Oke Boss

Contracted to My Boss When poverty and her sister’s critical illness leave her with nowhere to turn, she reaches out to her boyfriend for help—only to face a devastating betrayal. Outside the hospital, he declares he’s leaving her for another woman, branding her a burden who offers him no benefits. Shattered, she flees and accidentally collides with the CEO of her company, who has overheard every word of her heartbreak. He presents a pragmatic solution: a contract marriage where he gets the wife he needs to navigate family expectations, and she gets the money to save her sister. Seeing no other option, she agrees, and they formalize their arrangement as a strictly business deal with no room for emotions. But as they share their lives under one roof, their professional boundaries begin to crumble. His tender gestures, protective instincts, and unexpected kisses leave her questioning if this is truly just a contract. For him, the thought of her walking away—wearied by the pressure from his family and doubts about their future—awakens feelings he never anticipated. What began as a transaction to solve their individual problems evolves into something far more complex, forcing both to confront whether their growing connection is real, or if they’re simply pretending to fill the voids in their lives.

Raised by his Omega mother, Greg's Alpha nature was best described as toned down. That was until he met Carrie, an equally unconventional Omega who also happened to be his boss. Greg believed in soul binding, diligently waiting for his mate to come while ignoring the many temptations around him. Carrie had long given up on love when her supposed mate dumped her due to infertility. With the universe seemingly working to bring them together, the two realized they made a good team, and not just at work. Together, they explored their blazing desires, embracing their true natures of possession and submission.

Area 21+ Angkasa harus menikahi wanita yang tidak ia kenal demi menyelamatkan rumah tangga adik kesayangannya. Bukan karena harta, tapi wanita yang ia nikahi merupakan kekasih dari suami adiknya. Apakah dengan cara menikahi Kanaya akan membuat rumah tangga adiknya selamat seperti harapannya? Atau justru dia sendiri yang akan terjebak dalam permainannya sendiri?

At nine months pregnant, I was in the final stretch of my term, and my body heavy with a baby due any day. But my husband, Vito Falcone, underboss of the family, had locked me away. He held me in a sterile underground medical room and injected me with a labor suppressant. As I screamed in agony, he coldly told me to endure it. Because his brother's widow, Scarlett, was expected to go into labor at the exact same time. A blood oath he'd made with his late brother declared that the firstborn son would inherit the family's lucrative West Coast territory. "That inheritance belongs to Scarlett's child," he said. "With Daemon gone, she is utterly alone and destitute. You have my love, Alessia. All of it. I just need her to deliver safely. Then it's your turn." The drug was a constant, agonizing torment. I begged him to take me to a hospital. He grabbed me by the throat, forcing me to meet his icy gaze. "Stop the act! I know you're fine. You’re just trying to steal the inheritance." "To get ahead of Scarlett, you'll stop at nothing." My face was ashen. My body convulsed as I managed a desperate whisper. "The baby's coming. I don't care about the inheritance. I just love you, and I want our child to be born safely!" He sneered. "If you were really that innocent, if you had an ounce of love for me, you wouldn't have forced Scarlett to sign that prenup, waiving her child's inheritance rights." "Don't worry, I'll be back for you after she's given birth. you're carrying my own flesh and blood, after all." He kept a vigil outside Scarlett's delivery room all night. It was only after seeing the newborn in her arms that he remembered me. He finally sent his second in command, Marco, to release me. But when Marco finally called, his voice was shaking. "Boss... the missus and the baby... they're gone." In that moment, Vito Falcone shattered.

“Tell me again,” he murmured, his bare chest a hot, dangerous brand against her back. His teeth grazed the shell of her ear, making her shudder. “How you want me to treat you.” She clutched the silk sheets, dragging them up to her chin, hating the tremor in her voice. “I—I want you to be professional.” A low, dark laugh ghosted over her damp skin. “Then stop looking at me like that.” His amused, arctic-blue eyes held hers captive in the bedroom mirror. She squeezed her eyes shut, wondering what in the world she’d gotten herself into. ^ ^ ^ Isabella Rossi’s life shattered when she discovered her boyfriend’s affair with her best friend, Chloe. The happy couple were even expecting a baby, and she was supposed to be happy for them. Hah. Heartbreak was just the beginning. Drunk and deceived, she woke up in the bed of a powerful, enigmatic stranger—Vincent Sinclair. She thought it was a one-time, humiliating mistake. A secret she would bury forever. Until Monday morning, when Vincent Sinclair strolled into her office as the new, ruthless CEO. And she found out he was her ex-best friend Chloe’s half-brother. Flustered but confident, she met his eyes. Men like him didn’t remember girls like her. She was sure of it. He was most likely just an entitled playboy and the faces in his bed probably blurred. But oh, how wrong she was. Vincent Sinclair remembered everything. Finding his "one-night stand" playing the part of a forgettable employee was his new favorite amusement. First, he made her his personal secretary. Then, he made her life a living, tempting hell. Finally, he served her a contract. Not for a raise—for marriage. It was absurd. But with her life in shambles and his offer too lucrative, Isabella signed.

Is he trying to insert that thing in my… I fought back and wiggled my body to avoid his big pet when he tried to rub our sensitive part. "Aaargh!" he softly groaned. "Stop resisting me, Susana! We f*cking did this a lot of time!" he growled at me. "I'm not Suzanne! I-I'm her twin sir! Please don't!” I begged him. "Stop lying! Our f*cking son!” He stopped for a moment and looked into my eyes. "You f*cking abandoned him just because you're a slut! Don't f*cking fool me, Susana! Because you'll never fool me again!" he shouted at me, making me close my eyes. "I'm not the woman you're looking for, Mr. I have a twin. Maybe you're talking about her! Her name is Suzanne! I don't even know you, Mr. Believe me I'm not her! I'm her twin!" I insist. "Bullsh*t! Stop lying!” I caught my breath when I felt him enter my hole. I felt like I was stabbed in that part. I couldn't breathe immediately because of the pain at his first entrance. *G*damn it!" he whispered with regret. "I-I told you… I’m not her." I murmured before closing my eyes. I closed my eyes tightly and I was shaking before my vision completely darkened. But before I could open my eyes, I heard one last word he spoke. "F*ck! Shit! Call the f*cking doctor now!”

Alana and Azva's relationship was strong , not until she found out that her bestfriend was pregnant. The father of the baby was none other than her boyfriend--Azva. She couldn't accepted the fact that the two important person in her life betrayed her. She tried to reconciled with him by choosing her. But, her world was crashed when Azva chose the resposibility to be the father to the child instead of choosing her. She leaves the country without knowing that she's pregnant also with his child. She already moved on when suddenly an event was happened. She needs to go back in the Philippines and then, she met Azva again. He wants her back but she doesn't want him anymore. . However, he was so persistent to the point that he kidnapped and threathened her to be his son's mother. •All Rights Reserved 2022 ©Hanamitchiunnie

Alex Crop is a young Billionaire, a very successful company CEO. He have been rated as the wealthiest man, #1Billionaira in the whole world for the past ten years and it seems like no one else is going to take that from him as his money kept on growing. Everyone sees him like a small god,he's got the breathe taking face, he got the money, the frame, lovers and haters, This Young Billionaire is struggling to lay his hands on something, Even though he's rich, he's still trying to achieve something. He can lay his hands on anything but he couldn't lay his hand on LOVE. Love wasn't his calling.. He lost faith in love.. But what happened when his younger sister came up with a plan. What plan?

Shaina Dela Cruz only wanted a decent job to help her struggling family in Cebu. Becoming the secretary of Lukas Vergara—the arrogant, perfectionist CEO—was never part of her plans. Their first encounter was a disaster, and her first day at work proved he was every bit the impossible boss she imagined. But fate has a cruel sense of humor. Sharing the same office with him meant sharing the same air, the same silence, and—much to her dismay—the same intoxicating scent that made her pulse race against her will. Lukas was cold, demanding, and annoyingly unreadable… until one slip of her fingers on the keyboard revealed her thoughts in the most embarrassing way. For the first time, she saw him smile. Now, stuck between her pride and her growing attraction, Shaina must decide: is babysitting the boss worth the chaos in her heart? Or will this impossible man become the one mistake she’ll never regret?

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,"