been holding back. She looked up, looking at Nolan who was now turning his head and looking at her coldly.
"Do you mind?"
"At least order one of the most expensive dishes here! I don't care about your current background but listen-" Eve stood up, she pointed at Nolan angrily. It felt like something strange was attacking her logic until she dared to do this.
"I will no longer be bullied by you. This was ten years ago, Nolan. It's enough that you've taken everything I have. There are much better executive guests than immorality like you!"
Eve turned around and grabbed the menu without Nolan responding. But her steps immediately stopped when the man said, "Moral?"
"You're just a servant, what do you know about morals?" Eve turned her head slowly, looking at Nolan who wasn't looking at her at all but could feel the scornful tone penetrating her ears.
"Moreover, you are just a lowly woman, born from a bitch. Do you still have a face? After the disgusting things your mother did with my father?"
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Elodie took a deep breath and knocked, the sound echoing in the quiet corridor. A moment of silence passed, broken only by the pounding of her heart. Finally, the door snicked open, revealing a surprised Dashiell. 'Can't you see the Do Not Disturb sign? We don't want-' His initial frown quickly morphed into confusion at the sight of his wife. 'What are you doing here?' he demanded. 'Your girlfriend invited me,' Elodie replied, her voice laced with icy calm. She tried to peer past him, but his broad frame blocked the view. A saccharine voice chimed in from within the room. 'Elodie? Oh dear, we didn't mean for you to find out this way. It's just that-' Elodie cut her short. 'Oh please, Selene. Spare me the fake apologies. You wouldn't have sent me all those texts if you didn't want me to know.' Dashiell shifted uncomfortably, his face a mask of annoyance. 'What texts?' Elodie stepped past him, taking in the luxurious suite with a sardonic smile. The king-sized bed, the scattered rose petals, the lingering scent of sex – it all painted a vivid picture of their betrayal. She looked up at Dashiell, her gaze unwavering. 'I want a divorce.' ****** Dashiell lived a life of luxury, surrounded by the best things money could buy. But when a car accident left him vulnerable, he met Elodie, a seemingly ordinary woman who nursed him back to health. Mistaking her for just another employee, Dashiell entered into a loveless marriage with her solely for convenience. However, fate had a different script in store. Elodie, the 'ordinary nurse,' held a secret more precious than any diamond: she was the sole heiress to Northstar, a vast and powerful enterprise. Unaware of her true identity, Dashiell cast her aside when his ex-girlfriend returned, leaving Elodie humiliated. But Elodie was not one to be easily broken. She shed the facade of the meek nurse, reclaiming her rightful inheritance and stepping into the role of Northstar's CEO. Now, the woman Dashiell discarded was the one holding the reins of power. As Elodie thrives in her new role, Dashiell is consumed by regret. He finally sees Elodie for the extraordinary woman she truly is, realising the depth of his mistake. But will his remorse be enough to win back the heart he so carelessly discarded?
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The dream of everyone with regards to marriage is to be able to find that special someone and settle down with them. Even arranged marriages grant you an opportunity to meet your partner briefly before the wedding. How will you feel about waking up in the morning with someone sleeping next to you who is not just anyone but your legally married partner yet with no memory of how that had happened in just a few hours of going out the previous day? This is the story of Jason Haward and Julia Harrison, two strangers trapped in a marriage they never planned. The quest to find out why led to the unfolding of a mystery which made them realize they are both living a lie. To find out more, read this amazing story of love, betrayal, revenge and murder.
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
22-year-old Evelyn Carter is attempting to start over in California while avoiding her past. She will be embarking on a new career path as a private school teacher. She is smart, attractive, and doesn't put up with nonsense. Who wouldn't notice her? However, what happens when she attracts the attention of someone unwilling to let her go? Who wants her and nothing else after falling in love at first sight? A 25-year-old billionaire CEO and single father, Lucian Carrington. He takes what he wants and he is also a very dangerous man. All it needed was one look at a stunning woman to realize she was HIS, even though he doesn't believe in relationships because they always end. Preview: Miss Carter, you will be mine. I say firmly. "Release my arm, Mr. Carrington, before I force you to." She says, seeming to smile at me. I give her a sly smile. Squeezing my wrist with her other hand, she twists it uncomfortably. I gave a painful hiss. "Don't underestimate me, Mr. Carrington." "This is the only time I will allow you to walk away from me, Miss Carter." She glared at me as she turned. "Mr. Carrington, I am no possession of yours." I was left standing there when she opened the classroom door and left.
Desperate to handle her grandmother's towering medical bills, Gianna agreed to a contract marriage with Tristan, the enigmatic man she'd once shared a one-night stand with. She assumed they'd fulfill each other's needs and dissolve the arrangement once the terms expired. Unbeknownst to Gianna, this marriage was a dream Tristan had clung to for ten relentless years. Certain she was just filling someone else's role, Gianna prepared to leave when that other woman returned. But Tristan, his eyes burning with unspoken emotion, seized her trembling hand and declared, "You’re mine. Now and always."