LOGINWelcome to the world of forbidden fantasies. Ryan Parker 35 year old, CEO of the Parker industries, cold hearted, ruthless and reversed. The name that could shake the entire business world. His aim was never to chase love. He hunted for dominance and power. He only made one mistake in his life, hiring the daughter of his best friend, Alina. She was innocent, that had captured his mind since the first time she walked into his office. Alina Spenser 18 year old, sweet, Assistant to Mr Ryan Parker. She had a crush on Mr Parker the first time she met in teens. He was her father's best friend, the man her father talks about. With a sharp jawline and commanding voice he made her burn in places she doesn't understand. But the time blurred and he vanished from their lives without a warning, swallowed by the hunger of building business and ambition. She moved on, at least that's what she thought, only writing her small crush in her diary. Until one day he came back to her father’s funeral. And everything has changed since then.
View MoreAlina pov I woke up just as the day was slipping into night. The room was dim and quiet. I rubbed my eyes and got out of bed, barefoot, the wooden floor cool under my feet. As I walked down the hallway, I heard soft sounds coming from the kitchen clinking pans, the low hum of someone moving around. I looked and my eyes popped out. Ryan was there, standing at the counter making dinner. His sleeves were rolled up, and he looked so relaxed, so focused on what he was doing. There was something about the way he moved that hit me hard. I didn’t know a guy cooking could look that sexy.He glanced up and saw me. A warm smile spread across his face. “You’re awake,” he said softly.I didn’t say anything. I just walked straight to him, wearing only his shirt from the wardrobe, nothing underneath. The second I got close, he pulled me in, lifted me easily, and sat me on the counter. My legs parted naturally as he stepped between them.I bit my lip, eyes locked on his. He kept one hand on my th
Alina's POVThe last few days had been nothing but back-to-back meetings, deadlines, and endless stress. By the time Saturday rolled around, I was completely drained. I collapsed onto the sofa, staring at the ceiling for a long time before finally switching on the TV. Mom still wasn’t home; she'd gone out partying with her new friends again. After Dad passed, she’d been lost for years, but therapy had helped her find herself again. Now every weekend she goes out to live a little. I didn’t mind. I was happy for her.I munched on chips while watching Friends, the same old episodes playing in the background. It was a comforting, familiar noise. But then the doorbell rang.I paused. Who could it be at this hour? I walked over and peeked outside. No one. Strange. A weird feeling crept up my spine, like someone was right behind me. My heart was hammered. Thief? But why would a thief ring the bell?I spun around fast, ready to scream only for a strong hand to clamp over my mouth.I bit down
Freya's POVI broke down in tears, staring at the man who once loved me like I was the only woman in his universe. To him, I had been his entire world. But the person standing before me now was a stranger, cold, distant, and filled with nothing but resentment.“Ethan… what are you even saying?” I whispered, my voice trembling as I searched his eyes. There was no trace of the love that used to warm them. Only disgust stared back at me.“Did you really think I was a fool, Freya?” he shouted. “I saw everything. The way you kept trying to contact Ryan behind my back. The way you always ran to him for help, like I was some useless piece of shit who couldn’t do anything for you!”His words cut deeper than any blade. I shook my head frantically, tears streaming down my face.“He thinks I’m pathetic because I don’t have money, right? That’s why he gives you all that pity, he wants me to work under him like a dog, while you get to feel what you’re ‘missing.’ Maybe he wants me slaving away all
Freya pov The whole night I couldn't sleep. Ethan hadn't come home. I paced the living room, my phone clutched tightly in my trembling hand. The morning sickness was making it worse. I tried to contact him at least twenty times, but it was switched off. Panic filled me. I tried calling some of his friends that I knew but nobody knew where he was. They even told me they hadn't met him for a few weeks nor he contacted them. I didn't even know where he works. He had only told me it was a small family cafe. That was it. No name. No address. Tears filled my eyes as I stood by the window, staring out into the street. Most of my own friends had blocked me long ago thanks to my father’s influence. I was helpless, and the silence in our apartment was suffocating. It was killing me. I wanted nothing more but to hug him tightly and leave every problem behind. There was only one person left who might be able to help.With a shaky breath, I dialed Ryan’s number.“Hello?”“Hello,” Alina picked








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