Abandoned and pregnant, Emily is blindsided when Ethan, the man she trusted, denies her and the child growing inside her. Alone and with nowhere to turn, she's forced to walk away, vowing never to look back. But as Emily's world unravels, secrets and betrayal threaten to pull her under. Will she find the strength to rebuild her life, or will the shadows of her past haunt her forever? A gripping story of love, deceit, and the fight for survival.
Emily Wilson's shift at The Hideaway bar was ending, the evening sun casting a warm glow over the bustling streets of California. She poured the last round of drinks, exchanging smiles with regulars. The familiar rhythm of the bar provided a comforting escape from her troubled past.
As she wiped down the counter, the door swung open, and Ethan Thompson walked in. His piercing blue eyes scanned the room, locking onto Emily. Time froze. The air seemed to vibrate with his presence.
"Welcome to The Hideaway," Emily said, her voice barely above a whisper. She fumbled with the towel, her hands suddenly clumsy.
Ethan's gaze lingered, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Whiskey, neat," he ordered, his deep voice sending shivers down Emily's spine.
As she poured his drink, their fingers touched, sparking a jolt of electricity. Emily's heart skipped a beat.
"You're new here," Ethan stated, his eyes never leaving hers.
Emily nodded, her hair falling in loose waves around her face. "Started a few weeks ago."
The air was charged with tension as Ethan sipped his whiskey, his eyes never straying far from Emily. She felt exposed, yet drawn to him.
"Mind if I join you?" Ethan asked, nodding toward the empty stool beside him.
Emily hesitated, unsure if she was ready for the intensity that radiated from him. But her body seemed to move of its own accord. She slid onto the stool beside him.
"Emily," she said, extending her hand.
"Ethan," he replied, his handshake firm.
Conversation flowed effortlessly, laughter and stories shared. Ethan's charisma drew Emily in, making her feel seen, heard. They talked about everything and nothing, their words weaving a spell around them.
As the night wore on, the bar emptied, and Emily's colleagues called out goodbyes. The music softened, and the lights dimmed.
"Want to join me for dinner?" Ethan asked, his eyes sparkling.
Emily's stomach fluttered. "I'm not really dressed for dinner."
Ethan's gaze swept over her, lingering on her curves. "You look perfect."
Dinner turned into a stroll through the city, the cool night air filled with promise. Ethan's hand brushed against Emily's, sending shivers down her spine.
They walked in comfortable silence, the city lights twinkling around them. Emily felt a sense of belonging, as if she'd found a missing piece.
As they turned onto Emily's street, Ethan's pace slowed.
"Thanks for tonight," Emily said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Ethan's eyes locked onto hers, burning with intensity. "I'm not ready for it to end."
Emily's heart skipped a beat.
"Want to come in?" Emily asked, her voice barely audible.
Ethan's response was a kiss that left her breathless.
The night blurred into passion, their bodies entwined. Emily had never felt this way before.
As dawn broke, Ethan's eyes locked onto hers.
"I'll call you tomorrow," he promised.
Emily smiled, believing him.
Little did she know, tomorrow would bring heartbreak.
A week had passed since that unforgettable night. Emily's phone remained silent, Ethan's promised call never coming. She tried calling him, but her calls went straight to voicemail.
Doubts crept in, and Emily's optimism began to wane. Had she misread the connection they shared?
Determined to understand, Emily decided to visit Ethan's company. Perhaps he was busy with work, and that's why he hadn't called.
She stood outside the sleek, glass tower of Thompson Companies, her heart racing. Taking a deep breath, she stepped inside.
The receptionist's polished smile greeted her. "Welcome to Thompson Companies. How can I assist you?"
"I'm here to see Ethan Thompson," Emily said, trying to sound confident.
The receptionist's expression faltered. "Do you have an appointment?"
Emily hesitated. "No, but I need to speak with him."
After a brief phone call, the receptionist's expression turned sympathetic. "I'm afraid Mr. Thompson is unavailable. You can leave a message, and his assistant will get back to you."
Emily's heart sank. This wasn't the reception she'd expected.
As she turned to leave, a voice called out from behind.
"Emily Wilson?"
Emily turned to face a impeccably dressed woman.
"I'm Ethan's assistant, Rachel. What brings you here today?" Rachel asked, her tone polite but guarded.
Emily's determination resurfaced. "I need to speak with Ethan. It's personal."
Rachel's expression turned skeptical. "I'll pass on your message. However, Mr. Thompson is extremely busy. I wouldn't expect a prompt response."
Emily sensed a dismissal, her frustration growing.
"Is Ethan avoiding me?" Emily asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Rachel's composure faltered for a moment before she regained her poise. "I'm not at liberty to discuss Mr. Thompson's personal affairs."
Emily's heart sank. Something was amiss.
With a heavy heart, Emily left Thompson Companies, questions swirling in her mind.
Why was Ethan ignoring her?
Had she been just a one-night stand?
The uncertainty gnawed at her, Emily's doubts growing with each passing step.
Emily couldn't shake off the feeling of rejection. Days turned into weeks, and Ethan's silence remained deafening.
Determined to confront him, Emily discovered Ethan would attend the annual Black-Tie Charity Gala. She bought a ticket, her resolve firm.
The evening of the gala, Emily's nerves fluttered. She slipped on her elegant gown, her hair styled to perfection.
As she entered the grand ballroom, Emily scanned the crowd for Ethan. Her eyes locked onto his tall figure, resplendent in a tailored tuxedo.
With newfound confidence, Emily navigated the sea of guests, her eyes fixed on Ethan.
"Ethan Thompson," Emily said, her voice clear and firm.
Ethan turned, his eyes narrowing as he took in Emily's determined expression.
"Emily," Ethan replied, his tone guarded.
"Why haven't you called?" Emily demanded, her voice barely above a whisper.
Ethan's expression turned cold. "I've been busy."
Emily's eyes flashed. "Busy? You promised to call."
Ethan shrugged. "I changed my mind."
The casual dismissal stung. Emily's anger boiled over.
"You used me," Emily accused, her voice trembling.
Ethan's eyes flickered, but his expression remained impassive. "We had a good time, Emily. Don't make more of it."
Emily's heart shattered. She'd given herself to him, trusting him.
"You're cruel," Emily whispered, tears welling up.
Ethan's gaze drifted away, dismissing her.
Vivian Black, a stunning socialite, appeared at Ethan's side.
"Ethan, darling," Vivian purred, her eyes flashing with malice toward Emily.
Ethan's attention shifted to Vivian, his expression softening.
Emily realized she'd been blinded by her feelings. Ethan wasn't the man she thought he was.
With dignity, Emily turned and walked away, leaving Ethan and Vivian to their pretentious world.
Emily's tears dried as she left the gala, her determination renewed. She wouldn't let Ethan dismiss her without a confrontation.
The next morning, Emily stood outside Ethan's office, her heart racing. She took a deep breath and pushed open the door.
Ethan's assistant, Rachel, looked up from her desk. "Can I help you?"
"I need to speak with Ethan," Emily said, her voice firm.
Rachel hesitated before nodding. "Let me check."
A moment later, Rachel ushered Emily into Ethan's office.
Ethan sat behind his massive desk, his expression unreadable.
"What do you want, Emily?" Ethan asked, his tone curt.
Emily's hands trembled as she pulled out a pregnancy test from her purse. "I'm pregnant."
Ethan's expression changed from indifference to shock.
"That's impossible," Ethan said, his voice cold.
Emily's anger flared. "You were the only one I slept with."
Ethan scoffed. "You expect me to believe that?"
Emily's eyes stung. "I'm telling you the truth."
Ethan's face twisted in disgust. "Get rid of it."
Emily's heart shattered. "How can you be so heartless?"
Ethan stood, his eyes flashing. "This is your problem, not mine."
Emily's voice trembled. "You're the father."
Ethan's denial cut deep. "I'm not responsible for your mistakes."
Tears streamed down Emily's face as Ethan's words sliced through her.
"Get out," Ethan growled, pointing toward the door.
Emily stumbled backward, her world crumbling.
As she turned to leave, Ethan's parting words pierced her soul.
"You're just another gold-digger."
Emily's vision blurred as she fled Ethan's office.
The streets blurred together as Emily walked, tears streaming down her face.
Lost in grief, Emily didn't notice the car speeding toward her.
A scream echoed through the air as Emily was struck.
Everything went blank
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"I must have her back within 24 hours, without a single strand of her hair harmed." In a world where loyalty is a rare luxury, Vivian's father seals her fate by selling her to Lincoln Rizzo New York's most feared mafia king. Lincoln Rizzo, infamous for his ruthless rule, harbors an unusual weakness: an allergy to women. Yet, when Vivian enters his life, everything changes. For the first time, Lincoln's deadly obsession finds a focus. Vivian, the only woman he can touch, ignites an unrelenting passion within him. He brought Vivian into his world as payment for her father's debt. But anyone who plays a game with Lincoln must pay dearly. When Vivian arrives at Lincoln mansion, he sets strict rules for her-rules no one dares to defy. But Vivian is different. What happens when she breaks each of the rules set for her? What happens when Vivian becomes Lincoln's possession? What happens when Vivian becomes his weakness? And when Vivian is kidnapped, Lincoln vows to destroy anyone who stands between him and her safe return.
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*Story Description:* "My Secretary, My Addiction" is an office romance novel that explores themes of love, hatred, heartbreak, and tragedy. The story revolves around Madelyn, a young woman battling chronic cancer, who runs away from her abusive parents to live life on her own terms. She becomes the secretary of Jake Freddie, a wealthy single father, who has vowed never to fall in love again after being heartbroken by his first love, Arabella.
Male lead   Lucy greg the only child of Mr Greg grey the most richest man in New York Lucy is not only billionaire but also a demi gold ,he is handsome ,he has all quality you are looking for in a man he has blue eye,pink lips ,brown hair he is all girl dream  But he is arrogant ,cold and not friendly at all even to young children he didn't believe in love due to what his mother did to his father which cause his father's death  since then he see women as robot ,he believes that robot are heartless just women and they are suppose to be treated like it he despise his mother more than anything he care about one thing that is his" Reputation "   Meet Francisco watson ,the only person who understands and can tolerate lucy he is the only friend lucy has , he is the opposite of lucy he is also handsome but he is friendly and caring they are also rich but not compare with lucy family   Meet our female lead ,Alicia roseley ,she is come from a poor background she lost her Parents at young age she has been living with the help of her granny  she is very beautiful with a well define curve ,she is average tall with round and pink lips she is jovial ,caring and love her granny a lot she do many part time job to support her granny   she has nothing to offer ,but her smile alone  can make you fall over heel she has the best smile ever ,but behind that smile no one can know that she going through a lot ....   what happened when Alicia was raped which lead to a force marriage !      what happen when this two friends become enemy ?  Â
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
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?
"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."
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."
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
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."