Tempting The Bad Boy
Claire Lions has three rules: work hard, stay out of drama, and never, ever trust Andy Stephenson.
For as long as she can remember, Andy has been the definition of trouble; loud, cocky, and always getting under her skin. She’s spent years avoiding him, convinced she knows exactly who he is. But when they’re thrown together on a project neither of them can escape, Claire starts to realize the boy she thought she hated might not be the villain she made him out to be.
Sparks fly, tempers flare, and somewhere between insults and accidental confessions, Claire begins to wonder if the real danger isn’t working with Andy, it’s falling for him.
Tempting The Bad Boy is a fiery, irresistible enemies-to-lovers romance about grudges that burn and chemistry that refuses to be ignored.
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Chapter: Chapter 147London Stephenson I’d driven around town for 3 hours, fighting a battle with myself that I ultimately lost. I never thought I’d be back here. I’d avoided his street for months because it was too painful to drive past and see his motorbike parked in the carport, knowing he was inside, but tonight I felt relieved that it was there. I pulled my car over to the curb just past his complex, killed the engine and quickly scanned the street for any sign that he may not be in there alone. Still, there wasn’t another car anywhere on the street, and I knew visitors were not allowed to park in the allocated carport, only residents. My heart was racing so fast as I took the stairs to his apartment. I don’t know why I was in such a hurry to hurt myself all over again, but I just had to know, I had to hear it from him before I’d allow myself to believe it was true. I knocked on his heavy, wooden door and stood back. The crisp autumn night air left goosebumps on my skin. I hadn’t dressed for the d
Last Updated: 2026-08-31
Chapter: Chapter 146Andy3 years along“Say grandpa, grand pa,” my dad tried to coax my daughter as he jiggled her chubby legs as she sat contentedly in my lap. “She’s not going to say grandpa before she says poppy,” Sam chimes in, trying to garner the attention away from Dad. It's the battle of the grandfathers that had been raging on ever since my daughter, London, had spoken her first word last week. Both men were wanting to be crowned the favourite with their first grandchild. I hadn't even made the cut for her limited vocabulary, which so far consisted of Mum, ball and woof, referring to our puppy, Peanut. I wasn't hurt that our dog or the toy she loves to roll to him, ranked higher than I did in her tiny world. Peanut is her best friend, they love playing together. I knew I'd make the list eventually. When London was born a year ago it changed me in ways I never expected. The relationship with my own father had long healed but I had a newfound respect for him, as a parent. The love I felt fo
Last Updated: 2026-08-31
Chapter: Chapter 145ClaireWith no information on where we were going tonight, it made it harder to know how to dress. Andy had given me enough clues to know that it would be somewhere special, though, so I felt the need to get fancy.I'd bought a long, black, sparkly dress on sale a month earlier and had been waiting for the perfect occasion to wear it. The spaghetti straps crisscrossed at the back, holding the dress in place without me having to worry about constantly pulling the straps up.I loosely curl my dark hair and pin back the front pieces, letting my tenth fall down my back. I spritz myself with the sweet-scented perfume that Andy got me for Christmas and step into my silver heels.Andy had chosen to wear a long-sleeved, white button-up shirt, black dress pants and a navy blue tie. He hates wearing a tie, even though he has to put one on every day for work. He was wearing it for me because he knows how sexy I think he looks when he's dressed up.His eyes go wide when he sees me coming down the
Last Updated: 2025-10-30
Chapter: Chapter 144Claire7 Years LaterChanging out of my scrubs and back into my own clothing felt like a mammoth effort. I was exhausted and looking forward to just crawling into my bed and sleeping off the horrendous night shift. Brixton Regional Hospital may be smaller than the major hospital in Claremont, but that didn't stop the influx of emergencies we get every day.Normally, I'd get a chance to doze throughout the night, in between one chaotic trauma and the next, but last night was hectic. The older doctors joke that the full moon increases the crazy activity, and after last night, I was beginning to believe that this wasn't a joke at all. Especially when a guy was admitted with a knife lodged in his head.I wouldn't give up my job for anything, though. I loved the excitement of surgery to never trade it for any other job.My entire body ached, from my tired, heavy feet all the way up to my hair follicles. Every step I took felt like I was sinking deeper into quicksand. The exit appeared like
Last Updated: 2025-10-29
Chapter: Chapter 143Andy"Your Honour, over the past year, I've come to know Andrew quite well. I'll admit, at first, I painted him as just another thug who would sooner or later offend again. I wrote him off, assuming he'd eventually end up in prison ." The detective's assessment of me is an unexpected punch to the gut. I knew he didn't like me when we first met, but I had no idea he thought I was destined to end up behind bars. "Then I got to know him and I soon realised that Andrew was not a book that you could judge just by scanning the cover. He proved himself extremely intellectual, driven and determined to turn his life around."Judge Shepard pauses to jot down notes after the detective has finished speaking, and I'd give anything to be able to read what she wrote."I'm curious about how you came to cross paths with Mr Stephenson? Why was a detective looking to a man who had a record?" The judge's tone is accusing, like she believes that the detective is hiding something, because why else would he
Last Updated: 2025-10-28
Chapter: Chapter 142AndyDetective Layton's confidence in me winning today helped settle my nerves. He was ready to back me all the way because he believed in me, even when I didn't believe in myself.My parents were watching outside the courthouse, along with Veronica, Sam, Claire, Gabby and Nate. I know Ed would have been here too if he weren't on his honeymoon. My mother had insisted that I wear the suit I bought for Ed's wedding, even though it was a warm day and I was sweating like a waterfall.Claire came running up to me as Detective Leyton and I approached the courthouse steps. Her floral sundress was bright and cheery, which I hoped was a positive omen for the day. She'd been my lucky charm since we got together, helping Ed and me sort out our friendship. I know she couldn't stand beside me in the courtroom, but having her in the same room was all I needed."How are you feeling?" She asks me. We were up most of the night, texting back and forth until the early hours, so she understands where my
Last Updated: 2025-10-27
My Billionaire Boss’ Dirty Secret
"Call me only as Sir, or I will spank you hard." He continues, moving his lips down to my neck. The heat from his touch is like an inferno that builds inside me.
One night of surrender.
Only names. No promises. No restraint.
She gives herself to a stranger who knows exactly how to take control; commanding, intoxicating, unforgettable.
Until she’s summoned to the CEO’s office.
The man waiting for her is the billionaire founder of More, a global meal-kit empire. A visionary chef with a flawless public image, a ruthless business mind… and the same commanding presence that once had her kneeling to his rules. He’s her boss. And he remembers everything.
As the company’s marketing manager, she should keep her distance. But his authority extends far beyond the boardroom, and every order, every glance, every quiet moment behind closed doors reminds her how easily she gave him her control.
Because beneath the tailored suits and culinary fame is a man who thrives on dominance and a dirty secret that could destroy his empire if exposed.
She should walk away.
Instead, she’s tempted to submit again.
And this time, the cost of giving in could be far more than her heart.
A dark, seductive billionaire workplace romance filled with power, control, forbidden desire, and secrets that taste far too good to resist
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Chapter: 77CharlieNothing ruins a good day more than seeing Francesca waiting at the reception desk. With her dark red hair pulled back into a sleek bun and the tailored pantsuit, I could tell she'd come from court but it was the smile she threw my way that indicated she had won. “Charlie, it's always so good to see you,” she chirps as I step off the elevator. “I thought they always said there would be signs that the world was about to end. You know, the four horsemen of the apocalypse, floods, fires,” I say and she looks at me confused. “I mean, that's why you're here right? Being the devil and all.”If my insult gets to her she doesn't show it, the smile still stays plastered on her face. This irks me even more. “Don't be so nasty, that's no way to treat your sister’s maid of honour now is it?” she asks, adopting that sweet voice she puts on whenever she wants something. “What do you want?” I ask, tired and in no mood to play her stupid games. “From you? Nothing,” she giggles. “I'm here
Last Updated: 2026-09-02
Chapter: 76Charlie You're an idiot, you spent months wallowing in self-pity, fantasising about winning her back and here she is, in your house, offering exactly what you wanted. What kind of fucking, stupid, idiot turns down a Goddess? Get your srse out of this bed, march across the hall, into the guest bedroom and tell her that you made a mistake. Tell that woman that you couldn't possibly live another day without her in your arms. That your heart beats only for her. Tell her that you love her so deeply and that you made a colossal mistake when you rejected her. My feet hit the hardwood floor and I find myself walking the short distance to the door or the guest bedroom. I bring my hand up, ready to knock but stop myself. I know how this will end. We would be happy for a little while but then the darkness from my past would creep in and destroy us. My mind floods with the image of her from that day in her kitchen, the morning she broke up with me. How much sadness she held in her eyes.
Last Updated: 2026-08-24
Chapter: 75It had been a really chaotic week at work with the spring campaign kicking off. Charlie and I decided to make more cooking videos for our social pages, too, because the growth in sales after our first video was huge. I was also spending my evenings at the hospital with Dad, which I loved doing but having very little downtime was starting to wear me out. By finishing time Friday I was looking forward to just going home, taking a long, hot bath and ordering in. I opened my front door, walked into the living room and was confronted with the sight of Tess, naked, straddling Benji on our couch. I’d walked in on them fucking and I don't know who was more embarrassed, me or them. “Shit, Nortica…I’m so sorry I thought you weren't coming home until late tonight,” Tess apologises while I turn to face the wall. “Mum’s getting Dad ready to move into the rehabilitation centre tomorrow which gave me a free night,” I awkwardly explain. “We will move this to the bedroom,” Benji says. “
Last Updated: 2026-08-22
Chapter: 74On Saturday Tess and I invited Bailey over for a much-needed girls’ night. We had face masks, made cocktails, had an abundance of sweet and salty snacks and put on cheesy rom-coms that we’d all seen a million times before. The last week had felt like I was stuck on a rollercoaster of stress and it felt like forever since the three of us had hung out together. A girls' night was the perfect cure. “Pete asked me to go on a dirty weekend together next week,” Bailey shares as Tess fills her glass up with margarita mix. “Where are you off to?” I ask, offering my own cup up for a refill. “Ettalong,” she replies excitedly. “It's for our three-month anniversary.”If Pete and Bailey are celebrating three months together that means Tess and Benji will be clocking up the same milestone shortly after. I'm happy for my friends, they've both found men who adore them. “We should call the hotel and pre-warn them that there's a screamer coming to stay,” Tess jokes. “They’ll need to keep that flo
Last Updated: 2026-08-18
Chapter: 73CharlieThe look on Matilda’s face, when Nortica walked into her dad’s hospital room, was one of pure happiness. After revealing the truth to her daughter on Wednesday, Matilda had been worried that Nortica would cut both her parents out of her life. I didn't want to tell Matilda how Nortica had arrived at this resolution. She didn't need to know that her only daughter had put her own life at risk by drinking alone at a bar. No good would come from sharing that. Sometimes you have to hit rock bottom before you can find your way out of the darkness. I'd been there recently myself and I knew that, once you start depending on alcohol to numb the pain, then you fall deeper into that depression. I stand in the doorway, watching Nortica embrace her mother tightly. I know they've had a strained relationship but they love each other and hopefully now that the truth is out they can strengthen their bond. Nortica moves out of her mother's arms and comes to sit on the bed, cradling her dad’s
Last Updated: 2026-08-18
Chapter: 72How did I end up naked and in Charlie’s bed? The last thing I remember is Francesca calling him to come pick us up from the club. Did we sleep together? Surely I'd remember if we had sex although, I have no recollection of coming to his house, let alone how I got into his bed. My clothes are scattered around the room but just mine, not Charlie's. Even his side of the bed still appears to be made, like he wasn't even here. My head feels like someone is playing a drum solo on repeat and my mouth is like swallowing cotton balls. I reach for the glass of water on the nightstand, take a big gulp as I try to recall what happened last night. Downstairs I can hear movement in the kitchen. I gather up my clothes, get dressed and wander down. I find Charlie in the kitchen, his back toward me as he stands over a pan on the stove. He's shirtless, wearing only a pair of dark grey shorts, with his tattoos exposed on his muscular back. “Morning,” he greets me, without turning. “Hi,” I reply,
Last Updated: 2026-08-17
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