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Graham is shocked he doesn't receive the attention he is used to when he bumps into this mysterious woman on the sidewalk. But when she takes his attention and he thinks he'll never meet her again, that's when they unintentionally meet up on a blind date. Can things go further?
Ira trudged down the bustling city sidewalk, her mind a tangled mess of frustration and anxiety. Days had blended into an unending cycle of job applications, rejection emails, and mounting debt. Each step felt heavier, as though the weight of her problems was physically pulling her down.
She clutched her worn leather bag closer, her fingers curling tightly around the strap. Today had been particularly rough. Another rejection email had arrived that morning, curtly informing her that the position had been filled by someone more "qualified." She scoffed at the memory. Qualified. What did that even mean anymore? She had the degrees, the experience, the drive. What she didn't have was luck.
Her thoughts were so consumed by her troubles that she didn't see the man in the crisp suit until she collided with him. Papers flew from his briefcase, scattering like autumn leaves across the pavement.
"Can't you watch where you're going?" he snapped, his voice sharp and accusatory.
Ira, already on edge, felt a spark of anger. She wasn't usually one to confront strangers, but today was different. Today, she had reached her limit. "If you equally watched where you were going, this wouldn't have happened. It's a two-way affair, and it's equally your fault."
The man's expression darkened, clearly not satisfied with her response. He looked her up and down, his eyes narrowing with disdain. Ira, sensing an unnecessary escalation and not wanting to add more stress to her already burdened mind, sighed deeply. "Look, I'm sorry. I don't have time for this."
She hurriedly gathered herself and walked away, leaving the man grumbling behind her. The encounter lingered in her thoughts, a small, unpleasant note in the symphony of her worries. As she continued down the street, she couldn't help but replay the interaction in her mind. Why did people always assume they were the center of the universe? She shook her head, trying to rid herself of the lingering irritation.
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When she finally reached her small apartment, the familiar creak of the door greeted her. The place was both her sanctuary and her prison. The worn-out couch and the cluttered kitchen table were stark reminders of her financial struggles. She dropped her bag on the couch and headed straight for the table, her heart sinking at the sight of the bills and final notices scattered across it.
She sighed deeply, sitting down and sorting through the mail. Most of it was the same: overdue bills, credit card statements, and rejection letters from jobs she had applied to. The weight of her financial situation pressed heavily on her shoulders, and she struggled to keep her head above water.
As she glanced through yet another rejection letter, her phone buzzed. It was a reminder of her next student loan payment. Ira buried her face in her hands, feeling the sting of tears. She needed to find a job, any job, to help alleviate her debt. With renewed determination, she opened her laptop and began scrolling through job listings, hoping for a miracle.
The hours slipped away as Ira scoured job sites, her hope dwindling with each passing minute. Just as she was about to give up, a peculiar ad caught her eye. It was for a personal assistant position, but the requirements were vague. The ad promised a substantial salary, enough to cover her immediate debts and then some. Desperation gnawed at her, and she decided to take a chance.
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The next morning, Ira woke up with a sense of cautious optimism. She had sent off her application for the personal assistant job, and now all she could do was wait. She decided to take a walk to clear her head, hoping the fresh air would lift her spirits.
As she stepped out of her apartment, the city was already alive with activity. People bustled about, each seemingly with a purpose. Ira envied them, their confidence and direction. She walked aimlessly, letting her feet guide her through the familiar streets.
Her thoughts wandered back to the man she had bumped into the previous day. His arrogance had irked her, but a part of her couldn't help but wonder who he was. In a city this size, it was unlikely she'd ever see him again, but the encounter had left an impression.
Lost in her thoughts, she almost didn't notice her phone ringing. She fumbled to answer it, her heart racing when she saw it was an unknown number.
"Hello?" she answered, her voice tinged with both hope and apprehension.
"Hi, is this Ira?" a pleasant female voice asked.
"Yes, this is she."
"Great! This is Rachel from Stamford Holdings. We received your application for the personal assistant position and would like to invite you for an interview tomorrow at 10 AM."
Ira's heart leapt. "Thank you! I'll be there."
As she hung up, a wave of relief washed over her. It wasn't a job offer yet, but it was a step in the right direction. She spent the rest of the day preparing, her thoughts a mix of excitement and nervousness. She picked out her best outfit, rehearsed answers to potential interview questions, and tried to push aside the nagging voice of doubt in her mind.
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The next morning, Ira stood outside the sleek office building of Stamford Holdings, feeling a mixture of awe and intimidation. The building was a stark contrast to her own humble apartment, exuding an air of wealth and success. Taking a deep breath, she walked inside, her footsteps echoing on the marble floor.
As she waited for her interview, her mind raced with possibilities. This job could be the lifeline she desperately needed. She couldn't afford to mess this up. When her name was finally called, she stood up, straightened her posture, and walked into the interview room with as much confidence as she could muster.
Little did she know, this interview would mark the beginning of an unexpected journey, one that would challenge her, change her, and ultimately, define her.
Cursed by a tragic past, Alpha Asher cannot find love. Luna Elara, from a different world, is similarly cursed in relationships. Sent to steal from Asher, Elara is caught, igniting hatred and curiosity. Asher's pack worries about his continued mourning. Forced together, Asher and Elara must overcome their mutual disdain and the curse that binds them, discovering a chance for love amidst their struggles.
In a quiet, small-town neighborhood, a young girl named Emma grew up with a mother who tirelessly held their fractured family together. Emma's father, consumed by addiction, had abandoned them years ago, leaving her mother to raise Emma and her siblings on her own. Despite the hardships, Emma's mother provided love and stability, ensuring her children flourished.As the years passed, Emma and her siblings matured, determined to confront their father's demons. They reached out, offering him a lifeline of support and understanding. Just as they began to see glimpses of recovery and reconciliation, their father, driven by his own selfish desires, threatened to unravel everything. He sought to claim what little they had, casting a dark shadow over their hard-won peace and unity.
Rose looked at the reports in her hand and was in shock... The reports said that she was one month pregnant, however, how can she get pregnant when she didn't have any man in her life... "Was it because of that dream? Could I get pregnant because I have sex in my dream?" She thought... She didn't have any mental problems, however, except for this she can't able to think about anything... However, she still didn't get out of her surprise when she met the man in her dream... Kevin Davis looked at the reports in her hand and asked, "Is this child mine?" However, Rose didn't answer but asked... "Was that night not a dream?" Kevin was angry because it was his first time and she thinks it was a dream... Kevin forced her to marry him however, Rose didn't want it... She wanted to abort the child but he didn't let her... In the end... Rose agreed to marry him... She looked at Kevin's blue eyes and said, "I will marry you, however, I had two conditions..." "First, after marriage, you can't control my freedom, I still had the right to do whatever I want. Don't worry I won't harm the child." "Second, if I ever found out that you had cheated behind my back then I will leave with my child and you can't stop me..." Both of them got married... However, after she falls in love with him... She found there are hidden secrets in his past...
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.”
"I stood at the edge of my heart and watched him choose her. In the end, I was not the one he needed. I was simply the one he settled for." - Noelle ~~~~~~~ I thought I was the one he loved. But a few days before our wedding, I saw him in a way I never had before. His eyes softened as he spoke to her. His first love, and the very woman who had left him in pieces. Heartbreak was something I knew too well. And as I watched the love he still held for her in his eyes, I realized what I had to do. I couldn't marry a man who wasn't truly mine. With no means to cancel the wedding and lacking the courage to confront him, I made a desperate choice to leave. I painfully gave his first love my treasured engagement ring thinking it was for the best and the only way to free myself. But when he saw that ring on her finger, the fragile world I had tried to escape began to shatter. His obsession to find me and bring me back ignited a dangerous game of cat and mouse.
It's true what they say about marriage: one partner's always happier than the other. ~~~ Julie's world is shattered when her husband, Ryan, reveals that he wants an open marriage. His reason: he needs a child as they've been unable to have one. Julie reluctantly agrees to save her marriage. The next day, Ryan returns home with his secretary, confirming Julie's long-held suspicion that their affair was taking place behind her back. Julie, heartbroken and enraged, seeks solace in a bar, where she meets a fascinating stranger named Luke, who changes the game. Julie confides in Luke over drinks, and he proposes a risky plan: he will act as her "boyfriend" to turn the tables on Ryan. Julie agrees, setting off a chain of events that will challenge everything she thought she knew about love, loyalty, and herself.
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
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?