Novels by Miss_esendit

JAMESJAMES EXPOSED: CEO DARLING THREATENS MEDIA TO HIDE WIFE`S FORBIDDEN AFFAIR WITH MAFIA KINGPIN. Camilla`s steamy secrets with Ferrara ignite a scandal that could sink more than ships.MONEY, MAFIA, AND MEDIA MANIPULATION: INSIDE JAMES` DESPERATE BID TO KILL CAMILLA`S AFFAIR STORY. America`s Favorite Billionaire Faces Backlash After Allegations of Corruption SurfaceFROM POWER COUPLE TO POWER STRUGGLE. James` mafia showdown and the bribed silence of the KISS editor.BILLIONAIRE`S PR NIGHTMARE: MAFIA AFFAIR, BRIBED JOURNALIST AND JAMES` DARK SIDE REVEALED. Can the people`s darling survive the scandal of the century?I stare at the headlines in the newspapers, my eyes blurry, my eyelids threatening to shut. The crisp newspaper in my hand feels like a time bomb, ready to explode and consume me to ashes: each word is a knife twisting deeper into my gut.How had it come to this?I thought I had it under control. That I could clean up the mess Camilla had dragged me into. I’d been so da

JAMESShe bats her eyelids, sexily, handing me the folders.“Hey, James I was thinking if maybe we could go on a date tonight. You know, like what normal people do.” She smiles, revealing her pearly white teeth.“Vanessa, you know I`m a married man.” I shift under her gaze, her cleavage threatening to be the end of my life. “I can`t.”“Why, what happened to you? Are you okay?”“Fantastic.”She stares at me, biting her pouty red lips. “Look, James, I don`t know what`s wrong with you but if anything is happening in your life you can tell me. You know you can always talk to me.”“Listen, the talking part is the one I don`t want. You might as well return to your office, I`m quite busy today.” I rise from my seat and walk to the door, opening it widely.“James?”“I`m not telling you shit, and I need you out of my office right now,” I say, my voice icy while I open the door for her.“Fine. I was trying to help. You don`t have to be rude to me.”“I don`t remember asking you for any help.” I s

JAMESI watch as she slams the door of her black BMW and rushes to the back door of the house, clutching her heels and a red handbag. Her hair is tied in a messy bun, contrary to the neatly laid ponytail she had when she walked out of the front door of this house this morning. Her cheeks are blushed and the red matted lipstick she had on this morning is ruined. I zoom in to her eyes—smudged mascara, red fiery eyes.She tiptoes into the house before sighing as she opens the fridge for a bottle of water. She drinks the entire bottle as her chest heaves. She takes a box from her bag and pours beef stew into a pot and fried rice into another cooking pot. Camilla pours bleach on the kitchen sink and hastily gets the dishwasher before she changes into grey lounge clothes and walks up the stairs.A text pings on my phone.Hey babe. I just made dinner. Rolling my eyes, I slam my laptop and walk to my office window, looking down at the bustling city beneath me.Are you coming back home today?

LISA`S POV“I know this might be a tough revelation for you, but I hope you handle it gracefully.”I remain silent, and my jaw slacks. Some celebrity media personality gets an accident and twists his leg in my front yard and apparently, he is my father. Just like that? No. No. No. Why does the universe enjoy playing tricks on me?My mother. She has never told me about anything of the sort. She cheated on my dad with a McGregor? No. She could never do anything like that to my dad. She loved him. I saw it. I saw the way he treated her—with love and admiration.The way they talked, spent time together in the warehouse, had long conversations, read each other books, and took long walks in the park across from our house.They never had long arguments or tried to pick up fights with each other. They loved each other, and I saw it. I know. Well, at least I thought so.I look at him and find him staring at me with loving eyes. He rummages into the bag again and brings out a bunch of photos.

LISA`S POV“We have checked his blood sugar levels and his blood pressure. Both are under regulation and he is going to be okay.”The doctor says before walking over to other patients in the other wards. Teresa Grace Hospital is so huge and prestigious. The kind of hospital that only millionaires can afford. I stare at the chandelier that is hanging in the reception room. Magnificent. I yawn, my eyelids begging to shut. I glance at my phone that is about to die and I cannot believe it. It is 6.00 a.m. and have not gotten out of this hospital. All night I spent sitting on this chair waiting for the doctor to get him from the Emergency ward. The receptionist also spent a good amount of time trying to reach McGrath`s family and inform them of the incident. He does not have a wife or children. What? This is insane. Well, they also confirmed that indeed he was Roger McGrath, the billionaire who owns McGrath Media house.When I was in high school I wanted to apply to a scholarship and inte

LISA`S POVI scroll through our latest text messages.A photo of us that James had taken using his phone is the last text message he ever sent to me. We had gone to a museum gala in New York City that day when he took a selfie of us on the balcony of the building. His pearly white teeth shine through the camera. His blue eyes gleaming so bright, happiness plastered on his face, I wonder what happened to us.What happened to our loving relationship that made him want to get rid of me so badly? So bad that he would be willing to throw away what we had built over the years? It pains me so much that he was never willing to fight for us.I am over it. Completely over it. I do not remember the feel of his sultry touch on my skin when we were snugged beneath the sheets during those cold and windy nights.No. The way his warm breath, laced on my skin, his sexy body covered in perspiration, and his blue eyes piercing through my heart while he was eight inches deep inside of me is foreign to