Billionaire heiress Charlotte gray's life is turned upside down when she falls for her loyal chauffeur, David Smith. But as their love grows so do the threats. Can they outsmart their enemies and secure their fortune or will love be their biggest mistake ?
Cool beautiful fountain jetted softly over the rounded stones, the water pooling, crystal clear, over polished granite and radiant sun sparkles reflect over the glasses of the windscreen as a limo pulled over at El touche' mall , one of the biggest and most expensive mall in New York.
Charlotte stepped out of the car and left everyone in awe. Is she a princess, a goddess or a fairy?What an astonishing beauty!
Charlotte walked into the mall and dove straight into the most expensive section. "Ma'am that's the most expensive section" a staff retorted Charlotte look at her pitifully and ignored sharply. "What a brat" she thought. Charlotte got indulged picking the most expensive and skimpy dresses you could even imagine.
No trace of moral or value showed on her face but an extravagant and wealth polished being; she portrayed.
After hours of criticism and disdain, she ended up finding a perfect dress to the party she was not invited to. She walk to the counter with aura and pride. She threw the cloth on the desk and retorted " How much is this? Time is not your pal ".
The cashier trying to be polite told her it was quite expensive and it's a limited edition. She looked at her with anger and brought out her father's platinum card, paid and left the counter with no word said. Dashing through the walkway to the Exit she saw an astonishing handsome guy, sleek, fit and tall she thought .
Immediately she waved the thought bye and said " No! Don't think . Don't feel love. It's all a lie " . Walking through the dashing sun that radiated her pulchritude and aura she smiled and waved to almost everyone staring at her before she got in her black radiant limousine.
"She must have been a princess then" Gate as beautiful and dazing as the sunrise , fountain seems never to stop sparkling, the building looking like a castle seeming to have enough space for a hundred person to live in. The limousine drove in and Charlotte walked in with maids dashing, trembling and bowing as she hastily walked in .
She went straight to her room waiting for a maid to bring in her new collections. Is she an orphan? Guess not, A woman as beautiful as a queen dashed in her room and asked Charlotte where she had been for the past one week. The brat looked at her mother surprisingly
" I'm not a kid anymore, I can take good care of myself " she said. Just in time, a maid walked in and announced to Mrs Gray that dinner is ready. What a relief for Charlotte she walked and paced around her large room wondering, was he a prince, why did he look so confident, he must be an athlete, why does he look so good and appeasing, why did she stare at him, is he trying to come at me too or is he a spy.
These thoughts sprout in her head as she picture him once again. She kept this thought and joy to herself only not to be noticed by anyone. *Knock on the door*, who's there? she uttered. The maid replied saying Mr. Gray her father seeks for her right away.
The thought flew past her mind as if she never thought of it. Composing herself with a touch of trembling she walked to her father's library hoping she's not in any kind of trouble. She walked in straight in to the library bowing at her Father Mr. Gray Anthony, the richest and most feared man in the whole of New York.
She greeted and ask why he called for her. With a soothing sweet baritone voice he asked where she had been for these past few days. Charlotte stood there with no words uttered as she usually do seems she fears and respects her father so much. Her father knowing her extravagant and uncontrollable she is just told her not to get herself in trouble and be careful.
Charlotte who was at the brink of death by fear became full of life as she heard her father's advice knowing she wasn't scolded. Charlotte father stood and told her that he has gotten her a personal chauffeur and body guard because she can't keep moving around with his own chauffeur.
Charlotte happy about her freedom at last was excited but shew no trace of excitement on her face. As her father called for her attention to introduce her to her chauffeur the guy she obviously didn't notice as she was entering , she turned and was surprised. Is this a dream or am I hallucinating she thought. Her handsome good-looking chauffeur stretched out his hand and said " Nice meeting you ma'am , I'm Davids Smith your personal chauffeur and bodyguard". Charlotte still shocked by the coincidence and left in awe by the news turned to get a grasp of her breath as she was almost swept away by the shock. She thought why him.Charlotte left for her room hastily, bumped into her bed and took a moment of tranquil and refreshment. She looked at the cloth she bought and wonder why she bought. Charlotte thought was once again interrupted by her mother who called her down for dinner.
Hunger struck her belly as she hurried into the bathroom to freshen up and get dressed for dinner. Charlotte who has almost forgotten her encounter in her father's library got a glimpse of it while bathing. She felt in her heart as though she was struck by a lightning but got hold of herself, stepped out of the bathroom and dressed up for dinner. Trying to lighten up her mood, Charlotte play her favorite music which calm her down and help her think.
She thought again why did her heart skip a beat when she saw that guy at the mall today. It can't be love she wondered. I've given up on love!! So why now. Back in college, Charlotte was the most respected and honored student due to her level of intelligence coupled with her father's fame and wealth. She was loved by all those who loved her genuinely and those who wanted favors from her, both teachers and students.
Charlotte fell in love with a guy who is one class ahead of her it was her first and it was beautiful. She became the talk of the school and party. Charlotte and Damian did almost everything together. Damian was from an average family but Charlotte loved him. What's the twist ? Why did Charlotte become an anti-fan of love?
Madison had always believed that she would marry Colten. She spent her youth admiring him from afar, dreaming of their future life together. But Colten was always indifferent to her, and when he abandoned her at a time when she needed him most, she finally realized that he never loved her. With renewed resolve and a thirst for revenge, Madison left. Endless possibilities lay ahead, but Colten was no longer part of her plans. Colten rushed to her place in a panic. "Madison, please come back to me. I’ll give you everything!" It was his powerful uncle who answered the door. "She's my woman now."
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
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.
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
"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."
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