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Emily, a struggling single mother working multiple jobs as a janitor, needs a huge sum of money for her child's surgery. With no option, Emily approaches the powerful Billionaire, Alexander Marriott whose real estate company she works for. Alexander is a cold hearted and arrogant workaholic who doesn't believe in life long relationships but he is under immense pressure from his manipulative parents to marry and secure the company. Emily comes to him for help and impulsively, he offers her a contract to become his wife for one year and he'd pay for her child's surgery. Alexander is a difficult person to deal with and she is horrified by the idea but with her child's life hanging in balance, she has no choice but to accept Alexander's risky bargain
A dull ache pulsed in my head.
Since dawn, I've been on a relentless treadmill of tasks.
From getting my daughter ready for school to scrubbing down the diner on our block, I finally made my way to the Marriott company, where I continued my daily grind of cleaning offices and restrooms.
Dealing with wealthy clients is no easy feat.
They demand perfection but are unwilling to pay for it.
There are days when I find myself cleaning the same restroom over fifty times, all because some affluent patron can't stand a hint of odor.
It's hard to fathom that I once lived that life, yet I never felt at ease with how the privileged looked down on those less fortunate, all due to their status.
I defied my parents by attending a party with my best friend, who was just as broke as I was.
That's where I met the DJ, a charming guy who had every girl wrapped around his finger.
It was an instant connection; we ended up together, and it was incredible. I craved more, so I sneaked out to see him again, but that turned out to be a one-time affair.
Then came the shocking news: I was pregnant. My perfectionist mother was the one who found out about my unexpected situation, and to make matters worse, it was with a DJ from a club.
My parents didn't even let me explain; they disowned me in an instant, feeling I had brought shame upon them and ruined their plans to marry me off to a wealthy businessman for a lifetime of wealth.
I became the daughter that every affluent family in England warned their children to avoid. Everyone turned their backs on me, except for Mia.
We had to leave England for New York after my parents cut ties with me.
They even removed Mia from their scholarship program, labeling her a bad influence, so I moved in with her strict grandmother in the city.
The initial years after my daughter was born were pleasant until grandma fell ill.
I realized I couldn't rely on others forever, and my first job as a janitor marked the beginning of a two-year struggle.
I don't regret having my daughter, but I sacrificed everything for her.
I let out a deep sigh, rubbing my temples and hoping the throbbing pain would subside so I could hit the road.
It's a long three-hour trek from my tiny apartment to the Marriott office, and I can only imagine how hungry my daughter must be by now.
I can't trust my neighbors; the last time I left my daughter in their care, they devoured her lunch and dinner, leaving her to fend for herself. Bringing her to work isn't an option either, as it goes against office policy.
I know I'm doing my best-working hard day in and day out-but sometimes it feels like it's just not enough.
Frustration wells up inside me, and tears threaten to spill as a sharp pain radiates through my back from hours spent bending over and scrubbing toilets.
I close my eyes, twirling my straight brown hair, recalling what Audrey's teacher mentioned during a recent meeting.
She expressed concern that she was often drowsy, struggled to breathe, and complained of stomach pains.
Honestly, I've been so overwhelmed and exhausted that I haven't paid enough attention to these signs. I'm constantly trying to juggle the demands of his school and our home life.
If I fell behind on payments, my daughter would be forced out of school, and we could end up homeless. The thought of that heartache is unbearable.
Suddenly, the intercom in the janitor's break room jolts me back to reality. I quickly whisper a prayer and grab the receiver, my voice trembling with anxiety.
Working at Marriott is no small feat; everyone is expected to perform at their best, regardless of their position.
With Alexander King at the helm, I've learned to push my worries aside whenever it's time to work.
This week alone, he's let go of twenty employees, and I'm desperate to avoid being on that list.
"Ms. Freser," the manager, Mrs. Perez, boomed through the intercom, sending my heart racing. She only called when there was bad news.
"Yes, ma'am," I replied, sitting up straight, eager to catch every word. She could be as ruthless as the boss himself.
"Get to my office immediately!" she commands sharply, cutting off the call before I can even respond.
Without hesitation, I leave the janitor's room and make my way briskly to the manager's office, my mind racing with questions about why she needed me at this late hour.
I knock gently on the door, my heart pounding in my chest. I really can't handle any bad news right now; my plate is already overflowing. My rent is due next month, and my daughter's health is a constant worry.
"Come in," I hear her say, and I step inside.
She's busy stuffing papers into envelopes, and my heart skips a beat. Are those termination letters? Not now, please!
"Ms. Freser, you're two minutes late," she remarks without looking up from her laptop, and I suddenly find myself at a loss for words.
"An email has just been sent. You're assigned to clean the boss's office for the next week. Have a nice day."
The boss? Alexander Marriott? That's a nightmare waiting to happen. I'd rather face anything than take on that task, even if it were offered with a golden bow.
He just fired the three janitors who worked there this week. Why me? I'm just a junior staff member, and I'm not even allowed in the executive area.
What's going on? I sincerely hope it's not what I'm thinking.
"Ma'am... I think there's been a mistake. I can't clean the boss's office. I don't want to lose my job, I..."
"You have no say in these matters, Ms. Freser. You're just a janitor. I suggest you stick to your duties and leave my office now!"
"I can't tell if you're a gift or a curse Antonio, I don't know what you do to me, I don't like it but I don't want you to stop" Valentina Rossi. Valentina Rossi was raised to be a killer. As the daughter of the most powerful boss in the country and doubling as the underboss of the mafia gang, Valentina knew how to use her beauty and cunning strategies to get what she wants. But, Valentina's world was turned upside down the moment she laid eyes on Antonio Salvatore. As the daughter of the Don, she was taught never to trust anyone let alone fall in love, worse still with an ordinary servant. As their love grows, secrets and betrayals threaten to destroy them both. Can love triumph over vengeance or will their secrets destroy them?
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
For the whole 17 years of her existence, Alana did not know the word freedom and happiness having been confined in the basement of her family's house accused of killing her own mother. She's beaten, cursed at, and barely survived from crumbs of food thrown at her. She thought this is her final destiny and has accepted the bitter fate of her life not until the night of her 18th birthday, a mysterious alpha appeared at her door telling her that she is the long-lost daughter of the alpha king and claiming her as his mate he's been looking for several years now.
"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?
June Rivera was divorced by her husband after three years of marriage because he wanted to be with her sister who was pregnant for him. Kicked to the curb with a divorce and rejected by her parents,she struggles to make ends meet and get a job until she saves Luis Ambrose from an accident - the only child of Rafael Ambrose, a widowed man and the CEO of Ambrose Corporation. When little Luis asks to have her as a nanny, and Rafael's mother pressures him to get married, they draw a contract. To be Luis's nanny and his fake wife for one year in exchange for 50 million dollars!
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.