Sweet Love Romance 웹소설 & Possessive Office Relationship 스토리

“You wanna know what I did? Sure, I'll tell you. I fucked with a pretty bimbo all night. Her energy was unmatched!” Stella always knew that her boss, James, had his eyes on her and would do anything to get her in his bed. But she refused to give in to his advances and drew the line between their CEO and secretary relationship. However, when James gets involved in a scandal with a famous model, and his mother forces him to get married, he has no choice but to turn to Stella for help to be his fake girlfriend. What started as a fake relationship and sparks of sexual attraction turned into something more when they were forced to get closer. James had secrets that could haunt Stella for the rest of her life and it's up to her to choose between her sanity and her attraction towards her boss.

Mia Scott has made the worst mistake of her life. Desperate to pay her family's debts, she drugs and robs a wealthy stranger at a nightclub, believing she'll never see him again. She couldn't have been more wrong. Days later, the stranger turns out to be billionaire CEO Mateo Moore, the man interviewing her for the only job she's managed to land. Instead of sending her to prison, Mateo gives her an impossible choice. Pretend to be his girlfriend. Then become his wife. Then give him a baby. His father demands an heir before handing over complete control of the family empire, and Mateo needs a wife fast. Mia needs money even faster. The contract is simple. One year. One baby. Fifty million dollars. No love. No strings. No future together. But living under the same roof begins to blur every line they promised never to cross. As fake kisses become real, stolen glances turn into sleepless nights, and a tiny heartbeat changes everything, Mia begins to wonder if she was ever just a contract wife. Because someone else wants Mateo's empire. Someone knows their marriage is fake. And someone will do anything to make sure that baby is never born.

After a brutal breakup that left her questioning her worth, Isabella Hart swore she’d never let another man make her feel small again. Her ex’s final words still echoed in her head... that she couldn’t satisfy him, that she didn’t even know what real pleasure was. So when a night out to forget turns into something wild, reckless, and unforgettable, Izzy doesn’t think... she just feels. One stranger. One night. One taste of what it means to lose control. He was dominant, commanding, intoxicating… and she never even got his name.

“Please,” Isabella whispered, her eyes lifting to his, and he paused. She wanted him—Alexander could see it burning in her gaze, in the hand that grasped his chest, pulling him closer. Damn it, she probably didn’t even know she was doing it. “Tell me, you don’t want me right now and I will stop.” His cock pressed painfully against his fly, against her, but he would back away—it would kill him, but he’d do it. “I… I—” She broke off, shaking her head as though she couldn’t believe her own mind, her tongue brushing nervously across her lower lip. “I can’t.” “Can’t?” he pressed, hope surging. “I want you.” It was hushed, it was uncertain, but it was there. A groan ripped through his restraint, and his lips crushed hers with every possessive ounce of his being. “Lex…” she moaned, raking a hand through his hair as her other hand clawed at him through his jacket. “This kind of fun is worth fighting for,” he rasped. —--------- Isabella Hawthorne wasn't looking for happily ever after—she just wanted to survive it. It was her brother and best friend's wedding, and happy as she was for them, Isabella couldn't help but feel lonely. Everyone around her seemed to have someone… Except her. One too many drinks later, she finds the perfect distraction: Alexander Bolton. He’s dark, dangerous, and looks like he knows exactly how to make a woman forget her own name. ​The plan was simple: No strings. No names. ​But when Isabella wakes up the next morning with the mother of all headaches and a ring on her left hand, she realizes "no strings" has turned into a legal binding. It had to be a nightmare… One she desperately needs to wake from.

I despised Dante Moretti long before he ever slid that ring onto my finger. Arrogant. Controlling. The kind of boss who could ruin my entire day with a single clipped order. I hated the way he spoke to me. I hated the way he watched me even more. But walking into my hometown wearing his ring and watching my ex-husband's face drain of all color? That felt wickedly perfect. The town elders wouldn't sell their land without proof of real love. So Dante and I lied. We played the perfect, devoted couple. Except Dante didn't act like a man pretending. He showed me off. Touched me like he meant it. Played his part so well it scared me. And behind closed doors, when I thought the act would finally stop, it didn't. It got worse. Better. Somewhere between hating him and aching for him to wreck me, the lines blurred completely. Because the same man who barked orders in boardrooms had me whispering his name in the dark, Christmas lights flickering across his bare shoulders as he swallowed every desperate sound I made. My ex wanted me broken. Dante wanted me ruined — but only beneath him. And the worst part? How easily I let him. Santa didn't bring me a miracle this Christmas. He brought me a sin in a three-piece suit. And I tore the wrapping off with trembling hands. As Book One ends, Book Two: ON YOUR KNEES, MR. BILLIONAIRE begins immediately. Enjoy.

One night. One mistake. Now I’m working for the man who can never know it was me. I never saw his face. He never asked for my name. But for one stolen night, I was his obsession. Until morning came—and I vanished like a secret. Now I’m Emery Scott, just another assistant at Valenrose Beauty Group… And he’s Jason Hale—my new CEO. Cold. Powerful. And still haunted by the mystery woman who touched him like no one else ever has. He doesn’t recognize me. But he remembers the curve of a birthmark. The scent of my skin. And he’s hunting for her… for me. I thought I could hide in plain sight. Until he starts looking at me like I belong to him. Until I realize I’m not the only one keeping secrets. Because Jason Hale doesn’t just want the woman from that night— He wants everything. And the deeper he falls… The more dangerous it becomes to stay.

Calvin bent down and settled between my thighs and bent my knees upward. He stroked my ankles, calves and then moved his hands to the insides of my thighs and planted a soft kiss there. I was breathing really hard. He hooked a finger in the side of my panties and gave it a jerk and tore them. I gasped. I could see the lust in his eyes like he wanted to devour me. He spread my ankles wide and held them in a tight grip and inched his mouth towards my wet core. I could feel his breath on my lower lips. I jerked my hips forward. I was dying for just a touch. Calvin Smith the CEO of Smith Industries is the youngest known Bad Boy Billionaire in America . He is ruthless, arrogant and an asshole. Sophia Brown, a hopeless romantic, is waiting for her prince charming. She has just graduated she's looking for a job and ends up working under the ruthless billionaire . They belong to two different worlds but somehow feel a connection. Will they embrace this connection or bury it deep down within themselves?

Amaraielle Grace Stewart is a 24-year-old graduating Tourism Management student who has spent her entire life trying to be the granddaughter her strict grandmother expects her to be. She has a future to build, a reputation to protect, and a life that is supposed to follow all the rules. Until one night at a bar, when one impulsive encounter changes everything. While looking for a quiet moment in the women's restroom, Amara accidentally encounters a dangerously attractive stranger kissing another woman. She decides to mind her own business until moments later, she finds herself alone with him. One look becomes an unexpected kiss. One kiss becomes a moment neither of them can take back. And by the time the night ends, Amara has crossed a line she swore she never would. The next morning, Amara convinces herself that it was nothing more than one reckless night with a stranger. She is wrong, because the man she desperately wants to forget isn't just any man. He is a billionaire. A powerful, untouchable man whose name dominates headlines, whose presence commands attention, and whose world is completely beyond hers and when fate brings them face-to-face again, Amara realizes something even more terrifying That night wasn't the end of their story. It was only the beginning. One night. One stranger. One secret neither of them can escape…and a billionaire who has no intention of letting her disappear from his life.

…she is everything he shouldn’t want, and the only thing he can’t resist. The last thing Aria Winslow expects is to walk into her new job and come face to face with her new boss, the same man she left burning with need the night before. Now, between boardrooms and bedrooms, secrets and temptations, Aria must fight to keep her double life hidden. Ronan Trafford has it all, wealth, fame, power and a reputation as a player. One fateful night, he crosses path with the fiery stripper who brings him to his knees without ever letting him touch her. She is unforgettable, intoxicating and….she isn’t his. At least not yet for Ronan does not take no for an answer. What happens when Ronan finds out that the stripper and his assistant is the same person?

Every story will keep you wanting for more!

Joy Reyes is running out of options. One missed rent payment away from homelessness, she makes a desperate call to the last person she expects to answer, Alexander Montalban, the billionaire whose name appears more often in business headlines than in public. She asks for a job. He offers something stranger. "Make me laugh." For three months, Joy will live in his estate, follow his schedule, and earn more money than she's ever seen. Her task sounds ridiculous, but the paycheck is real and desperation leaves little room for pride. What begins as an arrangement quickly becomes something neither of them anticipated because Alexander isn't looking for entertainment. He's searching for something he's lost. And Joy is beginning to realize that behind the wealth, the power, and the carefully controlled image is a man carrying wounds no amount of money can fix. The more she learns about him, the harder it becomes to remember that her stay has an expiration date. Three months. That was the deal. But when you're the only reason a billionaire smiles, walking away may cost more than either of you expected.

"Lisa?" I croaked, barely able to form words, my voice hoarse and weak. My heart had leapt at the sight of her, a moment of hope flickering through the haze of fear. "What's going on? Why... why are you here?" But the look in her eyes, the cold amusement that twisted her lips into a smirk, had stopped me short. It wasn’t concern. “Why am I here?” she had repeated, laughing softly, as if the very question was absurd. “Oh, Anna, sweet, naive Anna. You still don’t get it, do you?” I had stared, my mind unable to keep up, still too clouded with hunger and exhaustion. “What... what are you talking about?” And then, her voice had changed, hardened. “I’m the reason for all of this. The reason your father’s company collapsed, the reason your family is dead, the reason Josh betrayed you. Me.” After discovering that her best friend, Lisa, isn't the person she thought she was and is the reason for most of the disasters in her life, Anna dies, only to wake up five years in the past. With a second chance, Anna is determined to protect her loved ones and take revenge for the pain Lisa caused.

The night before her wedding, Chelsea saw her sister whimpering in her fiancé's arms. She called the night escort service for s#x revenge. So he spends the night together under the influence of alcohol. Little does she know that the man she thought was a night companion, turns out to be Liam Shax, the narcissistic and spoiled CEO!

~"I've been dreaming about making love to you since the first day I saw you, Kim." Zachary whispered tentatively into my ears~ Kimberly Gilbert never imagined her first real job after college would land her inside Maxwell Telecommunications Enterprise, the gleaming empire ruled by billionaire CEO Zachary Maxwell. Fresh out of university and clutching a résumé still warm from the printer, she stepped into his world on a crisp Monday morning, expecting nothing more than an entry-level desk. But the moment their eyes met in his high sunlit roof office, everything changed. One look. One spark that neither could deny. What began as instant, breathtaking attraction quickly blossomed into something deeper as they stole moments between board meetings and late night texting sessions. Their love grew quietly, fiercely, until the shadows closed in. Jealousy gave rise to enemies, hungry to destroy Zachary and everything he’d built, saw Kimberly as the perfect weapon. They would stop at nothing to tear the two apart. This is the story of how two hearts collided at first sight… and fought like hell to stay together.

Diana had it all planned–– the perfect wedding, the dream house, the future she'd always wanted with the man she loved. But nothing could prepare her for the betrayal that shattered her world… Brian married her sister instead. Heartbroken and humiliated, Diana makes a choice she can't even remember. She married Aaron Miles, her boss's boss and one of the most powerful men in the city. Was this a fresh start? Or another trap?

She never planned to fall for her boss. But when her mother weds his father, Andres becomes more than forbidden—he becomes family. Desire doesn’t care about rules, and even these twisted ties can’t stop her from wanting him.

I cleared my throat and picked up the menu, pretending to study it. “So,” I said after a moment, “before we start pretending this is something serious, you should know… I’m not exactly the settling-down type.” He arched his brow but said nothing. “I do hookups,” I continued, keeping my tone casual. “That night at the hotel? I was supposed to meet someone else. I went into the wrong room. You were literally a mistake.” He didn’t flinch. Didn’t even blink. Just smirked faintly and reached for his glass of whisky, taking a slow sip. My fake confidence wavered. “Did you hear what I said?” “Every word,” he said quietly. “And?” “And I’m still here.” I stared at him with disbelief. “Wow. You’re not even mad? You’re supposed to call off the wedding and storm out or something.” He chuckled in a low tone, resting his elbow on the table. “You’re really trying hard to get rid of me, aren’t you?” ******* I caught my fiancé cheating with the woman he called his “sister.” Broken, drunk, and reckless, I stumbled into the wrong hotel room, and into the arms of a stranger. By morning, he was gone, leaving only a note: Wrong room, but you taste good. I wanted to forget him. Weeks later, my best friend begged me to meet the man her father had arranged for her to marry and make him call off the wedding. I went there in her place, only to discover he was the same man from that night. He called off the wedding with her. Then he asked me to marry him, but I refused. But refusing a billionaire with an obsession is never that simple… especially when he shows up as my new boss.