Emma thought she had escaped the city that broke her, but when her family’s business teeters on the brink of bankruptcy, she is pulled back into the orbit of the one person she vowed never to see again. Zane Mendoza. Now the heir to a billion-dollar fintech empire and the boss of a secret mafia dynasty where Emma’s parents work as underdogs, Zane holds all the cards. For years, he had been searching for Emma, who had disappeared without a trace after their divorce. When Zane discovers that Emma is the daughter of the family who now owes him everything, he makes a ruthless proposition. An arranged marriage. In exchange, he will wipe away her family’s crushing debts. Desperate to save her parents, Emma agrees to Zane’s conditions but negotiates a deal of her own. Their marriage will last one year, and if she is not happy in the marriage, she will leave. Zane agrees, but with a twist. If she falls for him again before the year is up, she will remain his forever. But Zane doesn’t just want Emma as his wife. He wants her in every way. His obsession with her runs deeper than she realizes, and he is ready to eliminate anyone just to have her forever. With a jealous best friend that wants to take everything she loves, an ex boyfriend who wants her back, betrayal lurking at every corner, a secret daughter that Zane doesn’t know is his, and a love that refuses to die, Emma must navigate this web of lies and emotions. Can she resist Zane’s magnetic pull, or will she be caught up in his game for good?
Lihat lebih banyakEmmaDetermined to boost my dessert bar’s popularity, I decided to try a marketing tip I had seen on the internet the next day. First, I created an Instagram account and started posting pictures of our desserts. They were pictures of beautifully plated pastries, creamy cheesecakes, and chocolate-drizzled delights. To make things more fun and engaging, Eleanor and I took a few selfies, making goofy, silly, and cute faces while holding some of the desserts.Under each post, we added hashtags to increase visibility. #SweetIndulgence #BestDessertsInTown #MadeWithLove #FreeTastingTodayThen, to attract foot traffic, we printed out colorful flyers and planned to distribute them to passersby, inviting them in for a free tasting in the bar. From what I had read, my launch event had been a grand affair, mostly catering to elites. But I wanted to make sure everyday people —the kind who might become my most loyal customers— also got to experience my desserts.So, while I waited inside, hopin
EmmaOh my God.Walking in on Asher and Rachel in such an intimate position was the last thing I ever expected to see tonight. Or ever.I had accepted Asher’s invitation not just because we had made up, but because I needed a break from Zane’s jealousy and the cold treatment he had been giving me since the charity event.Only to walk in on this.“Emma.” Asher called my name, his voice heavy with shock. He quickly pushed Rachel away and fumbled to fasten his belt as he shoved his cock back into his trousers.Rachel’s head snapped toward me, her face frozen in surprise and her lips slightly parted.“I… um…” I stammered, struggling to decide how to react. Asher wasn’t my boyfriend anymore, neither was he my husband. So, I had no right to be upset. But seeing my best friend on her knees with her mouth around his cock, giving him one hungry blow job was impossible to wipe off my memories. And somehow, it upset me slightly, no matter how I tried to deny it. Forcing a small smile, I clear
AsherI placed the last plate on the kitchen table, stepping back to admire the meal I had just finished preparing. The spicy aroma filling the air, caused a small smile to cross my lips. I was still wearing my suit trousers, but my shirt and jacket had been discarded the moment I got home. Although I was quite a good cook, I never really enjoyed it. But tonight was special.Emma was coming over for dinner.I had texted her last night, inviting her over after she left the charity event with Zane. Surprisingly, she had agreed. I bit down on my lower lip as I smiled again, shaking my head at myself. It was almost ridiculous how easily she could get to me, how all the anger and heartbreak from the past seemed to fade the moment she lowered her guard and apologized.She had broken me once —shattered me back in Boston. And yet, here I was, chasing after the smallest opportunity to be with her again.I wasn’t the kind of guy to fall in love easily. In fact, before Emma, I had never truly
Zane Asher Domínguez. That fucking bastard.I should kill him. I really should. And then, sendhis head to his father’s billionaire estate as a warning and start a war that had been long overdue.How dare he get so close to my woman? The nerves! Didn’t he know who I was?I was Zane Mendoza! The most ruthless, unforgiving, mafia boss in the entire city. No one dared mess with something that was mine…A sharp nudge to my hand snapped me out of my thoughts.“Psst! Psst!”I turned my head to see Sanchez grinning at me, his curious eyes narrowing as he leaned in.“You good?” he asked.I cleared my throat, shifting in my seat to sit up straighter.We were in the middle of a board meeting, but my mind had been elsewhere —on Emma and Asher.Yesterday, I overheard my chauffeur answering a call from her. When I questioned him, he told me she had called to be picked up from a charity event.A charity event. She had never mentioned anything about a charity event to me. Only thing she told me was
EmmaThe next day, I attended the charity event with Asher. I didn’t tell Zane, knowing exactly how he would react. If he found out, I was certain his controlling ass could try to chain me to the bed so that I wouldn’t go out.So, I told him a small lie —I said I was going to the dessert bar. From there, Asher picked me up, and we arrived at the venue together.As we stepped into the grand ballroom, my eyes were drawn to the crystal chandeliers casting a golden glow over the room. Elegantly dressed guests clinked their champagne glasses as soft violin music played in the background.“You still haven’t told me why you insisted I come with you.” I said, politely declining a glass of wine offered by a passing waiter.Asher smiled, casually shaking hands with a few people. “Because this was the only way I could get some real time with you since you’re so determined to avoid me.”I scoffed, shaking my head. I couldn’t believe I had fallen for his tricks just because I was desperate to save
EmmaAs I sat at the counter of my dessert bar, my fingers tapped absentmindedly against the smooth surface. My mind drifted back to last night.Zane. His firm, sculpted body. Long, eight inches rod. The way he graced me with slow and fast strokes. His lips on my nipples and my pussy.The way he had held me all night after we both came, refusing to let me go. How he had given me another round of good pussy licking and sucking, causing me to cum again and again, before we both got dressed and left the motel.As we checked out of the motel, the way the desk clerk had smiled widely and greeted us was enough to let me know that he had heard all of the noise we had made as we fucked last night. And it had made my face red with embarrassment, eager to leave his presence. After going celebate for almost six years, I couldn’t believe I had given myself to the same man who had made me avoid sex all these while. And I didn’t regret a thing. A small smile crept onto my lips as the memories o
EmmaI barely slept that night. Sharing a room with Zane was bad enough, but sharing a bed? That was torture. And it wasn’t even a king-sized bed —just a medium one that left almost no space between us. Every little movement made our bodies brush against each other, sending unwelcome sparks through me.I gritted my teeth, blaming his broken-down car for this mess. And blaming myself too. If only I had brought my phone, we could’ve called for help…“Can’t sleep?" Zane’s deep voice came from behind me. I was facing away from him, but I could feel his breath warm against my neck. It sent a shiver down my spine and a wild flutter in my heart.I didn’t answer. Instead, I squeezed my eyes shut, pretending to be asleep.Zane let out a low chuckle, then suddenly wrapped his arms around me. My body tensed at once. He pulled me even closer until his waist was pressed against my ass.I swallowed hard and shifted slightly, trying to create some distance, but he just mirrored my movement, refusin
EmmaZane's car pulled up in front of a grand five-star restaurant. Stepping out, he walked around to open my door and I stepped out, holding the hem of my dress as my eyes scanned the elegant building before us.Literally the kind of restaurant only the wealthiest would dine in. After the opening event, Zane had taken me home and made me prepare for his surprise treat. And now, here we were.“Come on.” Zane said, wrapping my arm around his as he led me toward the entrance. “Let’s head in.”He guided me into the restaurant, where two chefs and a man in a sharp suit who was clearly the manager, hurried toward us with welcomi in ng smiles on their faces. “Welcome to Heavenly Bliss, Mr. and Mrs. Mendoza. This way, please.” The manager said, leading us to a table. Once reached our table, Zane pulled out a chair for me before settling into his own. As we sat down, my gaze glanced around the room. At the far end, a musician played a soothing jazz tune that added to the ambiance. Everythi
EmmaThankfully, the accident was just a scratch on the car and didn’t harm us. But I would never forget the horrified, scared look on Zane’s face when it happened. The wide, panicked look in his eyes as he checked me over and asked if I was okay. And even though I insisted I wasn’t hurt, he still rushed me to the hospital. Once it was confirmed I was fine, Zane brought me back to the mansion. After that, I didn’t see him again.The only information I got from his assistant was that he had left for an urgent business trip. As much as I tried to believe it, I couldn’t shake the feeling that he was running away from me and from his own head. It made me feel bad for him but I didn’t try to reach out, just incase I said or did something that would worsen his feelings.Instead, I tried to focus all my attention on the grand opening of my dessert bar. Before he left, he had his assistant hand me some documents. They were the ownership papers for the building for the dessert bar, along w
Emma“Do you, Emma Ramirez, take Zane Mendoza as your lawfully wedded husband?” As the words sliced through the stillness of the chapel, my lips parted, but no sound came. I stood there, frozen, feeling the weight of my wedding dress suffocating me as my heart beat wildly in my chest. How the hell had I ended up here again? My gaze drifted to the man standing before me, tall and commanding in his custom black suit. Zane Mendoza. The man who once held my heart in the palm of his hand only to crush it five years ago. His dark, cold eyes bored into mine. He looked as infuriatingly handsome as ever with a sharp jawline, perfectly tousled dark wilt cut hair, and lips that had once whispered promises I was naive enough to believe. I couldn’t decide what was worse —the fact that I was marrying the same man who had handed me a divorce paper five years ago or the fact that he knew exactly how trapped I felt and seemed to be enjoying it. Back to the first time I had stood across from Z...
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