Novels by Ammund

Leo claimed her mouth in a kiss that was rough and filled with longing, devouring her like a hungry wolf that had been starved for days. Amelia matched his intensity, intertwining her fingers in his hair while moaning between the kisses. His hands moved up her body, exploring every inch as if he had been waiting for this moment forever and had finally gotten the opportunity. She gasped when his fingers brushed her nipple, which was already hard and longing to be licked and devoured by his mouth. She could feel the hardness of his desire pressing against her, only intensifying her own need. “You drive me crazy Amelia Smith,” he murmured against her lips. “I miss you and I don’t want to hold back tonight. I want every part of you baby girl.” “Then don’t hold back,” she quickly replied, her voice barely more than a whisper. “I’m all yours, claim me, Daddy.” Her words made his hormones rise even further. Without breaking the kiss, he hurriedly lifted her and carried her t

The next day, the news spread online that Sophia committed suicide by hanging herself in prison. It felt strange and heavy but for Amelia, it meant a bitter-sweet relief. She woke up with a slight headache, the sunlight streaming through the curtains. Last night memories flooded through her mind—Leo's warm embrace, his apology and reassurance, the soft kiss that stirred long-hidden feelings. Her cheeks warmed and the color turned a shade of pink. She reached out for Leo who was already awake, sitting against the headboard with a look of concern etched on his face. “Morning, beautiful,” he said softly, studying her face for any signs of distress. “Morning,” Amelia replied, blushing and rubbing her temples. “What happened last night? I remember bits and pieces.” That was a lie, she remembered every single detail but just wanted to play innocent. Leo smiled gently. “You had a little too much fun celebrating your aunt's recovery. But it was a good night for us.” Ame

A month later, Aunt Elsa’s condition had stabilized. The surgical wound had nearly healed, and all that was left was some aftercare. Once home, she could take her medication and recuperate slowly without needing further hospitalization. Early that morning, Amelia went to the hospital to handle Aunt Elsa’s discharge procedures. In the hospital room, Aunt Elsa was sitting on the bed, watching TV. Seeing Amelia come in, Aunt Elsa smiled and said, “You’re just in time. Come and see this.” She pointed to the TV. Curious, Amelia looked over and saw the news playing. A familiar face appeared on the screen, and the host’s flat, detached voice filled the room. “Recently, the sensational murder case has concluded. The primary culprit, Sophia Jones, has been found guilty of her crime." "Due to the severity and serial nature of the case, she has been sentenced to life imprisonment.” Amelia blinked rapidly, her thoughts swirling as she tried to process the news. Life imprisonm

That night, Aunt Elsa woke up. Blake checked on her and found her condition better than he had expected. Perhaps Amelia’s persistence had truly moved the heavens, as the cancer cells had cleared, and even the memory loss Blake had anticipated wasn’t present. It all seemed too good to be true. When Amelia heard the news, she was naturally overjoyed. Leo also heard about Elsa’s successful surgery. He didn’t say much, but that night, he quietly ordered the kitchen to prepare a few extra dishes, silently celebrating Elsa’s recovery. Amelia had agreed to marry Leo to secure Blake’s help for Aunt Elsa. Now that Aunt Elsa was nearly healed, Amelia realized her relationship with Leo was a temporary fix. She knew she had to find a way to completely cut ties with him. That night, Amelia decided to cook a few dishes herself. To prevent anyone from interrupting her plan, she sent the children out with Eleven for the night. Then, she dismissed the household staff Leo had hired for th

As Inspector Ralph led Sophia to the police station, her heart raced with a mix of fear and disbelief.Soon, they arrived, and one of the officers led her into the interrogation room and gestured towards a chair, "Miss Jones, please take a seat. Inspector Ralph will be here shortly."With that he left, leaving her all alone in the room. The cold, bare room did nothing to calm her racing heart it only made her heart beat faster with each passing second.The walls were painted a dull gray, and the only light was a flickering fluorescent bulb that buzzed overhead. The smell of cleaning products filled the air, making her even more anxious.She never imagined that one day she would end up in this kind of situation. She stood up to reduce the pacing of her heart and her trembling fingers.Soon, the door opened and Inspector Ralph walked in. Sophia sat down, trying to stay calm and composed. "What kind of nightmare is this?" She thought. "Can I wake up already?" She pinched herself and

She said in a calm voice, “You didn’t do anything wrong, and I don’t need your apology.” Once, those words had been what she wanted most, but now they meant nothing to her. The bitterness of the past clung to her like a heavy fog. She’d never considered forgiving him, so how could she accept it? After Amelia finished speaking, Leo felt a tightening in his chest. He ran a hand through his hair, frustration coursing through him as he processed the weight of her words. “Don’t say that. We were all kept in the dark before. Now that the truth is out, you know I didn’t do those things on purpose, right?” he said quickly, his voice rising slightly. Amelia sneered. “Yes, you didn’t do it on purpose, but can the pain I suffered over the years be forgotten? Leo, you didn’t personally send someone to kill us, but back then, you did divorce me because of Sophia, didn’t you?” “I can’t hate you, but I can never forgive you. We can’t pretend those years never happened. Neither you nor I c

AVA’S POVSally’s voice cut through my thoughts as she looked up from her phone. “Hey… have you seen Alex lately?”I blinked, surprised by the question. “No… not for a while,” I said slowly. “It’s been some time actually.”The last time I heard from him was the day we finally agreed to be just friends. I haven’t heard from him since, which was surprising – it was so unlike Alex.Sally tilted her head, brows pinched. “Really? That’s strange. With everything going on – you’d think he’d reach out.”I gave a little shrug and tried not to let my voice crack. “Yeah… you’d think.”She frowned. “I mean, it’s all over the internet. The news, Twitter… everything. I thought he’d at least call or something.”I nodded but stayed quiet.The truth was, I had been thinking the same thing. Every day. I kept wondering if Alex was purposely staying away. Was it because of what I said the last time we talked? That I wasn’t ready for a relationship? But we had cleared the air. We hugged, and we agreed to

JASON’S POVI leaned forward and rubbed my face with both hands. My eyes burned from reading too many headlines. I picked up my phone again, even though I already knew it would just make things worse. Another headline popped up. “Jason Campbell’s Silence Makes Him Look Guilty.” I tossed the phone onto the desk like it had burned me. I stood up fast, the chair sliding back behind me. Enough. I couldn’t just sit here and do nothing. Everything was falling apart around me, and I was just stuck – frozen like a deer in headlights. I grabbed my phone again and typed out a message to Ben. “Call a meeting. Everyone. 30 minutes. Executive floor.” I didn’t know exactly what I’d say. I didn’t even have a plan. I just needed to do something. Anything. Sitting around wasn’t helping. Every second we waited, the company died a little more. I threw on my blazer and stood in front of the mirror. I looked like hell. My eyes were bloodshot, my jaw was tight, and my tie was crooked. I fixed

AVA’S POVBy the time I got to the office that morning, the building was buzzing. People didn’t say anything directly to me, but I could feel it in the way they paused their whispers when I walked by. A few glanced at their phones and then at me, their eyes full of questions they wouldn’t dare ask.I already knew what it was about.Laura’s arrest was everywhere. Online. In the news. Even trending on Twitter. Her mugshot was floating around, and so were screenshots of her chats with the blogger who tried to ruin me. Some posts even claimed that Campbell Group’s stocks were starting to dip. Investors were nervous. Some were pulling out.All because of her.I walked straight into my office and gently shut the door behind me. My heels clicked quietly against the floor as I walked toward the window, taking a moment to breathe. The city looked the same – cars moving, people in a hurry – but everything was different now.I had told Rose earlier that morning to keep Emma and Mason home so the

JASON’S POV The morning after everything exploded was a disaster. I woke up to the blaring sound of notifications and headlines. “Laura Martinez Arrested for Defamation,” “Campbell Group Tied to Scandal,” “CEO Jason Campbell Linked to Controversial Figure.” The words hit me like a slap in the face. The chaos was everywhere – on social media, in the news, across every single online platform. Laura’s name was everywhere, and unfortunately, my name was tied to it. No one seemed to care that I wasn’t the one behind the rumors; they only saw me as the man who had defended her, the one who was still somehow connected to her and engaged to her, even though she had ruined everything. First the Milan fashion show crises and now this. I felt my stomach turn. Investors were pulling out left and right. Clients were dropping off, and the stock price was plummeting faster than I could track. I’d never seen anything like this in my years as CEO. It wasn’t just the company at risk anymore – it

AVA'S POV Still holding the edge of the staircase, I let out a tired breath. I walked back down slowly, half-expecting Ben again. Maybe he forgot to give me something. I opened the door and called out, “Ben, did you forget..." But it wasn’t Ben. It was Naomi. Ohh... It should already be 6 PM since she was here. She stood there in a sharp black blazer and heels, a leather bag slung over one shoulder. Her hair was in its usual sleek bun, and her makeup looked like it hadn’t moved since this morning. She was always put together like that, the kind of woman who never looked flustered, even if the sky was falling. Her eyebrows lifted slightly as she looked at me. “Ben?” she repeated. “Who’s that?” I blinked, caught off guard. “No one,” I said quickly. “Never mind. Just… someone from earlier.” I didn’t want to explain. Naomi might be my lawyer now, but I’d known her for years – since college, actually. Back then, it was always me, Sally, and Naomi. We had our little trio. Sal

AVA'S POV Mason’s question hit me like cold water. I stood there, frozen halfway on the staircase, staring into his sleepy eyes. My throat felt tight like something was stuck there. I didn’t know what to say. I couldn’t tell him the truth. That his mother was sitting in a police station right now, facing consequences for all the chaos she’d caused. And Jason? He was probably still at the station trying to clean up the mess Laura made — and on top of that, he still had the Milan International Fashion Show problem and the contract issues with Storm’s Management to deal with too. I took a deep breath and forced a gentle smile. “They’re just… really busy, Mason,” I said softly, crouching to his eye level. “They’ll come to pick you up later, okay?” He frowned. “Can I call them now?” I quickly shook my head. “Not right now. It’s a bit late. Why don’t you go back upstairs, hmm? Get some rest. I promise I’ll call them for you later.” He looked at me for a second, like he didn’t q