Chat Noir X Ladybug

"Can I taste you down there?" He said and I swallowed. "I want to claim you." His words disrupted my thoughts and I inhaled in a sharp breath. "When you fell on my hands before practically falling on the floor, I knew I just had to have you." His deep voice reverberated throughout the empty room. He was sounded confident—no he was confident. "Even if it's for a night." “I want to feel your skin on fire. I want to inhale the sharp of your breath as blood rushes through your body. Tell me bunny, are you wet right now?” He asked and I inhaled sharply. He growled. She was Fire, and he wanted to consume every bit of her. It was supposed to be a one night of fun, letting go and celebrating graduation from college. That was all Emma had bargained herself for. He was Gideon, the owner of the biggest club in New York and few other countries. A typical player? No that wasn't the type of man he was, but that didn't mean he didn't mind having some fun occasionally. Or maybe more than occasionally. What then happens when the one night of fun revolves into a forever when an unnerving situation binds both parties together? Would they be able to make the best out of the situation or would it turn out to be a disaster?

Ronan Vale’s life changed in one night. He was a normal college student, until he was kidnapped and sold in a secret auction. He swore he would escape but unfortunately for him, fate had other plans. He was bought by Maddox Volkov, a man as rich as he was ruthless, powerful, dangerous, and untouchable. Maddox claims Ronan means nothing to him, that he only bought him for his brother. Yet he refuses to let him go. He keeps him close, protects him, and watches him like he’s something he can’t afford to lose. Ronan wants freedom and Maddox wants control of his life but neither of them expected the one thing more dangerous than captivity, feelings. When enemies come for Ronan, Maddox must make a brutal choice, to either set him free… or destroy anyone who dares to take him.

They say a fated mate only happens once. So why do four powerful Alphas claim me as theirs? Amara Elwood's first shift should've been a celebration. Instead, she was publicly rejected by her mate and cast out like a curse. Broken, humiliated, and alone, she fled-only to collapse deep in the heart of the Infinite Pack's territory, a place feared by all. When she wakes, four Alpha males stand over her. Dangerous and unbelievably gorgeous. But Amara doesn't believe in second chances, and definitely not four. She doesn't trust their heated stares, or the way her body reacts when any of them are near. Especially Dante-the coldest of them, the one who fights his bond the hardest... and the one who haunts her most. Tension simmers. Secrets stir. And Amara finds herself tangled in a web of passion, power struggles, and pack politics as the Alphas begin to fall-hard-for the girl who was never supposed to survive. But love this dangerous doesn't come without a cost. And some bonds were never meant to be broken.

My boss, Patrick Hoffman, has made a bad investment that fails. When the board wants someone to be held accountable for the loss, he makes me the fall guy. Now that I've been fired from the company, I can no longer make my mortgage payments. My wife, Georgia Lowe, ends up falling seriously ill as well. In dire need of money, I ask Patrick for my severance pay. Sitting in his luxury car, he simply tosses me a few hundred dollars, saying, "You expect me to give you severance pay? I lost over a billion dollars because of you, Heath! How dare you ask me for money? "Here. Take these hundred-dollar bills and buy your wife a decent coffin!" My fists clench as I watch him drive off. Later that night, I drop a bombshell in a group chat filled with investors and business owners. "Seeking employment—bringing years of professional experience in cooking the books to the table. My former boss has nothing but praise for my abilities!"

I secured a big deal for the company and was promoted to manager. However, I overheard my boss' secretary gossiping in the pantry, saying that I was brainless and only got where I was by using my body. I was so angry that I wanted to report it to the police. Surprisingly, her husband stopped me and forced his wife to bow and apologize to me, begging for forgiveness. Things got worse on the next day. Someone shared my inappropriate photos in the company group chat along with records of me supposedly checking into a hotel with a man. My colleagues looked at me with contempt, as if they all knew what was happening but refused to speak up. Even my boss fired me, saying I had moral issues. My husband immediately divorced me when he found out, took our daughter away, and left me with nothing. Neighbors pointed fingers and whispered about me. I was so overwhelmed that I lost my senses and was killed by a car crash. When I opened my eyes, I returned to the day I was promoted.

Ever since I tied the knot with Connor Steele, he ditched his playboy ways and cut off all his side flings. Everyone thought I had him wrapped around my finger, with our perfect little family. But that all came crashing down on our ninth anniversary when I accidentally saw his group chat with his friends. [Connor, how was that Bentley ride with Ashley yesterday? Pretty wild, huh?] [We tried every spot imaginable. She's totally obsessed with me and can't get enough.] There was a steamy photo of them attached, and the group was blowing up with cheers and congrats, wishing them happiness ever after. I stared at the screen, feeling a sharp stab of pain hit me right in the chest. It turned out that all our happy moments were just a carefully staged performance. I sat there in a daze all night, waiting for him to get home. When he finally walked in with a cake, I let out a cold laugh. "I know everything now. Aren't you sick of faking it?"

Nara Evans Claudya, Marketing Director di sebuah perusahaan teknologi global di Manhattan, hidup dalam ritme cepat—presentasi besar, networking, wine di rooftop bar, dan rapat lintas zona waktu. Di mata semua orang, dia sukses. Tapi setiap malam, ia mematikan lampu dengan rasa sepi yang sama. Segalanya runtuh ketika Bara Damien Dane, mantan kekasih yang dulu pergi tanpa pamit ke London, tiba-tiba muncul sebagai konsultan strategi untuk proyek internasional. Kini, mereka harus bekerja sama dalam proyek miliaran dolar—berpura-pura tak punya masa lalu. Tiap kata yang mereka kirimkan di chat langsung dihapus. Tiap sentuhan terasa dosa. Tapi hati mereka terus mengkhianati logika. Di tengah kota yang tak pernah tidur, mereka saling menemukan lagi—tapi hanya sebagai rahasia. Karena cinta terlarang hanya bisa mampir sebentar, sebelum akhirnya harus pulang ...

One reckless kiss. One lethal secret. One Boss from Hell! Ariana Vale had a plan: wear a red power suit, ruin her cheating ex’s night, and kiss a gorgeous stranger to prove she’s moved on. It was the perfect performance. Until she walked into work the next morning. The stranger she borrowed isn't just her new CEO, he’s Lucien Blackthorne, an Alpha King with a silver heart and a predatory streak. He’s cold, he’s possessive, and thanks to a viral family group chat, he’s officially "taken" by the girl in the red suit. Now, Ariana is trapped in a corporate empire built on blood and moonlit secrets. Between a vengeful arranged bride and a boss who watches her like his next meal, she has one goal: Survival. But in Lucien’s world, "No" is just a challenge, and "Mine" is a death warrant. She prayed to be too bitter to eat. He decided he liked the taste.

“Does my twin brother make you moan like this?” He asked and I whimpered. He was torturing me, and I could no longer bear it. I watched as he brought out his finger, only to put it in his mouth and lick. I swallowed as I also imagined his twin brother doing the same. I was in a trouble I didn’t know how to get out of. Darlene would never expect to get married to Alexander. What she didn’t see coming was falling for Alexander and his twin. She is left to decide in which twin she is actually in love with, while both of them fought over her.

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