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Emily, a struggling single mother working multiple jobs as a janitor, needs a huge sum of money for her child's surgery. With no option, Emily approaches the powerful Billionaire, Alexander Marriott whose real estate company she works for. Alexander is a cold hearted and arrogant workaholic who doesn't believe in life long relationships but he is under immense pressure from his manipulative parents to marry and secure the company. Emily comes to him for help and impulsively, he offers her a contract to become his wife for one year and he'd pay for her child's surgery. Alexander is a difficult person to deal with and she is horrified by the idea but with her child's life hanging in balance, she has no choice but to accept Alexander's risky bargain
A dull ache pulsed in my head.
Since dawn, I've been on a relentless treadmill of tasks.
From getting my daughter ready for school to scrubbing down the diner on our block, I finally made my way to the Marriott company, where I continued my daily grind of cleaning offices and restrooms.
Dealing with wealthy clients is no easy feat.
They demand perfection but are unwilling to pay for it.
There are days when I find myself cleaning the same restroom over fifty times, all because some affluent patron can't stand a hint of odor.
It's hard to fathom that I once lived that life, yet I never felt at ease with how the privileged looked down on those less fortunate, all due to their status.
I defied my parents by attending a party with my best friend, who was just as broke as I was.
That's where I met the DJ, a charming guy who had every girl wrapped around his finger.
It was an instant connection; we ended up together, and it was incredible. I craved more, so I sneaked out to see him again, but that turned out to be a one-time affair.
Then came the shocking news: I was pregnant. My perfectionist mother was the one who found out about my unexpected situation, and to make matters worse, it was with a DJ from a club.
My parents didn't even let me explain; they disowned me in an instant, feeling I had brought shame upon them and ruined their plans to marry me off to a wealthy businessman for a lifetime of wealth.
I became the daughter that every affluent family in England warned their children to avoid. Everyone turned their backs on me, except for Mia.
We had to leave England for New York after my parents cut ties with me.
They even removed Mia from their scholarship program, labeling her a bad influence, so I moved in with her strict grandmother in the city.
The initial years after my daughter was born were pleasant until grandma fell ill.
I realized I couldn't rely on others forever, and my first job as a janitor marked the beginning of a two-year struggle.
I don't regret having my daughter, but I sacrificed everything for her.
I let out a deep sigh, rubbing my temples and hoping the throbbing pain would subside so I could hit the road.
It's a long three-hour trek from my tiny apartment to the Marriott office, and I can only imagine how hungry my daughter must be by now.
I can't trust my neighbors; the last time I left my daughter in their care, they devoured her lunch and dinner, leaving her to fend for herself. Bringing her to work isn't an option either, as it goes against office policy.
I know I'm doing my best-working hard day in and day out-but sometimes it feels like it's just not enough.
Frustration wells up inside me, and tears threaten to spill as a sharp pain radiates through my back from hours spent bending over and scrubbing toilets.
I close my eyes, twirling my straight brown hair, recalling what Audrey's teacher mentioned during a recent meeting.
She expressed concern that she was often drowsy, struggled to breathe, and complained of stomach pains.
Honestly, I've been so overwhelmed and exhausted that I haven't paid enough attention to these signs. I'm constantly trying to juggle the demands of his school and our home life.
If I fell behind on payments, my daughter would be forced out of school, and we could end up homeless. The thought of that heartache is unbearable.
Suddenly, the intercom in the janitor's break room jolts me back to reality. I quickly whisper a prayer and grab the receiver, my voice trembling with anxiety.
Working at Marriott is no small feat; everyone is expected to perform at their best, regardless of their position.
With Alexander King at the helm, I've learned to push my worries aside whenever it's time to work.
This week alone, he's let go of twenty employees, and I'm desperate to avoid being on that list.
"Ms. Freser," the manager, Mrs. Perez, boomed through the intercom, sending my heart racing. She only called when there was bad news.
"Yes, ma'am," I replied, sitting up straight, eager to catch every word. She could be as ruthless as the boss himself.
"Get to my office immediately!" she commands sharply, cutting off the call before I can even respond.
Without hesitation, I leave the janitor's room and make my way briskly to the manager's office, my mind racing with questions about why she needed me at this late hour.
I knock gently on the door, my heart pounding in my chest. I really can't handle any bad news right now; my plate is already overflowing. My rent is due next month, and my daughter's health is a constant worry.
"Come in," I hear her say, and I step inside.
She's busy stuffing papers into envelopes, and my heart skips a beat. Are those termination letters? Not now, please!
"Ms. Freser, you're two minutes late," she remarks without looking up from her laptop, and I suddenly find myself at a loss for words.
"An email has just been sent. You're assigned to clean the boss's office for the next week. Have a nice day."
The boss? Alexander Marriott? That's a nightmare waiting to happen. I'd rather face anything than take on that task, even if it were offered with a golden bow.
He just fired the three janitors who worked there this week. Why me? I'm just a junior staff member, and I'm not even allowed in the executive area.
What's going on? I sincerely hope it's not what I'm thinking.
"Ma'am... I think there's been a mistake. I can't clean the boss's office. I don't want to lose my job, I..."
"You have no say in these matters, Ms. Freser. You're just a janitor. I suggest you stick to your duties and leave my office now!"
"I can't tell if you're a gift or a curse Antonio, I don't know what you do to me, I don't like it but I don't want you to stop" Valentina Rossi. Valentina Rossi was raised to be a killer. As the daughter of the most powerful boss in the country and doubling as the underboss of the mafia gang, Valentina knew how to use her beauty and cunning strategies to get what she wants. But, Valentina's world was turned upside down the moment she laid eyes on Antonio Salvatore. As the daughter of the Don, she was taught never to trust anyone let alone fall in love, worse still with an ordinary servant. As their love grows, secrets and betrayals threaten to destroy them both. Can love triumph over vengeance or will their secrets destroy them?
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
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."
After three years of loveless marriage, Kira was slapped with divorce papers. She has shown him her unrequited love throughout her entire marriage with him, but he decided to turn blind eyes all because of his lover. Distraught and heartbroken, Kira choose to sign the divorce papers with bitter heart. But then and there, she promised herself that when she's back, he will come crawling to her, but she will make him pay for hurting her. Join Kira as she transform to a wealthy heiress and soared as the CEO of a multi-billion-dollar empire, a remarkable healer and make her ex-husband pay!
"I, Riccardo Saviano, future Alpha of the Grey Shadow Moon Pack, reject you, Artemisia Guerrieri, Daughter of Alpha Franco of the Blood Moon Pack, as my mate and future Luna." One single sentence. One stupid single sentence was all it took to disintegrate my life. And the day of my birthday, on which this sentence was audaciously uttered to me, I lost the love of my life, my future mate, and my wolf, all at once. As I'm still assembling the pieces of my shattered heart years later, there they come. Like lightning out of a crystal blue sky. My Mates. But wait... If I am mated to triplets, how come I'm about to be mated to 5 gorgeous men? *** TW: explicit and foul language; spicy content; explicit sex scenes ***
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
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