There was the bed filled with roses, and the room having the scent of vanilla and sweet mixed as an air freshener. He doesn't know what is making him arose more, if is the woman in front of him, or everything about the room. Cherish was the blessing his ever dreamed. It may not be love at first sight to Cherish, but he conquered her with his masculine abilities. Though a mafia king, who force's everything. THIS BOOK IS FRICTIONAL
Cherish's trip to Bora Bora, French Polynesia, in the South Pacific, was a dream come true. Here's how she spent a few days in paradise. As she sat up in bed, the noise from the street outside filled the air. She watched the daily hustle and bustle of life, lost in thought. On her mind was everything that could make her leave home to find peace - not just because of the noise, but also to have the privacy she deserved. At 19, Cherish had always thought about being alone and leaving her parents to themselves. She felt suffocated by their overprotectiveness.
Just then, a call from Kelly broke the silence. "Hi Cherish, why don't we hang out for a bit?" Cherish agreed and headed to the Shop Tea cafe to meet Kelly. Over tea, Cherish confided in Kelly about her frustrations. "I feel like I'm treated like a child, and my parents make all the decisions for me. I hate being the last child; I never get to make choices without interruptions." Kelly listened attentively. "I know it's tough, but have you talked to your parents about how you feel?" Cherish sighed. "I've tried, but they just don't understand. That's why I've decided to take matters into my own hands. I'm not going to college, and instead, I'll work and save up to travel and take care of myself. My dream is to visit Bora Bora." Kelly's eyes widened. "Wow, Cherish, that sounds amazing! But are you sure your parents will agree to this?" Cherish nodded determinedly. "I'll make sure they do. I want to earn my own money and make my own decisions. Working for myself will give me the satisfaction I deserve." As Cherish returned home to the slums, her mind wandered back to her dreams of independence and adventure.
The bed was filled with roses, and the room was scented with vanilla and a sweet fragrance, reminiscent of air freshener. He couldn't determine what was arousing him more - the woman standing before him or the room's ambiance. Cherish was the blessing he had always dreamed of. Although it may not have been love at first sight for Cherish, he had won her over with his masculine charm. As a mafia king, he was accustomed to forcing his way, but this was different.
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
My boyfriend called, "Baby!" as he jumped out of bed and scrambled to pull his pants off the ground. "Please, I can explain my love." Shutting my eyes, I inhaled deeply and tried not to cry when I realized that my dream of the man not being my boyfriend had been dashed. "What?" I asked, "What do you want to explain?" How did you lie about having a business meeting while you were in bed enjoying yourself with my best friend, even though I told you I was in serious pain, is that it?" I stood there, my heart pounding, and tears streaming down my face...
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."