Jenifer Martin, a girl from California. A girl with a beautiful and the kindest heart. She has a superb business degree. But alas, sometimes bad things happen to good people. Her boyfriend of three years cheated on her with her only best friend since childhood. Damian Wilson, CEO of Wilson Clothing. He is handsome, he is super intelligent for the business world. Lives in New York City. He believes in love, but haven't found yet. He has one night stands just for his distraction though. A girl from California and guy from New York. How these two will meet? Maybe she will work for him or maybe not? Stay tuned to find out more about these two souls!
"Come on now stop crying!! You have done enough of it for past two weeks."
My older brother Samuel said as he entered my much messy room.
"What do you want me to do huh? Throw a big ass party about how my boyfriend of three years cheated on me with none other than my best friend!!" I sobbed harder as I rubbed handful of tissues to my nose.
"Jen!! No!! I know how you are feeling right now. But you need to get up for yourself. You are such a strong girl. I want you to get a job, work hard and enjoy your life. Don't waste your precious time on those two useless people." He caressed my hair.
"You know what? You're correct. I should get a good job. I have studied for that. Now no one can stop me from working, unlike earlier my crazy ex boyfriend used to." I said angrily.
"That's the spirit. Here's your laptop. Come on, search it up." He handed me my MacBook. My laptop has pink cover with flowers on it. It looks pretty.
"How did I get so lucky to have you as my brother?" I looked at him teary eyed.
"To be honest, you are lucky. Mom dad literally picked you from the garbage
He tried to muffle laugh but failed.
Samuel!!! I yelled at him.
"How about this one?" | pointed at one advertisement on laptop "Read it loud." Sam said sitting on opposite side of bed munching caramel popcorn.
"Can't you stop eating for like two minutes and come see for yourself?" Ilooked at him annoyed by his munching.
"I'm eating through my mouth. I can hear through my ears.
Read it loud, lady!"
"Fine, a young confident, with business degree, good soft skills, good physique. Job: Personal assistant to the CEO.
WILSON CLOTHING. If interested report to head quarters on Monday 9:00 AM with your resume.
"Sister don't you think it's too late for this job?"
"Why? The interview is tomorrow morning. Right now it's Sunday afternoon. What's big deal?"
"Wilson Clothing head quarters is in New York." He said calmly.
"What?! Are you serious?" |looked at him terrified.
"Yes Jen. It's such a huge company for god's sake. Haven't you heard about it earlier?"
"There's no time for this. I need to book flight for New York right now ." I searched the earliest flight to my destination.
"YE!! Flight leaves in 4 hours. Oh my god!! I need to park!!! I frantically run to my closet
What do I need? What do I need?
Something formal!!!
I throw various outfits from my closet. Why do I have such trash outfits? I need formal clothes. After rummaging through several outfits I found one which suited best for the tomorrow's interview.
"Heyy!! Can you just go through my resume once?" I ask my brother as I pack some necessary make up items.
"Jen you can get good job here in California too. Why go to New York?" He came to me.
"Sam, working in New York has been my dream since childhood. And you know that. Please? It will be a great opportunity for me to learn." I placed my hand on his arm.
"But then you will move to New York. I will have to live here alone."
"Sam!! I will come here to meet you. You can come there to meet me. We will be fine." I assured him.
After our parents death it was just the two of us supporting each other.
"Then who will...." I stopped him.
"Samuel Landon Martin. You check my resume this instance. Don't forget I have flight to catch." I said in my stern voice.
"Alright young lady."
"Good luck! Do your best." My brother hugged me at the airport.
"Yes, thanks a lot Sam. For you know everything." I smiled.
"Shut up and go." He ruffled my hair.
After all the process, I was now seated in my flight to New York. I was nervous would be an understatement. I would reach there by mid night. I have already book the hotel. And tomorrow morning my interview will take place.
The flight attendant gave all the necessary instructions. The flight took off.
New York here I come...
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"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." Darcy stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You're not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She stared at me in the mirror. "You can't even glance at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of gazing at that scar?" Heather Bailey got a surprise from her husband: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. She was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman. After signing the divorce papers, shockwaves caught her up. Her flower shop was burned to the ground. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers from influential families, she started her revenge on Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted, but that was just the beginning.
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
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!