He never imagined he would fall in love, especially not with the daughter of his enemy! She never imagined that writing an article about the enigmatic Tomas Charl could lead her into a world of danger. With a reputation as a wealthy businessman, he masked a far darker truth-he was the head of a mafia organization. Her intentions were pure, driven by a strong moral compass and the hope that love could change him. She envisioned a future where they could leave his criminal life behind, unaware that she was already entangled in his web. "How dare you enter my room without permission?" she stammered, disbelief washing over her as she instinctively shielded herself. He closed the door and locked it, the click echoing ominously. Stepping closer, he invaded her personal space, the rhythm of her racing heart palpable in the silence. With a predatory whisper, he leaned in, "I can do as I please. This is my house, and everything in it, including you, is mine." He captured her lips in a forceful kiss, leaving her breathless and confused.
Mr. Tomas Charl.
I arrived at my office early that day to organize some documents before my upcoming trip to sign a partnership contract with a multinational company. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. I looked up and said, "Yes, please come in."
To my surprise, it was Carl. I couldn't believe it. I asked him, "Where's the new private secretary? Can't you do what I asked you to do from the start?" I was shocked and frustrated, but Carl blinked at me as if he had never heard those words before.
Out of frustration, I let out a loud groan mixed with annoyance. Carl approached my desk and explained, "Mr. Tomas, you have had many secretaries. Why do you need a new one? You've hired several in the past, only to fire them without a valid reason after less than a month." He said this as if I didn't already know. After all, I'm the one who hires and fires, so I'm well aware of what happens.
I stared at him blankly, and he cautiously continued, "I understand why you do this, but you're a powerful billionaire. Your reputation is important. You can't keep changing secretaries because-" Carl, being the manager of my company and my right-hand man on the board, was complaining. However, I cut him off abruptly.
"Shut up! Stop bothering me! I need a new secretary, and she must be attractive, sexy, and have a curvy figure," I firmly commanded him, imagining how she would look. Yes, I was extremely picky. After all, I would have to see my assistant's face every morning. So why should I spend a large amount of money on someone who is plain or average?
Carl looked worried and began to plead, "But why?! Please reconsider. Choose any of the employees from our company. People are talking about you, calling you 'Mr. T the Womanizer.' It's not good at all. Your actions could impact share prices in the market!" He frowned with concern.
"I'm Tomas Charl, for goodness' sake! I'm a billionaire, a powerful man. Why should I care about gossip? And why should I listen to your advice? I have more money than anyone in this country, even more than the president. I should enjoy every penny and every minute of my life! Do as I say, Carl, and don't bother me with nonsense!" I exclaimed, hitting my knuckles angrily on my large mahogany desk in disagreement with his opinions.
"But... Sir," Carl stuttered.
"Do it. I have to travel soon to sign this new contract. You have to stay here and choose someone for me, for a change. I'll depend on you," I pointed my finger at his face, giving him this assignment.
"But don't you think this time we should choose someone ordinary? Maybe a smart recent college graduate?" Carl raised an eyebrow, questioning me.
"What would I do with an intelligent secretary? Huh? I want her to be sexy, with a nice figure and a slim waist; full of energy and good health, with a charming smile. After all, she'll be by my side all the time," I commanded Carl.
"In that case, we should hire a model, Mr. Tomas," Carl scoffed.
I shot him a menacing look. "Too many questions, Carl. It's not funny. Do I need to fire you? I need a sexy secretary who can also satisfy me in bed. As you said, I need to protect my reputation and avoid scandals. Got it?" I threatened Carl harshly, but deep down, I knew I couldn't and wouldn't fire him-he meant a lot to me.
"Now, get out and bring me a hot cup of coffee and a cigar. I need to finish this paper and prepare for the contract," I said confidently without looking back at him.
"Okay, Mr. Tomas," Carl nodded politely.
Carl left the office, and I noticed a newspaper among the papers on my desk with my picture on the front page. Curiously, I opened the article to read it.
**"A man named Tomas Charl. Do you know him? Have you heard this name? Yes, for sure, even if you are not interested in investments or are not wealthy, you must have heard it on TV shows or in scandalous articles! He is a billionaire who enjoys life with his endless money.**
**He is Tomas Charl, known for being a womanizer, ruthless, rude, and heartless. He is one of the most powerful people in the country and ranks as the second richest person in the world. But in reality, he could be number one. Of course, a man like him doesn't keep all of his money in the bank!**
**But who is he? He was the sole heir of his family. Years ago, his family owned many companies, but they tragically passed away in a plane crash. Until now, nobody knows the truth about that accident. Everyone thinks his parents were intentionally killed, but why would someone want to harm a businessman and his wife? It's strange, especially since his father wasn't that wealthy; he was just a normal millionaire.**
**After his parents passed away, Mr. Carl, a member of the board and Tomas Charl's father's best friend, took care of Tomas. At the time, Tomas was only 18 years old. Mr. Carl raised him and taught him everything he knows about business. He never left Tomas' side, guiding him every step of the way until Tomas graduated.**
**Once Tomas obtained his MBA, he took over his father's business and completely transformed it. He expanded the company from five to hundreds of companies in less than ten years, creating his own empire under his family name. It's impressive, but there are still unanswered questions. How did he achieve all of this at such a young age? Could he be involved in illegal activities?**
**The main idea is that Tomas worked hard to surpass Mr. Carl. As they say, the student may one day surpass the teacher. And it seems he did just that, to the point where he treats Mr. Carl like an office boy with no emotions. This man has gone beyond limits! Who can control a person who controls the world?**
**Why does everyone idolize him? He has been involved in hundreds of scandals with wealthy women and famous celebrities! Why? Simply because he is rich, handsome, and powerful? How shallow! They chase him everywhere, hoping to have a relationship with him. How bizarre!**
**But I am thankful that I am not one of those superficial women! Thank God I still have my integrity and a functioning brain! I dislike wealthy people, but I despise Tomas Charl more than anyone. He is selfish and heartless.**
**Why doesn't the government investigate Mr. Tomas Charl? Is he untouchable just because he is one of the elite in this country? Who can I ask for answers?"**
This article was written by Jennifer.
After finishing the article, I felt overwhelmed with anger. I clenched my fists and shouted for Carl, who quickly came to my door.
"What is this, Carl?!" I grabbed the newspaper and threw it on the floor, glaring at him.
"Um, have you read the article? It's..." Carl stammered, avoiding eye contact and nervously fidgeting with his fingers.
"Who is this person, and how dare she write such a horrible article?! Find out who she is, now!" I exclaimed, commanding Carl.
"Okay, Mr. Tomas. But please calm down. We can take care of it once you return," Carl suggested, knowing very well my temper. He even thought I might burn down the entire newspaper in my anger.
"Don't tell me what to do. Find out who she is and call the owner of the newspaper. Put him on the phone with me," I commanded Carl, seething with anger and feeling the urge to lash out.
A few seconds later, Carl informed me, "Mr. Tomas, the owner is on the phone." I put it on speaker.
"Mr. Tomas, I'm glad you called. It's an honor," the owner began, but I cut him off with a scream. "Shut up! How dare you publish something about me?! Do you want to be ruined or bankrupted? I could have you jailed for life! Do you understand? What do you think you're doing?!" I yelled.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Tomas. It's not my fault. The writer acted on her own without going through the editing department. I will punish her for it. Please forgive me," the owner explained, pleading for forgiveness.
"You're talking nonsense! What punishment? Do you think that's enough? Fire this girl immediately, or I will harm your family and leave you penniless and homeless. Do you hear me, or would you like me to repeat it? Also, publish a front-page apology," I shouted repeatedly before hanging up and throwing the phone on the floor, screaming in frustration.
"Carl, find this girl. She will work for me as a personal secretary. I have to travel for work, and I want her in a couple of days. No more delays. You have to find her!" I smirked, furrowing my eyebrows.
"But Mr. Tomas, what if she doesn't accept the offer? Judging from the article she wrote about you, it's clear that she despises you and will refuse to work for you. And what if she isn't attractive? You want a secretary who is sexy and beautiful," Carl explained. However, there was no turning back. I had made up my mind, and everyone had to comply. That was just who I was.
"First, Carl, everyone has a price. So do your job and find her. I don't care how! Just do it! Offer her a generous salary to work for me, and make her sign a contract," I said, pausing briefly.
"Second, Carl, even if she isn't good-looking, I still want her next to me. I will make her life a living hell!" I gritted my teeth.
And yes, even if she were a monkey... I would have her crawling beneath me, becoming my personal servant. I would ruin her life and make her beg for mercy, but I wouldn't give her any.
Aria never wanted to marry Kael, the arrogant playboy her father forced her to accept as her fiancé. But Kael had his own twisted motives-he only wanted her because she was the one girl who refused him. When Aria rejected his demand to sleep with him a week before their wedding, Kael tried to take what he wanted by force. His drunken pursuit ended in tragedy when he was struck by a car, leaving Aria caught in the crossfire of blame. Zander, Kael's elder brother and the soon-to-be Alpha King, believed Aria was responsible for his brother's death-and promiscuous to boot. To prevent war between their packs, Zander agreed to marry her, but only for revenge. His plan? Ruin Aria's life for a year, then cast her aside and divorce her. But Zander's scheme begins to unravel when his ex-best friend Asher returns, determined to take Aria for himself. As secrets from the past resurface, Zander discovers betrayal, lies, and truths he never wanted to face. Was Aria truly guilty, or was she just another pawn in a deadly game of power and revenge? Asher laugh and say, "You're a fool; she never wanted to come. I told her you were with Lyra, so she came. And now I've achieved my goal: I ruined your marriage." Zander feel foolish, asking, "But why? I never did anything to you! You were my best friend. I should have killed you when you slept with my ex fiancée, Lyra!" Asher respond, "You knew I loved her, but you stole Lyra from me. She was my true mate, but she refused to marry me because you were soon to be the Alpha King! She never loved you. She loved me but wanted to be the queen of werewolves; that's all." Zander would realize how foolish he was. Yet, he still believed Aria wasn't innocent because she slept with his deceased brother before the wedding.
She spent eighteen years in an orphanage, but it was time to get out. According to the orphanage rules, once a child reaches legal age, they must depend on themselves. Celine didn't know what to do; luckily, she met her savior that day. If only she had known what she was getting herself into, she would never have gone with him. Celine found herself caught in a life of addiction, living in his house, where he was ready to sell her organs to get his fix. To save her life, she had to help him sell drugs. Her innocence became a liability. Soon, she found herself targeted by the king's men-kidnapped, bound, and tortured for selling drugs without their permission. But sometimes, what we fear the most might turn out to be the best for us. Celine found herself trapped in the king's palace, drowning in his love and married to him by force.
"Please, let me go," she begged, her eyes brimming with tears and her voice shaking with fear. Struggling to breathe, she felt trapped in his overwhelming embrace. He ignored her pleas, seemingly unaware of the pain he was causing, driven by jealousy that clouded his judgment. With all her strength, she pushed against him, desperate for even a moment of freedom. But he held her down, his voice low and threatening as he said, "No, I want you now." In that moment, everything changed for her. She was his younger brother's fiancée, and this encounter marked the beginning of a dark path. In an instant, her innocence was shattered, but she would eventually seek justice.
Two strangers-one destined to be the Alpha of the Green Hell Pack and the other the future female Alpha of the Bloody Pack-find themselves trapped in an arranged mating meant to unite their packs. Originally intended for their younger siblings, circumstances leave them with no choice but to accept the bond to save face. Life seems perfect until Julia's ex-boyfriend, Alpha Mark, refuses to let go, resorting to drastic measures to sabotage their union, including kidnapping her. With a possessive mate like Alpha Xander, Julia initially feels compelled to submit. Yet, as time passes, she begins to see him as her true mate. Just as love blossoms, it fades when Xander disappears, leaving behind a harsh letter that shatters their bond, claiming it was because she couldn't conceive. But did the possessive Alpha truly abandon his mate for that reason, or was he forced to take desperate measures to win her back?
She never intended to collide with the most dangerous bad boy at her school. Already trying to stay under the radar from those ruthless werewolves, she felt different from them. Born into the most powerful pack and carrying a royal bloodline, she knew she didn't belong. She couldn't shift like they did; despite not being an omega, she was the weakest of her kind. But her real struggle was that she was blind. That fateful day marked the beginning of her suffering. She had never dreamed of her mate, convinced he would reject her upon discovering her perceived uselessness. All she had was her wolf instincts, which helped her navigate the school, pretending to be normal. No one knew her secret-no one noticed her. Until that day...
He's a ruthless mafia kingpin. She's a married woman with a secret. Jason Dawson, a man who thrives on power and control, finds himself unexpectedly drawn to Sarah, a woman he meets at a hotel bar. Their one-night stand turns into a dangerous game of cat and mouse as Jason, fueled by a thirst for revenge, becomes obsessed with making Sarah his mistress. Can Sarah escape the clutches of a man who will stop at nothing to have her? Or will she become the Mafia's married mistress? One night. One mistake. One dangerous obsession.
In their three years of marriage, Chelsea had been a dutiful wife to Edmund. She used to think that her love and care would someday melt Edmund's cold heart, but she was wrong. Finally, she couldn't take the disappointment any longer and chose to end the marriage. Edmund had always thought that his wife was just boring and dull. So it was shocking when Chelsea suddenly threw divorce papers at his face in front of everyone at the Nelson Group's anniversary party. How humiliating! After that, everyone thought that the formerly-married couple would never see each other again, even Chelsea. Once again, she thought wrong. Sometime later, at an award ceremony, Chelsea went onstage to accept the award for best screenplay. Her ex-husband, Edmund, was the one presenting the award to her. As he handed her the trophy, he suddenly reached for her hand and pleaded humbly in front of the audience, "Chelsea, I'm sorry I didn't cherish you before. Could you please give me another chance?" Chelsea looked at him indifferently. "I'm sorry, Mr. Nelson. My only concern now is my business." Edmund's heart was shattered into a million pieces. "Chelsea, I really can't live without you." But his ex-wife just walked away. Wasn't it better for her to just concentrate on her career? Men would only distract her—especially her ex-husband.
Jennifer Bennett, the rightful heiress to the Bennett legacy, fought hard for her family's recognition, only to be eclipsed by an impostor. Faced with false accusations, bullying, and public humiliation, Jennifer eventually gave up trying to win their approval. Vowing to rise above the injustice, she became the bane of those who wronged her. The Bennett family's efforts to break her only fueled her success, leading her to heights her rivals could only dream of. Someone asked, "Do you feel let down by your parents?" With a calm smile, Jennifer said, "It doesn't matter. In the end, power prevails."
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
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.
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
Three years ago, Cecilia was left battered and alone by the man she loved most, Alston, yet she bravely completed the wedding ceremony while pregnant. Three years later, although they were married, they grew apart over time. Cecilia focused on her career, no longer foolishly believing in love. But her transformation instantly threw Alston into a panic... And what is the secret from 11 years ago that Cecilia has always been reluctant to reveal? *** "She went to a law firm, met with a lawyer..." A lawyer? Is Cecilia suing someone? Who? Is there any recent litigation against the company? Alston suddenly chuckled coldly, "Who could she sue? I'm the CEO of this company. How come such a matter doesn't come to me first?" The assistant swallowed nervously, speaking softly, "Sir, there's no litigation against the company. She met with... a divorce lawyer."