She belongs to him and he would go every extra mile to make it remain so. Bella's imagination might have landed her in trouble with Jay. A man full of authority, one of the top richest men in the state. No one questioned him. A little mistake landed her as a slave to his will, and soon his possession. A journey full of all the naughtiest deeds, remodeling and reshaping her very being to fit into his world. If willing into his forever. He is the a mafia lord but would the softness of a woman like Bella melt his own rugged hardness.
It was all new to Bella. A new school, a new state and a new dad. It might have as well as been a new her but then, it has always been just her, nerdy Bella whose world was wrapped up around her imagination. It must have been creepy how vivid her imagination might have been and the things she does but then, Bella would always be Bella.
As she walked towards the gates of the school which would mean her last days in highschool, she could feel her shy gait creep in so she pushed off her mind everything and imagined herself as a queen walking proudly towards the gates of her bedroom which had within it the most beautiful man as her king, little did she know she laid in wait for her cause she had happened to bump into someone; waking from her half daydream, she was shocked as two broad cold shoulders greeted her, Bella was barely 5'2 but standing in front of her was a huge 6'2 frame and by all ramifications endowed. When he turned to face her, Bella could feel herself wet in the pants, damn!!!
The man was simply beautiful and hot. She nearly slipped back to her day dreaming when his thunderous voice brought her back to normality.
He had this serious angry glint in his wicked eyes 'Eyes I hope would be filled with naughty imaginations of what to do with me, snap out of it Bella. He's obviously pissed' she found herself thinking. Bella muttered a sorry excuse for her mistake but the man was definitely not buying it and then he simply took off his suit jacket which was stained with her red lipstick. Red lipstick on a white suit!!! No wonder her mind was not at peace when she chose that color but then she giggled which clearly infuriated him the more.
"Think it's funny huh, very well then..." he bent closer, pulled her name tag and said, "I'll be keeping this, miss. Get this jacket cleaned and organized by the morning and get it to me. Here's my card."
She was getting ready to blast him but then he turned and said, " Don't even think of running away, cause I would find you, I'll be hanging on to this," he waved her tag and with a short smile turned and left.
Gosh, she would kill for that smile but then reality dawned on her, she stared at the card, it had his name and address. Including his phone number but then again, how could she get in trouble on her first day at school, worse still, this suit was not any ordinary one. This was one obviously expensive, Bella broke down crying silently but then got up, picked up the suit and card and headed home.
The name on the card read, 'JAY MARTIN ' definitely not someone she wanted to find out what he'll do to her, not with all the power he yielded except something of the naughty sort.
"Oh snap out of it Bella !!!" she told herself.
Claire Willows is a dyslexic girl born to genius parents which happens to be her greatest flaw yet. After being rejected by her remarried mother, Claire goes to stay with her father and his new family where she finds a job at one of the many restaurants belonging to her celebrity crush, Tristan Jenkins a chef. Tristan apparently comes to Norman to lie low for a while as he heals from his surgery which is when he discovers his attraction to Claire. Despite telling himself that he would have nothing to do with her, a relationship blooms between the two. Upon finding out she is dyslexic he tries to help her admist intrusion from her childhood long forgotten friend, Jake Blake. Jake's presence forms what would be seen as a love triangle causing a lot of heated issues. Would their love stand the test of time or would they go their separate ways?
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
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?
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”