Ava Bennett has weathered heartbreak, hardship, and the struggles of raising two children on her own. Love? It's a dream she's all but given up. Until she catches the eye of Stallion Marc-a powerful CEO with a hidden past and an unexpected soft spot for the quietly resilient cleaner who stirs something in him. Their connection is instant, undeniable, and-against all odds-irresistible. But as their worlds collide, old secrets and new threats emerge. A jealous rival, a vengeful ex-husband, and a family legacy that casts long shadows stand between them. The question is, will they risk everything for a chance at love? Or will the challenges be too great for even their fierce bond to withstand?
Ava Bennett moved calmly through the office halls, cleaning as she always did; unseen, unnoticed. She preferred it that way. Routine was her comfort, and invisibility was her shield.
She hummed softly as she worked, her voice filling the quiet office. The melody, a half-remembered tune from her childhood, floated in the air as she dusted the bookshelves in the corner of the executive floor. Music was her refuge, the one place where she felt truly alive, beyond the invisible routine of her daily work.
Her uniform, a simple navy-blue dress with sensible black shoes, blended seamlessly with her surroundings. Ava moved with practiced efficiency, her hands deftly wiping surfaces and rearranging scattered items. Her rhythm was soothing, almost meditative, until she felt the weight of someone watching her.
His presence was so intense, it seemed to pull the air from the room. Her world shifted.
Don't look, her instincts warned, but the pull was magnetic, impossible to resist. She glanced up, and her eyes met his.
Time stilled.
She immediately turned away, facing her work.
The man in the doorway didn't belong in her quiet, hidden world. He was striking, commanding, his black suit sharp and immaculate, his gaze piercing through the distance between them. His name echoed faintly in her mind-Stallion Marc, the infamous CEO. But none of the whispered rumors had prepared her for the force of his presence.
In that moment, the noise of the world faded. There was no construction hum, no clatter of her tools; only the way his eyes seemed to hold hers captive, as though searching for something he hadn't realized he was missing.
She couldn't breathe. Couldn't think.
He stepped forward, the air around him charged with purpose. "Who is she?" His voice was deep, rich, directed at someone behind him but meant for her.
The assistant stammered, "Just the cleaner, sir-"
"Her name," Stallion interrupted sharply, his gaze never leaving hers. "I want her name."
He didn't let his assistant answer before he continud. "The cleaner," Stallion emphasized, his tone flat but loaded with meaning. "And yet, she hums like a siren calling sailors to their doom."
Ava's cheeks flushed, the warmth spreading up to her ears. She had thought she was alone, that no one would hear her. Embarrassment warred with indignation, but she kept her head down, gripping the cloth tightly as if it were a lifeline.
Her heart pounded so loudly it drowned out her thoughts. She gripped the broom tighter, desperate to ground herself as his attention pinned her in place. This couldn't be happening.
He took another step closer, his intensity overwhelming, like he'd found something he wasn't willing to let go of.
"I don't like mysteries," he murmured, his voice softer now but no less commanding. "And you..." He tilted his head, studying her as though she were an unsolved equation. "You feel like one."
Ava swallowed hard, her lips parting to speak, but no words came. What could she possibly say to a man like him?
His smirk was faint, almost imperceptible, but it softened the sharp edges of his features. "What's your name?"
Ava hesitated, her fingers curling tighter around the cloth. She couldn't ignore him; that much was clear. Taking a slow, steadying breath, she straightened and turned to face him. Their eyes met again, and for a moment, the world seemed to tilt.
"I didn't mean to disturb anyone," she said, her voice steady despite the wild pounding of her heart. "I was just... working."
"Your name?" Stallion reminded her that his question hadn't been answered.
The question fell like a challenge, but there was something else in his tone-a curiosity, a pull she couldn't quite understand.
"Ava. Ava Bennett" she whispered, barely audible.
"Ava," he repeated, as though testing how it felt on his tongue. And then, with a final, lingering look, he turned sharply and disappeared into his office, leaving her breathless and trembling.
But she knew, deep in her chest, that this wasn't the end. That look, that moment-it had stirred something.
For both of them.
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"I want her file on my desk by the end of the day. Background, work history, everything," Stallion said to Mr. Henry.
"Yes, sir," Mr. Henry said and hurried off to carry out the order.
Stallion didn't quite understand why he was intrigued by Ava. What did he see in her? And why couldn't he stop thinking about her?
Leah will do anything to fend for her family, even if it means disguising herself as a man to take a high-paying job as a caregiver. But her new boss, a billionaire, Jeremy Harper, is as broken as he is cold, still pained from betrayal and loss. When Leah's secret is found out, she gets fired, only to be called back, to something more; something larger than her. What began as a convenient, emotionless arrangement turns into a whirlwind of passion, lies and heartbreak. Can two wounded souls find love amid the chaos, or will their pasts destroy everything?
"Mr. Evans, please maintain some dignity. Don't forget I'm your brother's wife!" Having caught her husband and best friend together in the bed, Elena wanted nothing more than to exact revenge on the people she once called family. She refused to be a pitiful divorcee and vowed to make everyone who had once looked down on her beg for forgiveness. And to start with her newfound freedom, Elena indulges in a one-night stand with a stranger. However, what was meant to be a fleeting escape turns into a nightmare when she learns that the stranger is none other than her husband's older brother! Would Elena be free from the shackles of her marriage? Or would the mysterious stranger make her life a living hell since he seemed to have a personal vendetta against his family? [The story is 18+ and involves mature content.]
A man like Travis Sinclair wants nothing more than a woman who matches his sexual prowess and is used to getting everything he wants. A cold-hearted billionaire ,he lives by one rule - no love, no commitment. Ayanna Davies isn't looking for a relationship. She's focused on her work and the financial security it brings. As a high end escort, her client is full of filthy rich men who are willing to pay handsomely for her services. But when Travis Sinclair becomes one of her clients, she begins twice about mixing work with pleasure. Not knowing that he is an old acquaintance whom she despises.
P-please, I beg you. Come let's go tell Christian I had no hand in whatever happened, p-please." I clutched the lapel of his jacket desperately. "Let's go. You need to tell my husband you were paid." "Young lady, you're harassing me." His tone was cold and his stare granite. But I could care less. "You harassed me first! You had sex with me without my consent, my husband knows and now I'm pregnant with this child he doesn't want. You ruined my marriage! I-I hate you!" ************************************ Caught by her husband with another man on their matrimonial bed the morning after her birthday, Hailey Codza could not defend herself. As though it's not enough, she gets pregnant. Her enraged husband decides to pay her back for her infidelity by having an affair with his ex-girlfriend - Denise Kellers, the family Hailey never knew she had. Losing her family's wealth and company to her husband and his ex (now girlfriend), she is devastated, homeless and penniless as all her credit cards are blocked by her husband. She sees the man who is responsible for her pregnancy. The man she has no idea how he'd found his way to her matrimonial bed - Jared Johnson. Jared is annoyed when this strange woman disrupts his meeting and accuses him of ruining her life, marriage and impregnating her. It affects his business deals and having no choice, he marries her to calm the public whilst engaged to someone else. But he loathes her and allows his family treats her badly. Hailey who has fallen in love with Jared is broken when she can no longer take the humiliation. She signs the divorce papers and leaves, only to arrive six years later to the country as a self-made, secret billionaire and a mother of twins. Now her two ex-husbands are begging to have her back...
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
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. .