221b Baker Street

It was just another morning commute—until he happened. Across the train aisle sat a man who looked like he’d stepped out of a high-end magazine and straight into a power struggle. His voice sliced through the air, sharp and commanding, as he chewed someone out over the phone like he ran the damn universe. Arrogant. Entitled. Dressed like a Wall Street god. Correction: he looked like a god. That’s where the charm ended—or so I thought. When the train screeched to a stop, he stood up in a hurry, stormed off… and left his phone behind. Did I pick it up? Yep. Did I snoop? Absolutely. Photos, contacts, a few mysterious texts—I couldn’t help myself. Did I keep it longer than I should’ve, building stories in my head about the man behind the voice? Yeah… I did that too. When I finally gathered enough nerve to return it, I marched into the glass-and-steel fortress he called an office. He wouldn’t even come out to meet me. So I dropped his phone on the desk outside his office door. And maybe—I left a photo on it first. Not exactly the professional kind. What I didn’t expect? A message. From him. What followed were late-night texts that burned hotter than anything I’d ever known. Words became whispers. Whispers turned into fantasies. I was falling—for someone I hadn’t even really met. He and I? Total opposites. Fire and ice. Chaos and control. But when we finally came face to face, it wasn’t just sparks. It was an inferno. What happened next? Let’s just say… falling for him was the easy part. Surviving what came after? That’s where the real story began.

“Please Sir, don't divorce me. I will do whatever you want, but not a divorce.” Carolyn pleaded desperately with the man that everything about him was screaming danger.  She was taken aback by the coldness the man was exuding when he turned to face her. His eyes held so much darkness that she flinched. All her senses awoke blaring alarm bells in her head to get away, but to where? She had been walking helplessly in the street after she discovered her aunt's cruel intentions towards her on her wedding day. Until that young man mistook her as the bride of this man and brought her to the altar to marry this man who is scaring the living daylights out of her. He took a slow stride to her, held her chin with his index finger making her eyes meet his, and said. “Little bunny, you did not only trick my assistant into believing you're my bride, but you're also asking for a favor?“ “I'd like to sound a note of warning. Being my wife means you're ready to stay in my hell. You seem too fragile to be in my abyss, you might die, and there's no going back once you're in. Are you still willing?". He asked. “Yes, I am willing. In exchange, you'll have to protect me from my aunt and her goons.” She boldly declared. The man squirted his eyes at the little bunny in front of him for whatever reason, she was the most audacious woman he had ever come across and a devilish smile curled up his lips and said. “STRIP AND PLEASURE YOURSELF WIFEY.” And Carolyn's jaws dropped. Did she make the right decision by entering into a deal with the devil?  Will she regret her actions? READ TO FIND OUT. 

The Montessori family would’ve just left her to rot in the orphanage. Instead, to please the media, they decide to adopt Astrid Reyes, a teenage girl suffering from dyslexia, and make her life a living hell. For ten years, she is treated like shit. The Montessori’s make it very clear that the only recognized daughter of the family is Claire Montessori, and Astrid is just their acquired trash. Nathan is supposed to be the love of her life, but Claire wants him and of course, Claire always gets what she wants. On Astrid’s third marriage anniversary to Nathan, she sits at home with tears in her eyes and watches her husband propose to her adoptive sister. They take everything from her, reducing her to nothing. But Astrid’s life changes drastically when she allows her step brother to have his way with her at a luxurious sex club for just one night. Silvan Rourke is everything Astrid should be running from — ruthless, dangerous and sinfully gorgeous. Famously known as the Demon King of Wall Street, he has a reputation for taking first and asking questions later. When Astrid finds out that she’s the heiress to a multi-million dollar winery empire, she flees NewYork City but unfortunately, she’s already pregnant with Silvan Rourke's babies. Five years later, Astrid makes a grand return to New York and as Karma would have it, the Montessori family are finally at her mercy. All she wants is to watch them beg at her feet, but all Silvan Rourke wants is to become a father to his twin girls. When he proposes a very dangerous alliance between them, will Astrid yield to her stepbrother or will she keep running from the dark and dangerous Silvan Rourke?