She was an orphan, trying hard to make a living. To make matters worse, she suffered from face blindness. One fateful, intoxicated night, her life took a dramatic turn when she slept with a charming stranger, unable to recognize his face. She hurriedly left before he woke up, but to her dismay, a month later, she discovered she was carrying the stranger's child.
Mid-December, it is freezing in New York. The fog rose over the Hudson River, isolating the east and west sides of the river. Many trees in Central Park are bare, and it seems like they are undressing to welcome Christmas.
Winter is Penelope Seinfeld's favorite season. She lingered on the windowsill and looked at the old street. Pigeons fly from her side, and the fallen leaves swirl around her.
Monica walked down the old stairs with groceries and pushed in the door. "Penelope, your pickup car has arrived." She gasped.
"Oh, I see." Penelope lazily answered with her hands on her chin.
Monica clutched her chest and said, "I have never been so close to a luxury car in my life. I don't know whether the people inside saw me..."
Penelope's waist is sore from lying down for so long. She got up and picked up the jacket next to her. She turned and said, "I put the rent on the table. Remember to pay it."
Monica eased herself against the table and asked, "When will you come back?"
"Asher Walker said for a month," Penelope answered as she dressed herself and tied a scarf.
Monica smiled and held out her arm, "Congratulations, you finally have the opportunity to go back."
Penelope smiled gently, hugged her, and said, "Although it is not a wise decision, I don't have to pay for the ticket."
She was five years old when she followed her mother to New York. She has not embarked on her homeland for nearly sixteen years.
"Good luck, come back soon." Monica hugged her tightly.
Penelope embraced her and patted her shoulder lightly. "My dear, see you next year."
"See you next year."
Penelope dragged the suitcase away. Monica looked down on the windowsill. Penelope got into the luxury car parked down on the street. The silver logo flashed slightly and slipped into the traffic stream, disappearing at the end of the street.
At Kennedy Airport, before boarding the flight, Penelope made an excuse to get into the cubicle and called Asher.
"Have you seen my uncle, Warren Duncan?" asked Asher hastily.
"No. We are waiting for him." Penelope whispered into the phone and said, "I promise to help you, but only this time. After that, I won't be responsible for the aftermath."
"Okay. Okay. I will never forget what you're doing for me."
"So, when will you come back?" Penelope ignored his answer, instead asking him.
Asher gently replied, "I will finish my work in two months. First, you should help me deal with them. The key is my grandmother. You must convince her that the baby in your stomach is mine."
"Your grandmother...that shouldn't be a problem. But if your family discovers our deceit, will I be driven out?" Penelope asked worriedly. "I have no friends in the UK....."
"Don't worry. If you are driven out, I will help you and promise that you can give birth to your baby safely in New York."
Penelope squinted her long narrow eyes with one hand against the wall of the bathroom and said, "I warn you, if you don't come back on time, my reward will increase by the day."
"No problem!" Rich Asher is very generous.
Penelope nodded with satisfaction. "You can count on your brothers for long-term cooperation."
They work in collusion and are committed to their own purposes.
"My uncle's picture has already been sent to you. You have face blindness, so you have to look at it several times to remember it."
"I know," affirmed Penelope.
"To keep it in mind." Asher kept reminding her.
"Boom-boom-boom!"
There was a knock outside, and Penelope hurriedly hung up.
A lady was standing outside the door and glanced at her with dissatisfaction. Penelope blushed and grinned.
The man who met her is waiting in front of the women's room. When he saw her come out, he immediately said, "Mr. Duncan has arrived. We can board the plane."
Penelope nodded and followed him.
They finally arrive on the first floor. The shuttle bus stopped at the door and was empty. Penelope and the man got on the bus, and it started.
"Just two of us?" Penelope quickly looked at the empty carriage and was surprised.
The man looked at her and nodded.
"What happened to this flight? Can't they sell tickets?" Penelope thought.
The shuttle bus drove for about seven or eight minutes, then stopped. Penelope got out of the car and saw a private plane parked in front of her.
She suddenly felt like, "this makes it all worth it."
Obviously, Asher understated her reward. He even said his parents are working-class. It would be foolish to believe him.
"Miss Seinfeld, this way, please." The tall bodyguard ushered her.
Penelope is a little nervous, "Okay. Thanks."
She walked towards the plane. The stewardess smiled and greeted her with a thirty-degree bow. Penelope hesitated while bending over. "Did I react appropriately?" She wondered.
There are five or six men in suits in the cabin. They sat together with documents and pens in their hands, and it seemed that they were in a meeting. A tall man sat on the couch. The table in front of him is full of documents. All of them are obeying his instructions. They seem to have been meeting before Penelope came.
"Which one... is Asher's uncle?" Penelope got confused. She reached for her bag and wanted to take out her cell phone.
A man stood up and asked, "Are you, Miss Seinfeld?"
Penelope nodded and hesitantly asked, "Are you Asher's uncle?"
The man seemed confused for a moment and uttered, "No, I'm not. Mr. Duncan is."
Mr. Duncan... Following his gaze, Penelope saw the man sitting on the sofa. Although she has face blindness, she is more sensitive than a radar to distinguish a handsome guy.
The best way to describe this man in front of her? Well, Penelope charged Asher when he asked her for help, but if she had been asked by this man, Penelope would be willing to help him for free or even pay him!
Warren also noticed her step into the cabin. Penelope is wearing a simple T-shirt and jeans. Her wheat-colored skin looked so healthy. The most impressive is her bright eyes: one looks at them, and you are unconsciously attracted.
In one word: very hot!
A handsome billionaire mistakenly kidnaped a young medical school student, Diana. Threatened with a gun, she must find a way out of this situation. The billionaire recalled that after the accident, he had only gotten hard once, by Diana's touch. “Cure me, or you drop out of college, and your brother's clinic is shut down.” “Your mind causes your impotence. After taking medicine, it may take a year for recovery.” Diana retorted, sneering at him. “I cannot wait for so long! You have to cure me in a month. Otherwise...I will have no choice but to go for my plan B,” Brian threatened Diana instantly, making her recoil.
"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.
What happens when a hook-up gets complicated by a baby? Can she hide the secret from him? Or will he show her how possessive he can be when he learns she's carrying his child? "Seven years ago, I had a one-night stand with my brother's best friend, who also happened to be my lifelong crush. The next day, he vanished leaving me pregnant. Now, I am a single mom raising our son in the same small town. Recently, he returned to attend my brother's wedding and the truth about our son was finally revealed. As he reclaims his place in our lives, the sparks between us reignite. However, danger from his past threatens to shatter our newfound connection. I am torn between my love for him and my fear of getting hurt again, especially now that I have two hearts to protect - our son's and my own."
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”
Joanna was sabotaged by her sister and ended up in a stranger’s bed. Despised by her boyfriend and pressured by her family, she was forced to marry a wealthy scoundrel, Rhys. Rhys’ young adoptive father was the richest man in town, but was also said to be violent. Everyone thought Joanna was doomed, but Owen favored her and condemned her bullies. Joanna secretly loved Owen, but after a night of passion, he began to withdraw from her. Heartbroken, she entertained other men. She was on a date when Owen suddenly barged in. "You said you loved me!" Joanna smirked. "Too late. You’ll have to get in line."
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.