Alice Spicer, a down-to-earth woman with a mountain of debt, finds herself entangled in a contract marriage with her formidable boss, Williams Nicholas. Their unconventional journey began with a one-night stand, a reckless moment of passion that led to an unexpected arrangement. Williams, a wealthy and stern ex-military officer, has his reasons for this peculiar contract. Alice, burdened by loan sharks and desperate to escape their clutches, agrees to his proposal. As they go through the complexities of their fake union, their simmering chemistry can no longer be denied. But who will be the first to admit their growing love? Watch as their love for one another grows amid secrets, difficulties, and unexpected twists in this captivating story of two souls bound together by circumstance.
"Spread wider." His sultry whisper had sent a delicious shiver coursing through my entire being.
"Good," he'd commended as I yielded to his demand.
His raspy voice, coupled with the warm breath teasing my ear, had held me captive, igniting another wave of quivers.
I'd surrendered to a moan as he plunged into me, our bodies soon entangled in a rhythmic dance of desire.
His deep kisses synchronised with each powerful thrust, my own moans melding into the symphony of pleasure.
"Alice," he calls, and I can't help but wonder how he knew my name.
"Alice!" Cold water splashes against my face.
I roll over, only to encounter frigid sheets. I groggily open my eyes to discover a gloomy dawn through an open window.
"Wake up. You shouldn't have gone to that party last night. I warned you. I did. At least you didn't drink.
You'd have been a complete mess today."
Janet's boots echo as she departs.
"What time is it?"
"6:30 a.m. You're already running late."
I spring to my feet, rushing into the bathroom, still fully dressed.
I hastily stripped off the fancy attire I'd worn to the retirement party, the night's encounter with that mysterious man fresh in my mind.
His mere smile had been enough to unravel the fabric of my self-control.
A single searing kiss and a push against the wall convinced me to surrender the dress to my body.
Never had I experienced a kiss so tantalising.
"Are you sure you're not feeling unwell?" Janet's voice snaps me back to reality.
"Uh, no," I reply, quickly crossing my arms over my chest to conceal my hardened nipples.
I turn away and step into the bathroom.
I have a mere 15 minutes to prepare for the day's obligations. As I turn on the shower and feel the warm water cascade over my skin, it's as if the stranger's fingers are tracing every curve. My hand instinctively rises to cup one breast. The memory of him seated with me on his lap, taking one of my nipples into his mouth, sends delightful shivers across my skin.
My breath quickens as my other hand ventures down my stomach, heading towards the aching juncture between my thighs.
"Alice! You're taking forever!"
Janet's voice startles me, and I hastily grab the soap to wash only specific areas-my pubic region, face, and shoulders. I intentionally avoid lathering my entire body.
I let the water rinse away the soap and hurried out of the bathroom, wrapping a towel around my body.
"What's gotten into you this morning? The Alice I know would've been ready in a snap." A stray strand of Janet's black hair falls across her furrowed brow.
Her hands rest on her hips as she scolds me. "Remember, you have a job interview this morning, and you're expected to be at the office before 7:30 a.m." She begins to tidy up the room.
Why did the company slate my interview today? I pout.
The stranger from last night-I wish I could see him again, even if it were just one last time. But we had agreed:
"This will be our first and last time," he'd told me just hours ago, sealing the pact with a passionate kiss.
It's for the best.
I sigh and then nod at Janet once I'm fully dressed. "Let's go."
Although the ride to the office was a very short one, I felt uneasy throughout the journey.
Going for interviews was suddenly becoming the norm, and as much as I loathed the thought, I didn't have any choice either.
I was living on a very low budget, but still, the bills piling up on a monthly basis were terrifying. Plus, I also had Wema Bank on my neck too.
Sometimes, I wish I hadn't taken the loan, but how would I have graduated from college if I hadn't?
My eyes had become moist with tears, and I quickly wiped them off.
The last thing I wanted was to garner unnecessary pity from people. The independent part of me always revolted each time I got pitied.
I silently muttered some prayers, hopeful for a positive turnout for the interview.
As expected, I arrived at the office late, and the frown on the secretary's face confirmed it.
"Do you job seekers ever keep time?" I heard her murmur under her breath.
"Good morning, ma'am." I greeted her respectfully, clearly hiding the annoyance in my voice.
She raised a brow and took quick glances at me, as if sizing my worth or maybe checking out my dress.
I paid no heed to her. I might not be dressed in the best, but I was looking dashing in the flowery gown I bought from thrift the other day.
And if I wasn't looking good, I wouldn't have received the lustful stares I got from male onlookers while on the road.
I saw a door open, and a pretty lady emerged almost in tears as she clutched tightly at the files in her hands.
Jane is stuck in an unhappy marriage with a man she'd rather not be with—a man who is half dead. But when he unexpectedly wakes up, he sees her as an object of mockery and loathes her very existence. Jane faces a daily struggle to win his love or break free from his disdain, and she must make a tough decision: endure a loveless marriage or set out on a daring journey to find her freedom. Can she find the strength to change his heart and stay, or will she risk everything to escape a life she didn't choose?
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!
My marriage to Mathias was supposed to make me the happiest woman in the world. Although I knew he didn't love me, I thought he would fall for me once I showered him with all the love I had to give. Five years passed and Mathias still didn't give a damn about me. Instead, he met his true love and cut all ties with me because of her. He showed her off; something he never did for me. His abandonment pushed me into depression. I was broken in every sense of the word. Even on my deathbed, my so-called husband didn't come to say goodbye to me. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself reborn. I was still Mathias's wife and it was two months before he met his true love. In this life, I refused to be hurt by him again. After talking some sense into my head, I asked him for a divorce in other to escape being heartbroken like I was previously. Mathias tore up the divorce papers time and time again while also shutting me down. "Rylie, stop all this nonsense! Playing hard to get doesn't work anymore!" To show him that I was dead serious, I went ahead to file for divorce. Only then did he panic. He abandoned the "woman of his dreams" and came to my side. "Please give me a second chance, Rylie. I promise to do right by you. You'll be the only woman in my heart from now on. Don't leave me, okay?" A war broke out in my mind after this apology. On one hand, I didn't want to be hurt again. And on the other, I didn't want to let go of the man I loved so dearly. What should I do?!
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.”
After three years of loveless marriage, Kira was slapped with divorce papers. She has shown him her unrequited love throughout her entire marriage with him, but he decided to turn blind eyes all because of his lover. Distraught and heartbroken, Kira choose to sign the divorce papers with bitter heart. But then and there, she promised herself that when she's back, he will come crawling to her, but she will make him pay for hurting her. Join Kira as she transform to a wealthy heiress and soared as the CEO of a multi-billion-dollar empire, a remarkable healer and make her ex-husband pay!
"Please trust me, I didn't do anything." "I don't believe you. I am rejecting you as my Queen and giving you the punishment of death." Alina was living outside her pack for five years. Her parents didn't try to contact her and always ignored her. Her best friend convinced her to go back to their pack and she agreed. But she had never imagined what was waiting there for her. She never thought she would meet her mate and had to face betrayal from everywhere. She had to pay for the crime which she never committed. Aaron Robertson is the king of Lycans. He is a very dominant and powerful King who not only rules Lycans but also rules other ranks of werewolves. Everyone is afraid of Lycans and he is the king of them. But who knew that he would get a mate who was just a simple Omega with no powers and strengths? He called her weak all the time but little did he know that his weak Omega would give him the biggest betrayal of his life for which he had to give her the sentence of death.
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."