Arti Big Boss

After 4 years, Serin comes back to Marionne City for the grand opening of her first art gallery and studio that is held in Crimson - The Skye Mall & Hotel owned by Jeremy, her former boss. She used to work for him, but she was forced to quit her job when Jeremy began to fall for her. He had no courage to snatch his older brother's happiness after knowing that he also had feelings for Serin. Because of the promise their mom had left Jeremy to keep which was to protect his older brother at all costs, Jeremy chose to walk away from Serin with his unconfessed love for her. Letting her go has brought him empty days and nights of painful regrets. But now that they crossed paths again, Jeremy will take this second chance to turn his unspoken feelings to a fearless confession, "I'm your ex-boss but I'm still your desperate lover."

Rose never expected her biggest challenge at work to be her arrogant CEO. When she’s forced into a business trip with her controlling boss, their strictly professional relationship quickly begins to blur. What starts as tension and constant clashes slowly turns into something far more complicated. As hidden emotions surface and unexpected moments bring them closer, Rose finds herself caught in a dangerous mix of hate, attraction, and undeniable chemistry. But when his past suddenly returns, threatening everything between them, she must decide if this steamy office relationship is worth the risk… or a mistake she should have avoided from the start.

“You are my husband?” “Yes, Lena.” “And you made me feel like I was a whore!” Tears rolled down her eyes as the reality donned on her. Helena is forced to sign a marriage agreement by her stepmother, who wants nothing but to throw her out of the house, she signs it regardless but doesn’t know who her husband is, she never cared to look at his pictures or know who he was and after four years she still hasn’t met him because he works in another country, that’s all she knows about him. After four years, she works as a secretary to her mean and arrogant boss. Although she hates it as she works with him but what was shocking was when she finds out her mean boss is her husband.

One accidental send. One ruthless Bratva boss. A love that burns dangerously hot and a secret daughter that could destroy them both. Mindy never meant to send those steamy nudes and explicit videos to her intimidating boss, Maron Korolev, the powerful Pakhan of the Korolev Bratva. It was supposed to spice up her dying relationship... until everything exploded. Fired, heartbroken, and coerced into his opulent palace a gilded cage of luxury and danger Mindy becomes captive to the dark, dominant man who's haunted her fantasies. But Maron is more than tall, handsome, and merciless. He's an obsession incarnate. As passion ignites into scorching nights of surrender, Mindy discovers she's pregnant with his child. In a world of betrayal, family secrets, and deadly enemies, one devastating misunderstanding tears them apart leaving Maron presumed dead and Mindy to raise their daughter alone for seven long years. Now, the ghost from her past returns: alive, unforgiving, and determined to reclaim what's his. With old accusations, vengeful kidnappers, and unresolved desire threatening to consume them, can Mindy protect her daughter... or will she surrender once more to the ruthless serenade of a man who could be her salvation or her ruin? A steamy, suspenseful Russian mafia full of alpha possession, second chances, heartbreaking twists, and a hard-won happily ever after.

Struggling towards her adulthood, Irisian Marie Villafuente accidentally shared the lies she told on her interview to the man in the elevator. What she didn't know that man is her one and only soon to be boss in the company. He is Zachary Levi Esqueza; a dominant, bipolar and sexy boss, who always get what he wants. When Iris started working in his company, she thought that it'll be just living hell. But she was wrong, the man offered her an arranged marriage in exchange to help her pay her family's debt. She thought it was that easy to be pretend as his wife infront of Zach's family, but she was wrong. As the time goes by, she found herself being captivated by him, leaving her with no choice as she altogether deals with his pasts and secrets. A past and secret that will change her life forever.

I am enjoy swimming, I don't know how long Marco has been gone. I didn't realize that I had reached the bottom of the waterfall because of the hot weather and the feeling of the cold water on the body feels really good that I even thought if I sat at the bottom of the waterfall to let the water pour over my almost naked body. I've only been there for a minute when I felt my brassiere come off my chest! It's because there's no lace and the brassiere I am wearing is in tube style. I was shocked by what happened and confused what to do first, how to cover my naked breasts. Should I jump off the water again to get my brassiere before the water washes it away, or should I stay here in the falls to get help from the water to cover my naked body. I looked around first to find Marco for help but he wasn't there! He is nowhere to be found! Shit! I immediately went down to chase after my brassiere when it was being swept away by the water. Now I am not sure if Marco not being here is a good or a bad news, but as I think of it realized that I would really faint if he sees me naked right now! Good thing I know how to swim so I got my brassiere at the right time. I immediately breathed a sigh of relief. "Great! Just in time!" I said to myself while holding my brassiere. Of course, my breasts are exposed, well I'm the only person here so it's okay anyway. "Wow, nice breasts. Round and big!" It was as if my soul left my body when I heard an unfamiliar voice from somewhere.

As I looked into my daughter's deep blue eyes, I knew I would protect her with everything that I had. Those same eyes were looking at me today over the boardroom table at our finance meeting. It was as if they were looking right through me. And the face that I would never be able to forget... The one I chose from a catalogue to be my sperm donor five years ago...

“You’re insane.” “Maybe,” Robert admitted, his eyes locked on mine and his face too close. “But I always get what I want and right now Kayla, what I want… is you.” ~~~ He needed a wife. I needed the money. Robert Moore is ruthless and dangerous, a man who terrifies the entire city. I’d paid no mind to the warning bells that rang in my head when I proposed to marry him for money. When I’d agreed to be his fake wife for a year. The rules were simple. No falling in love. No asking questions. Marrying him was supposed to be my solution-a business deal, a clean exchange. But nothing about Robert is simple. He’s bossy, arrogant, and so sinfully attractive that every look he gives me feels like a dare. Then came the threats. The enemies. The danger and guns. Now, I’m not sure where the act ends and where the truth begins. Because the longer I stay by his side, the more I realize I might not be pretending anymore… And the mafia boss who swore he’d never love might be willing to burn the whole city down just to keep me.

Cocky, arrogant, and dropped dead gorgeous: That described my boss, Mr. Craft, to a T. His thick hair, cold blue eyes and strong jaw held power in a conference meeting, causing women to melt in his presence. I’ve wanted to confront him on his stubborn attitude and critical demands for employees. I’d bitten my tongue in many scenarios and held in my true feelings over a dozen times. Keeping the peace was necessary until I had enough experience under my belt to move onto bigger and better things. The only problem was; Craft Marketing was the bigger and better, and the longer I stuck it out with him, meant more opportunities would arise. I’d been the only female intern to land a job directly under him, and was also the only one who hadn’t slept with him. I knew he was promiscuous with the tall and leggy blondes that breezed into his office looking immaculate, then scurried back out with mussed hair, flushed cheeks, and unbuttoned blouses. I'd ignore the magnetic pull of chemistry and curiosity between us. Unless it came to my advantage.

"Really? You would help me to take revenge?" I asked, stunned. "Yes, I will," Zaylen replied. “So… how do we start, Boss?” I was excited about this. I was done being sad and pathetic. It was time to strike back.  Zaylen furrowed his brow, thinking. “Hmm… To begin with, you should call me Zaylen instead of Boss.”  I gasped at the idea. “But you told us we cannot call you by your name without your permission.”  “Exactly, and now, I'm giving you the permission. Call me Zaylen, Liana.”