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The Deal With Mr. Amir

The Deal With Mr. Amir

Boss, I need to resign. Please sign my resignation," Akari pleaded. She had been working here for five years, and her boss was like a demon who seemed to harbor a grudge against her. Although she applied to be a secretary, her role often felt more like a personal secretary slash maid, given the endless demands he made of her. Her contract was ending, and she wanted to submit her resignation letter. She had no intention of renewing her contract-she was going home, just as her parents had asked. "My answer is still no, Miss Nakamoto," Amir replied, busy signing documents. "But, Boss, I really need to go home. My mother is sick, and there's no one to take care of her. My contract is ending, please!" Akari said, desperation creeping into her voice. She hoped to get away with it – Akari thought to herself. "I'll give you a one-week leave. No more questions. Get out now," Amir responded, causing Akari's jaw to drop in disbelief. "I swear I'll curse you, you insufferable man," Akari thought angrily. ... "But, Boss, it's only been three days, not even a week! Three days! And now you're calling me back! Wait, whose child is that?" Akari yelled, furious that she was being summoned. "Here. She's been freaking annoying, crying all day, and I need sleep," Amir said, thrusting a crying baby into Akari's arms, leaving her stunned. "Boss, I'm not a nanny!" Akari protested, looking back at the now-silent baby. "Thank God, I'm going to sleep now. You take care of that little demon," Amir said as he flopped onto the bed. "Can I kill this man?" Akari thought as she glared at Amir before turning her gaze to the baby, who was now staring back at her. "Whose child are you?" Akari asked the baby, who just smiled. ... "What do you mean I can't resign until you find a babysitter?" Akari asked, glancing at the sleeping baby in her arms. "Exactly. You're fired as my secretary, and now you're hired as the babysitter," Amir said. Akari's jaw dropped again. "No way, Boss! I'd rather you order me around and treat me like a servant in your company than make me a babysitter. Please, Boss, have some mercy, even though you're always acting like a demon," Akari protested, as Amir raised an eyebrow. "Ah, I mean..." Akari stammered. "Don't worry, I've heard that plenty of times when you gossip with my lazy employees in the pantry," Amir said, causing Akari to gulp nervously. "I have a deal," Amir said. "What deal?" Akari asked. "If I can't find a babysitter for that child, you're free. But if I do, you will be her babysitter forever," Amir said. "Sir, come on..." Akari protested. "I'll give you half a billion after the deal," Amir offered. Akari's eyes sparkled. "Deal!" Akari agreed. "I can finally buy the car of my dreams! This will be easy," she thought to herself. Meanwhile, Amir had his own thoughts running through his head. "This is the only way to keep you with me. I'm a selfish man. Half a billion is just the start. After this, I'll make sure you get even more, plus a bonus," Amir thought, smiling to himself. ... "Akari, please, let me explain!" Amir begged. "No! Get out of here! Go be with your woman! You have no shame!" Akari yelled. "Muuahhhh!" Amir cried out. "She's not my woman, I swear!" Amir tried to explain. "You jerk! I wish I never agreed to anything with you!" Akari shouted. "Please, baby, let me explain, okay?" Amir pleaded. "Get out of here, and don't ever come back!" Akari screamed.
The Rejected Charity Case's Spectacular Billionaire Comeback

The Rejected Charity Case's Spectacular Billionaire Comeback

For ten years, Anya Montgomery lived in the grand Sharp villa not as an adopted daughter, but as a despised charity case. Her nightmare peaked on a freezing rainy day when Veronica Sharp threw her and her broken suitcase out onto the wet asphalt. The reason was simple: Anya refused to be sold off to a forty-year-old man infamous for the mysterious deaths of his previous wives. "Marry Mr. Price, or get out of my house." To make matters worse, Anya discovered her only physical connection to her lost biological mother—an antique butterfly brooch—had been stolen. The Sharps' spoiled daughter, Falon, had pinned it to her designer dress, parading it in front of a billionaire guest as a Sharp family heirloom. When Anya confronted them, Veronica sneered and threw a fifty-thousand-dollar check at her feet. "Take the money, forget the brooch, and disappear from our lives." They mocked her poverty and erased her past, treating her like a stray dog that could be bought and discarded at will. They had no idea that this "worthless" brooch was the beacon that would summon her real family—the ultra-wealthy Montgomery dynasty. Anya calmly tore the check in half, snatched her brooch back from Falon's dress, and walked out into the storm. Hours later, the Sharps were on their knees in a hospital, desperately begging for the country's top neurosurgeon to save their dying patriarch. They didn't know that the brilliant surgeon they were praying to, and the billionaire heiress whose brother was currently bankrupting their company, was the exact same girl they had just thrown into the rain.
His Gilded Lie, Her Golden Revenge

His Gilded Lie, Her Golden Revenge

My life was perfect: a loving husband, a beautiful Charleston home, and a crucial grant to restore a historic house. But my lawyer' s words shattered it all. "There's an issue with the spousal disclosures," he said, pushing a marriage certificate across his desk. It wasn't mine. It was Ethan' s, marrying his assistant, Chloe Vance, five years ago. My seven-year marriage was a lie. Chloe was always there, her presence dismissed by Ethan as "purely professional." I had wanted to believe him. Then I overheard them: Ethan confessing he needed me for "legitimacy" and Chloe for "something vital." The betrayal was colder, more calculated than I imagined. He left me for dead, tortured and disfigured, in a damp basement, after Chloe orchestrated the attack using his men. He even gave her my great-grandmother' s locket-my heritage-as if replacing me, piece by precious piece. How could he? How could the man I loved, my soulmate, be so monstrously manipulative, so blind, so cruel? My body screamed in pain, but my heart felt nothing but an echoing emptiness. My entire existence was a charade, a cruel joke. But as I lay there, broken and discarded, a chilling resolve took root. Amelia Hayes was dead. It was time for Grace Thorne to be born. I would not just survive; I would rise from the ashes and dismantle every last piece of his gilded empire. This was not just revenge; this was rebalancing the scales, permanently.
The Surgeon's Debt: Bound To The Beast

The Surgeon's Debt: Bound To The Beast

I was a surgeon on the most luxurious ship in the world, scrubbing my hands until they were raw to forget the name Ye Jiuting and the past I’d left behind. But at 2:15 AM, Room 404 became my graveyard when a federal agent flatlined on my table, and the world I’d built turned into a nightmare. The nurse handed me a syringe she swore was a standard antibiotic, but the ship’s medical files had been scrubbed to hide a fatal allergy. Before the body was even cold, the widow was screaming murder, and the ship’s foreman, Huston Lyons, was at my throat with a predatory grin. "You killed him, Doctor," Huston sneered, "and on this ship, people like you tend to disappear overboard." When I tried to prove the syringe was clean, Huston’s brutal grip forced the needle into my own arm, injecting me with a lethal stimulant that sent my heart into a violent, scorching frenzy. I fled into the bowels of the ship, my vision warping and my lungs burning, while a ship-wide announcement declared a five-million-dollar bounty on my head. Every desperate gambler and debt-ridden crew member was now hunting me like an animal for a chance at a clean slate. I didn't understand how the digital records could lie or why a routine dose had been replaced with poison. Was I a target, or just a convenient scapegoat for a conspiracy much larger than a single death? Just as the mercenaries were about to drag me to a black site, Clinton Collier, the terrifying "King of the Leviathan," stepped out of the shadows and claimed my life as his own. "She is my Caretaker now," he declared, wrapping a black silk ribbon around my neck to mark me as his exclusive property. I had escaped the gallows only to be collared by a monster, but as I felt his madness recede under my touch, I realized that being his only cure was the most dangerous weapon I possessed.
Her Betrayal, His New Horizon

Her Betrayal, His New Horizon

"I need you to be understanding, Ethan." Chloe' s voice barely registered as she packed, her thumb flying across her phone screen. My girlfriend of three years, who I' d poured my heart and soul, and every penny I earned, into building her company, was leaving. Not for a business trip, but for her ex-boyfriend, Jake. His father had just passed away, and apparently, only Chloe truly understood him. "He needs me," she' d said, as if that explained everything. I sat on the edge of our shared bed, the words like a physical blow. Then came the kicker. "And my dad," she continued, "You know his health is fragile. He needs to see that I'm with a man who is supportive and understanding." This wasn' t just about Jake' s grief; it was a twisted test for me to prove my worth by financing her emotional affair. My money was good enough for her father' s exorbitant medical bills, my time good enough to build her empire, but my feelings? An inconvenience to be suppressed. A cold clarity settled in my gut: it was over. She didn't even say thank you when I handed her all the cash I had and the keys to my car-the car she demanded, along with money for Jake' s "funeral expenses." "I knew you'd understand," she' d said, just before walking out the door, leaving me in the sudden silence of the apartment I paid for, heading to comfort another man. The second the door clicked shut, I moved. Not with anger or hurt, but with a cold, clear purpose. I packed my work, my clothes, everything I owned-leaving behind every trace of her. Then, I canceled every payment to her and her demanding father. "It' s over, Chloe. Don' t come back to the apartment. You are on your own." I blocked her number, her social media. I felt only profound relief. For the first time in a long time, my future was mine.
The Girl Who Loved Two Princes: The Her Before You

The Girl Who Loved Two Princes: The Her Before You

THIS IS BOOK TWO. BOOK ONE, THE GIRL WHO LOVED TWO PRINCES, IS ALSO ON MOBOREADER❤️ Aria Maine is a new queen. She comes to Caines in search of a king consort. With three suitors landing right in her lap, boy oh boy, (oh boy) how does a girl choose? Princess Caroline (CC) Condor is about to marry Lord Bartholomew Arden, a man she's loved since she was eight. But when a mysterious woman from Bart's past shows up, will their love be strong enough to weather the storm? Prince Aaron Condor is committed to keeping the gorgeous Queen Aria Maine from his sister's unusually charmed fiance. No one plays the game better than him. The Casanova of Caines is in for a rude awakening though. He might not remember their past, but she sure as hell does. And she's not about to give up her grudge for the likes of him. After bringing an end to the war between Warlanda and Sartis Est, Prince Troy Pierce finds himself in the middle of a power struggle with his older brother, King Dean Pierce. Troy proposes to Aria in an attempt to unite their nations. It's all well and good to want to charm her, but can he stop being distracted by his former fiancee, Caroline? Lord Bartholomew (Bart) Arden is just trying to do right by his belated friend's sister. He wants to be there for Aria during these trying times, but she's not making it easy for him. Aria has always been something of a flirt, but he's not single anymore. Caught between two feisty women, can he make it to the altar?
The Vampire and His Lover

The Vampire and His Lover

In the shadows of the modern world, where ancient vampires and tormented souls collide, a forbidden love story unfolds. "The Vampire and His Lover" delves into the depths of darkness and the redemptive power of love. Evelyn Montgomery, a young woman scarred by tragedy, stumbles upon an ancient vampire graveyard, unwittingly awakening Vincent, a tormented vampire who had slumbered for centuries. Drawn together by an inexplicable connection, they discover they are soulmates destined to be entwined. As Evelyn and Vincent's bond deepens, they face a world filled with hatred and revenge. Alexander, the vampire who orchestrated Vincent's murder, seeks to unleash his vengeance upon them, using Evelyn as a pawn in his wicked game. With time running out, Vincent must confront his own demons and save the woman he loves. Amidst the backdrop of a modern city, where humans and vampires coexist in secret, their journey takes them through the labyrinthine streets and hidden corners of a vampire world on the brink of chaos. With allies and enemies at every turn, Evelyn and Vincent's love becomes their greatest weapon against the forces that seek to tear them apart. In "The Vampire and His Lover," forgiveness becomes a beacon of hope, and love becomes a powerful force that transcends the boundaries of life and death. Can Vincent overcome his thirst for revenge and embrace forgiveness? Will Evelyn's love be enough to save them both from the darkness that threatens to consume them? Prepare to be spellbound by this hauntingly romantic tale of passion, redemption, and the enduring power of soulmates. In a world where love and hate collide, will love conquer all, or will darkness prevail?