Getting To Know You From The King And I Novels & Stories

She kissed the wrong man and became his wife. Leslie Webster has always been the family’s dirty little secret; an illegitimate daughter forced to live in the shadows while her half-sister basks in the spotlight. Her only solace is her long-term boyfriend... until she catches him in her sister’s arms. Heartbroken and humiliated at a glittering banquet, Leslie kisses the first man who walks in just to prove she still has a shred of dignity left. But the man she kisses isn’t just anyone. He’s Saint Baxter, the cold, untouchable billionaire who never lets a woman near him. And days later, he sues her for harassment. A story of revenge, redemption, and forbidden desire. When an unwanted kiss becomes the spark that burns down two empires, only love can rise from the ashes.

"Life was good until he walked in, he was stubborn, arrogant, and a ruiner," His essence makes her body appall every time, she is alone. He was nowhere, but he was everywhere. He swears that he will stay with her even if he will die, and he let this happen. When he got no way to be with her he got died and aimed to live with her, by taking place of her spouse. " Faith.... Faith...," She heard him growling, she turn and stare into his ferocious eyes. She frowned cause she saw him this way. " When I told you not to move from my eyes then what are you doing here?" He asks while his muscular body was pumped in. " Austin..... I... I am in the kitchen, as you see," She controls her horror and lets out. He abruptly clutched her arms, and let the pain. " Austin you are hurting me", she cried out. " What? he didn't do this before," He smirks and Faith felt this is not her Austin.

When Sarah is forced to accept the marriage proposal in place of Veronica, her half-sister, she never imagined the man to be Edward Huxley. Edward Huxley—formidable, most eligible billionaire bachelor in the country is infuriated when he discovers that it was the unknown, bland illegitimate Maxwell daughter that was in his bed, and not Veronica whom he had expected. Their first encounter ends in an unplanned one night stand. Veronica finds out Edward's identity and decides that she wants him. Together with her mother, they frame and humiliate Sarah. Edward despises Sarah and kicks her out after humiliating her, and she leaves the country shattered. Four years later, she returned, a confident and attractive career woman, alongside her adorable twins who share the same face with the country's heartthrob— Edward Huxley. "Don't flatter yourself, Mr Huxley, I have no desire whatsoever to cross paths with you again." "You have quite the mouth on you now," he smirked. "But, that's no way to describe your first— the man who took your virginity.” “How dare you?” Sarah hissed angrily. Edward chuckled darkly. “Oh! but I would dare, Miss Tanner. You have no idea the things I am capable of doing." ************************************** Edward is astounded at the drastic change and can't help falling for the new Sarah. He sets out to win her heart and build a family with their children. But Sarah does not make it easy for him. "Please," he whispered. "Give us a chance. Give me a chance to make it right. I want you, Sarah. I want you now, Sarah Tanner. And I know that you feel something for me too." Would he succeed? Or is he already too late given the presence of the enigmatic Benicio, who is always beside Sarah, his eyes dripping with love and adoration.

The operation had just gone dark when the chatter started in the comms. “Easy, Zane. Don’t burn through another mattress.” A low laugh came through the headset. Relaxed. Careless. “I’ve been deployed for six months. I needed the release. And don’t let my wife hear that.” More laughter. “Right. Take care of the little mistress first, then call home and play devoted husband?” My phone rang. His voice when I answered was warm. Intimate. Soft in a way it never was on the field. He said he missed me. Said he counted the days until he could come home. I watched the live drone feed while he said it. What he didn’t know was that three months ago, I had quietly transferred into the family’s Strategic Intelligence division. Every operation his crew ran, I was the one behind the monitors—tracking shipments, rerouting safehouses, intercepting rival signals, listening to every word spoken over secured lines. The first night he slept with her, I logged the timestamp. 00:43 hours. When the call ended, I dialed another number—encrypted, family internal. “I’ll accept your offer,” I said calmly. “After this job, I’m stepping away.” The voice on the other end was steady. Controlled. Powerful. “You’ll leave after the Palermo Capture,” he replied. “I’ll personally see to your relocation.” A pause. “Three days.”