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CharisseI need to pull away. Can’t have another man kissing me. I’m Val’s woman. I belong to him—. But these firm lips, the sweet taste of hot mint and his rhythmic breathing were helping me breathe, and I clutched onto him like he was my oxygen tank. He hugged me tightly, those strong arms wrapping and squeezing, and I felt secured, safe. Protected. I need to get closer—.But those same lips tore away. Then, bright blue eyes shone worriedly at me. “Charisse, are you alright?” His deep voice returned, clear again. Fresh air was gushing in too fast. But it was better than being choked. Seeing how worried he looked, I quickly nodded to reassure him. He helped me to the couch then brought me a cup of warm chamomile tea. “Are you sure you're good?” His brows were knitted so tightly that I felt bad. So I quickly nodded. “I'm sorry.” His face jerked away to hide his frustration, but I still caught his clenched jaw and found myself disliking it. I don’t want him to be angry with

CharisseThe second my new boss saw me, he froze and paled. He lowered his voice out of consideration for me and asked with concern, “Are these the only clothes you have?” I looked down at my oversized jumper and baggy sweatpants, both used to be Val’s, then swivelled back up at him and nodded sheepishly. Val said that I wouldn’t need any new clothes since I’d be at home or the convenience store, so I didn’t bother getting any. I pushed my specs up and smiled brilliantly. “Val said that I’d be behind the desk and no one will see me, so it doesn’t matter what I wear.” He mumbled a few curses under his breath, grabbed my sleeves and yanked me along as he strode fiercely across the hotel lobby. *****Dorian Vellum was definitely not a force to be reckoned with. We entered a boutique and everyone was on high alert. He walked straight to the VIP fitting room and the curtains immediately drew shut. Then, I was pulled into a smaller room and three women entered with me. They wanted

Charisse“I’m sorry, Alpha Dorian,” said Mr. Chad, “But Charisse won’t be working here anymore.” I was supposed to hide in the staff changing room until Mr. Chad came to get me after sending that man away. But I still found myself opening the door slightly to listen to everything. “So she quitted.” That deep voice was strangely composed. “Y-yes.” “When did she quit, you said?” “Erm, this morning,” answered my boss. And then it was silent. Too silent. I opened the door more and came face to face with him. “Shit!” I tried to shut the door but he grabbed the lock stile. “Mr. Chad! Why did you let him in here? This is a private space!” I pushed the panel with all my might. “I won’t go in there but please don’t shut the door on me.” To prove it, he didn’t push the door forward so he could enter. But I also couldn’t push it to a close. So the door was kept ajar. Just a gap wide enough for us to see and hear each other. “I just want to talk, Charisse,” Dorian Vellum negotiated

CharisseI was stark naked on my knees, on the dining table behind the pot of warm beef brisket, and Val was in front of me, in his usual seat, sniffing through the clothes I wore today. His eyes were on me the whole time, darkened with fury.“H-he didn’t touch me, Val,” I whispered, hugging my shoulders for a little bit of decency. “Please don’t be mad.” He flung the hoody away then picked up my bra and pressed it to his nose. Embarrassment seared my back. I looked away as he took a strong whiff. “Did I tell you to look away, Charisse?” That deep voice intensified the itch between my thighs, and I forced myself to look back. “S-sorry, Val.” “Are you embarrassed? Of me? Of how crazy I am about you?” He threw the bra aside and fetched my panties. “N-no, Val,” I whispered, pushing my thighs together to hide my wetness. He inhaled deeply, his eyes still on me, and crushed my panties against his nose to take another deep inhale. And a whimper of shame slipped from me. “Are you

CharisseChrist, another lunatic. I was about to tell him to fuck off when a business card pushed into my view. I took the card and he was about to introduce himself when his phone buzzed urgently. He needed to take the call, his face said, but he also needed to speak to me. I invited him to take the call and waved the business card to let him know that I’ll read it until he’s done. He understood what I meant and smiled appreciatively before moving out of earshot. It was then I glanced down at the card. My heart nearly stopped. DORIAN VELLUMCEO, Crimson Crest EmpireI jolted up like I was electrocuted and stared at that tall figure in black who stood like he was commanding the nation’s army. It was then I noticed his sharp and immaculate grooming. That business suit was way more exquisite than Val’s most expensive Hugh-Bosse suit. He, a creep? I’m the fucking lunatic!And to think that I actually ignored his question and he apologised about that!I must be crazy!Val is rig

CharisseFour months ago…. SMACK! Heat stung my butt as his deep voice roared, “TIGHTEN UP, CHARISSE!” SMACK!“Y-yes, Val!” I gripped the damp sheets to muster that last bit of strength and clenched my insides hard, just the way he likes. He rammed in, rough and strong. “FUCK, YES!” He thundered in pleasure and smacked my butt again. “LIKE THAT, BABY?!” “YES!” I bit the sheets and screamed as hard as he slammed in another one. “I FUCKING LOVE IT, VAL!” “Then, squeeze harder!” He smacked my butt two times more as his thrusts got faster. “Where’s my good slut?” My body is filled to the brim, shaking with a fierce need. “I’m your good slut…!” “Then—.” His huge muscular frame covered my back, and his mouth came next to my ear. “Don’t come until I do, my good slut,” he growled and grabbed my breasts to angle me perfectly. And he jammed in a powerful one, deeper. “OH FUCK!” I yawped, the pleasure too good. I needed a second—. But the slapping of our skins grew fiercer, demanding

[Juliette’s POV]“Robert should go with you!” I cried. “What if Papa pulled something dangerous! You always bring Robert along!” Ralph wrapped his strong arms around me and squeezed me against his muscular chest, burying my crying face in it. “Hush, kitten…, you’re gonna scare Milo again. Look—he’s watching.” We turned to the cot and, true enough, two round golden eyes were observing intently, absorbing all the emotions. “Give me a kiss, so he’ll think that everything’s alright,” Ralph whispers. I shook my head. Everything isn’t well. I don’t have a good feeling about this. Papa’s silence is like the tremors before a tsunami. It’s deadly, and I’ve seen it happen before:Lux Corp had invested in a company that came up with a revolutionary design for a robotic steam mop, and when another company copied the same design and tried to patent it as theirs, Papa sent someone to ‘persuade’ that CEO to not commit a crime. Back then, I thought Papa was kind enough to not call the authoritie

[Juliette’s POV]“That was awesome….” I smiled, brushing my cheek against the soft, silky—pilllow? I propped up on my elbow and found myself stark naked on the sheets, in the dark. Ralph was nowhere in sight. My chest clenched. “Ralph?” I sat up, worried and anxious. Did something happen to him while I’m asleep? I called him again—and then noticed the door slightly ajar. A soft light was streaming in from the corridor outside, and I was instantly comforted. Ralph would never leave the door open unless he’s three hundred percent sure it’s safe. I padded across the carpet floor, grabbed my robe and put it on, then carefully opened the door. True enough, the door to the neighbouring room was also slightly ajar. I felt a smile on my lips and moved towards it. My Mafia beast was in there, under the moonbeam, beside the baby cot, looking into it in silence.I walked up to him and pulled my arms around that broad, dependent back, and his large palms wrapped around my wrists, hugging

[Juliette’s POV]We made love at the back of the limousine, then at the back of his private jet. Ralph kept whispering into my ear as he pounds into me that he misses me, and he can’t ever get enough of me. I didn’t get a chance to tell him that I felt the same way; I was soaked to the brim with the pleasure of his passion, I couldn’t even think properly and had to be dragged along by the beast himself. As soon as we landed, we got on the back of a black SUV and it whisked us off to our son’s hideout. Resting my cheek on Ralph’s muscular chest, I let out a worried sigh, and he couldn’t help but say, “He’ll remember us for sure, kitten.” The cloud in my head turned grey, and my beast seemed to sense it. He wrapped his strong arm around me and pulled me up against him. “Even if he doesn’t, it’s only temporary. We’ll spend every day with him until he remembers. How’s that?” I propped up on his chest and kissed him. “When did you learn to talk like this?” “Since I married you?” He

[Ralph’s POV]So my lawyer continues, his smugness mirroring mine. “Because Don Ralph is magnanimous, he will make this go away, if you, Mr Harold Lux, agree to step down and lawfully hand over Lux Corp to Mrs. Virtus—also known as Miss Juliette Lux.” Harold bangs the desk, his back erected and incensed. “That traitor! She doesn’t deserve to carry the name of the Lux!” His leash tries to stop him from misbehaving in recording, but it is obviously pointless. Harold Lux is a maniac who would annihilate the entire population of the U.R.T just to restart the timeline and declare himself King of the country. My lawyer stands and repeats my offer to that dirty snake in human skin. “Miss Juliette Lux, or Mrs Virtus,” counters Jerry, “has already trespassed the privacy of Mr. Harold Lux. What rights does your Don—her husband—have to make that ridiculous deal?” It is my lawyer’s turn to chuckle before he replies, “I think you’ve been doing shady deals for too long, Jerry, that you’ve for

[Ralph’s POV]A month ago…. “We need to go against each other,” I growled. She was comparing the size of our palms against the warm lit ceiling of the master bedroom of my mansion when she heard me.She looked up with a sharp disapproval. “You want us to be enemies. To start killing each other.” She was about to cry, and I mentally punched myself. My arms wanted to gather her in for a hug, but then I wouldn’t be able to stop myself and make love to her again. This needs to be discussed. It can't wait. “It must be done, kitten. It’s the only way to get you back in there. Back in the game. Only then can we get solid evidence to turn the tables around.” She was livid. She sat up to face me, her trembling lips imploring, pleading with me to stop. “There are other ways,” she insisted through gritted teeth. I grabbed her shoulders and squeezed them. “Your father is the most distrusting person to walk the face of earth. You think he’s going to let you waltz back into Lux Corp just li

[Juliette’s POV]The appointment with the regulators is today, at 1 p.m..Papa is in an exceptional mood. I would be if I were him. With everything in place, the regulators are sure to give the green light, and nothing is going to stop the casino from opening. Lux Corp will expand exponentially from then on. Papa’s name will be known worldwide: the third richest man on Earth. “How’s the presentation?” He asks as the limousine shoots smoothly through the valley, towards the city. I smile assuringly. “It’s all good, Papa. But are you sure you want me to do it?” His smile flattens to a meaningful line. “No confidence? That’s not like you.”I stare at my skirt, feeling sheepish. “I am thankful for the opportunity, Papa. But I thought you’re the face of the casino. I mean, it’s your baby. I feel like I’ll be stealing your thunder.” He laughs heartily, glad that the old Juliette is back. “I expect you to be wiser, Juliette.” I frown in puzzlement until realisation jolts me to meet his

ROSECarefully, I picked up my iPad and the impatient phone and turned towards the exit of the office. I thought to answer the call once I’m outside, but it stopped buzzing. So I moved cautiously towards the elevator, when it arrived just as I halted to push the button for it. The doors opened and my handsome Alpha King appeared, worried as hell. ‘Why didn’t you answer my call?’ he demanded.I rolled my eyes. ‘Because I’m getting through a door with this.’ I pointed at my huge belly. He was about to carry me like a bride when I slapped his hands away. ‘Stop it!’ I hissed. ‘You want everyone to know?!’ ‘Wheelchair. If you ever missed my call again.’ He stepped aside for me to enter the metal carrier. ‘Alright, alright…’ I chuckled. ‘So how was it?’ He asked, glancing at my iPad. ‘Did she approve it?’ ‘No.’ I sighed. ‘It’s too extravagant. The actress specifically asked for more grounded styles. She wants people to relate more to acting than her beauty.’ And Keithen scoffed. ‘Goo

ROSEI rolled myself onto him, loving the way my skin rubbed against his, feeling his warmth and heartbeat against mine, as well as the vibrations of his chuckle. He swept the sticky damp strands off my face, hooking some around my ears, then combed the rest to the back of my head with his fingers, and all the time, I had my eyes closed, savouring the moment. And he chuckled some more. ‘You want another round?’ he whispered. My eyes burst open, and his arms squeezed my bare waist as he laughed. ‘I’m hurt, cub. You look like a car was about to hit you.’ I shifted closer to his face—my breasts scraping his hard chest, and he grunted a little—and kissed him on the mouth hard, delivering all my passion, all my apologies. Immediately, his mouth opened and he shifted to push me forward, so that his tongue could dive in a little more, consuming me breathless. Just as the familiar desires stirred inside me, I pulled back, tore my lips from his and captured his face with both hands, tryi

ROSEI’m a werewolf, aren’t I? Okay, not entirely. Just half wolf, half human. But that still counts, right? There’s still some wolf inside me to make this work! This has to work! Concentrate. Focus, Rose. Think of the gate. I could be at the beach, or the back alley. Does it relocate to the same place twice? Or does it choose a new place each time? ‘Rose, are you having a headache?’ asked Joy. I opened my eyes and evaluated my best friend for a while. Then, I made up my mind. ‘Joy.’ I grabbed her shoulders. ‘I’m about to tell you something that nothing in Science can ever explain.’ ‘O…kay?’ I could see the wheels of her mind churning to come up with the plausible reason for my sudden strange behaviour. ‘Is it Harry Potter kinda something?’ I nodded firmly. And she mouthed ‘O’, with a knowing gaze. But behind that gaze, I still caught her disbelief. ‘It’s alright to not believe me. Just promise me that you won’t tell a living soul.’ I was staring at her so hard, I could almost

RICHARDA video showing Richard in his midnight blue shirt with his arm stretched across the desk. The files shifted and a sketch of a female figurine in a puffed up flowy gown with petals in her hair and on her lashes and lips. Richard was flabbergasted. He turned back to the CEO, his mind churning furiously to come up with the best excuse to save his ass. ‘When Rose brought me that design, I thought to myself: this is something that ambitious Annie would use. It’s extravagant and flamboyant. Wouldn’t it be nice to distract her with this, so my precious gem can focus on levelling up her skills? She can’t be stuck in the B.A.D. crap all the time.’ Richard felt deflated. His world was crashing down into dust. ‘Y-You set me up.’ The CEO laughed heartily. ‘You flatter yourself too much, Richard. Set ups are for my equals. This is just a test. But you scored full marks.’ The young rising star slammed his palms on the desk and glared at the CEO—the woman who had previously doted on hi

ROSE‘... the winner of this styling face off is—.’ The emcee’s eyes rolled left to right repeatedly as he read the card. His brows knitted as a mutter of disbelief spilled from his mouth, ‘Annie from B.A.D.’ My insides sank to the deepest parts of my spirit. ‘YES!’ Annie shrieked out victoriously. With a smugful grin, she cast a look of condemnation in my way. ‘I told you she’s a fake! She can’t style at all! Extraordinary—ha!’ That was… … unexpected. I thought I had a good chance. I really did read Miss Jewel’s comments wrongly. ‘Oh! The main judge has something to say!’ The emcee shoved Annie aside to make way for the retired supermodel, Jinda Avengelistford, who gracefully took the centrestage at an astounding height of six feet. ‘Based on the styling standards, Miss Annie has met every single one.’ She turned to the head of B.A.D.’s styling team and flashed a warm smile. ‘It was exciting—your unexpected. There is still a difference between professional and personal styling.

KEITHEN ’CUT!’ The director’s frown was as clear as the blue sky outside. I could tell that he’s been trying to hold it in. But the shit’s about to explode. ‘Rum.’ He forced a smile. ‘Are you sure you’re not unwell?’ I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve said this: ‘I’m fine.’ ‘Then what’s the problem?!’ The older guy grabbed his hair, about to go crazy. I stared at the line of the script that was shoved into my view. Instantly, the clog in my throat grew real. As real as the reality I’m about to face in an hour’s time. ‘Maybe Rum’s upset that this is all going to end for him soon.’ I looked up and a pair of kind eyes smiled back at me. Sherry patted my shoulder as that sweet smile turned into a sympathetic one. ‘I bet he misses all this. Don’t you, boss?’ I chuckled dryly and looked down again. ‘I’m not your boss, Sher. I’ve said it many times.’ That’s it. No matter how hard you try. You can’t fight reality. You just can’t. You can stay hidden around her. It won’t ma