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"Wow, that's more like because he hates you, disrespects you and just wants to use you to build his own career. Oh my goodness, you really crack me up Sophie. You know what, it's quite very easy to fool others, but please don't lie to yourself, okay? Otherwise, why would he sleep with me for the WHOLE NIGHT?" "My goodness, trust me your Fiancé is still as great as I remember, damn, I can't forget the way he kept stroking me hard on that doggy, and how he licked all the good juices I poured out, and also how he squeezed my boobs so tight while screaming my name. Whoof, last night was so memorable." She got so irritated and was about to raise her hands on me, but I caught it in the air before it could land on my face and threw it away really hard which made her hit her hands on the wall. I pulled out some bundles of cash from my wallet and threw them on her face. "Your fiancé serviced me very well last night, here is compensation for his HARD work. Do well to give that to him, or probably you could eat the fruit of his labor. Do have a nice day ahead"
Adina's POV
One could begin with the amazing cool breeze that feels the air. One could even begin with a busy arena of the airport as people from all walks of life walked briskly to meet up with their flights.
Or one could decide to begin with the different voices of PSA's which echoed loudly in the airport, one could clearly hear the French accent as they spoke. I walked with my mini luggage heading to board a taxi to my suite.
Hey there, I'm Adina, a senior hotel staff at the M'hotels back in America. I just arrived here in France because I was commissioned by my company to come here alone to invite a senior professional hotel manager, Ace.
I'm having a meeting with him at a restaurant tomorrow, so I have to arrive at my suite quickly in order to get some rest. Ace wasn't a dangerous man, but he's not a saint either, so I have to be really careful around him.
"Taxi?" I called out, pointing to a Taxi driver eagerly looking for a passenger. I arrived at my suite at about 8 pm, freshened up and went to bed. Tomorrow is going to be a long day.
****** next day ******
I got up really early, ordered some coffee, and decided to take a little stroll around France. I know you may be wondering why I wasn't prepared for my meeting with Ace, hold up, I can explain.
He had actually called this morning saying he has rescheduled our meeting for the evening today. I was so happy about that because at least I got a chance to explore France for a little while.
After a little morning stroll, I came back to my suite to get dressed for my dinner date with Ace, if that's what it is. Soon enough, it was 3 pm and I had to start preparing because, duh, I'm a lady and ladies take their time when dressing up. If you'd agree with me, signify in the comments.
So back to my dress up. I took out my very pretty dinner gown I had brought with me. Thank goodness I came prepared, I did my makeup, wore some cologne and my hills and soon I was done.
He was supposed to meet me up at my suite because there was a restaurant beneath which served as a great meeting spot. So I had to book one of the suites in it so it would be easy for me. When I was done I went down because apparently, I had to wait for some minutes before he showed up, how disrespectful.
"Sorry I'm late, I was a bit busy with some stuff."
"It's okay, can we go straight to business?"
"How forward? Won't you at least order something? Like a drink or anything?"
"Nah, I'm fine."
"Nope, I insist."
He stood firm by his words and called on a waiter to bring us a bottle of wine. Right after we were served, we went right into business. While we spoke I noticed he threw flirty words at me, but I just pretended not to hear them.
Not sure I mentioned this earlier, but the reason I was commissioned to invite Ace, was because it was the only way I could compete for the post of a hotel manager, and since he was a professional I had to travel all the way to come get him.
I just ignored whenever he threw advances at me and continued the conversation, just then my eyes caught two familiar beings. It was Tyson and Sophie.
They were both seated a few miles away from me and Ace's table. I got irritated by their presence in an instant. Tyson was my ex-husband and Sophie, whom he was having dinner with, was his first love. Sophie is a well-known beautiful model and the root of my divorce with Tyson.
With mixed feelings, I rolled my eyes at him, which made him chuckle. The look on Sophie's face exhibited jealousy, she gave Tyson a possessive kiss and shot a provocative glare at me. She really thought I gave a fu^k about her relationship with Tyson.
I let out a sneer and secretly gave her my middle finger and shifted my sight away from them. I turned back at Ace to continue my conversation while sipping my glass of wine.
I suddenly started feeling funny and excused myself and headed to the washroom to calm down. Just then Ace showed up in the female bathroom with a smirk on his face. It was then it dawned on me that he must have added anaphrodisiac into my glass of wine as my body was already on fire.
"Hey beautiful"
" You son of a bit^h," I said, raising my hands in order to give a resounding slap, but he held my hands before I could.
"Hey, watch it."
"You added something into my glass didn't you? Huh? " I screamed with the last strength I could muster in me.
"Come on Adina, don't be so stubborn. Allow me to ease the tension eating you up down there, hmm?"
He was moving closer with every word he uttered until I was pinned to the wall. I tried breaking free, but my strength failed me. Suddenly a muscular figure barged into the scene and it was my husband Tyson.
"Who the hell are you?" Ace asked.
"Leave the lady alone," Tyson said sternly.
"Stay out of this dude, it's none of your business."
"I'm afraid my fist doesn't agree with that man."
"I said get out!..." Ace said, approaching Tyson, but he ended up getting the beating of his life which sent him running.
I just stood there watching the drama they both played with a confused expression. What I was going through right now was far worse than watching these two fights. I was about to fall to the ground as I had lost my balance, but Tyson caught me right on time.
We stayed in that position staring into each other's eyes intensely, my body was on fire already and all I just wanted at that time was to pull him into a kiss as those beautiful hazel eyes shot stares at me.
"Come on Tyson, don't just stand here staring. You should know how I'm probably feeling right now if you were truly my husband. Do something about this, please" I cried inwardly.
I'm so damn wet right now, oh my god, how do I handle this?
Ximena's life took a U-turn after her parents death during a rogue attack led by her evil unlce when she was seven. She fled at that tender age and found refuge in the Dark moon park. Carmine's life moved from horrible to being a Lycan king feared and respeced by other packs, but this power came with its consequences. What happens as this two crossed paths in the worse way possible.
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
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.
Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!
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."
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."