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Lena's ex-boss, Rafael, is not just smokin' hot and older, but he exudes a raw sensuality that is impossible to resist. When he asks her to be his fake wife to please his dying grandmother, Lena knows she's in trouble. Despite her better judgment, she can't help but be drawn to him. His chiseled abs and killer smile make him number one on her list, even though he's also number one on her enemies list. As they attend the family wedding, Lena can barely contain her desire for Rafael. Pretending to be in love with him is both painful and exhilarating, and she can't resist the temptation to give in to her passion. Their night together is electric, and they end up breathless and tangled in a pile of clothes. In the past, Lena would have just walked away from the situation and forgotten about Rafael woodsy cologne. But the two little blue lines on the pregnancy test change everything. Lena and Rafael must now confront the consequences of their passion, and decide if they can build a future together. Lena believed she had finally found her happily ever after with Rafael. Their love had blossomed and filled her life with joy and contentment. She thought her past was behind her, a distant memory buried deep within the recesses of her heart. But fate had a way of stirring up the calmest of sea as her Ex-boyfriend comes back to claim her as his even if it means to use cruel & Vicious ways
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I don't know how the hell I let you talk me into this," I said into my cell phone to my best friend, Callie.
"You didn't exactly need much persuasion when you heard that one week's work would bag you a hundred thou‐ sand dollars," Callie reminded me. "And it's barely evenwork."
"I know, but when I agreed to it, it was just an idea. Now it's real and I actually have to go through with it," I said.
"Ok, Lena, breathe," Callie said. "Remember what I said?
All the guy wants is a pretend fiancé in public so his family stay off his back and his old grandmother thinks he's found the one and can die happy.
That's it.
He's not the sort of person who needs to pay for sex. Honest, he's smoking hot, just your type. You're basically going to have a nice week in a nice hotel with good food and decent people. And you get paid for it."
"You're starting to sound like you regret offering me the job," I said with a soft laugh.
"Girl I would take your hand off for this one, but you would never handle the other client. He's ... messier shall we say," Callie said. "Now I have to go. Remember, you're just playing a part like an actress."
Callie ended the call before I could say anything else. I knew she was right, but I was still so nervous. I blamed the wine we drank the other night, three bottles of the stuff between the two of us, for me saying yes to this.
I was always the straight-laced girl that played by the rules. I wasn't the sort of girl who dated for money.
But Callie made being an escort sound pretty glamorous and if this deal was half as sweet as she had led me to believe it would be then I was all good. For years I had craved being able to drop the miss perfect persona and just be me. Maybe this was my chance to make it happen. I checked my watch. Five minutes until we were due to meet. This moment was my last chance to back out of this if that's what I was going to do. But I wasn't going anywhere, and I knew it. One week, one hundred thousand dollars, no strings, and no sex stuff? I would have to be mad not to do it.
And there was no law to say I had to use the word escort, right?
"Miss Rogers?" a deep male voice said from behind me.
I took a deep, calming breath and turned around and forced myself to smile despite my disappointment. The man behind me must have been almost sixty and although he looked clean and well groomed, he was nothing like my type at all.
And then I could see why this guy was paying for company. Not, as Callie told me because he wanted no strings and no mess, but because this guy would struggle to find a twenty-five-year fiancé that he wasn't paying. I felt as though I could already hear the judgement in his family's voices when I was introduced to them. He might as well just say this is Lena, my gold digger.
"That's me," I said, hoping I sounded happier than I felt.
"Please come with me," he said, returning my smile. "Your plane is almost ready for take-off. We just need to get your luggage loaded and you seated."
I followed him, pulling my suitcase behind me. He slowed down slightly and took my suitcase from me and then he fell into step beside me. I forced myself to keep looking straight ahead, not wanting him to catch me giving him the side eye and coming up disappointed.
"Alfred?" a shrill female voice called from behind us. He stopped walking.
"Sorry, please excuse me," he said.
Unsure what to do, I stopped and waited for him.
"When you have finished helping Miss Rogers, could you please go up to the second-floor lounge and take Mr Andrews' daughter to runway three," the woman asked. "Sure," he said and then we were walking again, and I felt a flicker of relief inside of me.
"You work for the airport?" I asked.
"Of course," Alfred smiled. "Why else would I be escorting you to your plane?"
Why else indeed I thought. I wasn't about to admit I had no idea what the man I was meeting looked like and I had momentarily thought it was him. I thought quickly.
"I thought a member of the crew would come for me," I lied.
"Oh no, they will be doing all of their safety checks at this point," Alfred said.
We reached a door which Alfred pulled open and gestured for me to step through. I thanked him and I found myself outside. The client's private plane sat gleaming merely meters away.
"You can board whenever you are ready Ms Rogers. I'll put your luggage in the hold. Would you prefer to keep your purse?" he asked.
"Yes, thank you," I said.
I walked to the plane on slightly unsteady legs. I told myself to calm down. There was still every chance Callie hadn't lied to me and this guy was hot. And if she had lied, I was just going to think of the money and smile and get on with it, just like I had when I had thought I was about to be seen as the latest gold digger in someone's family. I climbed the steps to the plane and a flight attendant dressed in a crisp looking navy skirt and blazer over a white blouse smiled widely at me.
"Hi," I said.
"Good morning," she replied. "Welcome aboard. Mr Summers is waiting for you on the right. Enjoy your flight."
I kept my smile frozen in place, but I felt anything but happy. But no. I knew I was being paranoid. It couldn't be him ... could it? But it was. As I stepped into the aisle, he stood up, his dark brown eyes blazing as he looked at me in undisguised anger.
"What the fuck are you doing here Lena?" he demanded.
"Ellie.." he cautioned when delicately pressed his hard bludge over the pants making him reviled under his relax. Mason folded his hand over my neck pulling my face nearer to his. "I know what are you attempting to do, bella" he Murmured. A hot sneer playing on his attractive face when I groaned feeling his another hand sliding down between my legs rubbing me roughy. "Moreover, in the event that you don't remove it. I'll twist you over the table and spank that adorable ass of yours before everybody. Do you understand?" I peered down with flushed face and gradually gestured my head. "Great" One friday night, Ellie Rose - A stunning lovely, dazzling, guiltless and fruitful legal counselor wind up experiencing with an attractive well, Incredibly Attractive, Exquisite and Hottest man alive. Little does she knew, he's one of the most impressive and exceptionally fruitful Money manager of italy. To Ellie, it was only casual sexual encounter however to him, it was another element and he wasn't intending to let her go with such ease. Things began to get a lot of warmed between them as their consistently end up being wild and loaded with interests. However, what dark secrets is Mason Williams hiding ???
Lorene finds herself at a high society party, surrounded by opulence and superficiality. Among the crowd, she notices a man who stands out, not because of his height or size, but due to his undeniable strength and power. Intrigued by his presence, Lorene wonders why someone like him would be in such a refined setting. His eyes, when they occasionally stray from her, reveal a wildness, as if he longs to break free from the constraints of the environment. Despite his unconventional nature, Lorene becomes the object of his unwavering gaze. The man's intense stare has a captivating effect on Lorene, making her feel alive and aware, akin to how prey animals sense the presence of a predator. While Lorene is accustomed to receiving attention from admirers and suitors, this man's infatuation with her feels different. His eyes do not plead for her affection but instead assert a possessive ownership, peeling away her layers with their penetrating gaze. Challenged by his possessive demeanor, Lorene meets his gaze head-on, engaging in a silent battle of wills. For a fleeting moment, the rest of the world fades away, leaving only the two of them in the room. Determined not to be the first one to look away, Lorene fights against the allure of his intense stare. However, she eventually blinks and averts her gaze, conceding temporary defeat. With a swish of her skirts, Lorene retreats from the scene, trying to regain her composure. Adam, captivated by Lorene's presence, watches her depart with a deep appreciation for her allure. Her departure, fueled by heated passion, only solidifies the profound impact she has made on him. Lady Lorene Ellsworth embodies everything he desires, but he knows that his chances of ever being with her are slim. The societal divide between the wealthy and the commoner poses a significant obstacle to his pursuit of her. Adam, struggling with his own desires, adjusts his discomforting erection, a physical manifestation of his longing to be intimately connected with a woman who would never give him the time of day. He acknowledges the reality that Lorene's social status and societal expectations will prevent any possibility of a relationship between them. Despite this, his desire for her remains unwavering Ultimately, the perspectives of Lorene and Adam reveal a mutual fascination and attraction between two individuals from different worlds. Lorene, drawn to the mysterious power exuded by Adam, battles against the effect he has on her senses. Meanwhile, Adam acknowledges the insurmountable obstacles that stand in their way but remains captivated by Lorene's allure. Their desires intertwine in a narrative filled with longing, societal constraints, and unfulfilled fantasies.
"I, Erika Blackwood, stand before you, Alexander Robertson, with a heavy heart. I hereby reject you as my mate. The bond we once shared has grown fragile, and my soul yearns for a different path. May you find solace in the love of another, and may we both find the happiness we seek." Alexander didn't say a word and looked at me. But he refused to accept. *********** Erika Blackwood is the next Alpha in line of the Ironclaw Pack. She hides her identity and gets mated to the Alpha of the Moonforest Pack, Alexander Robertson. Three years passed, but Alexander is still unwilling to let go of his childhood sweetheart. Erika is mistreated and eventually framed by the same childhood sweetheart. Now she leaves with that humiliation, and goes back to her pack, swearing vengeance on those who hurt her. They all waited for her to return and beg, but what happens when they realize that the famous Ironclaw Pack that was going to help in the rogue war, was ruled by a woman named, Erika Blackwood. Now her Ex mates want her back. Other Alphas want this woman.. But will she accept any of them? Or will she stay independent forever?...
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?
Bailey seems to be never destined to fit in, a little geeky, but under it all, a hidden beauty that so many seem to miss, but still not what her pack Alpha is looking for in a fated mate... so he is determined to reject her and make her life hell. Bailey, knowing her life will likely never be the same focuses on what she can control, her future, and heads off to study; becoming a teacher. Asher is the Beta of Autumn Valley Pack, a neighbouring pack. A broken man having suffered the loss of his mate after a rogue attack, Asher is slowly crumbling. Falling to pieces. A shadow of his former self, and not a man that anyone wants to be around anymore... Until, Autumn Valley Pack require a new teacher, and Bailey finds herself there and pushed together with the Beta. Is there a connection building or is that in their imaginations? And what will happen when Bailey's mate comes back to claim what is his?
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
PERMISSION IS TAKEN FRIM THE ORIGINAL, BE WARNED!! Do you believe in Myths? Just when she thinks it can't get any worse, it does. Lucy lost everything four years ago in a rogue attack. She's been abused, starved, rejected, and broken. As her eighteenth birthday approaches, strange things start to happen, things that only happen once every century. She finds friendship in the most unlikely place and escapes to find her true self with the help of the most dangerous Alpha. Warning: This werewolf trilogy is not intended for anyone under the age of 18 or anyone who doesn't enjoy a good spanking. It will take you on adventures around the world, make you laugh, fall in love, crush your heart and possibly leave you drooling.
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."