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Wrong Girl, Right Love

Wrong Girl, Right Love

"Good evening, Mom. How was your day?" "My day was good, my love. How is yours going?" Her voice was a soothing balm against the stress of the day. "It’s... busy. My boss gave me a mountain of work to finish before tomorrow morning, so I won't be coming home tonight. I’m going to stay late and then head straight back in." "Oh, my dear," she sighed. "Just be careful. Don't get into any trouble." "I won't, Mom. Did you take your medication?" I asked, knowing how she tended to forget when I wasn't there to nag her. "Ah... I’ll take it now." "Mom, please. You need to stay strong for me." "I will, I will. I love you, Annabelle." "Love you too." After I hung up, the silence of the office felt even heavier. The lights were dimmed, except for the glow from my monitor and the soft yellow light spilling from Elias’s office. He was still in there, a silhouette of intense focus as he reviewed the project details. Suddenly, a sharp ping echoed through the quiet room. I jumped slightly, my eyes snapping to my computer screen. Unknown Email. No encrypted address. No profile picture No signature. Whoever sent this, don't want to be traced. "What is this?" I muttered, my skin crawling with a sudden, inexplicable chill. The subject line was written in bold, stark capital letters: BEFORE THE INVESTMENT. My pulse shifted into a frantic rhythm. I hesitated, my mouse hovering over the notification. When I finally clicked, my breath hitched. It wasn't just a message; it was a cache of attached documents, internal financial transfers, offshore account statements, and adjusted revenue projections. I realized instantly that these were different from the official files Elias had given me.
Romance
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Addicted To You

Addicted To You

"Do you miss me Bella...mia" She could recognize that voice even in her sleep. She stood frozen looking at him with wide eyes. "W..what.." she tried speaking but immediately closed her mouth breathing hard. She glared at him HARD while a handsome smirk appeared on his face. "What the hell are you doing in my house?!" she said,his eyes moving across her body especially on her exposed legs. He suddenly stood on his feet and she moved back, his presence affecting her. "What happened to your elbow" he asked. That was actually the first thing he noticed when she stepped out of the bathroom with a red towel wrapped around her tiny frame. "Why should I tell you that. I owe you no explanation" She said feeling uncomfortable under his scrutinized gaze. He took three long strides towards her before pinning her to the wall, his hot breath fanning her neck. Lexi could feel her heart pounding in her chest as her eyes met his ocean blue eyes. She hates to deny it but he grew much more handsome than before. A slow smirk appeared on his lips as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Lexi shook, trying to push him off but he stood gallantly like a statue, his height towering above her. " Let me ..go.. now" her voice hoarse. " I hate repeating myself Lexi. You might wanna start talking" Lexi Thompson, a retired cop, is trapped in a toxic game of cat and mouse with Antonio Saint Claire, a ruthless mafia kingpin. Lexi Thompson thought she'd escaped Antonio Saint Claire's toxic grasp but his obsession runs deep. Now she must play by his rules to preserve her sanity. Will she find a way to break free, or will their twisted love consume them both ?.
Mafia
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kikelomomustapha26
I didn’t like the male lead at first, but wow, this story pulled me in fast. It’s addictive, just like the title. Lexi is such a fiery, defiant queen. I usually avoid ongoing books, but I had to keep reading this one.
Bashirat Zakari
Get ready to be hooked! This ongoing story is a wild ride so far. The characters are great and the plot twists are surprising. I love how the author explores crime vs justice, with dark secrets that will keep you guessing. Can't wait to see what happens next.
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To Kiss My Enemy

To Kiss My Enemy

"Oh, dear officer, would you like to play a game?" The Mafia asked, twirling a knife in his hands. "Game? The only game I know it's sending you to jail," Wade took out the handcuffs and wanted to cuff his hands. Suddenly before Wade knew it, he was spun around and pushed against the wall. Shit! Did this bastard just handcuffed him?! "Hey! How dare you -" "Handcuffed an officer?" The man laughed wickedly. Wade's face paled and he froze. Fuck! This bastard tricked him! "Officer," the man dragged his finger across Wade's lips seductively, "How dare you enter my territory without my permission?" "Y-you," Wade's body shook with rage. Who was this man?! His fighting skills were obviously better than his, yet he had been pretending all along! "You must be curious about me," His fingers caressed the curve in Wade's back, sending a shiver down his spine. What happens when duty clashes with an irresistible attraction to a dangerous enemy? Newly appointed police chief Wade Harrington is on a relentless mission to cleanse the city of crime. As he delves into a perplexing missing person case, he stumbles into the lair of the world's most notorious criminal, the enigmatic Mafia King, Vincenzo Luciano. Vincenzo is a master of getting under Wade's skin, challenging him at every turn, and haunting his dreams. As their confrontations intensify, the lines between duty and desire blur, igniting a fiery passion neither can deny. Destined to be enemies, like oil and water, Wade and Vincenzo are inexplicably drawn to each other. Their encounters spark a dangerous game of cat and mouse, where Wade's attempts to capture Vincenzo only lead him deeper into the Mafia King's seductive grasp. Will Wade uphold his duty, or will he succumb to the magnetic pull of his greatest adversary?
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Pendekar Naga Petir

Pendekar Naga Petir

Di sebuah desa kecil di kaki gunung pada galaksi terendah, lahir seorang bayi yang menggemparkan seluruh sembilan galaksi. Langit mendadak gelap, petir mengguncang jagat, dan seekor naga berkepala empat bermata dua belas muncul, hanya untuk lenyap masuk ke tubuh bayi itu. Fenomena itu membuat para penguasa galaksi tertinggi gemetar ketakutan—karena bayi itu terlahir dengan garis darah ilahi yang tak tertandingi. Bayi itu bernama Qin Shan, putra dari sepasang kultivator hebat yang bersembunyi dari musuh klan mereka. Namun, takdir Qin Shan berbeda dari siapapun. Ia memiliki empat garis darah ilahi—Naga Petir, Matahari, Bulan, dan Bintang—dan empat dantian sejak lahir. Segel darahnya membuatnya tampak biasa di mata orang lain, sampai suatu hari ia menemukan harta peninggalan pendekar kuno. Di situlah ia mendapatkan dua warisan yang akan mengubah hidupnya: Kultivasi Semesta, teknik misterius yang bisa menyedot energi dari segala arah. Kultivasi Fisik Dewa Perang, jalan keras untuk menempa tubuh menjadi wadah yang tak tergoyahkan. Namun kekuatan besar datang dengan harga besar. Untuk melangkah satu tingkat kecil saja, Qin Shan membutuhkan lima kali lebih banyak sumber daya daripada kultivator biasa. Apa yang bagi orang lain cukup untuk satu sekte besar, baginya hanyalah langkah kecil. Qin Shan tak gentar. Dengan Batu Teratai Ilahi yang menyatu dengan tubuhnya—sebuah dunia mini yang bisa ditinggali manusia, ditanami herbal, dan kelak menjadi surga kultivasi—ia mulai menapaki jalan penuh darah dan pengorbanan. Musuh-musuh yang tamak datang satu per satu. Dari perantau hina, sekte kecil, hingga penguasa galaksi. Namun di tiap pertarungan, Qin Shan bukan hanya berjuang untuk bertahan, tapi juga menguat, melampaui batas, dan menorehkan jalannya sendiri. Dari galaksi terendah, ia akan menantang langit, menembus sembilan galaksi, dan melangkah ke dunia surgawi, dunia Dao, hingga dunia Tao. Dengan empat garis darah ilahi, tubuh surgawi, mata ilahi, dan tekad baja—nama Qin Shan akan mengguncang semua dunia.
Pendekar
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Killed by Her Thrift, Reborn for Revenge

Killed by Her Thrift, Reborn for Revenge

Ever since I married Myra Cowan, I started living like a beggar despite making an annual salary of a million dollars. She kept telling me, "We should hang in there for now, honey. Once we've saved enough money, we'll be able to live however we want without worrying about our financial situation." My closet was stuffed with old suits bought ten years ago. My lunches were always sandwiches, which were nearing their expiry dates, bought from convenience stores. My friends made fun of me for marrying a woman who was addicted to saving money. But my heart went out to Myra for suffering with me in life. But when I was diagnosed with late-stage stomach cancer and needed money for a life-saving surgery, Myra broke down in tears and told me that all of our savings were kept in a fixed-term deposit. Before I drew my last breath, I heard Myra telling her younger brother, Dwight Cowan, over the phone in a gentle tone, "I've already transferred you the down payment for your house." When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the day Myra demands that I sell my gaming account in exchange for money. The monitor shows a familiar login screen. Myra can be seen standing next to me. "This account can be sold for 8,000 dollars. We can save three months' worth of expenses with this money!" I just laugh in response. In my previous life, I had done nothing but save money. In the end, all of my money became someone else's assets. Why the hell should I save money in this life? With just one click on the mouse, I reload a million dollars into the game right away. Immediately, a reddish-golden meteor shower covers the skies of the entire server. The system makes an announcement in a bold, enlarged font that gets repeated for a long time. "Player 'Void' spares no expense, inviting fair maidens from across the realms to forge a destined bond! Those who are interested are welcome to attend the Celestial Lake Gathering. A bride price of one million awaits—offered in exchange for a single, sincere heart."
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