Enhypen Drunk Dazed

“What is it? You sighed.” Gabriel stared at Rosalind. “I can’t do it ….” She shook her head. “It will be like I’m selling myself to you if I accept your offer. I’m not a whore, you know.” “Rose, I know you aren’t a whore. I don’t need to offer a whore anything, nor will I be interested in one, either.” He took her hand and kissed the knuckles. “I want you, Rose, only you.” “But why?” *** Rosalind Miller (twenty-three years old) is an orphan and poor. She has double jobs because she wants to get a bachelor’s degree to improve her life. It devastates Rosalind when her boyfriend of five years cheats on her. She goes drunk, only to wake up naked the next day beside a naked guy too, her ex’s uncle. Gabriel Da Costa (forty-five years old) is a transportation mogul in the five countries. Listed as one of the most eligible bachelors in the capital, including in the nearest countries, many women want to be with him, but he stays single for years. Knowing his nephew has been cheating on Rosalind for a long time, he feels sorry for her and brings her to his apartment when she is drunk. What will happen later after that night? Will it be a one-night stand only or will their relationship continue afterward? *** This is the second book of the series The Most Eligible Billionaire Bachelors/The Age-Gap Billionaire Series. The first book is My Beloved Billionaire. Despite being a series, readers can read both books as stand-alone.

Vernon Huxley is an orphan when his youngest sister and his parents died when he was ten years old. He witnessed the gruesome death of his family on the rooftop of the hotel. Since that night, he has sworn to himself that he will find and torture until death the person who killed his family. Until he met his father's friend. He adopted him and treated him like a real son. And when his father's friend died, everything was bequeathed to him because his father's friend has no family. He became a CEO of her company and was recognized as a good businessman. But despite everything he has a secret. Vernon met Avyanna Scott. When Avyanna applied to him, as a secretary. He accepted it with a reason. Avyanna prefers to work for another company rather than their own company. Avyanna is a talented person. She is smart, kind, loving, but she has a weakness. Avyanna has a boyfriend. But her twin likes her boyfriend. Avyanna is afraid that her twin will steal the man she loves. One day, she was invited to her friend's birthday party at an expensive hotel. His boyfriend was with her, but what she didn't know was that his boss, Vernon Huxley, was also there. Avyanna had no idea that her twin's had framed her. Instead of going to his boyfriend's hotel room, she ended up in another room. Because she was so drunk, she didn't know that she had sex that night with his boss. She can still afford to work in Vernon's company as Secretary? Will Avyanna discover Vernon Huxley's hidden secret?

Edward and I held our engagement party in Las Vegas. Everything seemed perfect—until someone suggested a game of Truth or Dare. One of Edward's female coworkers looked me straight in the eye. "I am pregnant. It is your fiancé's baby." Laughter burst out around us. Everyone thought it was a joke—except Edward. After the trip, we returned home. He looked uneasy. "I'm the father of Juliet's baby," he admitted. "Don't overthink it. We were on a business trip and got too drunk with a client. We accidentally spent the night together. "She is from a British aristocratic family. Reputation matters a lot to her. She will never marry me. She only wants to have the baby and raise it alone." "So what are you saying?" I asked. "I am the father. I have to take responsibility. I will stay in the apartment I rented for her and take care of her pregnancy on weekdays, and come home on weekends. "Our wedding will be delayed. We will get married after the baby is borned." I gave a small smile. So he had it all planned out. He was just here to inform me. He let out a sigh of relief, picked up his Rimowa suitcase, and walked out without looking back. I wiped the tears off my face and began packing away all the memories of our relationship. Suddenly, my phone buzzed. The voice on the other end sounded messy and emotional. "Margot, I freaking love you. Don't marry him. Marry me instead." I froze for a second, then replied, "Okay."

He steps closer to me... Closer... More closer... He pulls me close to him. His hand wrapped around my wrist. His eyes are into my lips. His hand grips my chin and his finger touches on my lower lips. I swallow my saliva... He slowly leans towards me. Our lips are an inch far. I closed my eyes... Against my ear, he whispered, "You are my women"... He steps closer to me... Closer... More closer... He pulls me close to him. His hand wrapped around my wrist. His eyes are into my lips. His hand grips my chin and his finger touches on my lower lips. I swallow my saliva... He slowly leans towards me. Our lips are an inch far. I closed my eyes... Against my ear, he whispered, "You are my women"... My temper sparked. I evert my eyes in his."In your dream", I shout and forcefully pushed him away... I run out of the room. My heart was pounding wildly in my ear. I took a deep breath, claim the rapid thuds in my chest. I desperately want to claim my heartbeat down... In reality, I am confused why my heart was pounding when he was close to me? Why did I close my eyes? Why I am blushing? I just hate him, isn't I? I asked myself why he said that to me? Is he drunk? I pulled my hair, Questions in my heart driving me crazy...

“I-I was in the shower then I got horny while thinking of you and started fingering myself until I came,” I said.  “I think I have become a nymphomaniac because of you, Donovan.” “Do you know what that is?” He chuckled, to which I nodded eagerly. “You are cute. Well, if you must know, buttercup,” He began, stroking my cheek. “I wasn't entirely pulling your legs that day. I want to fuck you, Emily. Ever since I got those pictures, I haven't stopped picturing you taking my cock in various positions.” “Really?” I croaked, arousal evident in my voice as I splayed my hands on his chest. + On their third anniversary, Emily Wright’s boyfriend coldly ends things between them. Heartbroken, she goes home, gets drunk, and takes lewd pictures of herself to feel better. By accident, she sends the pictures to the CEO of her company, Donovan Coleman. On discovering her mistake, she’s appalled but decides to put on a brave face. However, she’s further horrified to discover that Donovan is her ex’s brother, who unknown to her, was intrigued by her at first sight. An heated encounter with Donovan stirs up illicit desire within Emily that both confuses and excites her. A week later at a charity gala, they end up spending the night together. Throwing caution to the wind, Emily continues fooling around with Donovan. What happens when she falls in love with him? Will she end things before they spiral out of control, or will she choose pleasure over letting go?

On our wedding night, my husband Grayson's sister-in-law, Scarlette, stumbled drunkenly into our bridal suite and threw her arms around him, refusing to let go. "Kayla, my husband died young, and I really just want a child. Please, lend him to me for one night," she cried through her tears, shoving a toy into my hand. "I promise I'll return him tomorrow. And if you get lonely… you can use this to comfort yourself." I stood there, dumbfounded, my gaze shifting in confusion to Grayson, who was already helping Scarlette steady herself. "You're really going to sleep with her?" He avoided my eyes, his tone strangely urgent. "Don't overthink it. She's drunk and talking nonsense. I'll take her back to her room to rest." As he started to leave with her, I stepped in front of them, blocking their way. "Grayson, it's our wedding night tonight. Are you seriously going to walk out with her?" His expression darkened as he pushed me aside. "You're my wife now—try to be more sensible. Don't get jealous over something so trivial." Then, carefully, he guided her out of the room. I wanted to run after him and stop them, but when I saw the deep concern in his eyes as he looked at her, the truth finally hit me. The love this man had for me was no longer mine alone. And if that was the case, why should I cling to a marriage that had already soured? I might as well walk away with my head held high.

Moans. I hear moans. "Ugh! Faster!" I covered my ears like an innocent child hoping that they would quite down. I ran back down the kitchen and drank a glass of water. I'm not paid enough for this. Thinking back and I was already regretting my life decisions— NOT! Now that I have discovered how much of a big womanizer this fiancée of mine is, I think I now have a reason to dump him. Disguised as his maid is so hard just to get intel unto what his true colors actually are. Honestly wasn't the best idea, but it definitely is the most efficient one. I sat on the counter of the kitchen and rested my head on the table over my folded arms. Perhaps a nap might help innocent me up. Just when slumber finally came, I heard sloppy footsteps coming down the staircase. The "young master" finally finished his business. I went to meet them at the bottom of the stairs to greet his lady friend safety on her way home. "I can't wait for tomorrow night," she said in a seductive tone and batted her lashes on him. I held back my urge to barf. Her arms are all over him as if she was the drunk one when in fact it was my good for nothing fiancé. "You're too loud," Timothee replied as it was his way of rejecting girls. And yes, another girl cried that night. She won't be expecting to sleep with him again. As the lady went out the door, I look at the young master. His hair wet, topless and jeans unbuttoned. "Don't drool over me, scullery maid." And with that he went back up. Jerk!

Fiona Garbera was forced to face a harsh false ideology that love was never enough at her early age. She grew up with the mindset that love only makes one weak, judging by her parents failed marriage. Watching her father age with a sadness that years couldn’t erase made her swore never to give love a chance until hell freezes over. But a drunk one night of sexual bliss with her new boss Colt Harper who fate made them meet again became a threat to all her years of discipline against love. Colt Harper wanted more than a night with her, he wanted her heart and was determined to change her misconception about love and this brought a crack to the walls she had built as a defense against love all her life. Fiona was caught in a dilemma of either holding on to her walls of insecurity to be at the safer side or give into the undeniable attraction between them and stand a chance to risk her heart being broken or mended forever. She had to make a life changing decision as she realized that she couldn’t stand the chance of missing out on sharing the rest of her life with the one man who had taught her that love was a beautiful emotion. Fiona was done with running away from her feelings and the uncertainty that she feels comes with love because of the trauma she had as a kid as a result of her parents failed marriage. She dared to believe that a night with her billionaire boss could lead to happily ever after as she found a partner to deal with whatever crests and troughs life threw at them and she lived happily ever after in love as she chose love over fear.

"Why are you here?" mahinahon kong tanong. "Can't we just forget what happened and fix our relationship!" Nanggigigil nyang sagot "Wow ha! After i saw you with my very own eyes, having sex with my sister? Well, fuck you!" I smiled bitterly. "I'm drunk okay! And i don't know what i do! Bakit kasi magkamukha kayo ng kapatid mo!" He shouted. "Lasing ka man o hindi, alam mo ang ginagawa mo! At hindi ko kasalanan kung magkamuka kami! Why don't you ask our parents! At saka .. kung talagang mahal mo ako .. naramdaman mong hindi ako yon." He looks guilty. Nagbaba sya ng tingin. Nagpatuloy ako sa pagsasalita. "Magkaiba naman siguro kami ng halik diba? Magkaiba kami!" Gigil kong saad. I want to punch his face. I want to hurt him so bad kasi sobrang sakit ng ginawa nila saken. "I'm sorry. Saktan mo ako kung gusto mo. Please, ayusin lang natin to" he pleaded. Lumayo ako ng distansya sa kanya. "It can't be fix by just saying sorry. At gusto kong malaman mo na mas masakit kasi .. bkt kapatid ko pa? Of all people, bakit sya pa!" Sigaw ko habang umiiyak. Lumuhod sya harapan ko. "Please hon .. just this once .. forgive me" Umiiyak na din sya Mas lalo akong nasasaktan sa nakikita ko, tumalikod ako at .. "Umalis kana. Hindi ako Diyos para luhuran"

Twenty-year old Harper hasn't had much luck in life so far. Her mother is a drunk and a junkie and a serial dater, her father left them when she was five years old. Harper has never had a father figure, she only has her mother's boyfriends to go by. When her relationship with Dylan comes to an end, she is left devastated, lonely and filled with a longing to have someone who can make her feel whole, loved and protected. Dylan's father, Levi has been divorced for two years, he's hurting badly and wants a woman in his bed to take away the pain and loneliness. Harper is always at his house, the kid that was dating his only son and he can't help looking at her in a way he shouldn't. He knows she is way too young for him, he's thirty-seven and knows better but he can't resist her infectious smile, the way she laughs not to mention the way she looks. Can there be happiness between two people who are nineteen years apart, what will people think, what will his only son think? He must stay away from her at all costs, it could spell trouble for him. Only, Harper can't stay away from Levi he's everything she has dreamt off. He's powerful, strong and protective. He calls her Sunflower and takes care of her. He cooks for her, drives her to college and even buys her clothes. He's gorgeous, handsome, rugged and rides a motorbike. He's dangerous in so many ways but the hand of temptation is too much to resist.