Eri Sunville, an intelligent and hardworking female who needs to earn enough for her sister's surgery. She needs any job she can get at any moment and so when she gets the job as a secretary to famous and arrogant multi billionaire, Don Jones, she finds herself having to keep up with his behavior to earn for the surgery. Don Jones, an arrogant yet strikingly handsome CEO who cares about nothing else but the success of his company and will be getting married to his fiancee who has been kept anonymous to stir up the media. --- "Why are you late?" A deep and cold voice called. I had not even noticed the man sitting on the chair in front of the table that lay close to the wall. I stared at him and my goodness, was this how handsome Don Jones was. Nobody told me he was this hot. He had well defined jawlines, a prominent nose and high cheekbones that made me wonder how on earth a man could been so damn gorgeous. He had smooth and straight black hair that fell on his forehead. I only realized I had been staring at his full and perfectly shaped black eyebrows when they furrowed to form a frown. I stared at his eyes and he held my gaze with those devilish dark blue eyes. I froze at his gaze. What was I supposed to say. "I asked you a question." His voice was stern and caused shivers of fear to run down my spine. "I-I," I had no idea what happened to my voice. His glare did no good in calming me down. I clutched on to the handle of my bag so tight. When I finally found my voice, I managed a "I'm sorry sir." I felt it would be better if I kept my head on the floor. "Sorry?" --- What happens when Don Jones asks Eri to become his wife when his fiancee runs away from the wedding at the last minute? Will their marriage only be a thing of contract or will they fall in love in the process...
Daisy is the soft-hearted mother of one with a dark past and an ex husband she's running from. She's spent the past six months building a new life for her and her daughter, trying to blend into the world around them. Her memories are tainted, her delicate heart is shattered, and her innocence took advantage of. She doesn't want to be found, she doesn't want to be recognised, and she certainly isn't interested in falling in love again. Nate has been heartbroken once before, betrayed by those he loves, and secretly desperate to find that one woman who can turn his world upside down for the better. He's practically a billionaire with his own confectionary company, but he still feels like a damaged puzzle with lost pieces. Until he meets her. Her sapphire blue eyes were mesmerizing pulling him in a trance, her petite curvy body was delicious, and that sweet angelic voice was a melody to his ears. Damn he wanted her, and he intended to make sure he did. However, the closer he gets the more he learns about the fragile Daisy, can they both survive a rollercoaster of events, emotions and get their happy ever after?
"Are you afraid? Do I scare you baby girl?" He asked me in a sturdy accent. And all I could do is nod in affirmation, as I lay on the bed trembling under his touch. I just wanted to control my urge to cry. I didn't want him to know he has absolute control over my mind, my fears, and sooner my body as well. "Lovely, you should be afraid of me," he replied with great amusement on his face. With that he started to pull strings of the gown from my shoulder, a violent sob escaped from my mouth, "Pleasee.. Rudra, I don't want this, can you please wait?" I pathetically begged to try my luck. I gasped as he abruptly pressed me deeper in the bed while having tight grasp over my shoulder, "Now you are making me furious and upset, do I need to remind you what happens when you don't obey?" He spoke while nudging his head into my hairs. With that even the tiniest hope was gone, as he pushed the strings of the gown further down, revealing my upper body bare and shivering, and started to kiss my neck very gently and tenderly, but I knew there is no gentleness in this man, it's just a façade. "Do you want me to make love to you MYRA?" He whispered gruffly, staring at me and waiting for my reply while I breathe heavily, unable to open my eyes, he again asked in angrier tone. "I need answers and that answer should be acceptable to me and fcuking open your eyes." "Yes, I want you to make love to me." I whispered accepting the defeat, my voice shook uncontrollably, again pleading him with tears soaked eyes. "Your wish is accepted," he whispered, with that he sealed my lips with his, sealing my fate and life along with him.
He was the boy that no one noticed. He was quiet, bland to the naked eye, a total wallflower who sat on the sidelines and lacked in eye contact with those around him though he had the type of eyes that made you feel like you could drown. He tried his best to blend into the background, but what he didn't know was that he was the only one that caught my eye. He was the most intriguing person I had ever laid eyes on even though he couldn't see me. He couldn't see anything.
I don't really know what I was expecting, and it sure as hell wasn't this. Whatever this is...it's even better than I could have imagined. The mystery, the anonymity, the sense of excitement that has reawakened something in me that I haven't felt in what seems like a lifetime ago. The way his hands caress my body, his fingers gently tracing along my skin; my lips against his neck and hands in his hair, wanting him the way he wants me... I'm learning to love the unexpected... **** Still recovering from the heartbreak of a failed engagement, Kristine reluctantly agrees to a girls night out. A night that is meant for her to let loose and forget about her unsuccessful dating life, leads Kristine to meet a mysterious stranger who brings her body back to life in ways she didn't believe possible. This unexpected intimate encounter leads to much more with a man she knows only as E.
Get out of my house. I don't want to see you ever again slut! Those were the exact words he threw at my face. It had been a year now but I still couldn't forget him. My new born baby got his blue eyes. I just didn't know why he called me a slut. I should had been warned by his coldness towards me the week before we got divorce. I never saw it coming. He was David James Miller. Of course, he could always find another woman to replace me. He always had women on his beck and call before I got married to him. He was my first in everything. He was so happy when he learned that I was still a virgin. I waited for the right time, and it was worth it, with him. He divorced me without any explanation. Then he suddenly appeared and wanted to get back to my life, to our lives.