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Getting married to an old man when Athina Papageorgiou clocked eighteen isn't what she planned for, on the day of her wedding she ran away from home. Establishing a business which soared isn't what she expected but she accepted with a good fate, coming back from her business trip she met him Colton Martakis. The mistake she made was believing she would get married to an old man, what she never knew was that the old man actually came to take her off for his nephew, Colton Martakis. ★★★★‡‡★★★★ Colton knows what belongs to him and was ready to go for it, he was angry that she would leave him stranded at the altar, he would go to any length to have her as his. Even after seven years of searching for her, he never gave up, only that the timing was a little bit late.
HOLIDAY OVER
***AUTHORESS POV***
It's been two weeks since Athina, the owner of Pepper Eatery went off to Dubai, for a break.
She had wanted to clear her mind from work, after all as a female, it isn't easy being the Chairman of a well renowned eatery, as the case maybe or rather, chairwoman.
And that two weeks, elapses today, sulking over the fact that she has to come back and take up her responsibilities.
She loves her job, but seems like she hasn't gotten someone so competent to run it smoothly, apart from the fact that her personal assistant is doing her very best.
She knows handling the job of both personal assistant and CEO, could be so tiresome, as disheartening as it may be, she can't put the poor girl into so much stress.
****ATHINAS' POV***
The blaring sound of my alarm, which is so high pitched woke me up from my slumberous state. I looked up to my mirror, just to find out that my saliva was drizzling down my mouth to my cheek.
I was oblivious to the male body laying next to me, I was about pulling the bedsheet from my body, when I noticed a solid male snoring quietly.
I remembered, yes, that's the stripper, or will rather say the call boy from last night.
Damn!!!, I was mad that he was still around, none of the men I sleep with, forgets to leave my house before I am up.
I tugged at him roughly, he wasn't moving, too heavy for me, guess I know what to do.
I brought the alarm clock, and set it back to 8am, whereas the time was 7:58am, I had in mind that when it starts ringing am going to put it on top of his ear, since he was laying by his side.
Perfect plan, I waited, once it was 8am, the alarm took off with it's blaring sound, it was on his ear though.
He woke up with a startled surprise, I mean who won't, when I am awake it's so disturbing, I wondered how it would have been for him that was sleeping.
He woke up with a hard on, the first place he looked at was under the bedsheet that was covering him, after looking under the bedsheet, he came up to look at my face.
"Hey what's that, look into my face, I am going to have my shower and when am back, I don't want to see you on this fucking bed", he didn't budge from the bed.
I turned front, headed to the bathroom, with a sideways glance, I checked to see if he had stood up already, he wasn't standing up.
I rapidly turned back to shout at him, only to see him on his feet, wait!!!, he was pointing at his penis.
"What's that for, mister, I gave an order and I expect it to be done..."
"Shhhh!!, Madam, this is not your office or place of work, where you order people around, let's go back to the bed and finish this", he said stroking his penis.
I thought he was just joking, no, he was damn serious, I was going to ignore him.
I started walking towards the bathroom when he held my hands, he lifted me up and swung me over his shoulders.
I kept yelling at him," keep me down you motherfucker, what are you trying to do, do you want to fucking rape me?, Am definitely going to call the cops on you", I said.
With a loud thud, he dropped me on the bed, licked his lips, and grinned evily.
"Why do all men like taking me hard, even without my permission, gawd please don't tell me am about to get raped", I thought.
He dragged my legs apart, chuckled harshly and tried nudging my thighs apart.
Now this is rape, I thought he was all joking, maybe something to make me scared, or trying to prank me.
Yesterday night we had met in the club, we were flirting with each other, at a point he had said something about him going to rape me.
I had laughed it off, I felt he only said that, due to the fact that he had drunk himself to stupor.
Now it came hitting down on me, that rather he wasn't the person drunk but me.
"I have to escape", I thought. I remembered the flower vase on the table, yes, I am definitely going to use it, even if it implies, I kill him.
He wasn't even interested in what I was doing he was only interested in getting into me.
I took the flower vase which was on the table close to the bed, I was about raising it to his head, when his head sprang up.
He noticed what I was about doing, he snatched it from my hands and opted to throw it far away from the bed.
My instincts took over, I used my knee to hit him on his crotch, he fell off from the bed immediately.
I thought that was enough until I saw him trying to stand up, he looked at me and back to the flower vase.
My mind quickly interpreted his message, I was determined on reaching the flower vase before him.
I ran immediately to the flower vase before he got there, I aimed at his shoulders, I knew if I should aim for his head, he definitely won't survive it.
I grabbed it, turned my back and threw it right at him.
I smiled smugly,"oh my!!", I exclaimed. The fall wasn't on his shoulders rather at his forehead, I quickly dialed the hotel number. With just a dial, they picked up.
"Emergency please, room 432, someone is trying to rape me", I called, knowing if i don't tell them before they find out, they would label me a murderer.
It wasn't up to 10minutes, I saw the hotel emergency workers saunter themselves into my room.
"Madam, please what happened here", they asked in their rich and deep Dubai accent.
"We slept over last night, I woke up this morning to find him taking in some enhancers, I didn't say anything.
I was about going in to bath, as my flight takes off today, when this man dragged me over to the bed, and tried forcing himself on me.
I tried pleading with him to stop, but it seemed like the enhancer had gotten the best of him.
There was nothing I could do to stop him, I was trying to stop him, but he didn't even consider me.
He had threatened me, that if I keep shouting and making noise, he's going to kill me.
I had chosen life first, but after some seconds, I remembered the impact of how this was going to affect me, both psychologically and emotionally.
I was left with no options other than to use the flower vase on him, though I had never planned on using the vase on his head, I had aimed for his shoulders", I said.
"Nevermind madam, it wasn't your fault, whereas, we see incidents like this occur, almost every month, and it was just your instincts that took over", one of the emergency managers said.
A surge of relief passed through me, that they believed all I said without a single doubt. It's not like I lied, at least just ten percent of what I said were lies.
They carried him off to God knows where, I just hurriedly took my bath.
"I get to start going, my flight would take off in the next four hours", I mumbled to myself.
"Oops am damn late, two hours more, and I don't know how long it would take the Uber to reach the airport", I muttered to myself.
I went down the stairs with one of the hoteliers carrying my luggages, I checked out from the hotel with clean hands.
I went out of the hotel, "ohhh right on time", the Uber I had ordered was there already, there was no need for any explanations.
He knows where I am going to, to the airport, yeah.
BOOK TWO - His Immense Desires Rashid Zadir, a billionaire CEO and the heir to the throne of Al Zayed, the ever ruthless and possessive Prince. He knows what belongs to him, and yes... Janelle Parker belongs to him. Rashid would make sure he doesn't only take her as his, but break religion to make sure, she sticks to him forever. Rashid suffers untold loathe from his mother and younger brother, they detest him so much, with reasons best known to them Will their marriage be their doom, with both families standing in between their hallway of happy ever after? How mentally and physically strong is he to make sure his marriage and his birthright, doesn't go down the lane?
Cassandra Cortez, a well known Psychologist and Counselor is hired by Ellie Santiago, the future bride to a very ruthless Mafia, Don Roderigo De Alva to counsel her on her upcoming wedding with Roderigo. After she had found out that she was going to meet Don Roderigo De Alva, she took an oath that she would make sure his marriage plans never works out and what baffled her most is the fact that his future bride is only but eighteen years. She also swore to expose his real identity to the world. Don Roderigo De Alva, the number one most ruthless and deadliest Mafia in the whole continent of Europe, but to the world, he's the sweetheart of all, a wealthy Philanthropist and a multi-billonaire who has received countless awards of building orphanages and schools for the poor, and setting up rehabilitation foundations for the younger ones. He makes the world believe he has a very good heart, but Cassandra Cortez would never buy into it. Seeing her in his family house, fuels up emotions he has been trying so hard to let go of, that of hatred, pure loathe mixed with lust, desires and erotic passion. Cassandra's plan of disrupting their marriage got accomplished, but Roderigo knowing she has a hand in it, won't let her go Scot free. She either chooses to talk some sense into Ellie Santiago or she stands in as his bride, her plans of running away gets thwarted. Don Roderigo won't ever think of being left at the altar, he thought about his reputation and what the media would say, he would do anything even if it means getting Cassandra Cortez kidnapped and forced into the marriage with an evidence of a signed contract.
Just when Maria thought being a CEO was that easy, it turns out so wrong when she began going bankrupt. So strong willed that she decides to struggle to make sure her business doesn't flop. After going to the wedding of her Best friend, she meets one of the MARTAKIS, who she's so sure would bring her to her doom. Giannis Reid Martakis, strong willed, cold and inhumane in nature who is ever ready to gamble on everything he comes across, moreso on a defiant young lady who isn't just industrious but a Virgin. Being so strong willed, Will Maria bend so easily to the whims and caprices of this Ruthless Rancher and Gambler?. Copyright © Jane Patricia All Rights Reserved. This book is a sequel to The Billionaire's Forever Desire. Book one needs to be read before this book.
Rashid Zadir, a billionaire CEO and the heir to the throne of Al Zayed, the ever ruthless and possessive Prince. He knows what belongs to him, and yes... Janelle Parker belongs to him. Rashid would make sure he doesn't only take her as his, but break religion to make sure, she sticks to him forever. Rashid suffers untold loathe from his mother and younger brother, they detest him so much, with reasons best known to them Will their marriage be their doom, with both families standing in between their hallway of happy ever after? How mentally and physically strong is he to make sure his marriage and his birthright, doesn't go down the lane? ~~~~~~~~ Khalid always had eyes on Fiona, Rashids' stripper and sex slave, after his bestfriend, Rashid left for Jamaica, he officially claims Fiona as his new sex toy. There had been love between them from the first day she had been auctioned until when an email was sent to Fiona. The outcome has to break her in so many ways, since Khalid has to deny sending it to her. How would their love turn out to be?, Is Khalid ever ready to outgrow his monsters and face the woman he feels for?. Does the secret he has been trying so hard to keep, will it affect the relationship between him and Fiona in a positive way?, Or would she just leave him to dally away in his misery?.
After three years of loveless marriage, Kira was slapped with divorce papers. She has shown him her unrequited love throughout her entire marriage with him, but he decided to turn blind eyes all because of his lover. Distraught and heartbroken, Kira choose to sign the divorce papers with bitter heart. But then and there, she promised herself that when she's back, he will come crawling to her, but she will make him pay for hurting her. Join Kira as she transform to a wealthy heiress and soared as the CEO of a multi-billion-dollar empire, a remarkable healer and make her ex-husband pay!
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
"Carroll Brown is dead! But you have to marry him in your sister's name." My mother said to me in a cold tone. My sister was engaged to the hottest billionaire. It should have been a perfect marriage. Unexpectedly, Carroll was dead in an accident. My sister didn't want to become a widow, so she forced me to marry her dead fiance. And I had no right to refuse her. Actually, I was the biological daughter of the Smith family. My sister was an adoptive one. My sister and I had been swapped at the hospital when we were just born. My parents had already had a deep relationship with her. So they chose to sacrifice me. On the wedding day, I was taken to the mourning hall. "Ma'am, please keep Master company and let him feel warm." The housekeeper said with a cold expression. I couldn't help but look up at the portrait above the coffin, and my heart skipped a beat at this glance. The man in the portrait was more handsome than the superstars in Hollywood. Carroll Brown? My dead husband? Wow, he was really handsome! I didn't know how long had passed when my stomach began to rebel. After one glance at the coffin, I swallowed my saliva and then begged with my fingers crossed. "Mr. Carroll, I'm starving! May I eat your pastries? You don't mind, do you?" "I do." "Ah!" Scared, I broke out in a cold sweat. My legs went limp, and I fell to the ground. I shouted, "Ghost!" Carroll curled his lips, leaned over, and touched the black coffin. "Mr. Carroll has risen from the dead. What do you think of this headline tomorrow?"