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On her escape out of an arranged marriage, she had a crazy night with a strange guy... Six years later, she came back from abroad with her twin babies and embarked on the journey of revenge. Her stepmother and sister, whoever had hurt her should pay the price! In the meantime, however, the stranger that night also kept an eye on her and a cat-and-mouse game began. "Mr. Loren, Wilmett is out for a movie with your brother." Loren, "Go get someone to break his leg and throw him out." "Mr. Loren, some guy proposed to Wilmett!" Hearing that, he hurried back home and saw his little woman fiddling with a ring. He pressed her down against the sofa, his hot breath blowing over her ears, "Honey, let's make some more babies."
From morning's first light, the city began its bustling.
At the end of the alley, a strange person was running to a remote neighborhood. It was hot, but she wrapped herself in a cap, a mask, and a scarf, as well as a black coat and sunglasses. It was hard to tell if this person was a man or a woman in such an outfit.
However, judging from the size of the shoes, that should be a woman.
As she walked quickly, she would look behind her from time to time. She seemed unnerved as if she had done something wrong.
It was strange to wear so much in hot weather, so it attracted the attention of many passers-by. To them, it might be someone who committed a crime, maybe a murderer!
She was sweating profusely, and her hair was soaked in sweat and stuck to her forehead. She was gasping for breath. She was holding a folder in her hands. She wanted to reach her destination as soon as possible. Otherwise, she would get a heat stroke!
In the Soper Group.
"Find it out! Find it out even if you have to turn this place upside down!"
Timothy Soper banged on the desk. It was powerful enough to make the water vibrate. The veins on his forehead could be seen clearly when he snapped.
The secretary, who had been standing in front of the table with her head lowered, did not have the nerve to look him in the eye. Apparently, she was shocked by him. She said yes in a broken voice and left.
Timothy took a deep breath. He could feel nothing but anger by then. Now that he was gradually recovered, he found his swollen palm and felt the pain.
There would be an important business meeting today. Before Timothy arrived at the company, he called his secretary, Laura Ward, to get the papers ready. However, after a few minutes, Laura called again and told him that the classified tender was gone!
The tender was the efforts of several companies after days and nights, and the main topic of today's meeting. Timothy was the one to keep it.
But now it was gone!
The others would think that Timothy wanted to take it as his own by saying the papers were missing.
By the time Timothy arrived at the company, several leaders had arrived. They were told the news and showed their understanding. But in fact, they didn't believe it at all.
Timothy did not know what they would think of him, but the documents got lost in his company, and he should take the blame. This was undeniable, and Timothy had nothing to say for himself.
A man stood up, glanced at everyone present, and said, "Mr. Soper, with the papers lost, I think there is no need for this meeting. That's all for now."
He said what was in the others' hearts. After all, the Soper Group was the industry leader. Even if they were angry about it, they had to hide it down.
"This is the last thing we want to see. On behalf of my company, I apologize to you all, and I will make up for this."
There was no expression on Timothy's face, and something cold moved in his eyes. No one noticed that Timothy clenched his fist against the table. One could believe that the table would fall apart if it weren't made of real wood.
When the other people heard what the man said, they nodded their approval. But they didn't believe a word Timothy said. They soon left.
Timothy was now the only one in the big meeting room. He looked a little sad. He could do the tender again, but what about his reputation and dignity?
Timothy had never been more awkward than now! He lost his respect and reputation, and there was a great chance that his company would be affected too.
...
After shutting the door, Dorcas Tame panted as she took off her heavy outfit and paced on the floor in an old-fashioned room, longing for some cool air.
Her clothes had been soaked in sweat. And she was still perspiring heavily after a big mission as if she just came out of the sauna.
She checked the files in the folder to make sure she got what she needed. After all, she had taken a great risk to get it. Then Dorcas sneered and threw the folder on the bed. She walked into the bathroom for a shower.
However, on the other side...
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. Whatās worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldnāt thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesnāt seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that heās different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
Three years ago, the Moore family opposed Charles Moore's choice to marry his beloved woman and selected Scarlett Riley as his bride. Charles didn't love her. In fact, he hated her. Not long after they got married, Scarlett received an offer from her dream university and jumped on it. Three years later, Charles's beloved woman fell terribly ill. In order to fulfill her last wish, he called Scarlett back and presented her with a divorce agreement. Scarlett was deeply hurt by Charles's abrupt decision, but she chose to let him go and agreed to sign the divorce papers. However, Charles seemed to delay the process deliberately, leaving Scarlett confused and frustrated. Now, Scarlett was trapped between the consequences of Charles's indecision. Would she be able to break free from him? Would Charles eventually come to his senses and face his true feelings?
To the public, Arabella was Owen's trusty secretary who catered to all his needs and served as the primary blood donor of his beloved, who was in a coma. Behind closed doors, she was Owen's submissive wife. Arabella was quiet and obedient, and she endured every humiliation without a word of protest. Rumored to be a neat freak, Owen had tossed the last woman who had dared to kiss him into the river. Yet he pinned Arabella against the wall and demanded, "Give me a child, and Iāll let you go!" Arabella pushed him away and flashed him a cold smile. "You are not worthy!"
Rejected by her mate, who had been her long-time crush, Jasmine felt utterly humiliated. Seeking solace, she headed to a party to drown her sorrows. But things took a turn for the worse when her friends issued a cruel dare: kiss a stranger or beg her mate for forgiveness. With no other choice, Jasmine approached a stranger and kissed him, thinking that would be the end of it. However, the stranger unexpectedly wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear, "You're mine!" He growled, his words sending shivers down her spine. And then, he offered her a solution that would change everything...
My family was on the poverty line and had no way to support me in college. I had to work part-time every day just to make ends meet and afford to get into the university. That was when I met herāthe pretty girl in my class that every boy dreamt of asking out. I was well aware she was out of my league. Nevertheless, I mustered all my courage and bravely told her that I had fallen for her. To my surprise, she agreed to be my girlfriend. With the sweetest smile I had ever seen, she told me that she wanted my first gift for her to be the latest and top-of-the-line iPhone. I worked like a dog and even did my classmatesā laundry to save up. My hard work eventually paid off after a month. I finally got to buy what she wanted. But as I was wrapping my gift, I saw her in the dressing room, making out with the captain of the basketball team. She then heartlessly made fun of my inadequacy and made a fool out of me. To make things worse, the guy whom she cheated on me with even punched me in the face. Desperation washed over me, but there was nothing I could do but lie on the floor as they trampled on my feelings. But then, my father called me out of the blue, and my life turned upside down. It turned out that I was a billionaire's son.
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.