/0/37820/coverbig.jpg?v=c329f5efc515ac526fcad03f55a77b0d)
Isabella is a beautiful young lady who got her heart broken by her ex-boyfriend. She decides to move on with her life but she encountered an arrogant Billionaire, Trevor. Trevor wasn't quick to admit his feelings due to his past but when he realized he was about to lose Isabella to her ex, he was forced to admit his feelings in every possible way to win her back. Will Bella fall in love with Trevor after his rudeness and hatred for her? Let's find out.
Bella POV
I looked outside the window to realize the sky has darkened and the storm is here. Thick clouds blotch out the sunset and the smell of rain hung in the air. I looked at the clock for the hundredth time, if I am not mistaken in the last twenty minutes.
I made sure everything around my apartment is spotless and without blemish. I couldn't contain the excitement I felt yet I was nervous and felt unsure deep down. I walked over to the oven to peek at the chicken, making sure they are browning properly, I smiled to myself, this is exactly how Simon likes it, crispy and brownish and I made it a norm each time dinner is at my place, to roast a full chicken and cheese ravioli with mushrooms and marinara to his taste, it makes him happy which in turn, it makes me happy.
This past two months, we've drifted apart, well majorly from his end because I did most of the calling and texting and he made excuses each time I requested a hangout. During the first few days, I wasn't bothered about it. I felt he was busy with work, his family company got a ten billion dollar contract which is a big one for them but we grew distant after that, from days to weeks to months.
I had my friend Cally over at my place to pour out my frustration from the lack of care I was getting from the love of my life.
Cally listened to me, cried with me, hugged me and we bathed together and went to bed. This became a routine for us since Cally stayed for two weeks, and her presence helped me a lot. I knew I could always count on her.
I met Simon three years ago during our college days, I was in my first year in my fashion design degree program at the California Institute of Art. And he was in his final year.
We first met at the parking lot when he almost knocked me down because I couldn't hear the horn, I had my ear pod on, when I felt something hit me slightly, I swiftly turned to a new Porshe 718 Cayman GT4 RS car and I was struck by it. I just stood there admiring the ride and making a mental image of myself in it, it felt like heaven. Oh! That reminds me, I love sports cars a lot.
And then I heard the horn, it was so loud since I was close to the car blaring the sound, that was when I looked into the car, and then I saw him. Immediately he came out of the car and walked up to me.
He was wearing a green button-down shirt with jeans and white canvas, and then I noticed his black shining hair in the sunlight, he looked so good. "Do you have an ear problem?" he asked politely, and all I could do was stare then he waved at me and said "Hello" and then I blinked and murmured "sorry".
He smiled "I could have killed you, you know." I brought out my ear pod and showed it to him
"I'm so sorry about that, I didn't hear you and I don't want to get killed either", I smiled back at him. "Next time, don't have it so loud, huh?" he smiled again and walked back to his car.
"Yeah right, thanks."
I walked to class and throughout that day, thoughts of him kept popping up and I wished we'd come across each other again. Well, heaven wasn't on my side cause that didn't happen.
Skip to 4 months, Cally and I were having lunch at a café shop close to the college we were attending, when he walked in, I looked up immediately, and our eyes met, it took a few seconds for recognition to flare in his eyes, and that was when a broad smile took over his.
I didn't expect him to remember me and what he did next surprised me, he walked up to me still smiling broadly, and with that, I blushed and I felt a tap from Cally.
"What is it, girl? You're blushing" Cally states.
I looked at her and shifted my head towards his direction as a sign for her to see who was approaching us, she coded immediately and I assumed she already knew who he was because I told her about the strange guy who has enveloped my head with the thoughts of him. I hoped my description of him fits who she is looking at. I felt I got attracted to him because of how polite he was, not like he didn't look so good but that's an added advantage.
"Hi, you remember me right?" He asked, giving me that beautiful smile that hasn't left my head since I first met him.
"Yes", I said. He extended his hand for a handshake which I took. His hands were so soft and welcoming. And my hand felt small and perfect in his which I made a mental note of.
"Simon, Simon Peters," he said still smiling.
"I'm Isabella Dickson, you can call me Bella," I said grinning from ear to ear.
"Huh. Alright. Bella, I'll see you at home" and that was when I remembered that Cally was sitting beside me.
"Oh! Yea, sure" and then I murmured "sorry", she nodded and quickly started packing her stuff
"Simon, this is Cally, Cally this is Simon."
"Nice to meet you, Cally."
"Likewise" Cally said politely "Later guys" and she left.
Simon came over to where Cally had just left and sat down "so, what more can I know about you?"
"Well, that depends on what you want to know"
"Hmm" placing his hands on his jaw as if things were getting interesting "what about everything?"
I looked at him and smiled "That depends."
"What could that be?" he replied smirking which felt odd.
"It depends on how much time you've got."
"That's good, I've got the whole day."
Smiling and shaking my head "That's too bad, I have class in the next, let's say" looking at my watch and up "in the next ten minutes."
"Ouch! When I thought we had the whole day."
Anabel found out she was pregnant and dialed her husband's number to share the good news to him. They have been married for two years without a child. Desmond's mother had been accusing her of being barren and unproductive. When the call was picked, she was flabbergasted and broken. She was hearing a loud moan of feminine voice. "Ohh! Yeah! Don't stop fucking me! Fuck me harder baby!" accompanied with sound of skins slapping against the other. She went home to confront her husband and end up receiving a divorce paper. Desmond divorced him for a lady his mother was rooting. Few months later when he found out that his ex-wife is a billionaire heiress and she is pregnant with twins, he went crazy!
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?
Life was a bed of roses for Debra, the daughter of Alpha. That was until she had a one-night stand with Caleb. She was sure he was her mate as determined by Moon Goddess. But this hateful man refused to accept her. Weeks passed before Debra discovered that she was pregnant. Her pregnancy brought shame to her and everyone she loved. Not only was she driven out, but her father was also hunted down by usurpers. Fortunately, she survived with the help of the mysterious Thorn Edge Pack. Five years passed and Debra didn't hear anything from Caleb. One day, their paths crossed again. They were both on the same mission—carrying out secret investigations in the dangerous Roz Town for the safety and posterity of their respective packs. Caleb was still cold toward her. But as time went on, he fell head over heels in love with her. He tried to make up for abandoning her, but Debra wasn't having any of it. She was hell-bent on hiding her daughter from him and also making a clean break. What did the future hold for the two as they journeyed in Roz Town? What kind of secrets would they find? Would Caleb win Debra's heart and get to know his lovely daughter? Find out!
"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?"
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.
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."