LOGINMy ex cheated. So I had a one-night stand with a hottie who thought I was a stripper, only to find out he’s my boss, and now, he’s obsessed with me! ***** When Zoey Anderson served her cheating husband divorce papers, everyone believed that this was the end of her. “She is done for.” They said, “No other man would ever want her again.” “She’d better go back and ask for his forgiveness. Maybe he’ll take her back.” But Zoey will do none of that, despite being heartbroken. Especially not now that she’s glowing up, and has got her hot boss—Christian Gallo—chasing after her. With Christine in her life, Zoey faces even more trials that come with this hot sex god who would give the world just to have her. From Christine’s malicious ex-wife, Zoey’s obsessive ex-husband who wants her back, and his side chic who wouldn’t stop breathing down Zoey’s neck, things don’t seem all so rosy within these scandalous, beautiful walls of Beverly Hills. Is Zoey’s life getting hotter or uglier? Can she survive this? ~~~~ Christine Gallo is that snack that nearly every girl wants to have a taste of. Zoey isn’t his type of woman. She’s crazy. A walking chaos. But why does he still find himself drawn to her despite everything? Who really is this Zoey Anderson, and why is she effortlessly pulling at his heartstrings and… cock-strings? Read to find out! WARNING: Contains nudity and explicit mature themes. Not suitable for readers under 18.
View MoreCHAPTER ONE HUNDRED SIX: CHRISTIAN JNRZOEYWhen I finally opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was a white ceiling.The bright hospital lights slowly came into focus, followed by the steady drip hanging beside my bed.I frowned.A hospital? How did I end up here?“Thank goodness you’re finally awake.” I turned my head toward the familiar voice.Camille sat beside my bed, one hand resting gently against my cheek. Relief washed over her face, though I could still see the worry lingering in her eyes.“Hey…” I murmured, my throat dry.I tried to sit up, but she immediately stopped me, gently easing me back onto the pillow.“Nope,” she said with a smile. “You’re staying right there. The only thing you’re allowed to do is rest.”I let out a quiet sigh. “Did I… pass out?”The memories came rushing back just then; the red carpet, the cameras, Christian’s proposal…My eyes darted around the room.“Where’s Christian?”“First of all,” Camille said, “yes, you passed out like a sack of potatoes.
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED FIVE: LIGHTS, CAMERAS, RED CARPETZOEYThe cool Hollywood night buzzed with excitement as our car rolled to a stop outside the grand event hall.Bright lights flooded the red carpet, turning the entrance into a sea of flashing cameras and glittering gowns. My heart pounded so hard I could feel it in my throat. I couldn’t tell if it was excitement or nerves anymore.Beside me, Christian reached for my hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze.“You ready, baby?”I swallowed and nodded.“As ready as I’ll ever be.”The car door opened, and the flashes came instantly.For a split second, I was blinded by the sea of cameras before the roar of voices crashed over me.“Zoey!”“Over here!”“Look this way!”The screams, the shouting, the nonstop clicking of camera shutters, all blended into one deafening wave.Christian stepped out first, looking every bit the powerful man everyone admired. Then held out his hand, and helped me out of the car.The moment my heels touched the re
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED FOUR: WHAT COMES AFTER CLIMAXZOEYONE YEAR LATERI stood in front of the tall mirror in my dressing room while three stylists buzzed around me like busy bees. Their hands moved, adjusting the rich, deep burgundy velvet dress that hugged my curves perfectly, draping elegantly to the floor. “You look incredible, Miss Zoey. You’re going to outshine every single star on the red carpet today.” One of the stylists said, stepping back to admire their work.I offered a small smile, but it didn’t reach my eyes.Tiny sparkling glitter dusted my collarbones and shoulders, giving me an ethereal glow under the bright lights. The dress I was wearing was slit high on one thigh, elegant and daring at the same time. I barely recognized the woman staring back at me.A movie star.It still felt surreal.As they pinned the final strands of my hair into a sleek updo, my mind drifted back to everything that had happened in just one year. The arrests, the trials, the media storm. The
CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED-THREE: THE IMPOSTER FALLSCHUCK (MARC)The police truck had barely driven off when my mother dropped to the floor like a fucking actress in a bad movie. She screamed dramatically, clutching her head and crying as if Daisy had actually murdered her.“Ow! My hair! That crazy bitch nearly scalped me!” She wailed.I ignored the sharp pain in my hand where Daisy had bitten me and knelt beside her. I helped her sit up, keeping my face concerned even though irritation boiled inside me.Why the hell is she whining like a pathetic bitch? It’s just hair. Not like the crazy whore actually killed her.“It’s okay, Mom. She’s gone now.” I said, trying to sound soothing.But my mother shoved my hand away, her face twisting with anger. “This is a big deal, Chuck! A very big deal!” She snapped. “This is exactly what I’ve been warning you about. Your terrible taste in women keeps bringing nothing but problems into our lives. Every single one of them!”She glared at me, eyes blazin
CHAPTER NINETY-THREE: TEARS OF A MISTRESSDAISY————I was just about to take a bite of my salad when a loud crash exploded from upstairs.It came from Chuck’s room.I froze for half a second, then rolled my eyes so hard it almost popped out of their sockets. He’d been throwing tantrums all mornin
CHAPTER NINETY: A MASK OF DOOMZOEY———“Uh… you can let go now. I’m fine.” I swallowed, my eyes fixed on his face, searching his features like I could find a memory hidden somewhere between the shadows of that cap and mask. His hold felt unsettlingly familiar. Like a freaking déjà vu I couldn't p
CHAPTER EIGHTY-NINE: THE SURPRISE ZOEY———“You did WHAT?!”My cereal nearly sprayed across the room. I choked and stared at Christian after he’d just told me he resigned from the production house.I mean, sure, I was always aware of his master plan to stop Scarlett from framing him and stealing t
CHAPTER EIGHTY EIGHT: THE EXECUTIVE MEETING PT2CHRISTIAN———I didn’t miss the flicker of confusion that crossed Scarlett’s and Chuck’s faces when the door swung open and Kelsey, Ivory, and Kenny walked in. Kenny was carrying a black briefcase. The three of them bowed their heads slightly before t
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