"How do you move your body like this,hmm?", he whispered into my ears, making me shiver. I laughed "Don't tell me you can't handle it". "I wouldn't say that if I were you", he replied Follow me', he said as he led me through the crowd. Amelia, a café worker, goes clubbing after being persuaded by her friend, she had an eventful night with a stranger she couldn't even ask for his name, but couldn't stop invading her thoughts. Their paths crossed at a wrong location and she found out she had fallen in love with the famous Italian mafia boss, which then triggers her hatred for him due to some past events. Will she be able to bring herself to hate him even though she hated who he was? Would she accept her new life after she learns the truth about her family after been lied to for years?
AMELIA
"Arghhh...I'm not wearing this",I said as I shrugged my shoulder looking at how the cloth hugged my body.
"Amelia swan,what exactly do you want" Isabella screamed out frustrated.
"Look around and see the mess you've caused already",she said
I looked round my room and saw how littered my clothes were, I had clothes literally all over my room.
We've been going back and forth for thirty minutes and I still haven't figured out what I wanted to wear.
"It's too tight", I eventually said...looking at my bestfriend Isabella who was sitting on my bed looking at me,no doubt she was pissed already.
After sending me a death glare from where she was...I decided to go with it "fine...I wear it" ,I said
"Amelia,trust me when I say this is it, this is exactly what you need to wear, it's a night club bitch,you have to look good so that you can get laid tonight" she said grabbing my makeup purse and making me sit down right in front of the mirror.
"Just a few touch here and there and we're good to go", she said
"Get laid...Isa really, knowing fully well that Noah isn't coming and I'm never going to have sex with a stranger" I replied
"Noah...Noah..Noah...I forgot",she said as she rolled her eyes
"Did you just...."
I couldn't complete the sentence as I got interrupted by my phone,it was a message from my mum.
**Amelia dear,how are you doing and how has work been, remember if you get tired of working there,you can always come home..I miss you Soo much...Love you**
I smiled as I typed back, **I'm good mum, thanks,love you too...**
I sighed dropping my phone....she hasn't been too comfortable with me coming alone to Los Angeles and she would always message me everytime telling me how I should come home,I'll see a better job and all.
It's been 3 years since I came to Los Angeles but my second year working as a waitress in a café and although the pay wasn't that huge...it had helped me a little. I was able to get an apartment for myself and also I could send money to my mum monthly even though I felt the amount was terribly small.
I was brought back from my thoughts when I heard someone munching on something...I looked back and saw my friend eating the Oreo cookie I bought the previous day,which I forgot to eat.
"Isa...I bought it for a reason, you can't just keep eating everything you see in my house" I muttered
"Last time,I checked you lived alone and guess what girl,anything I see in this house is mine because it's yours", she replied jumping to sit on the bed
"Now...little miss,how about we finish what we started,it's time to get the magic started" ,she said as she directed me to the chair I was sitting on before,the one right in front of the mirror,I settled in and she began prepping my face.
She cleansed and mosturized it and then picked my makeup bag, she deftly applied foundation,concealer and powder which matched my skin color,she added a touch of shimmering shadow,bold eyeliner and mascara to make my eyes pop.
A sweep of blush and a dub of highlighter making my face glow, she then picking the curling wand, creating soft,bouncey curls that cascaded down my back.
"Voilá, my love,you are ready to dazzle the night away",she said moving away from my front, giving me access to look at the mirror.
I gasped as I looked at the mirror,it was a light makeup but it looked so good, I turned back to look at her, "Yes, I know.... that's why I still remain the perfect bestfriend".she said smiling
"I wasn't going to say that but that's also correct", I said
"Now,can we go", she said rolling her eyes.
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We entered the club and the air was alive with the thumping rthym of music and the excited chatter of partygoers.
With a gleam in our eyes,we made out way to the bar and ordered our first round of drink. The night was young and I was eager to have fun and escape the stresses of daily life.
"One more shot Lia", Isa said as she held up her glass.
"How many have we had already", I asked
"Like three", she shrugged
"I don't want to get drunk Isa", I said stressing her name.
"You ladies having a good time?", The bartender asked, wiping down the bar with a practiced hand.
"We're having the time of our lifes", Isa said, slinging an arm round my shoulder, "But you know what, we've been friends for 3 years and I still don't know her deepest, darkest secret"
"Oh, please,stop being a bitch, like you've shared all your secrets with me,I bet you know more about me than I do about you", I said rolling my eyes.
The bartender chuckled, pouring us another round of shots, " Well, here's to friendship and secrets", he said raising his own glass.
I chugged it down,as it burned my throat,I looked around as I felt the whole clubbing spinning round me,I looked beside me to talk to Isa and I noticed she wasn't there.
"Someone has finally gotten laid",I muttered as I stood up to dance.
I dragged my woobly legs to the dance floor and with a carefree smile,I began to move to the rythm of the music. I twirled and swayed dancing to the song being played.
As the music pulsed veins, I closed my eyes, allowing myself to be lost in the euphoria of the moment.
Suddenly I felt a hand on my waist, the grip on my waist felt So tight and unbearable.
Even though the pain from his hands on my waist was unbearable,I loved it.
I kept dancing to the music, grinding against him,I could feel him hard but I didn't care.
With my hips moving onto his,I suddenly felt his hand slowly touch the inside of my thigh under my dress. Now my underwear was already a complete mess.
"How do you move your body like this,hmm?", he whispered into my ears, making me shiver.
I laughed "Don't tell me you can't handle it".
"I wouldn't say that if I were you", he replied
Music was blasting through my ears with light flashing everywhere.He turned me around to face him and he lifted my neck a little more by my chin and slowly took my lips in his.
He bit my lower lip, making me gasp, giving him access to deepen the kiss,our lips moved in sync until the kiss grew more rough and demanding,his tongue dominantly brushing against mine.
Suddenly,he pulled away and grabbed my hand, "Follow me', he said as he led me through the crowd.
"A second chance at life... but at what cost?" When Isabelle's world shatters, she gets the impossible-a chance to start over. But with this new beginning comes a storm of dark secrets: an ex-boyfriend who won't let her go, a boss who may be her greatest ally or her biggest betrayal, and the truth about her family that changes everything. Can Isabelle outsmart those who would destroy her and find the love and freedom she craves?
Desperate to handle her grandmother's towering medical bills, Gianna agreed to a contract marriage with Tristan, the enigmatic man she'd once shared a one-night stand with. She assumed they'd fulfill each other's needs and dissolve the arrangement once the terms expired. Unbeknownst to Gianna, this marriage was a dream Tristan had clung to for ten relentless years. Certain she was just filling someone else's role, Gianna prepared to leave when that other woman returned. But Tristan, his eyes burning with unspoken emotion, seized her trembling hand and declared, "You’re mine. Now and always."
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
"Miss Brown, I am the butler here at your service," the butler replied. "My master wants to buy the baby in your belly." "What?!" Does that mean the abortion didn't take place? Did they kidnap her from the operating table just to buy the baby? But why her? "You..." Alice was about to ask a question, but the man in front of her calmly continued, as if he had expected her question, "You're pregnant with his child, and he needs a child. That's all I can tell you." Alice was forced to sign a surrogacy contract and eight months later gave birth to two healthy babies. Fortunately, the man was unaware of her daughter's existence. It wasn't until five years later that fate brought them together again...
Elodie took a deep breath and knocked, the sound echoing in the quiet corridor. A moment of silence passed, broken only by the pounding of her heart. Finally, the door snicked open, revealing a surprised Dashiell. 'Can't you see the Do Not Disturb sign? We don't want-' His initial frown quickly morphed into confusion at the sight of his wife. 'What are you doing here?' he demanded. 'Your girlfriend invited me,' Elodie replied, her voice laced with icy calm. She tried to peer past him, but his broad frame blocked the view. A saccharine voice chimed in from within the room. 'Elodie? Oh dear, we didn't mean for you to find out this way. It's just that-' Elodie cut her short. 'Oh please, Selene. Spare me the fake apologies. You wouldn't have sent me all those texts if you didn't want me to know.' Dashiell shifted uncomfortably, his face a mask of annoyance. 'What texts?' Elodie stepped past him, taking in the luxurious suite with a sardonic smile. The king-sized bed, the scattered rose petals, the lingering scent of sex – it all painted a vivid picture of their betrayal. She looked up at Dashiell, her gaze unwavering. 'I want a divorce.' ****** Dashiell lived a life of luxury, surrounded by the best things money could buy. But when a car accident left him vulnerable, he met Elodie, a seemingly ordinary woman who nursed him back to health. Mistaking her for just another employee, Dashiell entered into a loveless marriage with her solely for convenience. However, fate had a different script in store. Elodie, the 'ordinary nurse,' held a secret more precious than any diamond: she was the sole heiress to Northstar, a vast and powerful enterprise. Unaware of her true identity, Dashiell cast her aside when his ex-girlfriend returned, leaving Elodie humiliated. But Elodie was not one to be easily broken. She shed the facade of the meek nurse, reclaiming her rightful inheritance and stepping into the role of Northstar's CEO. Now, the woman Dashiell discarded was the one holding the reins of power. As Elodie thrives in her new role, Dashiell is consumed by regret. He finally sees Elodie for the extraordinary woman she truly is, realising the depth of his mistake. But will his remorse be enough to win back the heart he so carelessly discarded?
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."