She rubbed her forehead profusely, "You do, you could walk away and save yourself now and I will be fine and I will understand." He glanced at her and his gaze locked and there was a level of sincerity in them, "If I save myself, who's going to save you?" ***** Jasmin Whyte was a twenty-six-year-old thief who ran away from her boyfriend after she caught him cheating, an excuse to finally leave her old life behind and start over, but when she discovered that she was two weeks pregnant for her him, she began back to her old ways. It wasn't long before she fell into trouble which was how she ran into billionaire Cainan Inferno and her life took an unexpected turn. Cainan Inferno was a thirty-three-year-old Billionaire and the CEO of The Inferno group which was the largest company in the country. He once had it all with money and looks, but his life took a sour turn after he lost his wife Neriah Gomez to cancer. Meeting Jasmin Whyte sparked the feeling he thought was long dead and he knew the only one capable of helping him move on from his late wife was her. He tracked her down and made her an offer she couldn't refuse while ignoring all the threats her past posed to his name, reputation and social status. All he asks in return was for her to steal his heart. Will she be able to do the one thing he asks or will she lose her heart in the process?
"Get back here!" shouted one officer who was chasing Jasmin while she ran across the street to the other side, brushing past a few people walking on the street as well and then running ahead into the first building she came across.
Who knew stealing a diamond would be so difficult?
How she was being chased now, even when she had got in a few times, pretending to be a parent making inquiries about the daycare to be sure it was suitable for her daughter was still a shock to her. Oh yeah, she had a diamond worth so much in her hand.
She would have asked, but she doubted it would incline the owner to hand over her necklace no matter how nicely she asked.
Everything went as planned until she came out of the room and the cleaner saw her and raised the alarm. And she has been running ever since.
She dipped her hand into her pocket and pull out the blue diamond necklace and couldn't help the cheek torturing grin that took hold of her face.
What people said about the city was true.
The people were richer; the houses were bigger; and the jewellery was finer than the others, but their securities were tougher. Insert eye roll.
Her legs were hurting from running while they are being trapped in the tight black boot. But it was the one thing she had that matched with the black skinny jeans trouser and a white blouse she was wearing. She had to dress in a way that she wouldn't look like a thief at first sight.
She took the escalator, which had nine to ten people on it, and patiently she waited to get to the top of the stair. Usually, the escalator was faster, but for a weird reason being that she stole a diamond necklace; the escalator was slow, and she knew the officer chasing her would catch up to her in no time.
She finally reached the top of the stairs and she took to her heels, running off when she heard behind her.
"Hey, you, freeze!" Came the voice of one of the officer and he sounded close.
She saw red lights and prison bars staring at her, which would be where she would end up if she ended up in the hands of the officer and she couldn't have that. With her heart plummeting in her chest, she took the right turn through the hallway and then she took the left turn and she saw a woman seated at her desk across her hall.
When Jasmine ran into this floor, she thought it was empty, but seeing this woman told her the opposite. She knew there was no way she was going to sneak past without the woman taking notice of her and as she contemplated what to do the young lady got up that moment and walked to the door not far away and immediately Jasmin run into the first door to her left without even looking at the sign on the door.
She closed the door and leaned her back against it with her eyes closing. She sighed heavily when she heard the heavy foot tug on the ground fading off.
"What are you doing in my office and how did you get past my secretary?" Demanded a cold but confused deep voice and they seem to turn her on instead of terrifying her. If only imaginations could be real, then she would be on her k... Wait...
Her eyes flew open when she realised she wasn't imagining and they land on the man sitting across the room, wearing a black suit and tie and having a face so gorgeous her panties were already soaking wet.
Shit, Jasmin, you're barely out of the wood and you are already taking your clothes off?! She scolded herself.
"I asked you a question!" He reminded her.
He asked you a question Jasmin, the voice in her head echoes which doesn't help matter because she can't bring herself to remembering what the question was.
She stepped away from the door after slowly locking it further into the office and getting closer to where the strange but gorgeous man sat.
"I can't remember what you asked." She finally admitted, coldness running through her veins and she balls her hand into a first to control the nervous reaction of her body as he stared at her quietly.
"I asked what you're doing in my office and how you got past my secretary."
"She wasn't in her seat," she lied immediately.
He stared at her, and the emotions on his face were one Jasmin couldn't wrap her fingers around and at that moment a loud bang comes to the door, making her jump and her heart almost ran out of her mouth.
Sweat broke out on her skin as she turned to the door she had already locked and then back to the man in the room, wondering what he will do. "Mr Inferno," called out a feminine voice, and the knock came again.
Damn, this was probably this man's secretary whom she said wasn't in her seat when she walked past, but it wasn't a lie.
"Yes, Wura," responded the man who was yet to move from his seat.
"There is an officer here, hoping to come inside and have a word, however, your door is locked." She informed him and the man whose surname was Inferno paused and his gaze flew over to her and she just fidgeted with her finger and bit her lower lips nervously.
"I must have done that while praying earlier."
"Sir, the officer is looking for a lady, and he's wondering if you could help him find her," Wura informed with a calm and composed tone.
"Give me a minute," he called out and got up from his seat and headed for the door.
Jasmin knew he was going to rat her out to the officer, and she knew she would see the bars of prison and making new friends there in no time. Why on earth did she even run into this room again? She wondered to herself and almost slaps herself in the face. Mr Inferno over here didn't look like one who would lift a finger to help a stranger, much less a stranger who was a thief. He would probably throw her under the bus and feel better about himself afterwards.
Cainan contemplated the thought he first had the moment the knock came to the door which was; handing her over to the police waiting outside because he knew without a doubt she was the one they came for. But watching her struggle with both the look of fear and regret made him want to reconsider. He could see tribulations in her desperate eyes and he knew there was more to her story than he would ever know and as much as he wanted to judge her, he couldn't.
He stopped walking when he got up to where she stood and then stretched his hand out to her. For a moment Jasmin didn't know what he was doing and almost gave him her hand for a dance. He was tall probably around six feet one inch and had a thick build to go with it and if he could dance, that would take gorgeous Mr Inferno to a whole new and dangerously sexy level. But he wasn't asking her to dance with him because one, there was no music, two, he didn't know if she could dance, and three, he didn't know her. The only time strangers dance with each other was in movies.
She stopped herself from giving him her hand and pushed her blonde wig away from her face to stupidly mumbled an "Eh?" instead.
"Hand it to me," he commanded with a low but firm voice.
Her eyes narrowed, wondering how he knew she had stolen something. Did she look like a thief or did he just assumed she was? If yes, then she would be offended.
The knock came again and this time she had no choice but to hand him the diamond, so dipping her hand into her pocket, she pulled it out and gave it to Mr nice guy which was earlier said than done because she felt as though she had just pulled her heart out while it was still beating and gave it to him
He stared down at the piece of jewellery in his hand and his teeth clenched in annoyance. He then pointed to the closet door not too far from where she was and, seeing it, she hurried over and hid away. There was a small opening in the closet and she could peep through and see what was happening.
He heaved a deep breath, slide the diamond into his pocket before unlocking the door and opening it wide. "I'm sorry I wanted to meditate a little when you knocked." He said to Wura before turning his attention to the officer with the name tag Sule and nodding at him, "I'm sorry, what can I do for you, officer Sule?" He politely asked.
"We were chasing down a thief. She stole a diamond necklace worth over a hundred thousand from the owners and she ran into this building and we have checked the other room where she but she wasn't there."
"We were wondering if you saw a young woman with blonde hair come here? I told them no one did they insisted on talking to you." The other officer standing beside the door asked and Jasmin couldn't see his name tag because he wasn't fully in the office.
"Officer Sule, Mike," he seemed to know who they were, and Jasmin couldn't be surprised. "I didn't, but I heard footsteps running around my door earlier and when I open the door, I only saw this on the floor." He said and pulled out the diamond necklace from his pocket. "I think she must have dropped it or something." He handed it back to officer Sule.
Jasmin's heart clenched in her chest as she watches the officer take the necklace. The effort put into today just went down the toilet. She didn't steal the diamond because she loved it; she had no other choice. Maybe she should have gone for something lower than diamonds, but she needed the money a lot of it
She had made plans to sell the necklace and make money for herself and her baby. She didn't want to be ungrateful, but she believed there were other ways this could have gone that she would still have to keep the necklace. But she had put in too much time to go back empty and it sucked and this man in an expensive black suit would never understand.
"Thank you, Mr Inferno," Mike the other officer said with a cheerful smile on his face.
"This is all I can do, but I hope you catch the thief soon."
Sule nodded, "Yeah. Thank you, this alone would make Ms Francesca happy." The men shook hands before taking their leave and Wura closed the door.
After a while of them being gone, Jasmin pushed the closet door open and walked back into the office. She was silent for the first few moments that passed, staring at the man who didn't even bother to look at her as he focused more on the calendar on the wall.
"You know, when someone saves you from going to jail, you show gratitude by saying thank you." He pointed out, walking back to his desk.
"I didn't ask you to help," she mumbled under her breath, but he must have heard because his head twirled around swiftly, it almost startled her.
"You're welcome." He said, regardless of her attitude. "And a thief with your attitude will not get very far." He said before taking his seat.
She didn't like that he called her a thief even if it was what she was, but hearing him say that created a sad feeling in her. "I'm sorry and thank you for helping me." It wasn't a genuine apology or gratitude, but that was the best he was going to get after calling her a thief.
"There are other ways to earn money that don't involve you stealing and being chased by the cops every single day, you know."
"First off, I don't get chased by cops every day. This is the first time that's happening in my twenty-six years of being born, so why would I consider your advice?"
"Because as energetic as thievery is, it isn't a job?" He asked, rubbing over his jaw and Jasmin couldn't help noticing the Rolex on his wrist. It would cost nothing less than thirty grand. The diamond she lost was worth more than his man's Rolex, but it was a start.
She stepped towards him with determination. He looked rich and definitely capable of getting himself another one without raising an alarm. She strolled towards his desk, her hips swaying from side to side, and he remained silent and watched her intently with his adorable green eyes. She placed her hand on the desk and made small circles on the desk and watch as his gaze flicked between her finger and her face.
"If you would pay me, I would not mind stealing your heart away," she bit down on her finger slowly, her eyes closed as she seductively sucked on it. "I could take care of your business. I'm a fast learner if you teach me." Her eyes slowly part open and she saw him staring at her closely even though his body gave nothing away.
She slowly lowered herself into his legs and he didn't resist the advance she made. She brought her lips closer to his ear and whispered. "I can do more than steal. I'm quite good at pleasure, I have been told."
Her breath touching his neck sends shivers down his spine and his body awakens in a way it hasn't for a while and against his sound judgement, he moaned in response even though it was only her breath touching him.
Knowing she had him under control just like she wanted, she caressed his neck with her parted lips and the hot breath from her mouth descended and goosebumps broke out on the skin of his neck while she unbuckled his wristwatch and taking it off she slid it into her pocket. He hissed out in need and grabbed her hair and he pulled her off so he could look at her and for a moment she thought he had figured what she was trying to do, but he just stared into her eyes with his stormy ones, trying to search out things she didn't know.
"I can be more." She cooed, leaning back in to kiss his neck and her tongue darted out and licked him there.
He pulled her back, so that she looked at him again and he didn't look as lost as he did before. "If you're trying to seduce me, you're doing a very terrible job."
"Why? Because you're gay?" She asked with her brow raised.
"Because I know better than to fuck around with a thief." He answered, and she pulled away from him.
"No," she said, getting up from him and adjusting her clothes, "you want to fuck a thief, but you are just too boring for this one." She says before walking out of the door.
The image of him being happy and loving with my best friend felt like betrayal. It felt like he had launched a knife into my heart while I was struggling to breathe. How could he betray me this way? How could he betray me with my best friend? "You said you loved me." I cried out and brushed the tears running down my face away. He stared at me, and the coldness in his eyes mirrored the one his mother always had for me. "That was my greatest mistake." I felt cold. ..... Once Imela believed love was enough, but not anymore. Love was just another lie that the weak believed in to keep them from seeing the truth: that there was no place for people like them in this world.
He rose and moved towards me, my heart picking up its pace with every step he took. His hand stroked the side of my face, causing a tingle to rush through me and I shivered into his touch just like earlier. He leaned in and his breath fanned over my face, hot, weakening and mind-numbing. "You should be running, Zera." he said with a voice so raw it made me shudder against him. "The most sensible thing to do is run from someone like me." "I don't want to run." I stubborn stated, worn out with his long game. It wasn't helping anyone. He wanted me, I could see that, and I wanted him too. His nose rubbed against mine, and he moved his forehead against mine. "Oh darling, but you should. I won't be like those little boys you've been with. I won't stop when you want me to. I won't stop until I'm completely buried in your mind and soul. You will belong to me."
"Take off your clothes, I want to see the body I'd be living with for the rest of my life," he commands, moving to the other side of the room where the red armchair was. She hesitated, and that displeased him. He growled, clearly infuriated. “Do you need some kind of motivation? Because you will not get it. Take off your fucking clothes!” he thunders, making her jump and her legs shake. With shaky hands and a trembling body, she grabbed the hand of the silk gown again and dragged it down. Her eyes stayed glued to the floor, not having the audacity to look up at the alpha king across the room from her. “You’re not done yet!” *** Mia Asika had wanted only one thing for the longest time, enlightenment and the freedom to travel the world in search of it. Mia's dreams however ended the day Ariel, her beautiful and fair older sister who was betrothed to the alpha king, died the night before her marriage and she became the last resort. Hated at sight, the alpha king moved to make her union to him that of misery. Can Mia's will for survival withstand the alpha king's cold and unloving nature? Love and Chaos series Book #1 The Alpha King's Ugly Bride Book# 2 His Forbidden Mate Book #3 The Alpha King's Runaway Bride Book #4 Alpha Koz: The Abnormal Alpha
The room is awfully quiet except for Keenan's laboured breath and my heavily pounding heart. His hands are planted on his hips and his eyes fixated on the ceiling as if he's thinking about all the regretful things he's done in his life. Why does this it feel like the beginning of another disastrous road? "What's wrong?" I ask in panic, because I wonder if he's also recollecting the events that happened last night in part like I am and regretting it. "Apparently we did more than get drunk last night," He lift the paper certificate from the bar counter and shows it to me, "we got married."
*No one messes with fire and goes unburnt.* "Twenty four hours is my most generous offer to you." He says with no trace of pity in his tone. Her eyes widen, "But that's unfair." "Unfair is demolishing the house on you while you're still inside and believe me that's what I'm going to do if you don't get lost in twenty-four hours." She scoffs"You're unbelievable." "Being unbelievable is what has brought me here today." He agrees with a nod. "And being an idiot is what will take you to where you will be tomorrow, cause you might be a billionaire, but you sure are an idiotic one." Cainan Inferno is a self-made billionaire and since he worked for everything he has, he doesn't do well with insult from people, especially those that are not his class. So what happens when poor Neriah Gomez cross the line with Cainan and calls him an idiotic billionaire before his staff? Will he do to her like he has done to the rest or will the cold-hearted monster choose to let it go??
"You really think I'm playing around?" He grounds at me through gritted teeth and he takes a step closer and I begin to move back. "I gave you a strict instruction and you disobeyed, you chose to rebel." There is about one zillion comeback running through my head, but my brain only focuses on the man whose green eyes has somehow turn into black because he's mad at me. "Do you know what happens to rebellious people?" I keep moving back until my back hit the wall and I hiss out in frustration. I swallow hard and try not to look at him, pissing him off would be a good thing when we aren't the only ones in the whole house. "Do you?!" He demands with a roar. "No, I don't. Tell me." I say, hiding the trembling of my voice as I look up at him. He takes a firm step close to stand intimately close to me, his height making me feel like a little child. "They get punished." *** The arrangement was, I get to meet her, propose to her, we get married as that would create a stronger bond d the two business associates, bringing us together as a family. Falling in love with her personal assistant was never part of the arrangement.
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
I am the most talented doctor, the genius artist, the most famous jeweler designer, and I am going to be the richest one, making Conor, the king of a super powerful family, lose his crown… Conor was hunt down me for six years because I raped him. No, because he raped me. It didn't matter anyway. Since be selling by my father, I was gonna be Conor's fake wife. The noble people thought I would be a disgrace to their family since I was the mentally handicapped. What fuck! When I was going to be gotten rid of as rubbish, a baby boy showed up and called me mom. Conor gaped at baby boy since the baby boy just looked like child version of him. Conor sheathed in my body, moaning, “Don’t hide from me. Tell me everything, sweetheart.” I blinked, grinning, “Our baby girl also misses her daddy.” Conor, "…"
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
Renea was trying the wedding dress, when suddenly the man rushed in the dressing room and held her neck tightly... “Bitch! Are you still trying to pretend innocent!” Jasper said as he tightened his grip on her neck and choked her harder. Then he used his other hand and took out the phone from his suit pocket and played the video of two people having sex in front of Renea… However, what was even more shocking, was that the woman in the video was, Renea Morris, however, the man in the video was not Jasper. Renea struggled to take a phone away from Jasper’s hand and tried to explain, “Jasper, it was not what you think… I… I can…” Jasper looked at Renea with his eyes full of disgust, as he said, “Let’s call of the wedding. I can’t marry a woman like you.” After saying that Jasper walked out of the shop Renea chase after Jasper... But then she sees Jasper passionately kissing her sister Kailey. And she hears everything, that her sleeping with strange men was all a plan of the vipers of the last two days, and that their goal was to get out of this stupid marriage. Even her adopted parents were also involved in this matter... They all do this with her because of the inheritance left by her grandfather... Renea heart was filled with anger and she wanted to expose their true colors to the public... However before she could do anything, Kailey had pushed her in front of the car and she got killed... However, when Renea open her eyes, she found herself sitting in the car with Kailey... She realized that she was reborn and went at the time when everything started... Renea looked at the people who had hurt her in her previous life and her lips curled up in a cold smile... She was back... However, this time... she was back for revenge...
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"