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I never imagined myself to be the type of girl to fall in love with a billionaire, but here I am. He embodies everything I don't: self-assurance, success, and constant control. But I can't help but be drawn to him for some reason. Perhaps it's his gorgeous smile or his deep eyes. It might also be how he makes me feel. He is my employer, and I am his secretary. He's the most perilous person I've ever encountered. He is ruthless in business and won't hesitate to utilize his position of authority to achieve his goals. But I don't fear him. I won't allow him to intimidate me. I'm going to stand up to him in order to fight for what I want. Even if it requires risking everything, I'm going to win his heart.
POV of Grace
My eyes squinted in the sunlight. My stomach was twisting with fear, and the cool water relieved all the stress that was aching inside of me.
I was hoping that this interview would ensure that I had reliable employment. I only had casual clothing in my closet, but the straightforward white dress I had hidden felt appropriate for the situation. I ran my hand down the walls' peeling paint, knowing that soon enough I'd be able to purchase new paint.
Before leaving, I slipped on some heels, my knuckles turning white, and I gripped my bag hard. When the bus finally came to a stop, a few passengers got off. I rushed inside in an effort to find a seat amidst this crazed throng. When I finally came to a stop, the wind was bitterly cold against my bare arms, and I breathed heavily. I looked at my phone, and I was an hour early.
Fortunately, I was dumped off in front of the structure where I was meant to work. As I entered, the chilly air prickled my skin, and I wished I had brought a jacket. The interior was enormous, with walls that reached the painted-gold ceiling and flawless matte porcelain tiles on the floor. I walked up to the reception desk with a friendly smile.
"Pardon, where will the interview be held?" When she heard me, the woman, who had been staring blankly at the computer in front of her, smiled. How does she know my name? "Yes, Ms. Morgan, it takes place on the top floor." I played around with my fingers; what was the highest floor? Her hands were stroking the skirt she was wearing as she smiled, so she must have observed my terrified expression. My smile was broad as I curtly replied, "I'll show you the way."
The elevator doors glided open as we arrived, and the corridors were quiet as we said, "Thank you." I attempted to contain the trembling in my voice as I introduced myself as Sofia and tried to hide the terror that was whirling inside of me. I laughed as I saw her lips curve into a smile. I think I like her. She said, "I'm sure you know who I am since you spoke my name a while ago."
"Yeah, sure, I'm not a stalker. They provided me with a list of everyone who was coming in for the job today. Since I assumed I was the only applicant, the likelihood of my finding stable work was now significantly reduced. " Please pick a seat and make yourself comfortable. I have to go back now. It will take some time before you are called in because you arrived fairly early.
She gave me a curt nod and a thumbs up. "Best of luck." The others soon followed, all of them ecstatic and excited. Why were most of us female? There were a few men seated near us, but not as many as there were women. Sofia said, "We'll start with an alphabetical order. Enter once your name is called." People began to enter and exit with varying expressions.
Some people were upset, while others were in tears. Some of them, whose eyes were red and swollen as they left, I was certain were angry, but the majority of them were angry, muttering to themselves and glaring as they did so. That horrible, really? When a hand wrapped around my shoulders and felt chilly against my flesh, I jumped.
Sofia walked me to the door and cautiously opened it, saying, "You're up, Grace." The question "Are you ready?" I took a deep breath, gathered my courage, and then nodded. Before stepping aside to allow me to enter, she grinned at me and tilted her head to the side. As soon as the door shut behind me, I shuddered since the atmosphere was tense and silent. The space lacked any color punch and was a combination of white porcelain tiles and black walls. I said, "Good evening," as I approached his desk gently.
His lips formed a thin line as he ignored me, his gaze never leaving the documents he was reading. He motioned for me to take the seat in front of him. As I sat down, holding my breath, the velvety chair began to squeak from my weight. You are unusually quiet. Well, that was a first for me when my eyes narrowed elsewhere.
As I talked, I struggled with a lump in my throat. "Pardon me?" He set the papers down while rubbing his temples and his eyes. "But I like the quiet ones; usually they're screaming inside their heads," he said, turning his attention directly to me. "The people before you never kept their mouths shut once they entered my office."
Well, he got that right; my mind was a chaotic void of my conscience hollering at me right now. Although he was grinning, it was impossible to tell that he was happy because his smile lacked warmth. "Ms. Morgan, was I right? I might as well reciprocate the gesture because he was grating on my nerves. "Sir, I don't believe you've introduced yourself properly."
His smile evolved into a ferocious, predatory grin. "Oh? Grace, you're currently keeping me entertained. His smile was fading as he reclined in his chair. I said, "I like that," disregarding the informal way he addressed me. Instead, I focused on the subject at hand. So, how about we conduct an interview? His lips curled downward as he arched an unperturbed brow.
Why do you say that? This interview is over," he said, taking the paperwork and starting back to read. What was he implying? Is it true I was not hired? If you can call that joking, all he did the entire time was smile and make jokes with me. "Am I ineligible? You haven't even properly asked me; you just "You are qualified, but only momentarily. Consider yourself my trainee, as I need to see if you can keep up with my assistance. He looked at the door and me while shrugging.
"Work starts at 7:30, and I don't like it when my employees are late, okay?" I kept my unusual mix of elation and dread for this job hidden as I fixed my attention on him. "Thank you, sir." By the way," I paused and looked at him, thinking, "How am I meant to work for a man like this?" You can address me as Mr. Cooper or Aiden, as you please. I nodded at him. I prefer addressing him formally rather than by his first name. He scowled when he realized I was calling him Mr. Cooper.
I cocked my head, hesitant to inquire. With the darkest shade of brown for eyes, the palest of white skin, slender muscles hidden beneath the sharp suit he wore, and fixed black hair as dark as charcoal, he had a good advantage in terms of both appearance and body. I was aware of him as the notorious Cooper Corporation's heir.
The most cruel and deranged suitor, despite his good looks, is the hated son of a wealthy father. "Is there a problem, Grace?" He had been gazing at me with a curious expression on his face, but I hadn't noticed. I scurried to the door, slipping awkwardly. I shouldn't have worn these shoes. "Nothing; I'm sorry; I should go now." As shadows blocked my vision, my head erupted and began to ache and pound in anguish.
I tried to stand while laying my palms flat on the ground and wiping the sweat off my brow. Only I mistook the sweat running from my chin and the tiny flight of stairs I hit my head on for blood. The chair scraped, and I could hear approaching footsteps. "You are awkward," When I turned to face him, he paused, which made the throbbing in my head worse as shadows invaded my field of vision. Grace, stay here with me. I awoke to Aiden calling for security.
My head felt like it would explode at any minute, so there was no point. His arm around my waist was squeezed tighter, while his face in front of me was reduced to a cloud. Grace, I'll ruin your life if you pass out in front of me." I laughed, feeling sleep coming on inescapably as I breathed in. I was greeted by the words "Try me" as I entered a barren space.
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"Damn them!" I scream. I sense my inner wolf and thwart his advances, yet he continually emerges. Jon is just another prick who dared to approach him with that blasted needle. Ophelia has left. I start to crawl into the dirt, letting my wolf come out and my shift take over. I bolt. Behind me, a hundred paws are striking the ground. I experience bursts of fire and anguish, yet everything is consumed by wrath. I awakened to see the light rising over the hills ahead of me. I blearily eye the orange disk. Is it dawning on you? I haven't let my wolf get to me since I was eighteen. "Alpha," croaks Jon's voice. Sticking to his bare, perspiring flesh are the filthy muck and forest debris. His lower face is covered in stubble, with dark circles under his eyes from weariness. He appears just as bad as I do. Ophelia. She's gone from me.
At that very time, a powerful impulse to locate Ian and deliver my strongest blow to him struck me at three hundred miles per hour. Despite not knowing the answer myself, I lifted my little finger and wrapped it around Theo's, saying, "Pinky promise." "Silly," he chuckles. "That's supposed to be my line, you fucker," I say. "You and your beautiful, wide range of vocabulary," he continues. I inhale another of his sweet laughs, which fills the whole space. His laugh is so infectious that I can't help but chuckle too. I was well aware that it would be our final meal together until this wretched week was finally over.
"You ever brave enough to ask Emily out, wimp." I said back to Ivan. Mom clearly did not know about Ivan's liking toward Emily. She glared at Ivan and said "we'll talk about this later." "Good luck, she's angry you didn't tell her." I whispered to Ivan. He slightly pushed me, I laughed at him because his cheeks looked like a tomato. We reached the front of the Pack House. Everyone was lined up Alphabetically of their family name. Kat was still uneasy, she's been the most uneasy ever since I stepped out of the car. I still don't know what it is. Maybe She feels like danger is about to happen. How could any danger happen, we were a strong Pack. The Royal family was coming so that meant that we'd get help from them if a attack were to happen. Maybe I just really need to go on a run.
The werewolves had gained control of the earth long ago, and we humans had been reduced to their status as followers in the once-leading civilization. Although I was raised in this hierarchy, I still enjoy reading about the earlier eras when people were unaware of the species that now coexist peacefully with mankind. It seemed like a much better period to me and my father, who had inspired me to read. We humans were divided into packs at this point. My family was a member of the Crescent Moon pack for many generations, and just like the other humans, we were ranked lowest among the wolves in the group. entirely under the control of wolves. A similar set of laws was established by the government, although each pack had subtle variations based on the Alpha, the leader. Although it was claimed that we lacked a president or monarch to guide us all together, in a roundabout way, we did. The guy in charge of us all is none other than Alaricus Knight, also known as The Beast. Because of his immense power, no one would ever dare attempt to rebel against him. He was a recluse and was seldom seen. In my brief 17 years, I had never seen him myself. Even though the majority of people had never seen him, he had destroyed our lives because he had established a rule that could alter our course in life permanently. Werewolves have mates-soul mates, if you will-who they genuinely fall in love with at first sight or scent. Regardless of their relationship status, it is stated that a human can never deny a wolf their partner because a wolf cannot exist without their mate. It was said that the beast was close to 400 years old and had never had a partner. Nevertheless, he had destroyed everyone's life for something he had never even experienced. It was stated that he would never be able to have a partner since he was just too nasty and evil, and maybe that was true. Whoever could love the beast, after all?
Bianca's life takes a drastic turn when she's forced to work as a maid to the captivating mafia boss, Leonardo De Luca, to pay off her father's debt. As she navigates the intricate web of Leonardo's world, she's drawn into a complex dance of power, passion, and deception. Between serving coffee, attending college, and fighting off Leonardo's advances, Bianca must confront her own feelings and the reality of her situation. But as she becomes more entwined in the mafia's world, she realizes her heart is totally captivated. Will she find a way out, or forever be bound to the mafia?
What will occur after that, then? Not just one Alpha will follow me. Let me have two. I scream. I guess these individuals like to play poker with my life a lot. Alex said, "No one will come after you, Ava," and I slumped against the marble. Also, why is that? I queried. My eyebrows furrow as I gaze from Alex to Isadora and back to Alex. "Because once you do your job properly, there won't be any more Alphas," I say. I do, however, rely on Isadora to make things plain. "What does he mean?" I inquired about her. When she continues, "Once you deliver us the blue moonstone, we will harvest its power to immortalize Alex, and once that is done, we will destroy the stone, thereby destroying every Alpha in existence," her eyes turn silver and gleam forever.
Chandler Su who had cheated by her boyfriend then got drunk at a bar. To take revenge, she grabbed a man randomly and took him to the room. After a crazy night, Chandler found the strange man was a super handsome guy the next morning. Shy and shocked Chandler run away after leaving 150 RMB and scorning the man of his poor bed skills. However, she never thought the story would become so dramatic as the next day, she found out that the new coming president of her company was exactly the man she slept the last night! Worse than that, this new boss seemed very narrow-minded as he asked Chandler to come to his office on the first day.
WARNING! This book is not suitable for young readers or sensitive minds. Some parts contain graphic sex scenes, adult language, and situations intended for mature readers only! BLURB She saved herself for the man she thought would be her forever. She believed in love, in promises, in happily ever after. Until she caught her fiancé tangled in another woman's arms. Betrayal burned through her veins, leaving behind only one desire. REVENGE. And what better way to break him than to seduce the one man who could shatter his pride-his powerful, dangerously handsome billionaire uncle? He's older, untouchable, and completely off-limits. But she's willing to play dirty, willing to risk everything, just to watch her ex suffer. But what happens when the game turns on her? Because the moment she steps into his world, she realizes he's not just a pawn in her twisted little plan. He's a man who dominates, consumes, and makes her feel things she's never felt before. And the worst part? She might not want to escape.
Alyssa never expected her life to get this bad. A sudden rogue attack wiped off her pack, turning her into a mute and wolfless orphan. She once believed that being mated with her crush Ezekiel was compensation for her miserable life. However, it just made her life worse. What could be more suffering than your fated mate unwanting you and even your child? Ezekiel already picked himself a perfect Luna but fate gave her a mute mate. And owing to his father's last words, he had to marry Alyssa to get his rightful Alpha position. He married her yet kept their relationship unpublized. He hated her but wasn't ready to let her go. Everyone believed Alyssa would bear and wait like she always did until Ezekiel finally could make a decision. He's her husband, her mate, and her Alpha, and taking in everything he wanted without complaining was her duty. No one expected she would be the one who asked for a divorce and even dared to run away carrying his heir. Ezekiel swore to make this little omega pay but why did his heart break when she returned smiling at some other guy?
She thought she was the love of his life, and he became the love of her life that fateful day she had seen him at the pack's party. Selene Grace was only a replica of Alpha Leo's real mate, and when he spotted her, Leo immediately claimed her as his Luna in order to suppress the rumors of him being mateless. Being unable to conceive turns Selene's marriage into a nightmare, and as if that wasn't enough, Alpha Leo finally reunites with his long time lover and mate, rejecting a pregnant Selene as a result. 5 years later, Selene, a now successful doctor, receives an invitation to the moon shadow pack in order to rid the pack of a deadly disease which has struck it. Will Selene return back to the pack which had caused her so much pain, and what would she do when she realizes that she is mated to the Alpha who had betrayed her in the past?
"Lucien, let's get a divorce," I said in a peremptory tone that was long overdue, the most decisive farewell to this absurd marriage. We had been married for exactly three years-three years that, for me, were filled with nothing but endless loneliness and torment. For three years, the husband who should have stood by my side through every storm, Lucien Sullivan, had completely disappeared from my life as if he had never existed. He vanished without a trace, leaving me alone to endure this empty, desolate marriage. Today, I finally received his message: "I'm back. Come pick me up at the airport." When I read his words, my heart leapt with joy, and I raced to the airport, thinking that he finally understood my love and was coming back to me. But his cruelty was far worse than I could have ever imagined-he was accompanied by a pregnant woman, and that woman was Carla, my closest and most trusted friend. In that moment, all of my previous excitement, all my hope, and all of our shared laughter and tears turned into the sharpest of daggers, stabbing into my heart and leaving me gasping for air. Now, all I want is to escape from this place that has left me so broken-to lick my wounds in solitude. Even if these wounds will remain with me for the rest of my life, I refuse to have anything to do with him ever again. He should know that it was his own hand that trampled our love underfoot, that his coldness and betrayal created this irreparable situation. But when he heard those words, he desperately clung to this broken, crumbling marriage, unwilling to let it end-almost as though doing so could rewind time and return everything to how it used to be. "Aurora, come back. I regret everything!" Regret? Those simple words stirred no emotion in me-only endless sadness and fury. My heart let out a frantic, desperate scream: It's too late for any of this!
"I ran. Ran as fast as my legs could go. Away. Away from him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hailey Pritchett loved her job as the secretary of Henry Caldwell, the CEO of the Caldwell Industries. She was a woman who liked safety, and stayed far away from danger. However, the company is bought by a ruthless businessman who is known as the Sniper. Theodore Benson is a ruthless billionaire, and is known as the Sniper in the business world. Because he kills his opponents without letting them know. He bows down to no one, and when he wants something, he does everything - whether legal or not - to possess it. When Hailey and Theodore aka the Sniper, come face to face, Hailey knows that Theodore is dangerous. So Hailey does what she does best in the face of danger. She runs. But will Theodore let her get away? Theodore wants Hailey Pritchett, and won't stop until he has her - in every possible way. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~