Diane is in desperate need of a husband to help her fool her mother and fully inherit. the company. And who would be a better candidate than the man who she had just had a one night stand with, Jeffery Hopkins. Jeffery was surprised when the crazy girl he had a one night stand with threw a check at him and asked him to be her husband, had she found out his identity? Two opposites had come together under a contract to become one , what would be the final result.
"Thank God you made it" Florence said with a sigh of relief immediately she sighted her best friend's car pulling up in front of the house.
The door of the car flung open and a sassy looking Diane stepped out.
Dressed in a red strapless dress that accuented her hour glass figure and a silver coloured heels that elevated her, she was the real definition of every man's wet dream.
"I think I'm looking much more hotter than the celebrant" Diane remarked, pulling off the dark sunglasses that covered up her pretty hazel green eyes.
Florence giggled and patted the hem of her sea green maternity dress "of course you would look hotter, I'm pregnant and Damien wouldn't let me dress hot" Florence said with a pout on her lips.
"Is that my name I'm hearing?, what have I done now" the deep voice of Damien, Florence husband came from the doorway.
"Hey babe, Diane's here" Florence whispered as her husband pressed a chaste kiss on her cheeks before facing Diane.
Diane gagged at their display of affection,a look of disgust in her eyes.
She hated couples showing off their affection in front of her.
Hell she abhorred it and if not the fact that the couple before her were her friends, she would have left the venue immediately.
"Stop that, you know Diane doesn't like it" Florence said with a laugh.
Damien childishly pulled out his tongue at Diane and she reciprocated immediately, the two of them were like little kids.
"Damien! Where did you keep the beer?" A voice yelled for the inside of the house.
Damien waved his hands and pressed another kiss on Florence's cheek "Will see you later" he said and bounced Into the house.
"I don't like him" Diane said with an eye roll.
Florence giggled at her best friend "you don't like everyone" she said , holding onto Diane's hands firmly as she dragged her into the house where the party was going on in full swing.
Dianeade her way through the sea of bodies that were grinding on each other drunkenly, a bottle of half drunk beer in her hand.
Florence, the celebrant had retired upstairs a few minutes ago with the excuse that her feet was hurting and her henpecked husband had carted her off with a worried expression.
"I'm so bored" Diane whined, looking around the almost clustered room.
She wondered how her friend's birthday party which was supposed to be an elegant ball room banquet turn into a full blown club for horny teenagers.
Amidst the crowd, Diane sighted a bunch of curly black hair that called onto her.
Diane licked her lips and headed toward the mass of curls with a determined gaze.
Target for the night sighted
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The sunlight streaming into the room from the window shone on Diane's face, she groaned lowly and tried to turn in order to prevent the sun from getting Into her eyes but she found out that she was strongly held down by an arm.
She flipped her eyes open slowly and gasped at the sight before her.
A naked hot piece of dick was lying beside her, passed out and his hands wrapped possessively around her waist.
Diane cursed in a low voice as she made to separate herself from him but without success .
The man beside her groaned and stirred, her left hand was freed and she used it to spank him on his arms.
"Get up , I need to head to work" she tried to scream but her voice came out hoarse and low.
The man beside her jolted up and looked around the room with wide eyes, his silver orbs gleaming with confusion.
Diane shook her head that was almost getting confused by his innocent beauty, she refused to be tempted anymore.
"What have I done! Oh God" she heard him panicking beside her.
Diane scoffed "we had sex, that is what we did, simple as that" Diane said.
The young man looked at her "I'm sorry that I slept with you while you were drunk, I'm sorry that I lost control" He said.
Diane didn't know why but she burst into laughter "why the fuck are you apologizing for something as casual as this, haven't you heard of one night stands before?" Diane asked "don't tell me that you are virgin" This time, her eyes were wide in surprise.
The young man looked down, a shy blush tainting his tanned cheeks.
Diane pinched herself with the aim to clear her brain, it was a rare thing to see a sexy innocent guy and it was such a turn on for an experienced woman like her.
" I'm not a virgin, anyways Let's get married, I probably took your virginity..."
Diane's laughter cut his statement short. She stared at him in bewilderment, wondering how he wasn't a virgin but was still this innocent.
"There's no reason to marry me ...uhm.."
"Jeffery, my name is Jeffery"
"Good, Jeffery, there is no reason to marry me what we did last night was with consent and besides we are not even in a relationship and neither am I pregnant so it would be ridiculous of me to ask you to take responsibility " Diane explained to him slowly, making his eyes widen.
"I'm not even a virgin, I have had sex countless times with different men" Diane added, she watched as a ridiculous amount of blush creep up to Jeffery's face from his neck.
She wondered how his blush was this visible with his tanned complexion.
"Oh" Jeffery lowered his head and bir his lips, then he looked around the room that was looking like a tornado had swept through it.
He stood up from the bed and locked his clothes from the floor, he quickly dressed up and fled out of the room, like a rat that was being pursued by a cat.
Diane watched his fleeing back, a grin on her face.
Aren't I the one that is supposed to run away? Men this days are becoming so weird
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.
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...
Sophia Drake braced herself for the worst when she was forced to move across the country in the middle of her junior year. Desperate to escape her shattered home as soon as she turns eighteen, her plans are disrupted by the enigmatic and captivating Ashford twins. Sophia can't fathom the intense attraction she feels for the twins and tries to avoid them at every turn. As she's thrust into an unfamiliar world, her past demons resurface, making her question her true identity. Will Sophia flee from her past's secrets, or will she embrace her destiny and take control of her future?
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
"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."
My name is Katia, and I am just trying to survive until my fated mate arrives. Which may be easier said than done. Rejectection is the last straw. Whispering my acceptance of his rejection. I run through the pack house, out across the manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me and have had to suffer everything I have. She whispers," it's not your fault, Katia. We came to a cliff with a waterfall. The hurt keeps pounding at me. I need it to stop. My sweet girl, and I just want peace, I keep running and leap off the cliff. Spreading my arms wide, with tears streaming down my face, I fall, not making a sound, waiting for sweet oblivion where we feel nothing ever again. "I love you, my sweet girl! Until we meet again, "My wolf replied just before we hit the water, "I love you too, Katia. I have never regretted a moment with you." The Snow Moon pack is having their last barbecue of the summer next to the waterfall on their land. The adults are laughing and joking while watching the pups play. The alpha, beta, and gamma are swimming with some of the older children and playing a game of Marco Polo. Someone yells, "Oh my goddess, someone just jumped over the waterfall!" Everyone is frozen as they watch what looks to be a child falling arms spread wide, no one makes a sound. The small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain. The alpha, beta, and gamma, spring into action, swimming towards the area the person went under. The alpha is screaming his wolf is going crazy repeating, "Find her. Find her...find her!" They dive and the beta surfaces with a small person in his arms. Alpha takes the girl from his beta, laying her on the ground. The men are shocked by what they see. She is covered in scars and injuries. Her body is twisted and broken. The Beta asks, "Who could have done this to someone so defenseless?" Alpha drops to his knees, repeating, "MATE...MATE...MATE!"