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"I never intended to break your heart, but I certainly didn't plan to create a new one." A one-night tempestuous affair with the enigmatic billionaire, Damien Knight, left Anya with an unexpected storm brewing within her. Believing she'd escaped the gilded cage of his world, she vanishes, only to resurface years later as a single mother clinging to the shattered pieces of her life. Damien, a titan of industry with a heart encased in ice, is blindsided by the revelation. His empire crumbles as he's haunted by the ghost of their passionate night. A relentless pursuit begins, a desperate gamble to reclaim what was stolen from him. But Anya is armed with a fortress of pain and mistrust. Can she forgive the man who shattered her world? Or will their rekindled passion be consumed by the flames of their past? In a world of opulence and deceit, love becomes their only salvation, a gamble with stakes higher than any business deal.
Anya Petrova stepped outside into the cool evening air, brushing a stray lock of dark hair behind her ear. She felt the cold bite at her flesh, but it didn't really register. Her thoughts were elsewhere, consumed by the constant weight of her responsibilities and the dull ache of exhaustion. Around her, the city streets hummed with activity. The warm glow of streetlights illuminated the sidewalks as people hurried by, engrossed in their own thoughts. But the world Anya lived in felt anything but cozy.
At twenty-three, she was an art student with aspirations much higher than what her circumstances could support. She fought every day to reconcile her need to create and give her all to her art with the harsh reality that her artistic endeavors did not bring in money. She therefore spent her nights serving gourmet food and cocktails to the upper class at "La Ciel," an upscale restaurant perched high above the city, rather than drawing in the dim light of her tiny apartment.
Life had never been simple for Anya. She was raised in foster care after being abandoned by her immigrant parents when she was a young child, and she soon realized that she owed no one anything. She had battled for all of her possessions, including her dreams, independence, and education. However, despite her best efforts, she consistently seemed to be one step away from collapsing.
It was the same tonight. She was hopping between tables at *La Ciel*, balancing silver platters and trays of champagne flutes, but her shift was taking forever. The restaurant was full of its regular patrons, affluent businessmen, politicians, and socialites dressed in couture, their laughter tinkling like the chandeliers made of crystal above. Anya walked among them like a shadow, her presence scarcely registered above the patrons' kind but indifferent grins.
Even with all the opulence and glamour, Anya was still overcome with a sense of emptiness. Her aspirations of being a well-known artist were overshadowed by the harsh reality of her situation, and she had always felt like an outsider looking in. Her art served as both her escape and her lone source of comfort in a world that seemed bent on keeping her down. Yet tonight, as she passed by the grand windows of "La Ciel", with the city's twinkling lights stretching out like a sea of stars below, even that escape felt far out of reach.
*****
Damien Knight sat by himself in the darkened restaurant corner, sipping a tumbler of bourbon and surveying the space with a well-honed sense of detached observation. He was a man who commanded attention without effort, his presence a force that turned heads and silenced conversations. At twenty-nine, Damien had built an empire that spanned continents, his name synonymous with power and wealth. Beneath the slick suits and icy attitude, however, was a man plagued by ghosts from his past.
Early on, Damien had come to realize that trust was an unnecessary luxury. Betrayed by those closest to him, he had hardened himself against the world, putting his emotions away behind a wall of steel. The world saw a ruthless, calculating billionaire-a man who had everything but gave nothing in return. And that was precisely Damien's preference.
But tonight, as he watched the people around him, a strange restlessness stirred within him. It wasn't the usual boredom that came with these events, nor the fleeting annoyance at the sycophants who hovered nearby, eager for his attention. No, this was different. It was a nagging feeling, an unease that gnawed at him like a slow-burning ember, refusing to be ignored.
As his gaze swept across the room, it landed on a figure moving gracefully among the tables-a young woman with dark hair cascading down her back, her slender frame wrapped in the simple black dress of the restaurant's staff. For a second, Damien's breath stuck in his throat, a glimmer of something inexplicable racing across his head. She was lovely, but not in the way that commanded attention. Her beauty was subtle, almost understated, yet it carried an appeal that he couldn't quite place.
Anya.
He didn't know her name yet, but something about her drew him in, pulling at the borders of his neatly created universe. She walked with a serene confidence, her expression focused yet remote as if she were somewhere far away. Damien found himself studying her, interested by the way she seemed to glide across the room, undetected by the very individuals she served.
As she approached his table, their eyes met for the briefest of minutes. It was little more than a gaze, a momentary connection in the midst of the evening's pandemonium. But in that instant, Damien felt a spark-an unconscious recognition that neither of them could deny.
"Good night, gentleman. Do you need anything else from me?" Anya spoke in a quiet, almost tentative tone, as though she understood the wall separating their worlds.
Damien's eyes lingered on her face, observing the subtle melancholy in her eyes and the exquisite curve of her jaw. "Just another bourbon, please."
Anya went to get his drink and nodded, her heart thumping in her chest. She felt a chill go down her spine due to something about him. He was unlike any person she had ever met; he possessed a compelling and scary presence. Even though she tried to ignore the odd attraction she felt for him, she couldn't get rid of the sensation that something unexpected was going to happen in her life.
Damien stretched out to accept his drink when she came back with it, their fingers meeting in the exchange. The brief contact ignited a heat that collected down in her abdomen and shot a rush of electricity through her. Anya withdrew her hand hastily, blushing from a mixture of embarrassment and something else entirely, something far more dangerous.
Damien murmured, "Thank you," with a low rumbling in his voice that seemed to shake her to her very core.
Anya faked a pleasant grin, trying to keep her composure despite her mind racing. "Thank you very much, sir. Do not hesitate to ask for help if you need it."
Determined to put some distance between herself and the man who had already managed to unnerve her in ways she couldn't fathom, she turned to walk away. However, she could feel his eyes following her as she turned to leave, piercing her back like a brand. Anya wasn't sure she was prepared to face the promises that were contained in that gaze.
*****
For Anya, the remainder of the night went by quickly. Though she smiled at the patrons, took orders, delivered drinks, and went through the motions, her mind kept returning to the man in the corner. Knight Damien. Who hadn't heard the name before? Even she had. Among the most powerful men in the city, if not the entire world, was this one. However, she felt that the attraction was even more dangerous now that she knew who he was.
Anya was a bundle of nerves by the end of her shift. All night long, she had been sneaking peeks at Damien, and every time their gazes locked, she was taken aback by the intensity of his stare. She felt as though he could see right through her, removing the barriers she had painstakingly put up to keep herself safe. And she couldn't help but enjoy the rush of excitement she felt whenever she met his gaze, even with all the warning signs ringing in her mind.
The cool night air did nothing to slow her heartbeat as she left the restaurant. Halfway across the block, she heard purposeful, fast footsteps from behind. Anya turned, her pulse quickening when she saw who it was, her breath caught in her throat.
Damien.
He was standing a mere few feet away, his hands idly cradled in his fitted suit pockets. The streetlights shed a soft glow over his sculpted face, highlighting the precise angles of his jaw and the intensity in his gaze. For a moment, neither of them spoke, the silence stretching between them like a taut wire, ready to snap.
"I thought you might like a drink," Damien finally said, his voice smooth and inviting. He held up a bottle of bourbon, the same one he had been drinking earlier. "Join me?"
Anya's mind raced, a thousand things colliding all at once. She knew she should say no. She understood that nothing good could come from becoming connected with a man like Damien Knight. But there was something about him-something that pulled to her on a primordial level, a pull that was impossible to resist.
She hesitated, her eyes flitting to the bottle, then back to his face. "I... I'm not convinced that's a good idea."
A slow, knowing smile stretched across Damien's lips. "Sometimes the best ideas are the ones that scare us the most."
His words hung in the air, thick with meaning. Anya felt a shudder travel down her spine, a mix of terror and excitement that left her breathless. She knew she was standing on the border of something hazardous, something that may change her life forever. But in that moment, all she could think about was the heat in Damien's stare and the way her body responded to him in ways she had never experienced before.
Before she could argue herself out of it, Anya nodded, a slight, almost imperceptible action. "Okay," she muttered, her voice barely heard over the sound of her hammering heart.
Damien's smile deepened, and he drew closer, his presence dominating the space between them. "My car is just around the corner."
Without further comment, he turned and began walking, leaving Anya to follow. Her feet moved on their own accord, her body attracted to him as if by some invisible force. The world around them seemed to slip away, the hum of the city diminishing until all that remained was the sound of their footfall on the sidewalk and the anticipation thrumming through her veins.
Damien unlocked the door for her when they got to his car, a sleek black car that appeared to sparkle in the moonlight, his eyes never leaving her face. Anya decided to go inside after a brief period of hesitation during which her heart raced in her chest.
Anya felt as though she was walking over a line, from which there would be no coming back, as the door shut behind her and the engine roared to life.
With promises of passion and desire, the night that lay ahead tempted her with mystery and peril. And despite all of her instincts and warnings to stay away, Anya could not help but be drawn to Damien Knight.
She had no idea that this night would signal the start of a trip that would test all of her preconceived notions about love, herself, and the guy sitting next to her with his eyes locked on the road ahead, a quiet promise of what was ahead.
Anya's pulse was thumping in her chest as the car drove through the city streets, her mind racing with a mixture of anticipation and anxiety. Although she was unsure of what was ahead, she was convinced that after this night, nothing in her life would ever be the same.
And Anya couldn't get rid of the idea that she was approaching something far bigger and riskier than she could have ever imagined as they drove into the night, the city lights disappearing behind them.
Struggling waitress Maya Monroe discovers she is pregnant by mysterious billionaire Adrian Blackwood following a crazy night in Las Vegas. She has no idea that one careless night has drawn her into a treacherous game of power and betrayal. Adrian is not the man Maya thought he was- he is a man tormented by a troubled history and motivated by merciless ambition. His empire is collapsing due to unseen adversaries in both his family and work life. Maya discovers Adrian's web of lies and secrets as she battles to restore her freedom and save her unborn child, drawing her farther into his perilous world. Maya has to overcome all obstacles, become resilient, and determine whether love can truly mend the wounds caused by treachery. She must decide whether to leave Adrian permanently or stick by him in the face of foes who would destroy them in a world where loyalty is a commodity and nothing is as it seems.
"I never intended to break your heart, but I certainly didn't plan to create a new one." A one-night tempestuous affair with the enigmatic billionaire, Damien Knight, left Anya with an unexpected storm brewing within her. Believing she’d escaped the gilded cage of his world, she vanishes, only to resurface years later as a single mother clinging to the shattered pieces of her life. Damien, a titan of industry with a heart encased in ice, is blindsided by the revelation. His empire crumbles as he's haunted by the ghost of their passionate night. A relentless pursuit begins, a desperate gamble to reclaim what was stolen from him. But Anya is armed with a fortress of pain and mistrust. Can she forgive the man who shattered her world? Or will their rekindled passion be consumed by the flames of their past? In a world of opulence and deceit, love becomes their only salvation, a gamble with stakes higher than any business deal.
"You're not like anyone I've ever met, Ava Dawson. And that's exactly why I can't stay away." Welcome to Club Luxe, the ultimate playground for the country's elite. At its helm is the enigmatic billionaire, Logan Pierce-a devilishly handsome, self-assured, and formidable tycoon with a notorious reputation. Logan lives by a single golden rule: keep business and pleasure strictly separate. Enter Ava Dawson, a diligent and unassuming secretary raised to loathe the entitled, especially her insufferably attractive, aggravatingly charismatic boss, Logan Pierce, who is blissfully unaware of her existence. Ava's steadfast rule: steer clear of arrogant playboys, especially Logan Pierce. But fate has a mischievous plan. When Logan finally notices the shy, unassuming Ava, sparks fly. The ruthless, controlling Logan finds himself irresistibly drawn to her innocence and quiet strength. He's determined to shatter every boundary and obliterate every rule to make Ava his, even if it means capturing her heart first. As Logan pursues Ava with relentless intensity, the lines between their professional and personal lives blur. Ava is torn between her growing attraction to Logan and her ingrained distrust of men like him. Their connection ignites a passionate, high-stakes romance filled with unexpected twists, emotional revelations, and the ultimate test of their love. In a world where power and privilege reign, can a shy secretary and a dominant billionaire find common ground and build a future together? Or will their differences and the secrets they uncover tear them apart forever?
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.
"It's getting hot in here, don't you think?" I shudder as my clit becomes wet with his smooth voice. I melt away in his arms. He kisses me with a passion I've never felt before, and I moan into his mouth, lost in the moment until I sense him kicking open a door. I realize we're in a room. He continues the kiss as I wrap my leg around him, pulling him closer, his erection pressing into me. I feel my panties dripping wet from arousal. He releases me, resting his back on the headboard, and grabs my thigh, pulling me closer. His hand goes to my hair, releasing it to let my curls fall freely. He guides his fingers from my scalp to the ends of the curls, muttering in a husky voice, "Fucking beautiful. ****** Jasmine found herself trapped in a loveless marriage. Her world shattered when she uncovered her husband's betrayal on his birthday. Heartbroken and betrayed, she made the difficult decision to leave him and start anew in Illinois, with her friend Ava by her side. As Jasmine tried to go through her new life, a one-night stand left her pregnant, uncertain about the father's identity. But complications arose as Maxwell, Jasmine's ex-husband, refused to let go. Jasmine discovered shocking truths about Ava's betrayal. As secrets unraveled and loyalties were tested, Would she find the strength to overcome the obstacles in her way? Could she trust her heart, or would the shadows of the past forever haunt her?
Aria never wanted to marry Kael, the arrogant playboy her father forced her to accept as her fiancé. But Kael had his own twisted motives-he only wanted her because she was the one girl who refused him. When Aria rejected his demand to sleep with him a week before their wedding, Kael tried to take what he wanted by force. His drunken pursuit ended in tragedy when he was struck by a car, leaving Aria caught in the crossfire of blame. Zander, Kael's elder brother and the soon-to-be Alpha King, believed Aria was responsible for his brother's death-and promiscuous to boot. To prevent war between their packs, Zander agreed to marry her, but only for revenge. His plan? Ruin Aria's life for a year, then cast her aside and divorce her. But Zander's scheme begins to unravel when his ex-best friend Asher returns, determined to take Aria for himself. As secrets from the past resurface, Zander discovers betrayal, lies, and truths he never wanted to face. Was Aria truly guilty, or was she just another pawn in a deadly game of power and revenge? Asher laugh and say, "You're a fool; she never wanted to come. I told her you were with Lyra, so she came. And now I've achieved my goal: I ruined your marriage." Zander feel foolish, asking, "But why? I never did anything to you! You were my best friend. I should have killed you when you slept with my ex fiancée, Lyra!" Asher respond, "You knew I loved her, but you stole Lyra from me. She was my true mate, but she refused to marry me because you were soon to be the Alpha King! She never loved you. She loved me but wanted to be the queen of werewolves; that's all." Zander would realize how foolish he was. Yet, he still believed Aria wasn't innocent because she slept with his deceased brother before the wedding.
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?!
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
Life was a bed of roses for Debra, the daughter of Alpha. That was until she had a one-night stand with Caleb. She was sure he was her mate as determined by Moon Goddess. But this hateful man refused to accept her. Weeks passed before Debra discovered that she was pregnant. Her pregnancy brought shame to her and everyone she loved. Not only was she driven out, but her father was also hunted down by usurpers. Fortunately, she survived with the help of the mysterious Thorn Edge Pack. Five years passed and Debra didn't hear anything from Caleb. One day, their paths crossed again. They were both on the same mission—carrying out secret investigations in the dangerous Roz Town for the safety and posterity of their respective packs. Caleb was still cold toward her. But as time went on, he fell head over heels in love with her. He tried to make up for abandoning her, but Debra wasn't having any of it. She was hell-bent on hiding her daughter from him and also making a clean break. What did the future hold for the two as they journeyed in Roz Town? What kind of secrets would they find? Would Caleb win Debra's heart and get to know his lovely daughter? Find out!