After getting fired, Amelia falls for a mysterious stranger at a bar, only to have him disappear the next morning. Two years later, they meet again, but he denies knowing her while engaged to her rich cousin. when her cousin asked her to be her maid in honor, she agreed, being close to this man again, she found out the feelings she thought had died a long time ago has resurfaced. will the wedding continue or will they succumb to their feelings for one another and end the engagement? what happens when a woman found out that her fiance is sleeping with her cousin and he's ending their engagement?
"Miss Williams, come in, please." My boss, Ms. Moore, waved a hand at the two chairs facing her desk.
" Have a seat, Amelia.''
Ms. Moore slid into her modern black leather desk chair and then unbuttoned her dress, revealing her breasts a little.
" Yes. Of course. ''
I said sitting down. She cleared her throat. " Well, Miss Williams. I'll cut right to the chase.We're letting you go, I'm afraid. It's
nothing to do with you it's simply that we're streamlining our workflow, and as the newest member of our team...well, your services have become somewhat not needed.
"I'm...what. I don't understand ma'am. just a week ago, I was promised a permanent Job if I continue providing great service for our company. I mean, who can argue with that? We've been waiting forever for someone new to come in, and I thought I'd finally be able to show off my skills to the customers-"I began.
Ms. Moore raised her hands in the air cutting me off. "Don't say another word! Your work here is done. We'll send you, your final check. And you'll clear your desk and leave immediately."
"ma'am, please I need this job."
" we all do, I suggest you go back to your temp agency and talk to them. Or we can arrange something?"" She said standing up and coming and stand behind me, her hands on my shoulders and trailing to my breasts.
What is she gay?
That came out as a murmur. I quickly stood up. " What are you doing? I asked as she reached around to undo the last button of her dress and pulled her breasts into view. They were larger than mine, which made me feel a little more uncomfortable. "You've seen me naked before, why not now?" she whispered, her hands moving to my neckline. Well, I once did see her naked, but that is the story for another day. I could smell her perfume from behind me. She pressed herself against me from behind. I pushed her away and quickly stood up. " I'll clear my desk immediately. "
What the hell just happened.
" I thought you wanted this job '' ms Moore said behind me, but I was already out of the office. I thought these things happen only with men boss. But a woman boss asking for a pleasure, well that's new. I walked over to my desk and quickly cleared my stuff and threw my bag and coat over my shoulder and headed out the door.
I drove for twenty minutes until I arrived at my apartment. Parked the car and got inside. I'm already 2 months behind with rent, and I know what my landlord will say when she sees me. I had been hoping to avoid eviction to be able to catch up with the past due amount. But that isn't going to happen now, is it? I'd just been fired. So I tiptoed into the building and took the elevator up. I unlocked the door and stepped inside. I kicked off my shoes and dropped my coat on the couch, and then headed into my kitchen. Likewise, I grabbed a beer out of the fridge and sat down at my dining room table. It was the only thing in the fridge. As I don't even have money to buy groceries. I pulled out my phone and dialed the temp agency. After three rings, an older man answered. "Hmm hello," he asked sounding like he had fallen asleep while eating pizza. "This is Amelia Williams. I was asking if you've got any available job right now."
"Wait a sec, he said. I hear a loud noise like he was falling over, and I assume he fell off his bed. Not only that, but I heard him swear under his breath. I assumed he was still lying on his stomach. After a moment, he replied. " No, I'm sorry we just don't have anything right now, I'll let you know if anything comes up. "
"That's alright sir. I'll call back later." I said and hung up. It felt as if the world has just come down on me.
beep beep beep
my phone reported a message. I opened my inbox. It was from Jameson College, reminding me of my brother's tuition fees. I quickly closed my phone and looked over my microwave to be met by so many mails. It's my habit to collect them and put them over the microwave to go through them later. This time I couldn't stop myself and started reading through each one slowly. There were about ten. Most were bills and my brother and sister's tuition fees. One caught my eye, it was from my father telling me he thinks of donating my mother's clothes, and if I want something from them. It's been almost a year since my mother's death, I haven't gone home to see my father since her funeral. In fact, I can't bring myself to visits that place, it brings back painful memories. Maybe it's got something to do with how she died.
beep beep
my phone reported another message this time from the bank. It was my last payment. I took one glance at the notification and realizing where this money will probably go.(Layla and Chris tuition fees.) But it won't hurt just to take 100 bucks and go drown my sorrows. If I stay in this apartment, I'll probably go insane. So I'll have to get out of here, and see where the night takes me. It was already 6 in the evening, so I went to my bedroom to change my clothes.
after changing into a pair of black heels and silver mini dress, I grabbed my purse and keys and also grabbed a few things from the bathroom and headed out the door, locking the door behind me. I got into the Honda and backed out of my parking space and hit the gas. I left my apartment complex and drove to the nearest bar. As I pulled into the parking lot I noticed this place is packed as usual, what can you expect. Friday nights are one of my favorite nights of the week. I love how everyone's there and everyone's having a good time, laughing and smiling and enjoying themselves. I'm lucky enough to be in the minority that doesn't have to go home tonight and face the demons of reality.
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
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.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.