Perfect Strangers Amazon Novels & Stories

Then, she found herself in El Paraiso, a small town with breathtaking beauty. El Paraiso was ruled by the Saldieguez, from politics to business. Her path crossed to the CEO of Nirvana Hotel and the youngest of Saldieguez named Luther. In Paradise Club, where all fantasies happened, the two of them had an agreement—to be “Strangers with Benefits”. With Eura being a brokenhearted widow and Luther as a troublesome playboy CEO, will things work between the both of them? Will the “Strangers with Benefits” contract between them work? Because the both of them know, at the end of the day . . . they’re just strangers to each other.

Holy hell. When I say gorgeous, I mean fucking stunning. I don't want to stare, so I quickly distract myself by removing my backpack trying not to listen to the people around me continuing to make snide comments. I fish around for my iPad then stuff the black bag under the seat in front of me.

Trex said to Ellthan. Ellthan ignored him. His gaze fell on the woman dressed all in white except for her pants and glasses walking towards her. "Mr. Trex." Call a one-tailed woman. "Oh Jena. Are you done?" Asked Mr.Trex. Jena nodded then looked at Lucas lazily for a moment "Yes. We're leaving home." Jena replied. Behind his sunglasses Aiora looked at Lucas lazily and then his gaze fell on those dark black eyes that night. Aiora immediately averted her gaze because it was very fitting that the owner of those eyes was also looking at her.

A matte-black bespoke suit set off his cold, upright frame, strands of silver-gray hair falling over his brow, his features aloof and severe, the whole of him wrapped in the distance and indifference of a man at the very top. His deep-set eyes settled heavily on me, filled with impatience, something tangled I couldn't name, and a flicker of hesitation that was gone in an instant. "Layla." His voice was low and cold, weighted with the pressure of a man looking down from above. "Where have you been these three years?" I froze for a beat, then couldn't help the sneer. "What's this? Is Don Perrone hoping to catch up on old times?" Eli drew a deep breath, looking utterly helpless.

Still, I made a promise to myself that no one was allowed to enter and sleep in the room except me, and Tara was the first and the last woman who was allowed to use my space. Suddenly, I wasn’t in the mood for her game. How can I make love with Sadie when I think of Tara. She had successfully opened the zipper of my pants when my smartphone rang. I almost said, ‘Thanks, God!’ but instead, I faked cursing as I groped on my phone in my pocket. “Seriously, Blake?” She crawled to me and attempted to steal it from me, but I had already swiped the call, not even seeing who the caller was.

When he was informed that it was possible, he breathed in relief. Now he just to find a perfect, decent girl. While he thought about how he could find a woman like that, he turned his eyes to the car window. It’s already dark outside, and there aren’t that many people to be seen there, and the cars are few and far between. He looked around at the remote party near the bridge and seemed he saw something strange. He called the driver and ordered him to slow down. It’s strange why does he sees like there was a small voice urging him to go near that figurine. “ Mico stop for a while” he ordered.

But before I could answer that, the call died. Then immediately it rang. "Moshi-moshi! Jutsiken Ramen House! Good afternoon, Ma'am/Sir, what's your order?" "Is this Lily?" Huh? Who is this? "Yes, speaking. Do I know who this is?" "Really? Do you still work there? Because every time I order for delivery, you're not the one who answers the call and delivers." He is in tears. Who is this? Is this my stalker? Charing.

I was praying that Jared didn’t find me so easily. “Hey stranger. Twice in one day. What a coincidence.” That voice.. it was so familiar but I knew it wasn’t Jared. I opened my eyes. It was Will. “Why on Earth was he here?!” This was just my luck. I looked up at him. His smile suddenly turned and he looked embarrassed.

Liam’s POV** The next morning, the storm that had raged inside the house the previous day was replaced by the warm scent of fresh chai and the faint hum of the valley waking up. Sunlight seeped through the windows, casting delicate, shifting shadows on the wooden floor. Outside, the sweet humming of birds mingled with the rustle of pine trees, creating a melody so gentle it felt like the mountains themselves were singing. For the first time since yesterday, it didn’t feel like the world was about to drift apart.

And I’m glad the man I once shared a reckless night with, became my forever. My Mr. Stranger. THE END…