I Used To Be The Boss

Cocky, arrogant, and dropped dead gorgeous: That described my boss, Mr. Craft, to a T. His thick hair, cold blue eyes and strong jaw held power in a conference meeting, causing women to melt in his presence. I’ve wanted to confront him on his stubborn attitude and critical demands for employees. I’d bitten my tongue in many scenarios and held in my true feelings over a dozen times. Keeping the peace was necessary until I had enough experience under my belt to move onto bigger and better things. The only problem was; Craft Marketing was the bigger and better, and the longer I stuck it out with him, meant more opportunities would arise. I’d been the only female intern to land a job directly under him, and was also the only one who hadn’t slept with him. I knew he was promiscuous with the tall and leggy blondes that breezed into his office looking immaculate, then scurried back out with mussed hair, flushed cheeks, and unbuttoned blouses. I'd ignore the magnetic pull of chemistry and curiosity between us. Unless it came to my advantage.

After her sister's death, Stella can only think about vengeance. She will go to hell and back to make those people pay for what they did. She will even bind herself to the ruthless mafia boss.

⚠️SPG⚠️ Lumaki ang tibo na si Roxine Caballero, na matatag at subok na ng panahon. Osto anyos pa lang kasi siya noon nang iwan sila ng kanyang ama, at hindi na ito muling nagpakita pa, kaya labis siyang nagtanim ng sama ng loob rito. Nang ma-ospital ang kan’yang ina dahil sa isang car accident, na-comatose ito, at walang may alam kung magigising pa ba ito. Malaki na ang nagagastos ni Rox sa ospital, pero nais niya pa ring madugtungan pa ang buhay ng kan’yang ina. Kaya ginagawa niya ang lahat para kumita ng pera, kahit kumapit pa siya sa patalim. Isang gabi sa isang private port, tahimik siyang nagmamatyag sa pagdating ng bagong shipment. Nag-aabang siya doon para magnakaw ng imported products, at binibenta niya ‘to sa malaking halaga. Pero tila malas kay Rox ang gabing iyun dahil naka-enkwentro niya si Darcos Ruggieri, isang Italo-Filipino billionaire businessman, at mafia boss. Nadaig siya ni Darcos, at akmang papatayin na sana, pero isang tauhan ng binata ang biglang dumating at pumigil rito. Pinadampot siya ni Darcos, at dinala sa mansiyon nito. Doon nalaman ng dalaga na matagal na pa lang patay ang tatay niya, at matalik nitong kaibigan si Darcos. Nais ni Rox na tumulong sa paghahanap sa pumatay sa tatay niya, pero hindi siya pinayagan ni Darcos. Nangako ang binata sa kanyang best friend na aalagaan niya ang mag-ina nito, at poprotektahan dahil may gusto ring pumatay sa mga ito. Sa umpisa ay para silang mga aso't pusa, kung mag-away, dahil sa pareho silang mga siga, at palaban. Ngunit sa huli ay pinalambot rin ng pag-ibig ang kanilang mga puso.

Ang maganda at masayang relasyon ni Amaya at ng nobyo niyang si Anthony ay biglang nagbago dahil sa isang gabing muntik na siyang mapagsamantalahan ng mga lalaking tila sabog sa ipinagbabawal na gamot. Lumaban si Anthony para sa kaniya, ngunit sa kasamaang-palad, may isang nagbuwis ng buhay ng gabing 'yon. Nakapatay si Anthony at nakulong dahil sa pagtatanggol sa kaniya. At bilang pagbawi, ginawa ni Amaya ang lahat para makausap si Atty. Nicholas San Martin --ang magaling na abogadong kilala niya. Hiningi niya ang tulong nito para matulungan ang nobyo na makalaya. Ngunit nabigo si Amaya, tinanggihan siya ng lalaki at umalis pabalik ng Maynila. Walang balak sumuko si Amaya para sa nobyo. Ngunit hanggang saan niya kayang lumaban para dito kung ang hinihinging kapalit ni Atty. Nicholas para sa pagtulong na gagawin ay siya mismo. "You want me to help him? Then, marry me." Nawindang si Amaya sa alok ng boss niya. Pagpapakasal dito kapalit ng tulong para sa kaniyang nobyo? Dalawa lang ang pagpipilian niya, magpapakasal kay Atty. Nicholas kapalit ng kalayaan ni Anthony o tatanggi siya kapalit ng habambuhay na pagkakabilanggo ni Anthony.

Addy Walker once believed love was supposed to be loud—felt in bedtime stories, laughter in the kitchen, and the warmth of arms that made the world feel safe. That’s how it was before her mother died. Before her father changed. Grief hollowed him out. The man who once teased and protected became a shell—quiet, cold, unreachable. Then came the bottles. The slammed doors. The bruises. Addy, now eighteen, has learned to survive in silence—walking lightly, speaking carefully, hiding her pain beneath long sleeves and polite smiles. She works long hours to keep food on the table while her father sinks deeper into debt and addiction. One night, she comes home to a dark, freezing house—again. The electricity is off. Again. And she knows why. She confronts him, her voice sharper than it’s ever been. He denies it at first, but the truth is already spread across the kitchen counter in final notice bills and losing betting slips. He’d gambled away the electric bill money on a horse. The argument erupts. He screams, she stands her ground. When he slaps her, she doesn’t flinch. Something inside her shifts. She’s done waiting for the man he used to be. Addy packs a bag. She’s leaving—for real this time. No plan. No destination. Just freedom. But as she storms out into the rain, a long, black car pulls up to the curb. A man steps out—tall, broad-shouldered, older. His face is hard, almost frightening in the shadows, but he’s striking. Dangerous. And calm.

Eleanor's heart pounded as Armando backed her into a corner, his eyes dark and unrelenting. "Why do you keep resisting me, Eleanor?" he asked, his voice a low threat. She tried to pull away, but his grip on her wrist tightened. "I won't be your possession, Armando." A slow, dangerous smirk curled on his lips. "We'll see about that." His hand snaked around her waist, pulling her against him, the warmth of his body making it hard to think straight. Before she could protest, his mouth claimed hers, fierce and demanding. She wanted to fight, but the intensity of his kiss shattered her defenses. Her hands, instead of pushing him away, gripped his shoulders, drawing him closer. When he finally pulled back, they were both breathless. "You can lie to yourself all you want," Armando whispered against her ear, his breath sending shivers down her spine, "but you can't deny what's between us." Eleanor's heart raced with conflicting emotions, knowing he was right-and hating herself for how much she wanted him. * * * * * * Eleanor's life spirals out of control when she is sold to Armando, a merciless Mafia boss. Their fiery confrontations spark a powerful and dangerous connection neither can deny. As betrayal and threats close in from every direction, Eleanor must decide if she can trust the man who holds her captive or if their growing bond will destroy them both. In a world of ruthless power struggles, love becomes the ultimate risk.

The deal was simple – have one dinner with the notorious crime lord, Declan Shaughnessy, and my dad’s gambling debts would be canceled. But I knew I was in deep trouble when he met me at the door looking fine as hell with those piercing blue eyes and a mouthwatering body built for sin. Over dinner, I could barely breathe when his hand grazed mine, and that wolfish grin set me quivering down below. An innocent slow dance quickly turned into a down-and-dirty horizontal mambo on his couch. Now I’ve become his burning obsession, and I’m trapped by the new debts my father owes the mafia. When that devilish grin spreads across Declan’s handsome face, I know that he'll never set me free-- especially now that I’m carrying his baby. ******** This steamy romantic suspense story is a standalone novel in the Wicked Billionaires Club series. Enjoy!

Estella is set to go in for her interview, she walks into the lobby where she is going to have sex with the boss. It turns out to be Adrian, her boyfriend of three years ago who raped her and carted away with all the money in her account. He is now a charming, sexy and billionaire boss, he looks at her with great lust and is more than eager to make up to her but she is double-minded. She seeks revenge but at the same time is deeply desiring Adrian, she can't get enough of his cock after the interview. Luckily, she is appointed and she becomes his escort, fake girlfriend upon attending events. Adrian drives her into the world of lust and unquenchable passion until she has forgotten all her plans to revenge. She is now drowning deep in the river of passion, not wanting to be saved. What happens when two formidable enemies, another ex of Estella and the secret wife of Adrian resurface and are determined to make sure they don't continue their love and lust.

“Apa!!!” Deva setengah teriak setelah mendengarkan apa yang dikatakan wanita di depannya yang selalu dipanggil Boss oleh orang-orang di kantornya. Wanita yang duduk santai sambil menatap wajah Deva yang pucat pasi setelah mendengarkan apa yang dikatakannya tanpa wajah bersalah yang bernama Adelia Cantara Hermawan, nama itu terpampang jelas di papan nama di meja kerja wanita itu “Apa kau tuli?” tanya wanita itu. Deva terbelalak, sikapnya langsung salah tingkah di depan wanita itu, dia tidak percaya hari ini dia di lamar oleh bosnya sendiri. “Anda bercandakan,” kata Deva mencoba tertawa dan berharap ini hanya prank belaka, tapi wajah dingin bosnya membuat senyum di bibir Deva langsung hilang begitu saja. “Kau sudah berapa lama bekerja denganku, apakah aku tipe orang yang mempunyai waktu untuk bercanda?” jawab Adelia. Deva berdiri lalu berkacak pinggang, “Ini bukanlah hal yang dapat anda putuskan sendiri, bagaimana anda bisa memanggil saya lalu meminta saya untuk menikah dengan anda, bagi saya menikah harus dengan orang yang kita cintai,” kata Deva panjang lebar. Adelia menyenderkan badannya di kursi sambil melipat tangannya, “Kau kira aku benar-benar ingin menikahimu?” kata Adelia lagi sambil membuka laci mejanya dan mengeluarkan sebuah map hijau ke atas mejanya.

Sold to the most ruthless mafia boss to settle her father’s debts, she learned to survive by playing the perfect, obedient wife. But beneath her submissive facade, she waited for the right moment to escape—to reunite with the one she truly loved. The night finally came. With her husband drugged and asleep, freedom was within reach. Yet, just as she thought she had won, he found her. His touch was deceptively gentle, his grip unyielding. With a chilling whisper, he shattered her hopes: "Did you really think you could leave me?"