Business Casual Bk Borison

I lifted my head from Rhys's arms, his strong chest rising and falling against my cheek. Silk sheets tangled around our naked bodies, the air thick with the scent of our passion. After a passionate night with my childhood friend, the Mafia heir, I was jolted awake at three in the morning by the shrill ring of a phone. It was the Don, ordering me to bring Rhys back to the estate for an arranged marriage. I figured it was just another heiress trying to claw her way into the Griffin family, so I kissed his forehead, pressing myself against him and whispering with a low laugh. "Rhys, what's your plan for this boring princess?" He arched an eyebrow, wrapping a lazy arm around my waist. "Baby, make sure you pick out a good tie for me. I need to make a good impression on my future father-in-law." Seeing me freeze, Rhys sat up and shot me a casual glance, his voice laced with indifference. "Maeve, what's with that reaction? We're just having fun." "You didn't actually think you were going to be the next Donna of the Griffin family, did you?"

Kassandra Ympress is tired of being the perfect daughter of the rich tycoon that's why she decided to cut off her relationship with her father. Being the only daughter, the weight on her shoulder is unmeasurable. She will be the next heiress of the multi-million business and she was not ready for that. As well as marrying her father's business partner! And so, she runs away. Only to be captured by the beast in the business world, Zackarious Bullet Hyacintt. Whose heart was stiff as a stone and was looking for his cheater wife to take revenge. The only mistake is when he found Kassandra who looks exactly as his wife.

It was all her fault. My life could have been simple—40-hour shifts at KFC, sneaking extra chicken crumbs, and binge-watching reality shows. But no. Instead, here I was, standing at the altar, saying I do to a man whose idea of “casual” involved drugs, women, and murder on speed dial. Thanks, Mom. Not only did she ruin my life, but she also sold it—traded me off to the deadliest Mafia boss alive, Mario Santiago, as if I were some secondhand couch on clearance. Mario Santiago. Yeah, that Mario Santiago. The Human Terminator. The guy whose enemies mysteriously vanish like my paycheck two days after payday. And now, I was his wife. He glanced at me with a slow, wolfish smile that practically screamed trouble. That was when I knew two things: 1. I was completely doomed. 2. This man was going to wreck my heart (and probably my life). But hey, it could be worse, right? At least I’d get a killer wardrobe out of it. *** Are you looking for romance and humor? Stuck with Mario Santiago is a hilarious, Mafia billionaire romance filled with danger, betrayal, drama, and a love story you won’t forget. Dive in—you won’t regret it (but the characters might).

After my husband, Samson Ferrell, receives his year-end bonus, he takes his godsister, Maya Taylors, on a three-month overseas trip. Meanwhile, I'm forced to continue working while taking care of our children on my own. In the middle of the night, when my children catch fevers simultaneously, I have to console my younger daughter with soothing words while wiping my oldest daughters down with a damp towel. My phone doesn't stop buzzing the whole time. From time to time, I receive pictures of Samson and Maya in swimwear while lounging under the Moldave sun. Sometimes, I see photos of them skiing happily in Chwiss. Honestly speaking, if Samson is just a friend of mine, I'll find myself admiring his relaxed and casual lifestyle. Unfortunately, he is my legal husband. My phone screen lights up again. This time, it's a racy picture sent by Maya. "Hey, I heard that you're taking care of the children at home. Well then, I shall take good care of Samson." After saving all of the photos and purchase history, I book an appointment with a divorce attorney. The day of Samson's return to the country will be the day he receives a lawsuit to recover marital assets.

I stood at his foot, looking him over. The way he kept up his arms, made the muscles of his arms bulge, leaving those on his abdomen flexed. He looked like a model posing for a casual photo. Just then, a disturbing thought entered my head as I stared at his body. I closed my eyes and shook my head to expunge the illicit thought that crept into it but the thought became vivid behind the darkness. I flipped them open and stared at him again. Then throwing caution and the thought of the dreadful future out the window, I crouched on all fours and crawled on both sides of him till I was face to face with his chest. Slowly, I laid my body on top of his, placed my palms on his chest, and rested my jaws on it. The body contact sent warmth and something sweet up and down my body, going to rest on its usual place below my waist. He still had his eyes closed but I knew he was awake because his face slowly lit up in a beautiful smile, then ever so leisurely, his arms slid down and wrapped around my waist.

Aurora Lewis hid away her feelings for Rowan Keller when she had to marry him for business' sake. But after two years and watching him go through half a dozen girlfriends and disrespect their marriage, she decides to call it quits. But Rowan can't let that happen and now he has to play his cards to keep his marriage and business shares intact.

The air in the Parisian haute couture salon smelled like money and fear. I’d waited six months for my wedding dress. Now, it was draped over the shoulders of Sofia Ross—the trending influencer, and my mafia fiancé Vincent Cassio’s god-sister. The salon manager was sweating bullets, his eyes darting between me and the man lounging on the velvet sofa. Vincent Cassio stood up. He adjusted a fold of the diamond-encrusted train on Sofia with a casual flick of his wrist. “Her premiere next week needs a statement piece. She’s borrowing it. Pick something off the rack and stop making a scene.” His tone was flat, final. Under the crystal chandeliers, Sofia admired herself in the full-length mirror, a triumphant smile on her lips. I looked at my reflection in the same mirror, wearing jeans and a soaked trench coat. I looked like a lost tourist. Suddenly, the entire past year of planning felt like a sick joke. I didn’t yell. I just felt cold. Numb. I slipped the five-carat engagement ring off my finger. It hit the glass coffee table with a sharp, final click. “You’re right, Vincent. I don’t need this wedding dress. This wedding… I don’t need it either.”

Daisy-Belle thought her one-night stand was just that—one night, no strings attached. But when a casual fling with a mysterious stranger turns into a tabloid headline, her world flips upside down. The father of her unborn child is none other than Zayden, a 26-year-old billionaire playboy gracing the cover of every magazine with his devilish charm and notorious escapades. For Daisy-Belle, this revelation is more than a shock—it's a potential lifeline. "He's a billionaire, Daisy," her mother exclaims, eyes gleaming with a mix of desperation and opportunity. "This could solve all our problems." Zayden, with his insatiable desires and aversion to commitment, is the last person ready for fatherhood. When Daisy-Belle confronts him with the news, he’s incredulous. "There’s no way this is happening," he snaps, his eyes cold and dismissive. But Daisy-Belle’s mother isn’t one to back down. With a steely resolve, she threatens to expose Zayden’s darkest secrets and tarnish his pristine reputation. The stakes are high, and the tension is electric. "Marry her, or I’ll ruin you," she declares, her voice unwavering. Will Zayden bend to the pressure and agree to a marriage of convenience? Will Daisy-Belle find the strength to continue with her pregnancy despite his cruel rejection and biting insults? "You're nothing but a gold-digger," Zayden sneers. But can Daisy-Belle prove there's more to her than meets the eye?

Crystal; a seventeen years old girl, kind, intelligent and brave. As a waitress in a restaurant, she had been living a casual life with her stepparents and she didn't have any problems, at least not until she met Logan The Alpha werewolf always made her body react strangely with his presence. She was curious to figure out why that happens so she stalked Logan Logan became disgusted with her thinking she was only doing it to become his Luna, he despised her for that. On a full moon night, they bump into each other and end up having a one-night-stand. This led to the birth of Aidan However, Logan didn't know about the child, he left the country after the regretful one night stand. He returns after 3years and bumps into Crystal. he intends to punish her and the first step to achieving that goal was making her work for him. Crystal was worried that Logan would harm her child, so she hid him away Their love-journey wasn't an easy one, not when they've a vampire as a rival. Crystal possessed a special power and he wanted it. An Alpha's daughter who intends to separate them so she can become Luna.

The Duke was standing in the middle of the room, his hands in his pockets, his head tilted to one side. It was a relaxed, casual pose, and yet the way he looked at her was anything but casual. The deep midnight of his eyes burned and he radiated a subtle, sensual energy that made the air around him crackle. He looked like a man who’d never heard the word ‘no’ in all his life. Unluckily for him, ‘no’ was the only word she had. “There's no reason why I should stay,” Anna clasped her shaking hands together in an effort to still them. “I’m not marrying you.” His gaze flickered, his mouth curving slightly, and she had the disturbing thought that far from putting him off, her insistence was only inciting him further. “But you haven’t heard my proposal yet,” he said mildly. “Isn’t that why you’re here?” “I don’t need to hear it. I already know that my answer will be no.” “Of course. But you can hardly tell your father that you heard me out when you haven’t, in fact, heard me out…. Anna.”