Mpo Boss

Skylar William is an artist who has just graduated from school. She needs a job urgently. The only job vacancy available is with a billionaire boss. After falling in love only once and having her heart shattered, she vowed never to fall in love again. But when she was face-to-face with the billionaire boss, only then did her shattered heart beat again. VINO Matthew Thompson is the second child in the Thompson family. He is the CEO of Thompson's Art Centre. He vowed never to mix business with pleasure, especially not with his employees, but when he employed Skylar William, he didn't know the rule would no longer matter as he thrived to make her heart beat again.

After trying to save his secretary from falling into another man's devious scheme, Aaron Castell ended up having a one-night stand with her. She was Kathleen Jones, a regular innocent woman, at least that's what he thought. After that incident, Aaron deliberately used Kathleen to help him chase away any women who tried to get close with him by pretending to be his girlfriend. Along the way, he gradually fell in love with her as well. However, little by little secrets of her true identity began to unfold before him. Would he still love her if he knew she was not what she appeared to be? Could he accept her inimical identity?

I WASN'T MEANT TO BE HERE! I wasn't meant to be with a man I said no to, but obviously couldn't take no for an answer. I was meant to be at Fairview, taking as many court cases as I could. When I consented to this, I thought it was going to be easy. I thought he was harmless and was only out to protect me. So I fell in love, without giving my heart enough time to think about it. But like they say, 'MOST EVIL COME CAMOUFLAGED AS GOOD'. When I finally realized the truth, I had to fight to live and leave. But alas, even after fighting, I realized that I couldn't escape the Genovese brothers. There is no escaping when any of them want you. Death has finally come to me; my soul has been taken, and I'm now Hollis Genovese's full prized-possession. There is no escape!

When frustrations over her joblessness lead Stella to reluctantly heed her best friend Lyra's urging for a night of reckless abandon at the club, she never expected to surrender her virginity to a skilled stranger's seduction. However, the next morning's twist of fate leaves her stunned - Stella has been hired as a caretaker for the reclusive yet ruggedly handsome billionaire Mr. Lockwood, who is an uncanny doppelganger of the very man who stripped her of innocence just hours before. Though Mr. Lockwood's wheelchair-bound state seems to defy the passionate lover she knew, Stella must unravel the possibilities and darker secrets surrounding his true identity. Is this wealthy enigma truly the sultry stranger she knew so intimately, or are sinister truths lurking beneath his charming exterior? Can Stella resist the growing obsession that threatens to consume her with every encounter? What twisted games is Mr. Lockwood playing, and how far is he willing to go to possess her utterly? *** As if on autopilot and lost in thought, I knelt before Adrian. My hands moved instinctively to remove his clothes, fulfilling my role as his caretaker. Before fully registering my actions, I had already pulled down Adrian's boxers. My eyes widened as I unexpectedly found myself face to face with Adrian's very sturdy c*ck dangling before my very eyes. With a hint of fascination, I audibly gulped, the sound resonating in the quiet space as I blushed unable to tear my gaze away. "Well damn,"

That was it. The last straw. My frustration bubbled over, my vision narrowing on the man who had just ripped my life out from under me. Without thinking, I kicked off one of my heels, snatched it up, and hurled it with all the strength I could muster. It struck the back of his head with a satisfying thud. ***** Kidnapped. Betrayed. Bound by danger... and passion? Caterina De Luca thought her engagement to Alessandro would be her ticket to saving her family, even if it meant enduring a loveless marriage. But when Luca Romano, a cold and calculating mafia boss, crashes her engagement party, everything changes. Ruthless in his vengeance and haunted by his past, Luca claims Caterina as his hostage... intending to use her to dismantle Alessandro's empire. Caterina is determined to win her freedom back, but all that blurs the line between captor and protector even further.

Sa araw, siya ang mahinhin at maparaan na chief secretary, at sa gabi, siya ang malambot at charming na kapares sa kama. Paglipas ng tatlong taon ng mutual support, akala niya ay minahal siya nito. Nagpropose siya sa binata, ngunit narinig niya ang sinabi nito: "Ito ay laro lamang na kasali ang katawan pero hindi ang puso. Sa tingin mo seseryosohin ko to?" Sobra siyang nasaktan at lumingon paalis. Simula non, ang buhay niya ay umangat, umangat din siya sa career, at naging gold medal lawyer na walang sino mang nangahas sa legal community. Merong hindi mabilang na manliligaw sa paligid niya. Pinagsisihan iyon ng binata at tinulak siya sa dingding na may namumugtong mata: "Ang katawan ko, ang buhay ko, lahat ay sayo, will you marry me?" Maliwanag ang mga ngiti niya: "Pasensya na, gumilid ka, hinaharangan mo ang panibagong buhay ko."

Pamela is a playgirl. And Tristan is a nerdy boy. Paano kung magising sila isang umaga na bumaliktad na pala ang panahon at... Ang playgirl na si Pamela ay nagiging nerd at si Tristan "the nerd" ay nagiging playboy. Kakayanin kayang harapin ni Pamela ang nerd na naging playboy? Tunghayan natin ang kwento ni Pamela at Tristan sa "My Boss was a Nerd" by S.B.S Disclaimer: This story is written in taglish.

"Love should not be all about saying, 'I LOVE YOU' but also about showing and proving that it's true" Ang akdang ito ay tumutukoy sa isang Lalaking masyadong mataas ang tingin sa kanyang sarili kaya't kung pahirapan at ituring niya ang mga taong nasa paligid nya ay parang isang basura lang at basta na lang niya binabalewa. Makikilala niya si Irene Min, Isang Babaeng natutong tumayo sa sarili niyang mga paa para sa isang pagtakas na kanyang ginawa.

I am enjoy swimming, I don't know how long Marco has been gone. I didn't realize that I had reached the bottom of the waterfall because of the hot weather and the feeling of the cold water on the body feels really good that I even thought if I sat at the bottom of the waterfall to let the water pour over my almost naked body. I've only been there for a minute when I felt my brassiere come off my chest! It's because there's no lace and the brassiere I am wearing is in tube style. I was shocked by what happened and confused what to do first, how to cover my naked breasts. Should I jump off the water again to get my brassiere before the water washes it away, or should I stay here in the falls to get help from the water to cover my naked body. I looked around first to find Marco for help but he wasn't there! He is nowhere to be found! Shit! I immediately went down to chase after my brassiere when it was being swept away by the water. Now I am not sure if Marco not being here is a good or a bad news, but as I think of it realized that I would really faint if he sees me naked right now! Good thing I know how to swim so I got my brassiere at the right time. I immediately breathed a sigh of relief. "Great! Just in time!" I said to myself while holding my brassiere. Of course, my breasts are exposed, well I'm the only person here so it's okay anyway. "Wow, nice breasts. Round and big!" It was as if my soul left my body when I heard an unfamiliar voice from somewhere.

I stepped closer. Close enough to smell his cologne—cedarwood, leather, and power. My hand moved. Smooth, practiced. The pistol slide from under the apron into my palm. I raised it fast. But before I could pull the trigger— BANG. Not my shot. A scream tore through the restaurant as another man launched himself toward Romano’s table, blade flashing. Another assassin. What the hell— Romano didn’t flinch. He shoved the table forward, knocking the attacker off balance. The blade scraped across wood, not skin. I ducked instinctively as the room erupted into chaos. Gunfire cracked. Glass exploded. People screamed and dove for cover. “Get him out—NOW!” one of the guards barked. I aimed for the second attacker. Didn’t even hesitate. One shot—head. Gone. The guard saw me. Confusion flashed in his eyes. Then rage. I ran. I weaved between overturned chairs, plates, and screaming bodies. The smell of blood was real now, thick in the air. One of the guards grabbed me. I slammed my elbow into his ribs, twisted, and brought the butt of my gun down on his skull. He dropped like a sack of bricks. Out. I had to get out. My boots pounded the floor as I tore through the narrow hallway. But then— “Elisa.” His voice stopped me cold. I turned. Antonio Romano stood in the middle of the carnage, suit untouched, blood spattered behind him like art. His eyes were on me. And he was smiling. It was darker. Slower. Like a hunter seeing something worth chasing. Somehow, he knew who I was. “Interesting,” he said softly, tilting his head. “They sent you.” I didn’t answer. I ran. But that voice followed me. He knew my name. And he let me go. This wasn’t over. It had just begun.