Sonic Unleashed Last Boss

It was my 30th birthday, and my husband said he had a surprise for me. However, on the day of my birthday, he was nowhere to be found. I called him countless times, but no one answered. Just as I was about to panic and consider calling the police, I happened to see a post on the social media feed of his female secretary. “A typhoon hit, and my boss was worried about my safety, so he personally took me home. How wonderful! I’ve got a guardian angel for myself!” My anxiety turned to cold calm in an instant. I commented on her post: “Traveling during a typhoon is dangerous. Tell him he doesn’t need to come back.” Not long after I posted the comment, my husband called. “Kelly, I was only concerned about the safety of my subordinate, and yet you’re thinking such vile thoughts. “Birthdays come every year. Missing one won’t kill you!” You were right. Birthdays came every year. But there was no way I would celebrate them with you.

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.

At 28 Rosalie Summers has still not found her mate, she has all but given up looking. With her brother now Alpha of the pack, Rosalie is free to follow her own path. But when her path takes her to the heart of the rugged English countryside her life changes in more ways than one.Has her mate been hiding in a completely different century? What will she do when she discovers him, return home to her own time and loving family, or give up everything to live in a more rugged and simplistic way.

"Pick up…. pick up… please" When the call did not get through, I burst into tears. The killer was now banging the door violently. “Inspector Kenneth speaking” Uncle Ken’s voice came through and right at the same the killer made a whole in the door by his continuous banging. "Uncle Ken, he's here, he is going to kill me…." I stated this in a panicked, horrified tone. “Zara, darling, we were going to have some fun why did you called the police?” he said in a cold tone bringing out his silvery knife. A shudder rushed down the spine. However, I maintained my composure. "You are over now," I said, trying to mask my terror. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, not yet…." He answered and raced towards me. What happens next???

Elaine Natividad’s life changed when she met Louis Montemayor—a hot and handsome mafia boss. To settle a debt between their families, they were set to marry. Elaine didn’t resist, as the young man seemed to offer her a good future. But suddenly, everything changed. Louis still held on to his first love, and their marriage was just a facade—they needed to pretend to have a child to secure his inheritance. There’s a deeper reason why Elaine is entangled with the mafias. She serves a purpose, and that’s why Louis needs her. Will she choose to stay by his side, or will she uncover the truth about her identity? | Montemayor Trilogy #1 | 

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.

Ryan Johnson, a ruthless billionaire from New York, thrives on control-of his empire, his surroundings, and everyone in it. But a business trip to India disrupts his carefully curated world when he meets Rose Kapoor, a fierce, green-eyed beauty who shatters his expectations. Unlike any woman he's ever known, Rose doesn't cower before his power or wealth, and she certainly doesn't bend to his will. She's the embodiment of everything his Indian mother wasn't-loyal, unapologetically defiant, and impossible to tame. Their first encounter ends with Rose humiliating him in public. The second, with her handprint seared across his face. Enraged and intrigued, Ryan becomes obsessed with breaking the woman who dares to defy him. Desperate to make her submit, he concocts a ruthless plan, blackmailing Rose into his world. But Rose isn't like the others. She's kind, fiercely protective of her loved ones, and painfully unaware of the kind of submission Ryan craves. Trapped between duty and desire, she's about to learn just how dangerous it is to play with a man who stops at nothing to claim what he believes is his-even if it means destroying the one woman who makes him feel alive. TROPES: Office Romance Blackmail Dom/sub Possessive/controlling ML Fierce/Innocent FL Vǐrgin FL

"จะไปไหนคะ"รสรินถามด้วยน้ำเสียงร้อนรน เมื่อยังถูกลากมาตามทางเดิน อรรถไม่พูดอะไร เขายังพาเธอเดินไปเรื่อยๆ ใบหน้าหล่อเหลายกยิ้ม เมื่อสัมผัสถึงความเย็นที่เกิดขึ้นบนมือที่เขากุมอยู่ ไงล่ะยายโรสคนเก่ง แค่นี้ก็กลัวแล้วเหรอ อรรถคิดเมื่อพาเธอเดินมาถึงห้องพักของแขกวีไอพี "คุณอรรถ!"หญิงสาวกรีดร้อง เมื่อเขาแตะคีย์การ์ดกับประตูบานหนึ่ง "คุณอรรถ! ปล่อยฉันนะคะ"ร่างบางดิ้นหนี เมื่อถูกเหวี่ยงเข้าไปในห้อง ก่อนที่คนร่างสูงจะปิดประตูตามหลัง รสรินถอยหนี เมื่อชายหนุ่มปลดเนคไทออกจากคอ "ฉันจะกลับ!"เท้าบางยังคงถอยหนี เมื่อร่างสูงย่างสามขุมเข้ามา "ไงแค่นี้ก็กลัวแล้วเหรอ"เสียงห้าวทุ้มเอ่ยถาม เมื่อสลัดเสื้อสูทราคาแพงออกจากตัว ตาคมเข้มมองไปที่หญิงสาวที่ยืนตัวสั่นอยู่ตรงหน้า ไหนล่ะรสรินคนเก่ง คนที่จงใจมาฉีกหน้าเขา ภรรยาที่ถูกต้องตามกฎหมายงั้นเหรอ สงสัยเขาต้องเรียกร้องสิทธิ์ความเป็นสามีจากเธอซะแล้ว ปล่อยให้ลอยนวลมานาน ชักจะเหิมเกริมขึ้นทุกวัน "กรี๊ดดด!!!ปล่อยนะ"ร่างบางกรีดร้อง เมื่อร่างสูงกระโจนเข้าใส่ ทำไมมันถึงกลายเป็นแบบนี้ เธอพลาดตรงไหนกัน เขาถึงได้เข้าถึงตัว

Because of a request of a dearest friend who almost like her sister, Mary Claire Reyes became George Franchester secretary para bakuran ang binata sa mga babaeng gustong maging boyfriend ito. Pero hindi naging madali ang lahat, because her heart fell in love with him in the process. She distance herself to stop her feelings towards him from growing pero talagang mapagbiro ang tadhana, dahil kung gaano niya iniiwasan ang boss niya ay siya namang lapit nang lapit nito sa kaniya and made her fall madly in love with him, irrevocably. Now, she's in a huge dilemma. She needed to make a choice between prevailing her mind against her heart to make her friend happy or let her heart win and abondon all reasoning and just be happy with him.

“Are you crying?" She shook her head and wiped at her face as more tears were falling. “I’m so stupid.” she groaned. "Now I am truly and utterly alone. If I had just said yes to marrying him, none of this would’ve happened. I wouldn’t have dragged you into this mess.” Without warning, I turned sharp to the side, putting the car to a sudden stop close to the curb. “Don’t ever say that again. You think marrying a man you don’t love, a man who doesn’t care if he hurts you, just to please your family is the right thing to do?” I turned to her slowly. “That would’ve ruined you.” “But I would’ve had a home to go to, I would’ve been taken care of. Now I have nothing,” she looked away. I reached over and gently took her bruised hand in mine. “You did the hardest thing anyone in your position could have done. You saved yourself. That takes more guts than standing there and pretending to be happy.” I tucked a hair behind her ear. “You think you are alone? You’re not… you have me.” ___ Alina Etienne has always lived a life dictated by her parents. She is groomed to be an obedient daughter, a perfect public image, and now, a bride to a man she doesn’t know or love. On her wedding day, crushed by the weight of expectations, Alina does the unthinkable... she says “I don’t” and flees the altar. On the run and scared with nowhere to go, she crosses paths with Mikhail Antonov. A cold, guarded man with a past he doesn’t talk about. What began as a reluctant act of kindness turned into something neither of them expected.