First-Person POV Romance Web Novels & Independent Office Relationship Stories

Five years ago, Seraphina “Sera” Alcantara lost everything—including her family’s love—after a scandal left her pregnant and alone. Disowned by her father and betrayed by her own sister, she had no choice but to raise her son, Nathaniel, on her own. Now, desperate to secure a better future for her child, Sera accepts an unexpected offer from Alexander “Xander” Montenegro, a cold and dangerously handsome billionaire who needs a wife for one year. In exchange for her hand in marriage, he promises her financial security and guarantees her son’s future. The arrangement is simple: play the perfect wife, follow the rules, and walk away when the contract expires. But living under the same roof changes everything. Behind Xander’s intimidating demeanor lies a man capable of a tenderness he never knew he possessed. And as he grows closer to Sera and her little boy, the walls around his heart begin to crumble. Neither of them realizes that fate has already bound them together. Because five years ago, a drugged and confused woman and an intoxicated stranger shared a night neither could forget—or fully remember. Now, a single sunflower handkerchief may reveal the truth that changes their lives forever. The man she married for money is the father of her child. But their newfound happiness comes at a price. A jealous sister, a family hungry for power, and a woman from Xander’s past threaten to destroy everything they have built. As buried secrets surface and two powerful empires collide, Sera and Xander must decide whether their marriage is merely a contract—or a love worth fighting for. When the year is over, will Sera walk away as promised? Or will the billionaire who once offered her a fortune finally offer her the one thing money can never buy—his heart?

~ A Romance Novella ~ “You frustrate me.” He hissed. “ You and your outlandish colorful designs and your office and sticky notes and your look. I'm upset by your sheer presence, how every time you look at me like I've done something wrong and when you don't make sense. I'm upset by how you treat me like I'm the worst person on earth when you're just as volatile.” I was speechless, locked under the intensity of his stare when his gaze flickered to my lips.  “I’m upset” he breathed out, “because every time you purse your lips like that I wish I could kiss you.” … As Christmas approaches, Blair, an interior designer with a feisty streak is forced to go with her cold, snarky and harsh corporate partner / rival Zayn Olsen for the biggest business proposal of her life. Things already seem bad enough when they were forced to share a luxury bnb house for the night but all plans go awry when a sudden snowstorm leaves them stuck together. She can't stand him, and he disdains her yet as days pass before they are rescued they have no choice but to coexist. But their close proximity sparks a long lived attraction and their hostility may shape up into something more. Soon they may decide whether the rivalry was ever really the problem and whether  hatred was all that burned between them. 

Amy Rowan gave her husband three years of loyalty. He gave her a secretary, a bed that wasn't hers, and one word: barren. She signed the divorce papers that night, walked into a club, and spent one reckless night with a stranger she assumed was for hire. By morning she'd paid him and vanished. Six years later, Amy is back in NorthHill with three identical boys, three identical girls, and one rule: no one finds out. Then she starts her new job and meets the CEO. Gideon Hale, the most powerful man in the city, the man everyone says can never have children, is the stranger from the club. Can Amy hide six little proofs from the one man who shouldn't have been able to make them? And when the truth comes out, is a woman with nothing enough for the man who owns everything?

Dimas Wibisono is one missed meal away from total collapse. When his former high school crush and current corporate shark, Hana Sofea Rahman, offers him a 'fake' consulting job to save her reputation, he thinks his prayers are answered. But as they navigate the cutthroat world of finance and the slow-burning embers of an old flame, Dimas's secrets threaten to bankrupt their second chance at love.

Rory Sinclair, the second-eldest of the Sinclair sisters, runs her life on her own terms: powerful corporate woman by day, skater and passionate street artist by night. She never lets anyone mess with her freedom, and she never falls in love. To Rory, love isn't a fairy tale—it's a liability, and a weakness she can’t afford. ​Then comes one reckless, unforgettable night with a gorgeous stranger who turned her rulebook inside out and made her feel things she swore she never would. ​She walked away expecting a clean break, ready to go back to her paint and her silence, only to walk into her corporate headquarters on Monday morning and find him sitting in the executive chair. He isn't just a mistake from the weekend—he’s her new, demanding boss. ​Now, stuck in close proximity with the one man who managed to slip past her defenses, Rory faces the ultimate test: will she risk her guarded heart and let him in, or will she stand firm on her thoughts that love is for fools and guard her absolute independence at all costs?

The last time Nathan Reid looked at me like I mattered, I still believed the story he told me about working overseas. Six years later, I found out the truth on a sidewalk outside a hotel, three feet from the woman he actually married. He didn't apologize. He introduced me as his cousin and asked me to keep my voice down so she wouldn't hear. That same afternoon, a stranger helped me pick my resume up off the pavement and offered me a job on the spot. His name was Adrian Doyle. I had no idea his new wife's brother would turn out to be the same woman standing under that hotel awning. I took the job. I kept the second one too, the one that pays in cash, the one that covers what my son's medical bills need and my new paycheck can't yet. I never touch anyone there. I never take private offers. It was never supposed to matter to anyone but me. Then Adrian's company booked the club's back room for a client dinner, and Adrian walked in. He thinks I planned all of it. That I used his sister's kindness to get close to him by day and worked the room by night for money, or worse. I can't prove otherwise with anything but the truth, and the truth has never once worked out in my favor. What none of us know yet, not Adrian, not his sister, not even me, is how much further back this actually goes.