Chainsmokers Song Closer Lyrics

Sef Janessa Addison - known as Jeff - is a student at Jameson University; also an aspiring singer and lawyer. Growing up without a mom, she had nobody to turn to, not even her father for he had already remarried which turned Jeff's life into a living hell. She then started supporting herself, by doing several part-time jobs because she knew that asking for her father's help would be useless. A famous music producer had overheard her singing one day at her workplace, approaching the young lady with good intentions, Jeff cannot believe that this man has acknowledged her talent. Stepping foot inside the special school for aspiring singers, there she meets Axl Karlo Silas, whom she was dreaming of working with. There was never a time that a work of his has not made it to the charts. But as she gets closer and closer to her dream, Jeff's voice suddenly weakened; it's hoarse and raspy, she could not almost speak. What could possibly go wrong? As far as she could remember, she always do everything that she was told whenever it comes to taking care of her voice- her talent. Will Jeff ever achieve her dream or will she just give up?

“Isn’t this our first night? I’m ready to give my body to you, Mr. Alexandro,” Lucia said, already wearing sexy lingerie. Alexandro merely looked her over from head to toe. Lucia lowered her gaze; she wasn’t sure the man even wanted to touch her plump body. Alexandro stepped closer and closer, then pushed Lucia until she sat on the floor, her head tilting up toward her husband. “Do you like BDSM?” Alexandro asked. Lucia swallowed hard. This was the beginning of a nightmare for her. *** Lucia had never lived as a loved child. After her parents died, she grew up in her uncle’s house and was treated like a burden. Lucia was fat, quiet, and constantly compared to her beautiful cousin; she learned to accept insults as a part of life. Until one day, her uncle’s loan shark debts dragged Lucia into a contract marriage with Alexandro De Luca, a powerful man who was cold, cruel, and untouchable. That loveless marriage turned Lucia into a subject of ridicule in the cruel elite world, even in her own home. She was considered a disgrace and a wife unworthy of standing beside an Alexandro De Luca.

Ambitious journalist Renee takes on her riskiest assignment yet: going undercover to expose the criminal empire of billionaire mafia boss Luca Delvecchio. Her mission is to seduce him, gather evidence, and bring his world crashing down. But as she gets closer to Luca, the line between deception and desire begins to blur. Now Renee must choose between the story of her career and a man who's as alluring as he is dangerous.

For a chance to avenge her family, Angelica married the enemy--Curtis Arciero, the ruthless owner of the most famous nightclub in the city, a cold-hearted asshole with a heart made of stone. Keep your friends close and your enemies even closer, they say. But when the flames got too hot to handle and the chemistry too much, she realized she had a bigger problem at hand. Does keeping the enemy close include falling for his charm?

Sofia Russo dashed into the elevator, running late for work. But as soon as the doors closed, she found herself face-to-face with the notorious mafia don, Luca Greco. Her heart raced as he pulled her closer, his smoldering gaze sending shivers down her spine. Suddenly, he whispered in her ear, "Two minutes before the elevator stops. Enough time for a quickie." Sofia was taken aback, disgusted by his brazen proposition. She tried to push him away, but he was too powerful. “Disgusting” she blurted. "Sofia Russo," the words rolled off the tongue of the infamous mafia don, Luca Greco, as he pulled her closer, his smoldering gaze locked onto hers. "Ex-husband Tony Moretti. Has a seven-year-old daughter, Isabella." Sofia's heart raced as she realized this man knew more about her than she'd ever imagined. "Give me a chance, sweetheart," Luca demanded, his voice silky smooth. "Let me take care of you and your princess." Sofia was lost in the intensity of his gaze, but she knew better than to fall for a man like him. She'd been burned before and had no intention of repeating the same mistake.

She negotiated the terms of their marriage like a contract. He agreed to every condition without argument. That should have been her first warning. Sloane Mercer is a corporate attorney who built everything herself and trusts no one. When her father reappears after eighteen years with a debt that threatens her mother's home she does the only thing she can. She agrees to an arranged marriage with Beckett Rowe and walks into his world on her own terms. Beckett chose her deliberately. From a list of twelve names he chose hers. Not because of the arrangement. Because someone was already coming for her and he got there first. But the closer they get to each other the closer they get to a truth that will break everything open. Her father was sent to her door by design. The career she sacrificed everything to build was quietly poisoned before she ever walked through its doors. And the man behind all of it has been watching them both the entire time. The arrangement was never about a marriage. And falling in love was never part of the plan. But what happens when the only person who ever really saw you is the one person you were never supposed to trust?

"I'm not yours!" I snap, my eyes narrowing into slits as I glare at him. A wicked grin curls on his lips. "Oh, but you are, little deer. How can you even begin to deny it?" He leans in closer, his breath hot against my neck as he drags his nose along my skin, inhaling deeply. "You let me touch you. Now, you. Are. Mine." I shake my head vigorously, my voice trembling as I stammer, "I... I wasn't awake. I didn't know it was you. I thought it was him!" The words spill out, more an attempt to convince myself than to sway him. His dark, sinister laugh reverberates as he presses closer, pinning me against the wall, his body a cage around mine. "Yet your eyes were fixed on his face, weren't they, little deer? Even as you came so hard around my fingers." He's right. My heart pounds as I recall the moment, my gaze locked on Justin, terrified he would wake and discover us. Luna thought she had everything she wanted—a loving relationship with her boyfriend, Justin, and a life that felt secure. But everything changed in a single, haunting night. For years, Luna had been living under the shadow of a mysterious stalker, someone who invaded her apartment, left unsettlingly sweet gifts, and even stole her clothing. She never imagined that the danger was closer than she could have ever suspected. After a night of partying, Luna drifts off to sleep between Justin and his best friend, Dante. But what she doesn't know is that Dante, the man she trusted, is the very stalker who has been obsessing over her for years. And now, with her so close, his twisted desires are becoming impossible to resist.

When Sylvia lost her last family and thought this was where her life as a rogue began, the most powerful Alpha dragged her to his mansion. "I owe your father a debt," he said to her. "Anything you desire, I’ll give it." But as he leaned closer—cedar and danger swirling in the air—all she wanted was: His teeth on her neck. His kiss like a brand.

When the future Alpha and Beta of the Winter pack fight to hide and deny their inappropriate feelings for one another from everyone including themselves and each other, until secrets, truths and a mysterious magical heritage are revealed. Leading them down a branching, rocky path into the unknown and beyond in search of their happily-ever-after. Will the guilt, grief and pain along the way be too much for the young couple and shatter their world as they know it, or will they rise above it all to conquer and simply survive, or will their many foes and obstacles be too much for them and get in the way. **************** "If I have to dance with one more eligible bachelorette, I'm gonna ... " He stops mid rant as the band starts playing a cover of satellite by Nickelback, and I close my eye swaying to the opening notes. "Chilli?" Suddenly, Elias is back up on his feet, holding out his hand. "Hu?" Bewildered as I look up at him, "May I have this dance?" I look at Erin, who pulls a silly face and shrugs. "Umm," hesitant to his offer. "Come on, I know you like this song. Let's show them how it's done. Plus, it'll be nice not to have my feet stepped on at least once tonight. " he winks at me with a cheeky grin. His not wrong, I do love this song, and part of our training was learning all forms of ballroom dances. Taking a deep breath, I take his hand and let him lead me to the middle of the dance floor. I put my hand on his shoulder as his goes to my waist, which sent a spark through my nerves. Hu, weird, must be the rum and coke. We young wolves aren't allowed to drink much.

He has made it crystal clear that I’m not to call him ‘boss’ except on certain occasions, like right now, when his dominating gaze carries a hint of playfulness. I can’t help but smile every time he gets like this, all lovey-dovey, but when he whispers in my ears asking me to go on an adventure with him, it is like an invitation to a forbidden feast and the thought sends a shiver down my spine which unlike you would think, is almost painful. Maybe this is because I have been on an adventure with him for as far as I want to recollect. My memories, if you peeked inside, would be overflowing with every moment with him, each one a brushstroke painted with his boldness and my, well, let’s call it a touch of recklessness. I now wear a souvenir, a mark etched onto my soul. It’s like a silent agreement, a reminder that our fates are tangled, intertwined like climbing vines. He’s the puppet master, my very own Mr. Strings, and every twist and turn of his whims gets woven into the fabric of my being. Maybe you find that hard to believe, like something out of a fairytale. But trust me, my darling, as I unravel the threads of our adventure, one by one, you’ll understand. With each turn and twist, you’ll find yourself hooked, a willing captive in the captivating narrative of our lives, possibly harnessed in the labyrinth of our love, where danger dances with delight, and fate is etched in the footprints of a love like no other. So buckle up, dear reader, for this isn’t a mere tale, it’s a thrill ride, a love song made of equal parts fear and freedom.