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✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩Dear Gentle Readers,
Sincere apologies that this isn’t a “chapter”, this author is well aware that you are hoping to see one. You don’t have to worry, “Chapter 6” is scheduled to be published in the morn.
As always, this author immensely grateful for all the support. Here we are, Book 3, it has been a year since the first book was published and yet the number of love, support, and reads are still increasing.
The income that this author has gained from this book (50% minus tax and expenses) has been used to pay for his little sister’s school tuition, his mother’s surgery (only 1 installment left!), and the monthly bills. Apart from being a writer here and earning royalty from his published book “Entwined” by AJ Rosen, this author has three other jobs (1 full time, 1 part time, and 1 volunteer work). His day is indeed busier than other folks but he has hope that one day he could earn money solely from writing (one of his birthday wishes, you see).
Nonetheless, that is not why this chapter is published. This chapter is published to inform you that the first 5 chapters have been made FREE (scusi the capital letters). And the title has been turned to “Taming The Wild CEO Series”.
Having set on writing a series surrounding the refreshingly wicked Summers family, this author plans to include the siblings’s story inside this book so you need not waste any more space of your library and most importantly, no need to get confused trying to find the other books.
This series is dedicated to the gentle readers, wherever you are.
Since this series is for you, the readers, thus this author would like to ask, which one would you like to read first:
1. Clarabelle’s story where she can’t decide between past lover or new lover — Fuck You and All of Your Bullshits
2. Piers’s story — Can’t Remember to Forget You
3. Draven’s story where he slept with a woman who’s been in love with his twin brother — In Bed With The Wrong Brother
4. Ros’s story who have sworn not to get involved with anyone but found himself getting a boner over a lap dance — Once Upon A Lap Dance
5. Maxon’s story where he got caught naked in the kitchen by his part time waitress — Sir, I Think The Chef is Cooking Naked
6. Tiffany’s story where she drunkenly slept and tied the knot in Vegas with Cedric Summers — Viva Lust Vegas
7. Thornton’s story — Can’t Remember to Hate You
Please let this author know by commenting here.
You can also check out the branch out of this family aka the Cromwell (Tiffany’s family) and read Javier’s uncle, Ryker Cromwell, in Taming The Wild Alpha (published and completed here in GoodNovel). You can also read Ella’s half-brother, Nathan’s story, in “Can You Keep a Secret” also available here.
Thank you.
Yours,
A.R.
“There’s no texts or missed calls.” Javier slid his phone into the front pocket of his dark wool pants. He turned to watch his brother walking out of the bathroom with only one single towel wrapped around his waist and another one hung on the back of his neck. Under any normal circumstances, they would’ve had their own room, respecting their own privacy. After all, albeit being brothers, they didn’t necessarily have to share everything with each other. Yet due to the current condition in which Clarabelle was being admitted into the hospital, they’d decided that it would be more practical if they shared a suite. For example, if one of them had received an urgent phone call or text, they could easily wake the other and get to the hospital rather than having to knock on the other room or call the other. Although admittedly, Javier must confess that sharing a room with his younger brother was not as bad as he’d expected it would be. Throughout the night, Draven had kept his words and s
After getting through some more tests and examinations, Doctor Carlisle specifically instructed Clarabelle to get some rest for her well-being and her baby. While she was asleep in her room, the others were having a discreet discussion at the hospital cafeteria. They chose the table at one corner of the cafeteria and bought some tea and coffee. At first, Draven was a bit disappointed with the lack of scones but he eventually settled for a fruit tart. Javier had a cup of black coffee while the rest, Ella and Draven, settled for tea. Javier leaned his back on the chair and exhaled. “Has she told the father?” He looked up and locked his gaze on Draven. “That’s the thing. She doesn’t know which one is the father.” Draven shook his head and let out a small groan as he reached out for his cup of tea and took a small sip. “Oh gosh, I truly hope that I would never be put in that kind of situation.” He looked rather mortified by the prospect. “And to make things worse, the doctor initiall
“Shite.” Draven cussed in the hallway all the way to the doctor’s room. He’d excused himself, buying himself some more time by telling the doctor that he needed to go to the loo. However, that wouldn’t actually give him that much time especially since Draven also didn’t want the doctor to think that he was doing Number 2. Gad, that would even be more embarrassing than the fact that he was scared as hell of facing the doctor and being the person responsible for his young sister. This was even scarier than accompanying Clarabelle to see her OB. “Bollocks!” All of his life, Draven had always been a bitter person, especially when his two older brothers basically had thrown him under the bus over a decade ago which led him to live in exile. This bitterness was one of the reasons why he always carried himself with a bit of liquor and dark humor and most importantly, why he believed he’d be a bad father. It wasn’t that he was an irresponsible person, he simply didn’t care. He lacked the abi
‘Go home. Don’t worry about Clara. I’ll be here. I’ll let you know should anything happen. D. S.’ Draven had been gone for twenty minutes when this text arrived. Despite his younger brother’s attempt to convince him that everything was under control, Javier felt that there was something that his brother wasn’t telling him. He was debating whether he should stay there and get the answer out of Draven or actually listen to his brother’s advice and go home with Ella. “Maybe we should listen to him,” said Ella who glanced at his phone’s screen from beside him as he tilted his phone for her to see. “Clara seems to trust him, Jiev. And I know you want to be here and find out what truly is going on but it might not be a good thing after all.” He turned to his wife. A frown nestled on his forehead as he regarded her with both amusement and curiosity. “What do you mean?” Ella gave a small smile, her hand wrapped on his arm as she led him slowly toward the exit of the cafeteria. “I know s
About three hours later, they were sitting on the floor by the chaise lounge. Ella was resting her head on Javier’s chest while her husband had his back and head leaned on the side of the chaise. His eyes were closed as he gathered more oxygen into his lungs. As always, they’d given their all during their lovemaking. It seemed now that they were married, they didn’t feel the need to hold back. Ella wasn’t as shy as she’d been either. In fact, she got a little more inventive and investigative in finding out what she actually liked. And of course, Javier was more than happy to oblige. His wife’s happiness was his happiness too. Although the last three hours had successfully managed to distract his mind from what had been troubling him for the last twenty four hours, now the thought returned to haunt him again. He’d tried to hide it as best as he could because he didn’t want his wife to worry but it seemed that she could sense it already. “Something is still bothering you,” muttered E
After spending a day with Jess shopping, they went to a small cafe and got themselves some dose of caffeine. Jess was having a vanilla latte and a slice of New York cheesecake whilst Ella settled with a cup of jasmine tea. “I know what you’re doing, you know,” said Jess after they were done dissing the expensive store they’d just gone to. She grabbed the spoon and sliced the cake with it, her eyes were wholly focused on the white, creamy texture. “Mom talked to you and told you that there’s something weird about me so out of a whim, you texted me asking if I want to shop for some makeup — which you know, I couldn’t resist.” Ella hid her smile by taking a sip of her tea. “Okay then.” She placed the cup back on its saucer. “What’s going on? Do you have any problems? Maybe I could help you.” “It’s not fixable,” commented Jees. “I doubt even you could help me. I mean, no one could.” “Every problem may seem like that at first.” “Not this one.” Jess looked Ella squarely in the eye.
While Ella was out and spending some quality time with her half-sister, Jessica, Javier was alone in his library which was connected to his office at home. He had promised a lot of people including his bedridden and unwell little sister that he wouldn’t do anything related to work. As appalling as that was, he attempted to honor his promise. Reading wasn’t actually working so that was what he resided to. After all, knowledge could be obtained through reading including knowledge of business and expansion. It was about four in the afternoon when he finally heard the noise coming out of the front door. He placed a bookmark to mark where he was reading and put the book on the coffee table next to him before walking out through the door. Ella caught him coming out of his office and her eyes narrowed infinitesimally. “Did you forget that you promise your sister that you won’t be working this week?” “Of course not,” Javier objected, closing the door behind him. “I was just reading at the
It was only the morning after that Javier started to receive texts and calls from his brothers. This call in particular was from his younger brother Reed. “I can’t believe you let her sister stay there during your honeymoon, Brother.” Reed let out a small whistling noise. “That must’ve been awkward. I mean, you don’t have the house to yourself now. No more sex, I gather. Or do you somehow manage to get sneaky? While her sister is under the same roof? That’s kinky.” “Remind me to never answer your call, Reed,” replied Javier, refraining from rolling his eyes and knocking some sense into his little brother’s head. “Okay, I’m sorry. That’s too much, I suppose,” said Reed, sounding a little panic. “I want to call and ask you about Clarabelle.” Javier could feel his heart stopped for a moment before beating quicker and quicker every passing second. His hands that were buckling his belt immediately stopped. “What happened to Clarabelle?” He’d just finished taking a shower and was about
“Did you perhaps get some pieces of your memory back?” asked Ella, sounding hopeful. She’d once been in Clarabelle’s position and she knew how frustrating it was not knowing the past, to have a few years stolen from her memory. Although in the end, Ella managed to gain her memories back. Clarabelle cleared her throat for no particular reason other than to delay answering her sister in law question for several seconds. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat. There was no easy way to say this and she knew that keeping this act for so long wouldn’t benefit anyone either yet it was really hard to tell the truth. No one would understand. “Look, Clara,” Ella held my hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. Ella’s eyes were understanding and Clarabelle was suddenly filled with immense guilt. “It’s okay. You don’t have to say anything. We’re just so happy you’re alright. Don’t force yourself to remember, it’ll come eventually. I know this from experience.” Ella’s smile was what broke Clarabelle’s
“Oh, don’t be so sure, Brother,” teased Clara with a wink. She turned to Ella and Damon who were on her left. “You know Ella, and you remember Damon, right?” “Yeah, sure.” Maxon nodded at Damon. “Hey, man.” But when his eyes moved to Ella, he gave her an awkward smile. “Ella.” He wasn’t usually this awkward around females especially one married to his brother. Hell, he wasn’t awkward with Ava, Thornton’s wife — maybe only for a few months after his brother told the family about Ava riding their neighbor Josh on the kitchen counter. Truth be told, the fact that he was slightly awkward with Ella was all his sister’s doing. Before Javier realized his feelings for Ella, Clarabelle had tried to set up a blind date between Ella and Maxon. Furthermore, Max had once said that Ella was hot to Clarabelle, and knowing his sister, she had indeed told Ella. Max didn’t have any feelings or crush on Ella, but still, it would take him a little while to not feel awkward. He wasn’t good around people
“Oh, don’t be so sure, Brother,” teased Clara with a wink. She turned to Ella and Damon who were on her left. “You know Ella, and you remember Damon, right?” “Yeah, sure.” Maxon nodded at Damon. “Hey, man.” But when his eyes moved to Ella, he gave her an awkward smile. “Ella.” He wasn’t usually this awkward around females especially one married to his brother. Hell, he wasn’t awkward with Ava, Thornton’s wife — maybe only for a few months after his brother told the family about Ava riding their neighbor Josh on the kitchen counter. Truth be told, the fact that he was slightly awkward with Ella was all his sister’s doing. Before Javier realized his feelings for Ella, Clarabelle had tried to set up a blind date between Ella and Maxon. Furthermore, Max had once said that Ella was hot to Clarabelle, and knowing his sister, she had indeed told Ella. Max didn’t have any feelings or crush on Ella, but still, it would take him a little while to not feel awkward. He wasn’t good around people
“And you’re married,” reminded Ella, shaking her head. “True. But I’m not blind.” “How’re you, um,” he scratched the back of his neck uncomfortably, then cleared his throat before adding a soft and barely a whisper, “Princess.” With three sets of eyes watching him in curiosity mixed with surprise, Macon Summers had a faint blush on his high cheekbones. He cleared his throat one more time and focused his eyes on his little sister. “Sister?” Clarabelle let out a small giggle. “Sorry, guys, I made him call me that because he was the only one who only visited me once since I got admitted in this hospital.” There was a glint of mischief in her green eyes. After all, one of the reasons little sisters were born was to annoy their brothers. It was a birthright as much as it was an assignment. Maxon heaved an exasperated sigh. “I’ve apologized a dozen times, Clara.” He made his way to the empty spot on the right side of her bed. “I’m not going to make the same mistake of asking ‘what else
“Did you perhaps get some pieces of your memory back?” asked Ella, sounding hopeful. She’d once been in Clarabelle’s position and she knew how frustrating it was not knowing the past, to have a few years stolen from her memory. Although in the end, Ella managed to gain her memories back. Clarabelle cleared her throat for no particular reason other than to delay answering her sister in law question for several seconds. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat. There was no easy way to say this and she knew that keeping this act for so long wouldn’t benefit anyone either yet it was really hard to tell the truth. No one would understand. “Look, Clara,” Ella held my hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. Ella’s eyes were understanding and Clarabelle was suddenly filled with immense guilt. “It’s okay. You don’t have to say anything. We’re just so happy you’re alright. Don’t force yourself to remember, it’ll come eventually. I know this from experience.” Ella’s smile was what broke Clarabelle’s l
Dear Gentle Readers, Life has been hectic for this author and he apologizes for making everyone wait on updates. This author also apologizes for the broken chapters with duplicates content. He has informed the editor previously. Since it’s not fixed, this author will double update 2 chapters into 1 on the next one before adjusting the one you have paid. Daily updates will start again in May, so pls be patient. Thank you all sm for your support and love. It has never gone unnoticed. Much love,Yours truly,P.S. this author will only be updating this story for May, Lone Wolf will have to wait until June. It’s very hard to find time these days, unfortunately.
“What about the cake?” Ella eagerly asked as she grabbed an album filled with photos of wedding cakes that she’d asked from the bakery who’d made her wedding cake. “Which one do you want? And how many tiers do you want it to be?” Clarabelle moved the magazine aside so Ella could place the album on her lap. She began checking each cake and reading the label placed next to each photo. “Earl grey sounds lovely,” said Ella, pointing out a cake on the right side of the page. “Or maybe chocolate fudge. That sounds lovely too. We can perhaps have it with white frosting or pale blue to match your dress.” “Darlings.” Damon dramatically sighed. “This is an easy question. You should stick to the most delicious cake in existence. Coffee and cognac. Keep it elegant, keep it tasty.” He stuck his forefinger and thumb together then kissed them like a chef. “No, thank you. I think I’ll stick to my favorite cake. Red velvet,” said Clara with a frown. “I’ve tasted coffee and cognac during Ella’s wed
“Remember that it’s all about you, Darling,” said Damon with an exaggerating wave of his hand that made both Clara and Ella giggle. “You are the center of everything that day. Everything else should be a blur but you should be the only thing that’s crystal clear in everyone’s mind.” Clara shook her head, covering her face with both hands. “Gosh, you’re being way too much.” “It wouldn’t be Dee if he isn’t being too much,” commented Ella with a grin, teasing her best friend. She moved her gaze back to Clara and smiled. “But I have to say that he’s right, Clara. You should be the center of the event. So have you decided on your wedding theme yet?” “You guys are killing me,” said Clarabelle with a loud sigh. She brought her hands down and stared at the wedding magazines on her lap. Even though every girl had a vision of their wedding and how they wanted it to be, Clara had forgotten all about hers when she’d started her company. She’d thought of her company as her baby and that she was
Hélène d’aureville had turned Draven Summers into a softie and he didn’t like it. Not even one bit. “Yes, I am fine, Mum.” He glanced at the door and frowned. Suddenly he felt annoyed that his sister’s boyfriend had not come out of there and it had been more than twenty minutes. “Let me knock on the door.” With determination, he approached the door, and then without even knocking on the door or giving any warning, he swung that door open. “Sister!” Draven greeted the two lovebirds loud enough for the neighboring rooms to hear. “Mum and Dad are here to see you. And of course, your fiancé.” He opened the door wider and held it so both of their parents could walk inside. Much to Draven’s dismay, his sister and her lover weren’t making out. They were at a polite distance. She was on the bed while he was sitting on the chair next to her bed. The atmosphere was different too, it was not as hot and bothered as it had been about half an hour ago. It seemed that they had been having a convers