She wasn't dazzled by his billions. He wasn't ready for someone real. When Leina Carter, a graceful but bold event planner with a heart full of kindness, crosses paths with Adrian Rykell Blackwood, the richest and most brilliant man in the country-she doesn't melt under his gaze like everyone else. She challenges him. And that makes her unforgettable. Drawn together by a magnetic force neither of them understands, they begin a slow-burning love story woven with loyalty, fire, and quiet strength. But with fame, secrets, and shadows from the past circling them, love isn't always easy. A feel good love story with sparks, twists, and a love so steady, it bends but never breaks.
The ballroom at Velmora Hall shimmered like a dream spun in gold. Crystal chandeliers poured light across marble floors, casting soft halos over glittering gowns and sharp tuxedos. Laughter rippled beneath the soaring ceilings, but no one laughed freely. Not really. This was a charity gala hosted by power and attended by pride.
And above them all, on the mezzanine level, stood the man everyone tried not to look at too obviously-Adrian Rykell Blackwood, the richest and most brilliant man in the country. A man whose mind could build empires and destroy them just as easily.
He wore silence like a weapon. Sharp eyes scanned the room with cold interest. But none of it touched him. Not the smiles, not the praise. He'd seen it all-admiration that was just greed in a tuxedo.
And then... she appeared.
No spotlight followed her. No one gasped. She didn't arrive with fanfare-but she caught his eye instantly.
Leina Carter moved with grace that didn't demand attention but made it impossible to look away. Her dress was simple, elegant, hugging her in all the right ways, yet her beauty didn't need fabric or embellishment. No makeup. No pretense. Just naturally breathtaking-fresh, alive, untouchably real.
She wasn't a guest. He could tell. She was speaking softly into a discreet earpiece, glancing over seating charts and directing staff with calm control. She had that rare aura-refined yet warm, polished but untouched by arrogance. There was something... radiant about her. A kind of effortless serenity. She didn't belong to the world he ruled-and that intrigued him more than he wanted to admit.
Then came the moment.
A server stumbled. A tray of wine glasses tilted. Adrian leaned forward instinctively.
But Leina moved faster.
She spun, shielding a guest from the falling glasses. The wine splashed across her torso, staining the rich satin of her dress. Gasps followed. Whispers.
Leina didn't flinch.
She tapped her earpiece. "Carmine, clean-up crew to west pillar. Discreet."
No panic. No outrage. Just cool, level-headed grace.
Adrian was already descending the staircase, ditching his drink. He couldn't explain the pull-he never had to explain himself. But tonight, he didn't want to watch. He wanted to be there.
She was patting at the red stain with a cloth someone handed her when he arrived.
"You're soaked," he said, stopping just a step away.
She glanced up, her eyes meeting his-calm, unshaken, completely unimpressed.
"Thank you for pointing that out," she replied mildly.
He blinked. People didn't talk to him like that.
"You're Adrian Blackwood," she said, tone dry but respectful. "I recognize you from somewhere. Probably the financial pages."
"And you are...?"
"Leina Carter. I planned this event." She gave a brief nod. "And I'm still working, so if you'll excuse me-"
"Wait."
She stopped but didn't turn around.
"I'll need a planner for a private event next month. I want you."
She turned then, slowly. "We're booked solid through winter."
"I'll shift the season," he said, half-smiling.
That caught a flicker of amusement in her eyes, but it vanished quickly. "Not everything bends for money, Mr. Blackwood."
Then she walked away-not out of disrespect, but dignity. No flirtation, no performance. Just quiet confidence. Like she lived in her own world and had no interest in his crown.
And Adrian stood there, caught off guard for the first time in years. Every woman he'd met had either tried to impress him or undress for him. This one?
She hadn't even blinked.
And that-that-was what made him decide.
He would know her.
"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.]
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She thought he was the villain. He was only trying to save his soul. Rena lives in a world of sunshine, sweets, and simple dreams. Until one reckless decision drops her into a dark realm of secrets, curses and werewolves. Kidnapped, heartbroken. She doesn't know who to trust anymore especially not Logan, the arrogant, cruel Alpha who's keeping her as a hostage. Until she discovers his dark secret. He's been hearing her thoughts all along. Now the walls between them are crumbling. And when feelings grow where hatred once lived, a curse demands that blood becomes a love that demands sacrifice. But how can she give her heart to the one who might need it to die?
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”
Aria Wilson agrees to her step- sister offers to have a one night stand with an old man interchange for large amounts. It will be use for his brother’s operation. What they don’t know is the man she had sex with is turned out to be Jake Thomson! The most powerful man in Golden City, a multi-billionaire. Her step- sister Ayah, pretended that she is the one he was with that night so she is the on who gained wealth. Aria got pregnant and walked away but after five years she came back and her children…
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."