Sarcastic Smirk

Layla Dean—Twenty-Two, Smart, Witty, Sarcastic, Billionaire. Just one obstacle in the path of obtaining what she wants—Aiden Smith. By her definition, He is Satan’s reincarnate. A justifiable verdict after he crushed her best friend’s heart. Layla loathes him. Staying in the same room is nerve-racking. Now, A Million dollars is on the line if they can not work together. Within 60 days, they uncover company secrets. They clash. They struggle. They end up in each’s arms. And they finish their task. If only the tale ended there. It didn’t. How much longer will the resentment continue if they can’t keep their hands off each other? There’s Passion. Sex. Lies. Deception. Tears. All they have left is each other. But of what use is flame if everyone around them puts the fire out?

After spending thirteen years abroad, MJ Billings, the twenty-eight-year old multibillionaire and CEO of Billings Corporations; is forced to return to her birthplace; a place she would rather forget. MJ's return is every bit displeasing as it sounds. Under an alias, May Smith, she is forced to work as a PA and serve a man she had hoped to never cross paths with again. One misunderstanding leads MJ Billings and Logan Parker down the road of no return as they play dirty games that may result in the people around them getting hurt. Along the way, the two of them face their worst fears while unwittingly exposing their weaknesses. They keep pushing each other to the limits, and it soon becomes clear to them that the saying is true: "You can't keep two bulls in the same kraal." When a lot of people get caught up in their web of lies, they attract both enemies and friends; and as time goes on, they cannot tell the difference between the two, which leads to the inevitable - betrayals, deceits, a near-death experience, tension, and more lies. Those who know who MJ Billings really is, know that behind all the power and anonymity; lies the real devil. She may be charming to some and intimidating to others with her sardonic smile and devious smirk; but she is heartless and vengeful, and never does anything without a reason. MJ Billings is a ruthless dictator who knows no boundaries. But what could be keeping her grounded in South Africa? How much more can she tolerate, and how long is it going to take before she finally snaps and unveils the devil in her?

"Why is a young girl like you destroying her kidneys and liver?", I heard that deep husky voice behind my ear and I froze on the seat. He was forbiddenly inches away from me and his breath was against the back of my neck. Who was he? Whoever he was. He had the guts and I wasn’t ready to tolerate nonsense. "You....." , My mouth fall open the moment I turned to look at the atranger who was behind my back. As unbelievable as it was, he was fucking hot. Just a glimpse of his dirty blonde spiky hair , a nice chiseled jawline , pink lips and eyes that had a mixture of dark blue and light grey made my mouth fall more open. Honestly l had never seen such eyes. l felt mesmerized , they were damn beautiful. He didn't look young , he was something like 45 to 50 but good lord he was so hot. Realizing that I was checking him out, a smirk appeared on his face. "Is there something a young beautiful girl like you, wants to forget so badly?." He whispered and I shuttered as I leaned back into his chest. Yes It was there. I want to let go of my past. But I didn't reply him. "I can let you......", "Go on, make me forget him" , l cut him off short in mid sentence. I didn't know what was wrong with me. Yes I was drunk. But just one night with a stranger.... in fact an experienced old man. It is not wrong. Is it?!

“Shoot me, butterfly, do it,” Russo said with a smirk, and Chloe’s grip on the firearm faltered. “Who says I can't?” She retorted, hoping her hesitancy wasn’t showing on my face. “You love me, butterfly, but if you are going to do it, look into my eyes.” He replied and Chloe chuckled. “Your problem is that you trust everyone to much.” Chloe smirked before looking straight into his eyes and taking the shot. ____ Everything changed for FBI agent, Chloe Bells when she walked in on her husband cheating. Her barely surviving marriage fell apart, and Chloe was losing herself fast in the quicksands. When the FBI offered her a chance to catch a break, she took it happily. One of her hardest undercover missions was to bring in one of the most feared men in the world, Alessandro Russo. It shouldn’t be hard for Chloe to transition into Alissa, the street fighter who needs a job, but nothing prepared her for the consequences of working closely with the crime boss himself—consequences like falling for him and going against her undercover instructions!

"You need to give me three every day, that's the only way you can have me as your husband" "Three, what?! K-?" "Yes, . Sound easy to do, right?" He smirk and lean closer to me "Not unless you wanted more than just a " "W-What do you mean by that?" "Just so you know, I can accept more but not less of what I ask from you" --- Herravie is the only woman who's using the name Costello for the sake of revenge. For her, the only reason she was born is to die. Her existence only means one thing- vengeance. But her life suddenly turn upside down when she accepted the mission given to her related to the death of her real parents. She must pretend to be someone, for her to become the wife of Sain Czar Ildefonso. She needs to spy on him and then kill him afterward. She thought it was a very easy task to do. She just has to be his wife for everyone's eyes and then kill him. She doesn't need to waste a sweat to please him. But things become out of control when suddenly it turns out that he is the bane of the meaning of her existence and she becomes the subject of all his desire. Will she be able to complete her mission or end up defying everything that was planned just because of a three ? The three dangerous .

She told one little lie… and it changed everything. When Alina catches her longtime boyfriend cheating with her own stepsister, no less—humiliation isn't even the half of it. In a desperate moment of pride and pain, she lies. Boldly. Recklessly. “I wasn’t that faithful either,” she says. “I’ve been seeing someone too… Aiden Blackwood.” It’s a name that stops everyone cold. Only problem? She doesn't know him. Not even a little. What was supposed to be a petty lie to save face spirals out of control when she's expected to prove her relationship with the elusive, powerful, and notoriously untouchable billionaire, Aiden Blackwood. Just when she’s about to be publicly shamed, the crowd parts, and the man himself shows up. With a smirk that melts every doubt, he wraps an arm around her waist, and lean in close; “Hey, wifey, did I keep you waiting too long?”

“You’re getting engaged tomorrow.” My father said blandly as if he was talking about the weather. But that wasn't my problem. The problem is I’ve only met the girl once… and I don’t even like girls. No one knows I’m gay. Not even my father. So, the night before the big party, I did something stupid. I went to a bar. I got drunk. And I kissed a stranger. He was hot and dangerous in the best way. We had a one night stand. One night. That’s all it was supposed to be. Until the next day... when he walked into my engagement party. My fiancée turned to me and smiled. “Meet my brother.” I looked at him, frozen. And then he said, with a smirk— “Nice to meet you.” My heart dropped. This wasn’t just a one-night mistake anymore. Now, it’s the beginning of something dangerous... and maybe something real. Something I wanted.

"I can't marry you! My girlfriend is going to come back!" he yelled pacing in the conference room. "Me neither but unfortunately I'm now your fiancée," I told him with a smirk on my face. •–• Heaven broke up with her boyfriend and decided to move back to London, her home town to start new life when crossed paths with a couple at the airport. A not so right place to meet but at a very wrong time.They exchanged harsh words leaving them to part ways with grudges in their hearts. Getting to a job interview the following day, she met the person she thought she'd never meet. Him. Mr Jerk. Just when he thought he had gotten rid of her, she became his bride. With a strong hatred between them would they ever get along?

She is a Lady, but she spews profanities like they were made for her. She is what you would call....A F*cking Lady. ....••••••.... Zylith Sanders was a mundane teenager until one-day she was sucked into a wash basin and somehow ridiculously ended up in a feudal world without her beloved games and movies. To make matters worse, she was sold off by slave traders to the horrid Noble house of Ronales as a petty maid. But that was not the end of her worries, Dear Zylith, the feminist had a long struggle ahead of her when she meets the mighty King of this feudal kingdom and becomes his pretend consort. With a king that likes to poke deadly humor at her, and a bamby girl who wanted nothing to do with the ancients. How will the poor teenage feminist cope with only her sarcastic mouth to rely on! Just dive in and read on to find out Zylith Sander's romantic plight.

I wake up to a noise outside my room, my eyes widen to see my parents on their knees on the floor and a very tall man with a gun to his head. My dad had a pained expression on his face, he turns his face to the top of the stairs where our eyes meet. He quickly gave a smirk, it made me shiver. '' There!! '' My dad points at me making the man look at me. ''He can be the payment for your boss. He what? But there wasn't even time to think straight, the man grabbed my wrist and dragged me away. I look at my parents who smile, soon tears formed in my eyes. They... Are they selling me? I'm being sold to men I've never seen.