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My Bestfriend is My Ex-husband
My Bestfriend is My Ex-husband
The Big Boss Obsession
Prologue A test will come in the life of Maureen Reyes, who has to sell herself for her father and brother. He has a job, but he has to work twice as hard to support his two most loved ones who are in the hospital. Hendrick Sandoval is one of the biggest people in the country. And any women are obsessed with him not only because of his money, but because of his muscular body and his charisma. What if their lives cross paths? Who will win this? A woman, even her soul, can be sold for the family. Or the man with money and nothing else to think about but the body of only money women after him. See how their lives unfold..
The Wife 365 Day's
Daemon, where the hell are you going?" I'm leaving this place." Leave? And where the h*ll are going to stay? To your friends who do nothing but hang out at the bar, girl? Tell me?" I stopped walking and faced it. Then what do you want me to do? Do everything that grandpa says? F*cking no! I had enough ma, I don't want to be subservient to everything he wants. I have my own life, I can choose and decide who ever I want to marry. He doesn't want that." I said frustrated. "I understand. But you know your grandfather, when he wants... that will be followed. So, please don't make it hard for you, for us." It said calmly. I was shaken. "No! If I had a woman to marry, it would be the woman I love. No one else." "God! Daemon... then present him to your grandfather to finish this. Because I'm tired of hearing his sermon." mom Fine---" Make sure you really present something to him. You know what your grandfather can do. You like it or not, you're gonna marry the girl he chooses for you." Threatening it
Taming The Badboy
PROLOGUE I looked around the studio where many of my fans were also watching. I am currently being asked by the host of TV ZR Channel or rather they are interviewing me. They had a lot of questions that I answered well and correctly. "Have you no intention of settling down, Ms. Jessel? Haven't you thought about getting married and having a family?" I smiled at the media's question to me. I touched the side of my lips and it seemed that I just returned to the memory...when in those times I was still with the man I loved for almost 16 years and until now he is still the one that beats my heart. But that memory is only in the past. You can go back but you will never feel the good feeling while you are still with the only man you have loved in your whole life. All you can do is bring back memories that only your mind can do. "For now... I haven't thought about that yet... I'm focusing on my career right now but if I can find a man who I'm sure I'll be happy with, you'll know. .. I won't be ashamed to introduce him to all of you," I answered with a smile and they couldn't help but keep it because of the excitement of what I said. "If that's the case, Ms. Jessel. You haven't experienced love yet? What is love for you?" he asked me again. "Hmm... I've fallen in love once... With the right person but the only thing that wasn't right was the time. You have true love... but it's still inevitable that you end up in a complicated relationship. So, it's also true saying that love is not rushed and you should wait for that right time, so you don't get hurt... Because sometimes love seems like a blink of an eye. At first you will feel that love but in just a blink of your eye. He will just disappear... unexpectedly..." "Looks like you're pulling something, Ms. Jessel?" he asked me smiling and I smiled too. "Can you believe that once in my life...I had a happy family with my ex-husband?" I asked and immediately there was a lot of noise around. I seemed to surprise them with the words I uttered. "So... You got married and when was that? And who is that lucky guy, Ms. Jessel?" They have many questions...but I can't answer them one by one. "He's around but it's hard to catch him. He's like a ferocious lion that just one look will make you back away in fear," I answered with a laugh and they were amazed. "You guys like to keep secrets," she said and laughed. I just smiled at her. "But...if your ex-husband is watching at this time... What message would you share for him?" I thought for a moment. I focused on the camera and I thought my ex-husband was also looking at me at this time. "Baby... You didn't make an effort to follow me, coax and ask for my hands again and continue our broken love... But this is all I can tell you... I'll make you miss me. .." I said seriously but I showed everyone my true emotions at this moment. That was the last thing I said and I know they were not satisfied but I didn't answer anymore, they had a few more questions. My bodyguards rushed after me when they saw me walking out of the studio where I was currently being interviewed about things related to my life. I walk tall while wearing my shades. They opened the backseat door. It was only then that I breathed a sigh of relief when the media didn't see me again. I feel like I'm being strangled by the neck because I'm not used to a lot of people. Even this should be my life. "Miss Jessel... Where are we?" "Let's go straight to the hotel. I want to rest now..." I said and sighed. I leaned my back against the headrest and closed my eyes. Two cars followed us and my bodyguards were in them. My secretary is with me in this car. "Ms. Jessel, your Dad sent it," my secretary told me and my eyes widened. I looked at the paper bag she was holding. I took it with a smile from his hands. "Thanks, pretty," I thanked her. That's what I often call the girls I talk to. I can barely remember their names. "Happy birthday, daughter," that's what was written on the paperbag card and my sweet smile broke out again. I'm, 35 years old now... Hmm... I'm too old... When we returned to the hotel, I received a bouquet of red roses. My secretary quickly took it away from me. When I saw the crease on my face. "Who gives this? She's allergic to flowers," my secretary said coldly. I looked at the flower just as my bodyguard was about to throw it away. I love flowers but...my body reacts especially when I smell them. Unfortunately... "Just give it to me," I said, "Wait," I stopped while covering my nose with the back of my hand, "Please, don't throw it away. It's too bad," I added. She is still beautiful. I held my chest as it tightened. I think I inhaled too much of the smell of flowers. I also started coughing and I know my nose is red. I can feel its itching. "What's going on here?" I stopped coughing when I heard that cold, baritone voice. My heart beat faster and the hair on my body started to stand up. "Sir Eryx..." I slowly turned to the man who approached us. I first looked at her beloved black leather shoes and knew that they were really branded. Her dark blue slacks are second to her long legs that almost fit. Up on his body is a dark blue coat and inside that is his white longsleeve, black necktie around his neck. It seemed like something hit my chest with the force of its beating and I slowly saw his handsome face... His jaw I could already imagine how it tensed up. His smooth cheeks, his sharp nose with long and upward eyes that seemed to absorb you the way he stared at you. There is a coldness in his chocolate eyes and his thick eyebrows that are almost touching because they meet. Her black hair was brushed up. He looks like an angel and he is so perfectly created by God... His face is cold and expressionless... He is also very tall and has a beautiful body. Model type... Our eyes met and I could see the surprise on his face when he saw me... Or maybe I just misread his emotions. But still, I don't see any recognition of me... Or rather, he doesn't recognize me or remember me either. "What's going on here?" he asked again. I winced. Because he avoided looking at me. My nose grew longer because he didn't even look at me for a long time. Really snob even when! But I went over what he was wearing now... What...when did he wear something like that? "Jesse, what happened?" I turned to the man who approached me. I saw Arzeil, my friend in Dubai. He is a handsome man, the son of a rich business tycoon and he is a famous singer throughout Asia. When he saw my condition, he immediately gave me his white handkerchief and I gently reached for it and covered my nose. He even pulled me closer to the waist which didn't surprise me anymore because he often did this to me and I looked at the man in front of me now. Emotionless looking in one direction... Is he looking at us? Especially on my waist and Ayzeil's arm. His face was dark. I don't know why. "Eryx," Arzeil uttered his name. "Arzeil," he also said. "When did you come to the Philippines?" Arzeil asked friendly. They look like they know each other...but I don't have time to watch them and listen to what they are talking about. "Two weeks ago," Eryx answered. I removed Arzeil's arm from my waist because Eryx was glancing there and he looked at me for a moment. "We're going to our suite, Arzeil. Just follow if you want," I said with a smile and looked at the hotel's service screw. He looked scared because I could see the paleness on his face. I approached him and he retreated slightly. I patted his shoulder and he looked at me shyly. "Don't be afraid. You just did your job...and please tell the person who gave me the flower, thank you. I liked it but not my nose," I said with a smile so he wouldn't feel guilty for what happened to me a while ago. Maybe one of his fears is getting fired from his job. That will not happen. Even though he was shy, he smiled at me, "It's true what they say that you are very kind Ms. Jesse." I nodded my head. "Good night," I said as I walked towards the elevator. My bodyguards and my secretary followed me. I have six bodyguards and when we boarded the elevator, four were behind me and my secretary and two were on our side who were in front. But before the elevator door closed, my eyes caught four pairs of eyes looking at me. I gave Arzeil a sweet smile but it also disappeared when I saw the man also looking at me. No emotion... But still I smiled at him. Before the elevator closed for good. I touched the side of my lips and the nervousness in my chest didn't even disappear. I just shook my head and smiled. The man I gave a message to in my interview earlier today I saw again after... how many years? Eleven? Oh, it's almost 12 years...
The Love At First Sight
He pulled my hand so hard that I fell on his body and my lips hit his words. The pain made my forehead hit his forehead so I could feel the pain. I was surprised when he suddenly opened his eyes and we looked at each other. I was so nervous when he suddenly pushed me so hard that I fell on the bed. Ouch!" I screamed as my butt hit the floor. The first kiss is gone, I'm still hurt.
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