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A Devil Professor

A Devil Professor

OMG!!!!!!!! It's already 8 am. How could I miss my alarm today, seriously today! This is the day i have been eagerly waiting for. No i guess it's not only me. Almost all the girls in the university have been waiting for this day. You know why? Cause it's Thursday. Yes you are reading right. Just because today is THE THURSDAY! Thrusday means today is the class of my boyfriend. Ha ha just kidding, it's not my boyfriend but obviously the one i want as my husband. And he is Andreas Finley. The Most handsome species till now i have laid my eyes on. He is 28 years old, with a Greek god like perfect face with blue eyes, perfect height of 6.2, having a damn sexy body and with a devil like attitude with a never smiling stern face. There are rumours that he is worse than the devil and his profession as a professor is just to cover up his real business. Still i am not sure but may be it's true cause he takes only one class per week. Oh, how i wish he was only mine even though he is a devil or what not but it's not possible in this life time since there is a rumor that he is already married. So, what if he is already married, i can still have a good look at him without paying any tax. All the girls in university drool over him. I guess his wife is really the lucky one. If only i was his wife, Carsyn Andreas Finley, how pleasing it sounds to my ears! . ..... Oh no i am already late, i guess i am not going to get a seat in the first row. Oh god please make leo take the seat in first row. Leo, he is my best friend. That nerd boy alway comes first but if he is not going to get a seat in the first row, I'll surely kill him and then go to prison. **** Author This is going to be interesting. Will Carsyn davis be able to get the attention and love from the devil professor Andreas finley? If yes, how? And how will the devil react to carsyn's love? Will he love her? If yes , what about his wife? Has Andreas noticed her until now? if not how will things proceed from here?
The Ruthless Lawyer's Secret Baby Girl

The Ruthless Lawyer's Secret Baby Girl

I walked into the Manhattan law firm hoping for a lifeline to save me from a crumbling life, but I walked straight into a nightmare. The man sitting at the head of the mahogany table was Carlisle Bradford—the brilliant, ruthless attorney I had left six years ago, and the man I had spent every day since trying to forget. He didn't just recognize me; he took over my custody case with a chilling, predatory focus. He looked at my worn-out coat and my empty bank account with nothing but naked contempt, openly telling me he was only here to watch me lose everything, including my daughter, Clementine. I was trapped. He was the only one with the power to help, but he was also the one person who wanted to see me destroyed, believing I had traded our love for a billionaire’s fortune. The terror peaked when I realized the truth: Clementine has his eyes, his jawline, and the same stubborn spirit he once had. If he looks at her long enough, he won't just see a client's child—he'll see the secret I’ve been hiding for six years. I thought I could fire him and vanish, but after he found me drugged and vulnerable in his own hotel suite, the lines between lawyer and enemy blurred into something far more dangerous. I’m standing in his office now, ready to fight, but as he vows to destroy my husband and protect what he calls 'his,' I realize I’m no longer just running from a divorce. I’m running from the man who is about to discover he’s a father.
Billionaira Bargain

Billionaira Bargain

For Emma Montgomery, life as the pampered daughter of Manhattan's elite carried the weight of impossible expectations. Groomed from birth to lead her family's corporate dynasty, genuine love seemed an elusive dream amid the superficial trappings of wealth. That is, until a shocking proposal opened doors to an unexpected future. When her father arranges for Emma to enter a marriage contract with James Reynolds, the charismatic heir to a powerful political family, she sees it as an escape from her turbulent past. But neither Emma nor James could foresee the firestorm of passion and betrayal that would be sparked by their convenient union. As the one-year countdown on their sham marriage begins, Emma finds herself falling for James's unexpected depths and charm. But James has his own demons - bound by duty to fulfill his father's Machiavellian ambitions while his own heart belongs to another. As cordial pretenses melt into smoldering intimacy, their worlds collide in a maelstrom of corporate greed, political ambition, and star-crossed desire. In this sumptuous tale of love among New York's upper echelons, Emma and James become delicious pawns in a high-stakes game they never imagined playing. With every blistering secret revealed, every heart-wrenching choice posed, they must decide whether to surrender to the inescapable lure of power and privilege, or burn it all to the ground for a love too intoxicating to deny.
Trapped By The Obsessive Billionaire

Trapped By The Obsessive Billionaire

I am a rising star lawyer, and I just made the biggest mistake of my life by having a drunken one-night stand with a handsome stranger. The next morning, the exact same man walked into my firm's conference room. He was Creed Scott, the notoriously powerful billionaire CEO of the corporation my client was currently suing. He smiled coldly and demanded I drop the case to erase our little "mistake." When I refused to betray my ethics, he went over my head. With a single phone call, he crushed my hard work and got me stripped of the case. But that was just the beginning of the nightmare. He began stalking me everywhere. He waited in the dark outside my apartment to forcefully kiss me. He secretly paid for my dinners with friends and bought out the boutiques I shopped at. He was building a suffocating gilded cage, treating me like a pet whose life was entirely controlled by her owner. Even his rumored wealthy fiancée came to my office to humiliate me, only to be dragged away by her terrified brother. "Stay away from her. She is the only thing Creed Scott has shown an interest in. You're poking a dangerous animal." I was completely terrified and confused. Why was a man who could buy half of Manhattan so obsessively fixated on trapping an ordinary lawyer like me? When his secretary formally summoned me to a massive, entirely empty luxury restaurant he had bought out just for us, I finally stopped running. I put on my black dress like armor, ready to step into the predator's cage and fight back.
Every Vow But One

Every Vow But One

Leo Vance builds things that last. Bridges. Buildings. A quiet, unspoken life with the woman he loves. What he has never been able to build is the courage to name what they are. On the morning of his wedding to botanical illustrator Elara Ashford, Leo stands in a chapel in a suit he cannot bring himself to fully button, and realizes something that stops him cold - he has already been married to her. Not in any courtroom or ceremony, but in every moment that actually counted. The night she held his hand at his mother's funeral and said nothing, because nothing was the right thing to say. The years they ate ramen so he could chase a dream she believed in before he did. The night she stood in the doorway during their worst fight and looked him in the eye and refused to let him run. He has said I do a thousand times in a thousand unspoken ways. So why does saying it out loud feel like the beginning of the end? What Leo doesn't know is that Elara has been sitting with her own impossible question for three weeks - ever since she found a note in his jacket pocket that made her wonder whether the man she is about to marry proposed because he chose her, or because someone told him he was about to lose her. What neither of them knows is that the woman he was secretly engaged to four years ago just walked into the venue. His best man is in love with his bride. His estranged father is standing outside in a rented suit, unable to go in. And the wedding videographer has been filming everything - with two cameras. By the time the officiant asks who gives this woman, nothing about this wedding will have gone according to the blueprint. But then again, the most important things Leo has ever built never did. Every Vow But One is a lux serialized romance about the terrifying distance between loving someone completely and choosing them on purpose and what it can cost when you finally close the gap.
Stupid mistake

Stupid mistake

"Whooo! Let's drink! Ali shouted. Yes, we're in the bar, been here with friends since earlier. Ali's broken; her boyfriend cheated on her. Thought he was handsome, but well, 'Whoo, let's drink!' she exclaimed, taking a swig of her beer. "Listen, Cally, never fall for handsome guys; they're all cheaters," a friend advised, and I just chuckled. "Okay, enough of that," I said. "No! Let's drink more! It hurts so much!" Ali insisted, drawing attention from others in the bar. "Stop them," I instructed Sam. "Hey, easy! I told you, I'm here for you," Tom chimed in. "Eww, Tom, we're just friends," I retorted. "Shut up," he replied. "You're just drunk, gaining confidence," Tom teased. "Well, we graduated; maybe I have a chance now, right, Ali?" Ali scoffed, ignoring him. "Handle them; I need the restroom," I said, feeling a bit dizzy. Hi, I'm Cally, short for Cllane Avarri Joy. Apologies for the length – blame my mom's preference for sophistication. We all graduated with a Business Administration degree; I didn't like the courses for the "smart" ones. I'll just find my engineer, right? We're a group of not-so-responsible friends, as you can see. We enjoy each other's company before facing life individually. My parents scold me due to my friends, fearing they might influence me. They don't know I'm the leader. Annoyingly, I'm constantly compared to my cousin Amanda, the golden child. I washed my face; alcohol works fast. Exiting the bathroom, I couldn't stand seeing couples kissing. "Why can't I find someone good-looking?" I complained. "Hey, Cally!" my friends called. "Later!" I replied, feeling a bit woozy. "Focus, Cally, I need to find someone tonight," Tim said. "Looking for someone?" I asked. "Yeah, and I was hoping to see you," he replied. "So, what do you want?" I quickly retorted. He grinned. "I'll give you the room number; follow me later." "Here we go again. Where's the number?" He handed me 143. "Okay," I said, taking a sip of his beer. "It feels like you're in the mood, huh?" he teased. "You wish," I playfully responded. He left, and I continued drinking. A few hours passed; I was a bit drunk. "Nice!" I muttered, heading towards the rooms. I found the door with the number 143, knocked, and waited. It took a while to open; I was getting sleepy. "Oh, still drinking, Cally?" I muttered to myself, entering the room. "What are you doing!?" someone exclaimed. "Let's sleep," I said, placing my hand on their shoulder. They looked at me, and my vision blurred. I burst into laughter for no apparent reason. "You're really drunk, Cally! Seeing all kinds of handsome people," they remarked.