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Become Your Bestfriend's Wife

Become Your Bestfriend's Wife

"What if I fall in love with you?" Justine Rose Keenstone Flashback "Whooo! Let's get wasted tonight!" I shouted, turning up the music even louder as my body swayed to the beat. I'm at a club right now, and I'm currently DJ-ing because I took over for a while. This is the life I want-no hassles, no problems, and the freedom to do what I want. "Make some noise!" The crowd went wild, and I took a sip of the drink in my glass. "There he is!" I stopped what I was doing when I saw two bouncers pushing their way through the crowd, heading straight for me. They were looking for me because I had snuck in earlier. I'm still a minor and banned from places like this, but I managed to get in by tagging along with some older folks. I got in easily, but they were sharp and kept looking for me. I jumped off the stage to escape and pushed through the crowd, eventually ending up in a VIP room. Without hesitation, I opened the door and saw two people in a compromising position. They both froze, and the man turned to look at me. Fortunately, they were still kissing when I walked in, and he wasn't completely undressed. I don't know what I would have done if they were both naked. "What are you doing here, young lady?" Oh my, what a blessing in disguise. This guy is quite the looker. "Look, I'm just hiding here because someone is chasing me, but I swear I won't bother you if you want to continue what you were doing. Just let me stay here for a bit," I said. The man frowned, and the woman shot him a glare. Well, I don't care! I know she's just one of those women who come here to entertain men. It's obvious she doesn't like me because she's trying to hook up. "You're not supposed to be here," he said. I just shrugged and sat on the sofa. "Relax, Mr. Whoever You Are. I'm just going to sit here for a while," I replied nonchalantly. "Get out," he said coldly, so I raised an eyebrow at him. "Stop being selfish, Mister! I won't do anything if-" I couldn't finish because he interrupted me. "Not you. I'm referring to this lady beside me." I grinned and looked at the girl he had been kissing earlier. "You heard him, miss. He said get out." She looked at me, then turned to him, slowly running her fingers over his muscular chest, trying to seduce him. I swallowed a few times and looked away. Sure, I enjoy spending time in different clubs, but I'm still innocent when it comes to this sort of thing. "Hmm, don't you want to have fun tonight, Kai-" The woman didn't finish her sentence because the man struck her on the head. "D-did you just shoot her?" "Yes! Now, if you want to live longer, then get the hell out of here." He seemed sorry, but he couldn't scare me that easily. "Why would I? I'm not doing anything to you, Mister! So stop threatening me," I said with disgust, looking at the woman's body. "Ha! Feisty. Fine, do whatever you want here. Just don't bother me." I smiled sweetly and nodded at him. And that's how our so-called "friendship" began-when a mafia boss became my best friend because of those bouncers.
Love at first crash

Love at first crash

Synopsis: In the bustling heart of New York City, Ava Reed, an orphan striving to escape poverty, collides—quite literally—with Andrew Harrison, a billionaire convinced his wealth can solve any problem. After a minor car accident, Andrew, seeking to fend off the relentless pursuit of his wealthy family and the scheming Claire Parker, coerces Ava into a contractual relationship as his fake fiancée. Ava, sceptical but desperate for financial stability, agrees, viewing it as a simple business deal. However, her world is shaken when she overhears rumours of Andrew having another girlfriend. Initially indifferent, Ava soon finds herself questioning her feelings. As the charade continues, Ava stumbles upon a devastating secret about Andrew, leaving her at a crossroads: take legal action or follow her heart. This revelation sets off a chain of events that uncovers deeper, darker secrets within the Harrison family, shaking the very foundation of their lives. In a desperate attempt to prove his innocence and win Ava’s heart, Andrew unearths a shocking family secret that ties his past to Ava’s in unexpected ways. As they confront these revelations, their relationship is tested to the limit. The climax of their tumultuous journey leads to a painful but necessary confrontation with their pasts. With many scars and unresolved issues, they find themselves navigating a complex path to love. Claire, once a formidable obstacle, finds her own resolution, allowing Andrew and Ava to finally embrace a future together, stronger and more united than ever before. “Love at First Crash” is a tale of unexpected love, family secrets, and the healing power of love that emerges even in the face of adversity.
MORE NIGHT WITH RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE

MORE NIGHT WITH RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE

We Can't Have The Best of Both Worlds At The Same Time. He is bad, he is ruthless, he makes life hard for me but I keep on coming back. Maybe because I find the warmest touch in the coldest man that I know. And that warmth, consumed me, forever. prologue "F*ck Pey.. You are driving me crazy.." I turned my body around to face him. He is huge and long, no matter what I do, his masculinity doesn't just leave my body. I swung a few more times. His leg muscles stiffened. I can see how it stiffens with every movement I make on top of him. I heard him groaned, he balled his fists even. I know he is close but he is holding it back, he is really that stubborn. even his own happiness has to be canceled even though it's going to be there. "Hey.. I'm coming." He said breathlessly. I immediately moved my body away from him. I faced him on my knees. Chest to chest. I am panting while his eyes were closed. however, I still heard his chest beating. I caressed his handsome face. I only do this whenever he reaches the peak of happiness. The only moment that he wouldn't notice that I am watching him. Adoring his perfect structure. his defined jaw, chiseled nose and his long eyelashes. It's like an angel who came down from heaven. He opened his mouth as he gasped for air. His brown eyes sparkled a little. Yes, the eyes of this stupid are blue. I tweaked his thick hair to get revenge on this animal without him realizing it. I felt the gush of hot thick liquid in my back. I closed my eyes at the amount he released. If one isn't really good, I won't give it to you. but since he introduced me to this game, I couldn't say no. My body betrayed me badly. "Peyton.." He whispered while kissing the side of my ear. "One more." It's still a language. You are really shit Alec Xerxes Valdemar.
Mr. Billionaire, We Have Two Secret Babies

Mr. Billionaire, We Have Two Secret Babies

'What do you want from me?' she finally managed to ask, her voice trembling. Logan's lips curled into a dark smirk. 'Since you were the one who took those photos that damaged my reputation,' he said, his voice dripping with disdain, 'it's only fair that you face the consequences.' Alessia's heart beat wildly as she tried to comprehend the meaning behind Logan's words. Before she could gather her thoughts and ask what kind of punishment he had in mind, Logan's hand clamped down on her jaw, holding her firmly in place. Her eyes widened in shock, her breath caught in her throat. In an instant, Logan lowered his head, capturing her lips with his own in a possessive and demanding kiss. *************** After a fateful night, Alessia awakens to the realisation that she has given her virginity to a stranger. With only a note and a bundle of money as clues, she embarks on a journey of self-discovery and motherhood. Years later, Alessia finds herself navigating the cutthroat world of paparazzi reporting while raising her genius son, Milo. Her quest for a scandalous scoop leads her to the enigmatic billionaire CEO, Logan Wilde, whose face bears an uncanny resemblance to her son. As she dives deeper into Logan's world, she can't deny the magnetic attraction between them. Logan, suffering from a haunting secret, feels the same way. Determined to know her, he makes an unexpected proposition. As they explore the complexities of their newfound connection, they discover shocking revelations that bind them together in unimaginable ways. Amidst misunderstandings and prideful clashes, their love is put to the ultimate test. Alessia and Logan each hold a secret that could shatter their fragile bond. Will they find the courage to reveal the truth and embrace the love that fate has brought into their lives? Or will Logan's unexpected encounter with a woman long presumed dead threaten to tear them apart once and for all?
Broken Ties, Shattered Dreams

Broken Ties, Shattered Dreams

For eighteen years, the Miller mansion was my sanctuary, a gilded cage built with the love of my adoptive father, Richard, and my brother, Ethan. My top-floor studio, overlooking the city, was my universe, filled with their unwavering support for my art and their endless affection. Then Tiffany arrived, Richard' s biological daughter, a ghost from his past. I welcomed her, eager for a sister, but the dream shattered almost overnight. One night, Richard gave me a beautiful, antique paintbrush-a cherished gift. But a single, perfectly timed tear from Tiffany, a trembling voice whispering about her deceased mother, instantly shifted the narrative. Suddenly, I was the villain, my joy overshadowed by her fabricated grief. Richard took the brush back, Ethan consoled her, and I was left with a cold, heavy stone in my chest. This was just the beginning. Soon, the Miller Corporation faced ruin, and I, their beloved adopted daughter, became a commodity. My family, the men who had once adored me, arranged my marriage to a stranger to save their empire. They saw a necessary sacrifice, not a heartbroken daughter. When I fled to my Uncle David, he offered escape, a life devoted to my art. But I believed it was my last act of loyalty to the family I once loved. That night, on the grand staircase, Tiffany ensured my "loyalty" came with a price. She faked a stumble, pushed me, and sent me sprawling, my ankle twisting in agony on the marble floor. Richard and Ethan rushed to her side, not mine. "Chloe, what is wrong with you? Your jealousy is going to destroy this family!" Richard roared, his face a mask of cold fury. They saw only Tiffany' s tears, never my pain, my twisted ankle, or the innocent truth. In that moment, something inside me broke for good. The marriage wasn' t a sacrifice anymore. It was an escape, a desperate flight from a family that no longer saw me.
No More Mr. Nice Chef

No More Mr. Nice Chef

My name is Ethan Miller. I put my culinary dreams on hold, carefully crafting gourmet meals for my wife, Izzy, CEO of Aura Organics. My "VP of Culinary Development" title at her company was mostly for show; my real role was to support her vision, a sacrifice I made willingly, fueled by love. One ordinary morning, after painstakingly preparing her lunch, my phone buzzed with an Instagram notification. It was Leo Maxwell, Izzy' s flashy new executive assistant, posting a photo of my lovingly packed meal, captioned, "The perks of working for a queen!" Seconds later, Izzy posted a picture of a greasy pepperoni pizza. "Sometimes a girl just needs some comfort food," she quipped. The cold knot in my stomach tightened into a furious rage. Not only had she given away my carefully made meal, but she preferred cheap junk and flaunted it. My mother-in-law, Eleanor, then called, not to question Izzy, but to berate me for not feeding her properly. When I confronted my wife, she brazenly defended Leo, even as he strutted around wearing an expensive smartwatch she' d bought him as a "perk" - a reward for a "tough day" after I had quite deliberately ruined his shoes. It reached a breaking point when, in a fit of rage, she systematically chipped my cherished collection of culinary knives, the very tools of my passion, all while screaming that I preferred "flipping burgers for her." How could she be so incredibly disrespectful, so blind to my efforts and my pain? What unholy betrayal had taken root in our home, turning my wife into someone so cruel, so dismissive of our shared history and my dreams? Standing there, watching her destroy symbols of our life together, a sudden, sharp decision crystallized in my mind. She wanted comfort food? She wanted to choose a sycophant over her husband? Then she would get an unforgettable taste of consequences. I was done.
High stakes payback: Ex-wife becomes a CEO

High stakes payback: Ex-wife becomes a CEO

"She's back to pay her tormentor in his own coins... She's retribution itself!" After enduring agonizing years of a loveless marriage with the influential billionaire, Damian Brown, Olivia Davidson is abandoned with a broken heart and a divorce paper to sign. The tables turned when Ivan Arthur, a Billionaire and Olivia's Uncle appear just in time to pick his niece at her lowest. Hand in hand, they plan the downfall of the man who had caused her great pain. Life finally seemed like a bed of roses when power was bestowed upon Olivia by her Uncle. She maps and carry out plans after plans to destroy Damian when she unveils a jaw breaking information that shatters her firmly built walls to pieces. Olivia is stuck between forgiving Damian Brown who fell head over heels in love with her after her departure or giving listening ears to her absentee mother who returns shortly after Olivia gains power. In same circumstances, Darian Brown, twin brother to Damian and a hopeless romantic caught the fancy of Rosie, Olivia's best friend. They are like enemies sworn apart but fated to each other. Will Darian eventually reciprocate Rosie's feelings towards him? What happens when Damian comes back for a second chance, seeking for a remedy to the aches of losing his once angelic wife? Will Olivia accept him wholeheartedly after all the pains he put her through, or will she pay Damian back in his own coin?