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Rory grasped her fist and tried not to say anything that would result in her losing the job she had come to get. How could he fire that lady based just on her name? He should consider himself fortunate because he is wealthy. He went on to the next person, who stepped out of the way and pushed Rory into her previous place. He firmly gripped his cane. "What is your name?" She couldn't believe she was afraid to respond as well. She took a deep breath and swallowed before speaking. "Rory Anne Spears," She had expected to be insulted but Eren didn't say anything but moved to the next person. He doesn't appear to care about anyone else anymore. He was pulled to her just by her name. He yelled out, "Mr. Lewis! Fire the rest of them," Rory was found by her scent, and he pointed her out with his cane. "As of today, she works for me." ~~~ An arrogant blind rich boy fell in love with his maid from section c also known as lower class. She got pregnant for him and didn't tell him about it. She left the hospital on the day of his operation after she promised she'd stay forever and they'd start a family together. The rich young master regained his sight after his operation. Six years later, he received a new intern and she turned out to be the woman who left him six years ago. He didn't recognize her since he was blind and she already changed everything about herself. What will he do when he finds out that the woman who worked for him now was the same maid he fell in love with and she also turned out to have a six years old daughter who is also his?

Layla Dean—Twenty-Two, Smart, Witty, Sarcastic, Billionaire. Just one obstacle in the path of obtaining what she wants—Aiden Smith. By her definition, He is Satan’s reincarnate. A justifiable verdict after he crushed her best friend’s heart. Layla loathes him. Staying in the same room is nerve-racking. Now, A Million dollars is on the line if they can not work together. Within 60 days, they uncover company secrets. They clash. They struggle. They end up in each’s arms. And they finish their task. If only the tale ended there. It didn’t. How much longer will the resentment continue if they can’t keep their hands off each other? There’s Passion. Sex. Lies. Deception. Tears. All they have left is each other. But of what use is flame if everyone around them puts the fire out?

Raisa had always imagined that her household was a happy one, but an incident where her husband, Arka, turned out to be hiding a big secret behind their household. It started with a contraceptive that Raisa found in her husband's suitcase that led to other suspicions that led her to find out that her husband had been having an affair with their next-door neighbor. Raisa devises a plan to avenge Arka's betrayal and also her affair with Maya. She deliberately let her husband play with fire in their household and made him suffer in the aftermath. On the way to exposing Raisa's husband's lies, the woman reunites with her former boss. A billionaire who is handsome and also concerned with Raisa who is none other than Maya's husband. Will Raisa fall back into the billionaire's arms?

I am a fiery black wolf. And my name is Konstantin, because I'm a guy! Being a female but being born a man is hell in the modern world. Well, I had to get used to it, because I have a goal - to find my father's pack. To achieve it, I am ready to do anything, even a deal with a demon, because the only representative of my race is not going to help me. Fire wolf or snow demon, which one should you trust?

"Adrian, meet my daughter, Lyra. Lyra, my good friend, Adrian."   I stared at the lady in a yellow sunflower dress, her hair up in two buns and her makeup cute and bright, very different from the lady who had gone down on my dick yesterday and sounded so sassy, I thought she produced fire in her body. Yet she was the same person.   "Hi, I'm Lyra."   "Oh, hi, I'm Adrian."   ****   When Lyra is sent to Italy to stay with her dad's best friend, Adrian, after his business goes under in New York, the first thing that comes to mind is genuine concern for her father, but right behind it is the wish to fulfill the fantasies she has had about Adrian since she first met him about a year ago.    Adrian isn't having it easy too on his side as he continues to have a hard time keeping his best friend's daughter out of his mind, but will they really be able to deny the fire that continues to spark between them despite the age difference, taboo involved, and the world of the mafia that Lyra's father desperately wants to keep his daughter away from?

Nathanxiel loves to play with fire, his dominance is one of the reason why all of women that came into his life ended being afraid of him. Until he met the woman that make him feel the unexpected love that he didn't plan at all. What will happen if the woman he love become afraid of him and left him.

BOOK 1: Kidnapping Miss Kidnapper BOOK 2: Miss Kidnapper Has A Secret Blurb She left; she married Ivo, but she has a secret that wants her to just keep it secret no matter what. It’s already Affeya, not Azaylie. She comes back but gets kidnapped again. "Sa subrang saya ko ngayon, sabik na akong isagawa ang plano ko, ang kidnapin siya, akitin at maging akin." -Yrony Delazardo He is ready to play fire to get the person he owns first. He loves her. He wants to protect her, so when she comes back, he kidnaps her again. He seduces her, even though he knows that she is already married. He can play dirty to get her back, even though there’s only 1% to make her his again, but that secret and a lie made everything change.

"W..who are you?" She stuttered, taking backward steps towards the door, heart pounding in her chest. "Well, I can be whoever you want me to be" he drawled, taking little steps till he had her cornered with no way out. "I can be your poison or your antidote. I can be your bane or your comfort. I can even be your nightmare or your dream." With each word, he traced circles on my skin, sending fire through me. "So Kitten, who do you want me to be?" Katarina Richards, a timid second generation finds her world thrown into disarray when she is suddenly informed of her betrothal to the number one business mogul in the state. She cannot fight for her freedom nor can she accept a man she never met so she decides to be brave for once and runs. She runs as far as she can hoping for a fresh start and she finds it. Or so she thinks. She will soon come to realize that she can never outrun her destiny. Or should I say, she can never outrun him? Follow Katarina as she is plunged into a world of lies, betrayal, war, lust, and power. Will she come out of it all with her dream life or will she be pushed into a nightmare?

“Why are you keeping yourself away from me? I know you want me, you want me the same way that I want you. Why are trying to resist me? What are you so afraid of?!” Lucrezia is getting frustrated day by day. She could see it in his eyes that he wants her, she could feel his love with how he worries about her. Why does he keep pushing her away from him? Pietro Carusso is the Don of the Carusso family, the most powerful and richest crime family among the five. As a mafia, he has his own principles; never trust anyone, never get attached to anyone. He built tall walls around his heart to protect himself, but Lucrezia came to his life like a flame, and in this story he is the moth attracted to the flame. The Italian princess is everything he should stir away from, but how could he? She is the fire to his groin. An Italian curse from her mouth is enough to drive him mad. And she curses… a lot. With her beautiful body, cursed eyes and wicked lips. He doesn’t know how long he could hold himself much longer. “I love you and you are mine now. Just let me love you, Don.”

“I will choke you to death till you beg for me to stop but I won’t. I will make you pour out all the water left in your body with my tongue”. In a sudden and tense encounter, I found myself desperately seeking answers from him. But his silence only fueled my frustration. With emotions boiling over, I couldn't contain my anger, clenching my fist as I shot him a piercing look. Undeterred, I pressed on, demanding a response, my annoyance growing palpable. However, his explosive reaction caught me off guard, as he silenced me with a fierce command, his grip on my face sending shivers down my spine. The chilling intensity of his eyes left me paralyzed, consumed by fear. I realized I had provoked a dangerous force, a man exuding an aura of unapproachable defiance. Tears welled up as his grip tightened, and my helplessness only deepened. The emotional storm between us unveiled a side to him that was ruthless and merciless, living up to the ominous title he bore. With a final, venomous word, he tore away a bandage and stormed out, leaving me to grapple with the unsettling encounter that had just unfolded.