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Married for his Business

Married for his Business

She walked to him looking awfully angry "you did this right" she yelled "I'll love to know what you are doing in my office, Miss Lorraine" Dylan said trying to be nice this time "You got me fired!" She snarled. "I'm trying to make your life better" he said simply. "Really! I don't have a house again thanks to you" she scowled. He expected her boss to make her come to him but not to send her packing. "I'll be sincere I didn't mean for that to happen I just need you and clearly you need me too" "What part of I won't marry you don't you understand!" she yelled He walked close to her "I really need this contract between us If you want me to get on my knees I will but I'll warn you I'm not a man to beg" "I'm not going to marry you for money" she shook her head. "if not for money would you at least do it for your mom?" He paused "It's going to be a job that will cost you a little lie and would pay you a great deal of money" "What do you know about my mom" she asked, surprised. "I know she doesn't have enough money to live the life she deserves" he replied simply. "And that's not your problem... So stay away from me!" She yelled, one last time before turning around to leave when he stopped her. "but you have to do this" he said, softly this time. "why me? You have a lot of lovers just pick one of them" "I don't want any one of them" he said, sternly. She shrugged her shoulders "I don't care about that" His face that was cool and gentle when she scolded him turned to its normal stern look when she was done. She went ahead and walked to the door and exited the door. As she walked towards the elevator she heard his voice It was so clear and audible because he was the only one talking at this point. He was on the phone, and with the look of it he wasn't sounding   so pleased... ~~~ Dylan Walker is one of New York city's richest business men. He has the reputation of being a ruthless business man, and as hot as he is so is he arrogant, proud and a full time Casanova but not heartless though... His whole business carrier is at stake and the only thing that can save it is something he doesn't see himself doing. Getting married... Dylan turns to Lorraine, who isn't the regular woman he'll go for, she's  beautiful and feisty with a voice men call 1-900 numbers to hear. Dylan offers her ten million dollars for a one-year contract. And there's nothing indecent about this proposal. The money will really help with her family's bills. All Lorraine will need to do is keep her attraction to her new husband to herself and avoid his bed. But Dylan's toe-curling kisses and sexy charm prove too difficult for Lorraine to resist. It was a marriage contract that planned for everything...except falling in love.
Against His Will.

Against His Will.

It's been two years since he has gone to study abroad. I still remember the day when I came to live in this house after my parent's death. I still remember the day when he suddenly bragged inside my room. I was in shocked because of his sudden appearance in my room. He locks the door and started coming near me with a pissed face. I knew that I was in danger by looking at his angry face. I knew that I should run away at this moment and hide somewhere but I can't move my body. Bloody hell, my body is held by the cold gaze of his blue sea-colored eyes. With long steps, he was coming towards me and in flash of seconds, he was in front of me. He grabbed my hair making me look into his eyes, my eyes were close afraid of meeting his cold stare. The next word's from his mouth made my eyes short open. "Who was that man with whom you were laughing and talking Jane. Tell me who the hell he was” listening to his demanding voice shiver ran through my body but I kept my eyes close. “Answer me, Jane who was he,” he shouted in anger causing tears to form in my closed eyes. H-e-he saw me with him. It was the only thought that was running in my brain. I knew I was in danger. Now, what will I do was the biggest questions for me. The memory of that atrocious day still causes a shiver run through my spine. Suddenly someone was pulling my arm taking me out of my thoughts. I found myself standing In front of the airport to receive the devil of my life. Yes, you heard it right.
Mr. Hamilton: Too Late, She's The CEO Now

Mr. Hamilton: Too Late, She's The CEO Now

My five years of blood, sweat, and tears? Gone. My startup, NovaSpark, was dead. But the universe wasn't done with me. A text from my boyfriend, Ethan, read: "We're done." Just like that. Five years of supporting his music, funding his dreams, all for nothing. To add insult to injury, he was already parading a new girlfriend, Chloe, flaunting his sudden "Hamilton inheritance." I had a custom Cartier ring in my purse, getting ready to propose to him that night. Talk about timing. Then I found him, not an hour later, at a high-end lounge, publicly announcing my "tech dream went bust" and sneering, "Look who it is, my desperate stalker." This from the man whose stepfather's gambling debts I quietly managed, whose career I financed. The absolute gall. He thought because he' d stumbled into some inherited wealth, he could rewrite history and label me a gold-digger. How could he? The man I loved, the man I poured my soul into, standing there, dripping in new money, spitting venom and lies. My heart was a shattered mess, reeling from the sheer audacity of his betrayal. But then, as he launched into another tirade, an unexpected ally, Liam, one of my former investors, stepped between us. His quiet authority cut through Ethan's arrogance. And when he took my hand, then softly kissed me, leading me out of that suffocating lounge, I knew something had to change. My next words to him were clear: "Take me to my grandfather' s estate. Arthur Sterling." It was time to stop hiding.
Unveiling His Secrets, Finding Her Strength

Unveiling His Secrets, Finding Her Strength

The plan was simple: surprise my husband, Mark, in our new city after two months apart. Our daughter Lily was buzzing with excitement on the plane, her little legs kicking the seat in front. I imagined his face, the shock turning into a wide grin. But when I opened the door to his temporary apartment with the spare key he' d sent, my world shattered. His "temporary" place looked lived-in, cozy, with two coffee mugs in the sink and a woman' s sweater draped over a chair. Next to a framed photo of Mark and Lily was another-of Mark grinning with a younger woman I didn' t recognize, their arms around each other at a beach sunset. The scent of a perfume that wasn' t mine filled the air. Mark emerged from the bedroom, a towel around his waist, his hair wet. His bright smile was for Lily, before it froze when he saw me. Panic flashed in his eyes, quickly replaced by an overly cheerful "Ava! Lily! What… what are you guys doing here? This is amazing!" He scooped Lily into his arms, avoiding my gaze. He was a good actor, but I wasn't his audience. I had just seen the whole script. I stood frozen, the handle of my luggage digging into my palm. He was a liar. He had called me last night, telling me how much he missed us, how he was working late to build our future. But his texts to "Chloe" revealed a whole other life. Pictures of them cooking in his kitchen, of them on hikes he told me he was too busy to take. He' d spent Lily' s birthday weekend with her at a luxury spa resort, while I thought he was working. He hadn't moved for his job. He moved for her. Then Chloe appeared at the door, letting herself in with a silent beep. Her fingerprint was programmed into his lock. "Hi, Chloe!" Lily chirped, waving. My daughter knew her. Mark' s face turned pasty. "Why?" Chloe asked, shrugging him off, her eyes locked on mine. "I think we should all have dinner together. Get to know each other." The audacity of this woman, inviting me and my child to dinner in my husband' s apartment. It was a power play, a declaration of war. I didn't understand. The man I married was kind, devoted, and honest. The man whose phone I held was a monster, living a double life. How could he do this to us? To Lily? My own mother and his parents sided with him, gaslighting me, telling me I was overreacting, threatening to take Lily. They underestimated me. They thought I was broken. They were wrong.
Jelly Love

Jelly Love

Aitana has a steady hand with nail polish and undeniable talent with a brush. At the prestigious Luna spa, her viral designs have made her one of the most sought-after manicurists among influencers, models, and agency staff. But everything comes crashing down when a furious client accuses her-in front of everyone-of dating her boyfriend. The proof: a social media story with the unmistakable hallmark of her jelly nails. Humiliated and warned by management, Aitana tries to rebuild her image while the real cause of the scandal, Iker-owner of Glow Agency, attractive, addictive, and manipulative-reappears in her life as if nothing had happened. Aitana swears she won't fall for it again. But while she files, buffs, and paints her nails, she begins to hear repeated confessions. Many of her clients, unknowingly, share more than just nail polish and secrets: they've also been with Iker. And there's something else Aitana doesn't dare share. Something that grows in silence. In an environment where everything is leaked, everything is judged, and everything is recorded, keeping a secret could cost you more than your job. Between love scandals, rivalries between promoters, reputations that crumble like battered nails, and decisions that will change her life, Aitana must choose whether to write this story with brilliance... or cut it short before it hurts more. Between nail polish, secrets, and broken hearts... Aitana also has one that beats for two.
Betrayed Heart, Billionaire's Embrace

Betrayed Heart, Billionaire's Embrace

The antiseptic smell of the hospital room wasn't the only thing suffocating Olivia Reed. After a horrific car accident, she found herself trapped, not by her injuries, but by a chilling betrayal. Her fiancé, Ethan Miller, the man she' d loved for years, was having a secret affair with Tiffany Sterling, Olivia' s adoptive sister from the family who had taken her in, only to treat her as an inconvenience. The Sterlings, her birth family, who' d cast her out and now barely tolerated her, doted on Tiffany, their "real" daughter. As Olivia lay injured, Tiffany taunted her with messages and photos, culminating in the cruel reveal that Ethan and Tiffany were having a baby and getting married. The "love" Ethan had shown felt like a well-rehearsed performance, his every word a lie. From a named star he' d promised Olivia, now designated for Tiffany, to the custom-designed wedding bands Olivia herself had created, now gracing Tiffany' s finger. The crushing weight of betrayal, the realization that her entire life was built on a foundation of lies, was almost unbearable. Why had she been so blind? How could they all be so cruel? But just as despair threatened to consume her, a lifeline appeared. Liam Hayes, a tech mogul, offered a marriage of convenience, an escape, a clean break. Olivia wiped away her tears, detached herself from the suffocating past, and rose. She was done being a victim.