Novel & Cerita The Most Sought After Man Novel

The nurse completed her speech and read out what was written in the report as if it was completely normal. She recognized the man as he always came first on the list such as “Country's Desirable Men" and always appears on the list of the top five “Most eligible bachelors in the world.” He is the rich tycoon who swept the country by storm. With impeccable wealth, clean-slate reputation, and a face sculpted by God himself, Damien Cross is an unattainable dream. Not many people knew that he wasn't involved with the underworld aside from a handful of people. They mostly think that the Cross family have a toes with the underworld rulers because how the government and the underworld lords feared t

Though… With my luck of late, I’ll likely end up being bought by a ninety-year-old who simply wants me to read a salacious bedtime story to him. Actually, that is precisely what I should be wishing for, right? Talk about easy money. But, I don’t know… There’s the lure of erotic, deviant, highly guilty pleasures that taunt me. Problem is, I’m not exactly interested in just anyone having their way with me. When you’ve met the ultimate in masculinity and power, a man with the lushest dark hair and the most sinful brown eyes, who commands attention without saying a word… You pretty much give up on real lust and longing. Jameson Richards is all that and more.

So Noah always complained when I wanted to go on a diet again. To eat fruit salad, I have to hide from Noah. My eyes immediately shone at the neatly arranged novels on the shelf. My guess is right; there are many novels with the latest title "Oh my God, which one should I buy first" I said enthusiastically. I glanced at book after book, looking for one that was more interesting to buy My eyes accidentally turned to the end of the bookstore; there was a man in a black jacket and white hat standing there like a statue. At first, I thought the man was a decorative statue, but soon his eyes turned to mine until mine and the man's eyes met each other.

His one hand was holding the glass and the other one was tracing the outline of the glass slowly, making Sia lose her focus. Yes, he was the man who could manipulate her well with just his small gestures. He was the man she was supposed to spend her life with. He was the man she was bound to, unwillingly. He was her husband, Hardin Black. The most feared man and billionaire.....A complete mystery.... □□□□□ AUTHOR'S NOTE: HEY FAM!!! Don't forget to tell me about your opinions in the comments please...!

Of all the people she had mistakenly bothered, it had to be the man who Lady Francine had dubbed these days as ‘a jerk’. He had on reading glasses and a book in his hand that had a dark blue hardcover with the title ‘Veranda’. One of the ones she saw in the shop and the one that nobles and commoner ladies alike are reading recently. A romance story about a country bumpkin who swept the attention of a widowed man who has a daughter. She didn’t see the appeal of it so just chucks it up as generic romance. The women of Polvaros seem to be enamored with it, however. Maybe her taste in books is broken since even Rodrick, who his mistress has to describe as a soulless man, was enjoying his time wi

I heard a deep, alluring voice, just as I remembered. Chills ran through my spine and my heart began beating faster. I took a deep breath and walked inside. Suddenly, I found myself in a bright room with a row of large windows on one side. There was a long, dark wooden table standing alongside those windows. The silver-haired man was sitting at the end of it. He was gazing straight into my eyes as he could see right through me. His sight was much more intimidating than when I met him at the café. He was looking at me like an emperor at his subject. Mr. Gotha was standing by his right side, resembling a loyal adviser. I could see why those at the auction referred to him as "the Duke's aid," b

Never in my life did I imagine having sex with the mafia. “Are you nervous?” I wondered how the hell he was able to read my mind. My lips parted, feeling him right at my wet entrance. “Are you a virgin?” His question was the last-ditch effort to stop everything. Yes! Mafia novels often show a preference for targeting innocent girls, especially virgins, and it’s unlikely that multiple books on the same topic would all fabricate this detail. Maybe that’s why he bought me. Even at the auction, they picked virgins for the highest bids.

“Well, he's seen my face. He's been searching for me. Why would you send me to him knowing what he's going to do to me when he eventually sees me?” “Because we think he's got a fever for you!” She keeps repeating that! “A man like Cristian Anderson could never have a fever for a girl like me. You know why. We're worlds apart. I'm filth to him.” “A filth he's obsessed with. Do you not realize how hard that man searched for you? Don't you realize what that means? You caught the interest of the Great Cristian Anderson. The renowned business guru. The most wanted man by the ladies in this country. A lot of girls would kill to be in your position.”

He smiled when he saw me return. “You came back,” the man said. He pulled me close on the dance floor. His hand rested low on my back. “Tell me, beautiful. What do you want from a man like me?” I forced a smile and pressed my body against him. “Secrets,” I replied softly. “I like powerful men with dirty stories. Tell me about Mr. Havisham. I hear he pays well for silence.” The man laughed and spun me slowly. “You are dangerous,” he said. “Havisham cleans up his messes. Sarah was one of them. The girl who knew too much. He made sure she stayed quiet.”

A man that would make his insides heat up and make love to him passionately. Jun bit his lip as he thought of all this. He sighed because he might never find that perfect man. Sighing, he began to read the erotic novel. ~ Jun remained in the library for more than an hour, still reading that particular novel that had the longest and most sensual chapters.