In their first life, she was an immortal while he was a human but the world got destroyed by an evil force before they could be together. In their second life, he as the emperor was betrayed and they lost their lives before they could have a happy ending. In this life, he's a cold & drop dead gorgeous billionaire and she's one of the top fashion designers in the globe. This time, not even the sun or the wind can prevent them from having a happy ending!
Inside one of the most luxurious private rooms in the capital's best hotel sat an elegant yet aloof man.
Everything about him screamed opulence.
He was very handsome with deep blue eyes, a pointed nose, perfectly structured face and small lips. His shoulders curved from his sharp suit and his stubble beard was neatly trimmed on his face. He was the definition of 'perfectly handsome'.
His fingers danced non stop on the laptop's keyboard indicating the seriousness in his work.
Knock! Knock!
"What is it? "
A voice asked firmly. His voice was like ice-cold but clear.
"B-boss..."
The scared intruder stuttered. ' Boss can you be less scary!!'
He cried inwardly while wiping the cold sweat that started forming on his forehead.
" I don't have the whole day. "
The same frosty voice answered as his sharp and icy eyes glared at the poor assistant.
' Oh no, he is furious!'
The assistant shuddered and quickly answered, "b-boss he's here, should I let him in?"
The boss waved his hand signalling approval.
"Okay boss. "
The meek assistant left the private room complaining why the boss hated talking a lot but of course he complained in his heart because if a word reached the 'emporer' as many called him, he would be a dead meat.
He was already used to his less-talking boss. During the earlier days of his employment, he used to rack his brain trying to figure out what the boss who never repeated himself meant or wanted him to do.
After some time, the door of the same private room was knocked by the assistant as he announced the arrival of the guest.
"Boss, he's here."
The boss nodded and wore a mask before his assistant ushered in the guest.
A man in his mid 20s entered. He had a haughty demeanor and curiosity was pretty evident in his eyes.
"We meet again..."
He began speaking when he saw no sign of the seated man who always wore a mask whenever they met, begin the talking.
The last time they met which was the first time ever, he never said a word. Instead, it was the assistant who did all the negotiation. His presence had been to affirm his superiority and the gravity of the matter.
The assistant cut him short by offering him a seat.
"You know why you are here, " he continued with a chilly voice quite similar to his employer's.
" Take this, " he handed him a pen drive.
"You know what to do with it and I don't think I have to remind you the consequences if you fail to fulfil your end of burgen. The contract ends today, am looking forward to it, the results must be pleasing. " He finished with a firm and cold voice.
"I understand. " The man replied but he was still curious.
" But I'm still wondering, who are you and why are you doing this?" He asked his gaze shifting from the assistant to the masked man before settling there.
"That shouldn't be your concern in any way. You may take your leave. "
The assistant almost danced the latest dance moves he had been practicing from his favourite boy band when he saw the man slightly shudder due to his chilly command equally similar to his boss.
'Damn that was great!' He patted the back of his head inwardly still retaining the expressionless look on his face.
" You are getting better, " said the boss who never for once stopped tapping on the laptop's keyboard during the whole meeting, halting the assistant's reverie.
" B-boss...! huh?"
'Damn! Did I just get complemented by the great emperor?! '
The assistant was in deep thoughts, he wanted to say something but was not sure how to start or how to say it. He didn't want to evoke the wrath of the dragon emporer who was in a rare good mood. He didn't want to bring death upon himself with his own hands...
" Say it "
Again the familiar frosty voice interrupted his train of thoughts.
Sometimes he really wondered whether his boss was some kind of magician or mind-reader. He was able to easily read the minds of people and could in most cases tell what you were thinking.
" B-boss I..."
He stuttered as a thin layer of perspiration appeared on his forehead.
That's it! Just wait for it, you have personally dug your grave!
He wanted to stop himself but it was impossible since he had already started. He could only curse his mouth for blurting out what his mind had clearly warned him against.
"Boss I... I was thinking, I... by doing this, won't we have g-gone t-too far?"
He finished almost in a whisper.
The room turned chilly. He shivered wondering why it was suddenly very cold.
' Wait, oh no! Am dead, am finally dead. I probably should start writing my will...'
He was scared as the man's angry and fierce gaze pierced his whole body.
Unfortunately he had touched the topic regarded as a taboo to him. Not many people spoke of it and lived to tell the tales.
The boss was angry. The coldness he displayed dropped the room temperature to freezing point.
He slowly rose from his seat, went and stood next to the large French windows and in his deep and low voice he replied without any emotion.
" This is only the beginning. "
The assistant wished for the ground to swallow him so that he could disappear from the dragon emporer but luckily his prayers were answered when the phone on the black coffee table rang.
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Trigger warning!!! Intended for mature readers who enjoy morally complex, slow-burn, poseesive, forbidden, dark romance that pushes boundaries. ***EXCERPT*** Blood everywhere. Trembling hands. "No!" My eyes blurred. His lifeless eyes stared back at me, his blood pooling at my feet. The man I loved-dead. Killed by the one person I could never escape - my stepbrother. *** Kasmine's life was never hers to begin with. Kester, her stepbrother, controlled and monitored her every move. At first, it was all sweet and brotherly until it began to turn into an obsession. Kester was the Alpha, and his word was law. No close friends. No boyfriends. No freedom. The only consolation Kasmine had was her twenty-first birthday, which was supposed to change everything. She dreamt of finding her mate, escaping the sickening control of Kester, and finally claiming her own life. But fate had other plans for her. On the night of her birthday, not only was she disappointed that she wasn't mated to the love of her life, but she found out that her mate was none other than him - Her tormentor. Her stepbrother. She'd rather die than be mated to a man whom she had known as her big brother all her life. A man who would do just anything to make sure she was his. But when love turns to obsession, and obsession turns to blood, how far can one girl run before she realizes there is nowhere else to run to?
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
Becky endured three years of marriage to the cold-hearted Rory. In all that time, she naively reasoned that one day, he'd gradually come to like her. But the second he forced her to kneel down and humiliate herself, she knew she had been wrong about him. This man had no feelings for her at all. So why should she still love him? When Rory gave her the choice between kneeling down and divorcing, she didn't miss a beat and chose the latter. After all, why should she waste her youth on this scumbag? Wouldn't it be nicer for her to just have fun every day with her billion-dollar family fortune?
She was the notorious Alana Wilson, a shameful daughter of the Wilson family. Her reputation went downhill after she broke her engagement with her fiance, Albert Harris. They pointed finger at her, calling her a cheater. However, in truth, who was the cheater here? Alana would do anything she could to have her engagement with Albert broken, even if it meant sacrificing her own reputation. Ten years of abuse she endured in her last life was enough. She made sure that in this life, she would never marry that cheating bastard again. As her previous crush, as well as her brother's best friend, Lorenzo Miller is now back to the country, what would happen to her already messed up life? Especially when her ex-fiance also didn't want to leave her alone. Sequel is out now! Rebirth of the Billionaire's Vengeful Actress Wife