A Christmas Carol Reader

WARNING ‼️ This book delves into mature and explicit themes, including graphic sexual content, taboo relationships such as forbidden affairs and sibling rivalry-fueled obsession. The characters aren't all perfect and sunshine! Tread carefully if these elements unsettle you, reader discretion is strongly advised. (18+) **** I’ve craved Soren my entire fucking life. My sister knew it—knew he was my obsession, my filthy secret. But Cassidy’s always stolen everything from me. Dad’s favoritism and even the spotlight in college. And then she framed me for something heinous, painted me as an aggressive jealous junkie, and ruined me. As if that's not enough, she walked down the aisle with him. Now she wears his ring. She carries his children. She parades the perfect life right in front of me. And I’m supposed to smile. Pretend it doesn’t shred me apart every time I see him touch her. But one night… one reckless, drunk scorching night after being fired…We had a nightstand. He doesn’t remember—but I do. God, I do. And I can’t stop craving more. Cassidy thinks she’s clever, dragging me back into her perfect little life, humiliating me, then hiring me to nanny her kids. She thinks I’m weak. But sharing a roof with Soren is pure inferno, his gaze burns trails over my curves, hatred simmering beneath raw lust. We shatter every boundary: stolen gropes in shadowed corners, frantic fucks against walls, his cock slamming into me in forbidden spots where anyone could catch us…. I know it’s depraved to lust after a taken man. Sick to yearn for your sister’s husband. Utterly taboo. But I don’t give a damn. Because for once in my life, I want to take everything from her. Even if it destroys us all. .

(Warning 21+) Annelise Fischer, seorang wanita berusia 28 tahun, terjebak dalam tekanan utang dan kesulitan menemukan pekerjaan di Jakarta. Ketika undangan pernikahan mantan kekasihnya, Anthony, tiba, luka lama kembali terbuka, mengingatkan Annelise pada kisah cinta yang pernah menghancurkannya. Enam bulan sebelumnya, dalam upaya mengubah nasib, Annelise melakukan perjalanan ke Surabaya untuk wawancara kerja di sebuah perusahaan hiburan besar. Namun, hidupnya berubah sejak insiden di bandara, di mana dia tanpa sengaja menumpahkan jus jambu merah ke celana seorang pria asing, Logan Blackwood. Takdir mempertemukan mereka kembali di pesawat, dan setelah malam penuh turbulensi—baik di udara maupun di hati—mereka terlibat dalam hubungan one-night stand. Semua berubah ketika Annelise diterima bekerja di perusahaan besar milik Logan, yang ternyata adalah CEO sekaligus pria yang mengisi malam tak terlupakannya. Hubungan profesional mereka yang canggung perlahan berubah menjadi hubungan rahasia yang penuh gairah. Logan, yang selalu tampil dingin dan arogan, mulai menunjukkan sisi protektif dan perhatiannya pada Annelise, sementara Annelise berjuang menahan perasaannya di bawah tekanan pekerjaan. Perlahan, Annelise pun menyerah pada godaan yang semakin sulit diabaikan. Setiap interaksi mereka, baik di ruang rapat maupun setelah jam kerja, penuh dengan ketegangan sensual. Di balik tembok kaca kantor, di sela jadwal kerja yang padat, hasrat terpendam mereka meledak dalam pertemuan-pertemuan rahasia. Namun, di tengah gairah yang membara, dunia korporat yang kejam dan gosip tak terelakkan mulai mengancam hubungan mereka. Note : Follow akun goodnovel Biebiefenimmm. Instagram author biebiefenim_author 🌹 FB: Biebiefenim Author untuk info lebih lanjut agar tahu ilustrasi seluruh karakter dan kisi-kisi update terbaru. Thanks reader, Salam Sayangg dari Author 😘

On Christmas Eve, my father got the man I had secretly loved for ten years drunk and sent him to my bed. When I woke up the next morning, Roy pulled away from my attempt at a good-morning kiss. His voice was cold and distant as he agreed to marry me. After the wedding, Roy wasted no time submitting a transfer request. He took an overseas post and left. He did not return for five years. I gave birth to our daughter, Eve, alone and waited for him to come back home. When I heard that Roy had finally applied to return to a domestic position, I was overjoyed. I spent days preparing, imagining our first reunion as husband and wife. But even when the clock struck midnight, he still hadn't come home. Our daughter, ever so thoughtful, placed her most treasured possession—a photograph of Roy—into my hands. "Don't cry, Mommy," she said softly. "Look, Daddy's right here." I tried to convince myself that his absence was due to a delayed flight. But later that night, while watching the news, I saw him. He was on a crowded city street, holding a young girl in his arms. Beside him stood a woman, her smile soft and warm. Facing the camera, Roy said, "Being with them is my greatest wish." At that moment, something inside me broke. I wrote up the divorce papers, packed our things, and planned to take Eve to change her identity. I didn't want him anymore. The day before we left, a man I had never met came to see me. He was Roy's father. "You could call me Dad," he said, a faint smile playing on his lips. "But I'd rather you call me Ryan." I told him everything about the past five years—how I had waited, how I had hoped. When I finished, he laughed softly, an unusual warmth in his voice. "If it was just business," he said, "perhaps your father should have tied a bow around me and sent me to your bed instead. But I hold my liquor well—if I ever end up wrapped in a bow, you can be sure it's by choice."