Nova Bassey had been married to Marvin for years until she found out he was cheating on her. At the time, another woman was already pregnant for him and she happened to be wealthier than Nova which resulted in a divorce paper being slammed in her face. Shattered like a broken glass, Nova slipped away from the world for a while to get control over her emotions again and ended up having a one night stand with an irresistible stranger. Weeks later, she found out she was pregnant and her whole world crumbled. How would she raise a baby on her own? Worse, it was for a man she didn't even know! She never knew that that was only the beginning of her problems. Arriving at her new job for a presentation, she meets with his taunting eyes and later finds him to be the CEO of the marketing firm she worked for. How was she to face the father of her baby and what would he even think of her if he heard she was pregnant? And what would she do when her ex husband realizes she had been the only one for him from thr start and starts to fight for her love?
Nova Bassey's POV»
Tears sipped from my eyes as I squeezed the papers in my hand. That bloody bastard! After everything I did for him for three years straight! He went right out to impregnate another woman and slammed divorce papers in my face.
My parents' words had been haunting me ever since I found out he was a cheat. "He doesn't love you and will leave you for a richer and prettier woman soon enough." Not only did my parents say that to me but the people around me as well.
Now that I had been rendered useless, mummified with debts from head to toe, he actually left me for a richer and prettier woman.
I looked at myself in the floor-length mirror that stood in the hotel room and watched the tears roll down my face before wiping them off.
I needed a distraction before dark thoughts would fill my mind, so I decided to drink until I dropped. No fun drinking alone in my room, that would only make me feel more pathetic than I already was.
A club was the perfect distraction, and who knew maybe the universe would bless me with a handsome man to take my worries away for the night.
Nothing I had was good enough for a club. Who needed clubbing outfits when you worked day and night without rest?
Luckily for me, there were a few times I'd have to attend special events, so I went through those clothes instead.
Nothing was as eye-catching as the dark red off-shoulder dress I owned. It effortlessly showed my curves and the top of my full breast peaked out from it.
I wanted to show some skin, and it was perfect as its length was only a little above my thigh.
The young blonde receptionist couldn't seem to hide how surprised she was to see me. Just that morning when I checked in, I was nothing but a mess.
"Wow, Miss Bassey, you look amazing." She complimented as she tried to hide her surprise. Though it failed.
When was the last time I received a compliment?
"I know," I smiled. "What's the closet club around here?"
"DareDevils. Hail a cab and they'll take you straight there."
I nodded with a brief smile before leaving the reception.
The air was refreshing. The road bustled with cars and bikes and the livelihood seemed promising. A cab stopped in front of me and the young-looking driver seemed dazed as his eyes landed on me.
I hopped in the backseat and did my seatbelt. "DareDevils." The words came out as plain as ever.
He nodded his head and began driving.
As much as I hated it, my ex-husband, Marvin, clouded my thoughts and made me feel bitter inside. I still loved him and hated myself for that.
The only thing that made me smile was how the driver occasionally peaked at me through the front mirror.
His driving skills were so smooth that I hardly realized it when the car came to a stop. I paid him and walked away. A cab driver wasn't the kind of fun I was looking for tonight.
Welcomed by the giant red double D's on the building wall, I inhaled before going in.
As I had expected, a lot of men were attracted to my beauty and even guys with women with them turned around to look at me. The night was just starting.
Knocking twice to get the bartender's attention, a young lady with piercings all over her face walked over to get my order as I sat down on the free stool. "Give me the hardest you've got."
Her hair was spiked up like an animé character and her lips were buried in a black color that matched her eyeshadow. Even with her goth makeup, she was pretty.
She was completely topless and wore red string panties with confidence as she served her customers.
Her black lips formed a twisted smile. Judging from the look on her pierced face, it would indeed be very hard. But I didn't mind, the point was to drop after all.
In front of me sat a small shot looking like a normal whiskey and I asked myself, what harm could this cute little thing do?
Turned out, it was a cute devil as it burnt down my throat and caused my face to scrunch ugly for more than a second. The feeling, though, was exhilarating! It made my entire body come alive in an instant though I was covered in goosebumps.
"It's that hard, huh?"
My head twisted to the side as I heard a deep voice beside me and my eyes took in the handsomeness of a bright young man with brown hair and taunting blue eyes. I could tell he was broad-shouldered and masculine from the way his shirt held on to him so firmly, and he was the kind of fun I was looking for. He shot me with the brightest smile and I felt my nipples harden.
His eyes looked me up and down, and I could have sworn he licked his lips.
"Pretty much, but not as hard as I am right now." I was taken aback by how forward I had been and a part of me silently begged he didn't think of me as an easy slut.
His smile froze as he gazed at me, giving me tingly feelings in my middle. "Would you like me to ease you up?" His brows twitched up as he asked.
I felt my lips curve into a smile and I grabbed his hand for him to lead me out of the club. Thank you universe for heading my prayer!
His car was beyond impressive, but I had known earlier that he was a rich kid. We drove down to my hotel and went straight to my room to get down to business.
The receptionist gave me a sly smile as she saw us walk in, and my cheeks burnt red.
His touch was gentle but mind-ravaging! Slowly and tenaciously, he trailed down my body, feeling my curves and destroying my sense of reasoning.
My hands wrapped around his neck as he placed a soft and gentle kiss on my lips that felt as though it had been the breeze! Boy did he know how to tease a woman.
I didn't even realize it as he undid my zip. My nerves were on edge as I felt my dress slide down my body to the floor. Our kiss depended on and I was left moaning. I would have moaned out his name if only I had known it.
A hand cupped my tits and stroked my already hard nipples and all I wanted was to feel him inside me already.
Every kiss and every touch pushed me further and further out of my mind until I was completely insane.
I was left surprised at how his touches had effortlessly driven me out of my mind.
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Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
Veronica is an eighteen-year-old omega who falls into an emotional breakdown when her Mate, who was soon to be the Alpha of the Sun crest pack, turns against her, hurls hurtful words at her, and rejects her on the night of the full moon festival because he and everyone in the pack, including her, thinks she is an omega. As if the pain of rejection, helplessness, and worthlessness wasn't enough, she lost her best and only friend to the cold hands of death when rogue wolves attacked their pack. Right in the presence of her mate, she was tagged as someone who always attracted problems and calamities anywhere she went and he turned a blind eye and watched as she was banished from the pack. With hatred for her life, she runs deep into the woods that were off-limits and jumps off to end her life, but in a turn of events, something else happens. What would her mate do when he finds out that Veronica is not who he thinks she is? Will she be able to forgive him? What fate lies ahead for them?