Addison Winters Novels & Stories

Daisy Hunter is packing her bags to retire home. Stepping out the door was Wade Roberto,"Daisy Hunter, remember it's twenty billion dollars." He muttered and blew kisses in the air and left the office. Daisy Hunter stared askance at him as her thoughts raced. 'Why did Wade Roberto choose me out of all the ladies at the office?' 'Why would he be offering such a huge amount of money for a two year marriage contract?' This and many more thoughts raced through the mind of Daisy Hunter as if she had stepped into a convoluted maze with no clear path forward.

My foot hits a white envelope. Addison's paycheck.

“He’s going to pay for this. I swear, I’ll make him pay.” Just then, a soft ping echoed from her phone. She snatched it up, her blood boiling as she read the email from Wells Enterprises. Subject: Termination Notice – Victoria Greenwood Dawson Dear Ms. Dawson, After thorough internal investigations, it has come to our attention that you were directly involved in actions that compromised the integrity and reputation of Wells Enterprises. Specifically, it has been found that you played a role in the recent scandal involving billionaire Adrian Volkov—an incident that not only threatened the stability of the company but also the public image of Mr. Wells himself.

Alex's POV Maya talked for eleven minutes straight. She told us everything. How she'd been recruited at sixteen by a man named Harlan Voss, a financial criminal who saw potential in a poor, brilliant girl from Queens. How she'd worked her way through college, then into HR at Ross Industries, specifically because Harlan needed someone inside. How she'd spent twelve years building trust, making herself indispensable, becoming my best friend while simultaneously running money through company accounts with surgical precision. "Your mother found a discrepancy in the books," Maya said, almost fondly. "She was so good at her job. Too good."

His eyes swept the waiting area briefly before he disappeared down another corridor. I hugged Finn tighter, though he didn’t notice. Something was unraveling here—threads I didn't understand but could already feel tightening around us. The waiting room buzzed louder now. I caught snippets of awe: “Isn't that Kai Harrison? The superstar?” “Harrison?” I whispered, unfamiliar. Curiosity pricked. I pulled out my phone, searched—and froze. Kai Harrioson: global superstar. Son of the matriarch of one of Dubai's wealthiest families. His brother: Rowan Harrison, a formidable lawyer. Sage Harrison, a celebrated surgeon. Their family not only commanded Dubai’s fortune but also owned vast estates in th

He read it twice, at first, the words blurring together in the cold harshness of the screen. BILLIONAIRE CEO GRANT HARRISON ASKS OUT JUNIOR WORKER MADDISON CARTER IN SHOCKING GALA SURPRISE. He took a deep breath. A mistake. Some other Maddison Carter. Not that the name was that rare. But the picture below the headline was a fuzzy, candid photo snapped at the gala he'd seen everywhere a few days ago. And that face… fuzzy or not, it was without doubt hers.

Alexandra says. She notices Gerald face morph into a small smile. "Alexs. Chris asked me to call you." A third party, interrupt them. Putting a stop to there conversation. Alexandra quickly turns back, only to see a suspicious look on Karis face. Typical of Karis. "We will see before I leave," Gerald says with a calm smile. ________________________🖊 Alexandra is currently in front of the main building listening to WAP by Cardi B ft Megan Thee Stallion. Since the music was released, she couldn't stop herself from listening to it.

"So you can pretend to be a famous Ghostwriter in America or England or whatever! So my mother won't be able to find your name. Ghostwriter won't leave any traces," Jenna smiled, she liked the idea. Wow, her life will be full of challenges and mysteries. Jenna Johnson, the most wanted ghostwriter in America! Great! Jenna likes it! After eating Jenna and Adam returned to the room. Adam enjoyed watching Netflix on his laptop, while Jenna was busy making a list of the contract marriage requirements that she will submit to Adam. "Suddenly I feel like drinking coffee," said Adam without turning from his laptop. "Just make it yourself!" Jenna said lazily.

Anything but what he knew it was. Addison paused before dropping gracefully into the seat opposite him at the small table near the windows where he’d taken his breakfast, and he saw a host of emotions he couldn’t quite identify chase across her face in a single instant before she smoothed it out into her customary neutrality. That annoyed him, too. “Has something happened with the ‘Romanoff Resort’ there and it requires your personal attention?” Addison asked, her voice as calm as the rest of her. She was behaving as if last night she hadn’t sounded so uneven, so breakable. As if he hadn’t touched her like that, as though she were fragile. Precious, even.

My face pulled into a sour frown at the thought. "I'd say it is," she whispered in reply, stopping abruptly. She turned around to look at her boss' car which we had just pelted with eggs and laughed. "Do you know how pissed he would be tomorrow?! His car is going to reek for days!" If I didn't find it funny, I didn't show it. This was supposed to be a vindication trip for Addy. Her boss had lied to her and tricked her into sleeping with him despite having a wife and daughter. Addison was going to feel awful forever especially since she would remember it for most of her life. I understood her anger. But I didn't think she was entirely innocent in the matter.