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At the company's afterparty, my assistant, Charlie Langford, lodges a complaint against me while holding a stack of racy photos. "Ms. Spencer, after you slept with me, you told me that you'd take responsibility for me. Why are you entering a marriage alliance with another family soon? "Who did you take me for? A plaything? Then I might as well jump off this building right now just to prove my innocence!" H-Hey now! The only time I've made private contact with Charlie is when I had my driver, Lorelei Green, give him a ride half a month ago purely out of convenience! How on earth did Charlie warp that encounter into having physical intimacy with me? Moreover, I'm a straight man! Why would I even have that sort of relationship with Charlie, to begin with?

My body shook as I whispered, “Take me…” to a stranger, my lips crashing against his, my clut in a fire hotter than anything my husband ever gave me. Betrayed by my husband and best friend, I didn’t break, I acted. One reckless night, one stranger, one stolen passion… and the seed my husband made me carry unknowingly belonged to my ruthless one night stand. Alexander Blackwood: feared, cold, and dominant. Now I’m trapped in a contract marriage, carrying his child, and caught in a dangerous game of desire, power dynamic and revenge I can’t escape.

Summer Shrap is an ambitious, cunning, manipulative reporter, slim and skinny, the second daughter and the last child of the Shrap. Desperate, could be tricky sometimes, manipulative, just the definition of a dangerous beauty. Her only dream is becoming the next owner of her father business, that is her only desire but an obstacle seems to be standing in her way. And that is her sister Dora, who has always disliked way because of their father love for Summer. In order to win the war started between her and her sister, she decided to walk on an ice. She found out a secret about one of the most powerful man in the country, the gay billionaire. She approached him and placed down a deal, in exchange of his secret. Which is to Marry her and support her with his shares.

For three years, Laurie Rayne lived as the perfect wife. She was silent, devoted, and invisible in the shadow of the Voss empire. Every bestselling creation credited to the Voss name bore her fingerprints, but none bore her name. And Zane Voss, her cold, distant husband, never once gave her his heart. Now his first love is back, and Laurie is nothing more than a forgotten pawn; discarded, humiliated, and blamed for everything that went wrong. But when her younger brother's life is on the line, Laurie begs Zane for help… only to be spat on and called a leech. Cornered by desperation, Laurie does the unthinkable… She auctions herself off to the highest bidder. Theron Blackmoor: ruthless billionaire, feared businessman, and the man who buys her at a price that shocks the world. He makes her his possession, but promises her power in return. Anything she wants: except her freedom. As Laurie experiences the dark, seductive world of Theron, she uncovers secrets that were never meant to surface. Zane is not done with her. And the past she thought she left behind may be the key to taking everything back. Love was never part of the deal. But is it? Revenge? That was always the plan. ♠

«Marley!» Il se branla de son siège, "Je vous interdit de prononcer ce nom désormais. Je ne peux pas y croire!" il attrapa fermement ses cheveux. "Mar-" "Ne fais pas ça!" il la coupa avant de lui lancer le morceau de papier qui ne volait qu'à une petite distance de lui jusqu'à la moquette. «Neuf semaines?» ** La nuit, Liza, strip-teaseuse de dix-neuf ans, sacrifie son école pour parrainer ses sœurs à l'université, paie les factures et gagne du pain. Les choses empirent lorsque le doyen la congédie après avoir découvert qu'elle dénudait la progéniture d'un client. Richesse, Marley Woods, vingt-trois ans avec assez pour être qualifiée de milliardaire, est la PDG d'une entreprise de fabrication automobile connue. Mais la mauvaise conduite d'une nuit l'engloutit dans un dilemme de destruction cérébrale. Amour et désastre, Zaphrina et Marley ont commencé sur un chemin rocailleux avec l'aide de sa perspective sur les femmes. Des étincelles commencent à se former entre ces deux humains immiscibles alors que Zaphrina devient l'employée de son pire cauchemar et que le destin étant le cadeau parfait enveloppé de ruban, les deux se retrouvent dans une situation et ne peuvent pas se passer de l'autre. Liza se présente juste à temps pour ruiner l'union harmonieuse avec l'aide de quelqu'un qui recherche le chagrin de Marley plus qu'elle ne cherche son bonheur.

Everyone said I was too possessive when it came to my girlfriend, Amanda Crane. When Amanda first started taking photos of her childhood friend, Ian Lewis, I ripped apart all the rolls of film. When she helped him fix his computer, I called her 100 times in an hour. And when he called her from the airport, asking her to pick her up because the rain made it impossible to get a cab, I held a knife to my throat. I told her I'd take my own life if she went to him. Fed up, Amanda shipped me off to a psychiatric hospital that same night. When I got out, I vanished. Amanda was certain I was hiding somewhere, spying on her and Ian, but I never showed up—until the celebration party for a business project three years later. Ian puts his arm around Amanda and swirls the wine glass he's holding. He shoots me a taunting look, remarking, "You used to get so jealous, Steven. I'm sure you no longer mind if Mandy and I drink from the same glass now, right?" He waits for me to go berserk the way I used to three years before, but I simply move the bottle of wine closer to them. "I don't mind at all, of course. Have as many glasses as you want. It's great to see that your relationship has been progressing so well." Amanda pauses. Her eyes start to redden. She stares fixedly at me and questions, "Why don't you feel jealous anymore, Steven?"

This is the second book of The Billionaire’s Wife and the Mistress (Book 1) IMOGEN WARREN She caught her fiancé cheating. Luckily, she wasn’t stupid — she had signed a contract: whoever cheats first loses everything. Now her ex is bankrupt and furious, spreading nasty rumors. Rumors that say Imogen is cold. Frigid. A woman who doesn’t know how to satisfy a man. Fine. If they want to humiliate her? She’ll find a man to prove them wrong. But the stranger she chooses… feels dangerously familiar. Handsome. Dangerous. Cold. Why does she feel like she’s met him before? And why can’t she remember? ADAM WILSON Once a bastard who cheated on his sweet, patient wife — Maya. Karma came for him in many ways. The worst? Erectile dysfunction. A punishment he accepted without complaint. “She’s dead. My dysfunction is a blessing. I’ll raise my twins alone and focus on work.” But what happens when he meets Imogen? A woman with Maya’s face… A woman who makes his so-called dysfunction instantly disappear?

I hired a stranger to make my husband jealous. I didn't expect to fall in love. My marriage was a beautiful lie. My husband's affair was the final straw. He wants a threesome. Something I never Imagined. So, I did something crazy: I hired a handsome stranger to play the perfect man. Julian was supposed to be a temporary fix. A weapon. But he turned out to be everything my husband wasn't: kind, attentive, and fiercely protective. There's only one problem, he's also Cruz Marcus, the powerful CEO who is now my husband's business rival. I'm caught between the man I vowed to love and the man I hired to pretend. One offers the life I thought I wanted. The other offers a love I never knew I needed. But in this game of hearts and power, choosing the right man could cost me everything.

“Don’t tell me you’re starting to get scared again,” he whispered before returning his lips to my sensitive nipples. His hand slid lower, shifting my panties aside, the fabric brushing against my skin. “Someone might walk in,” I managed to say, though my voice was barely audible. “Forget everyone and focus on us,” he murmured. His fingers began to tease me, running over my clit with a deliberate slowness that made my breath hitch. “I love how you’re always so wet for me,” he said, his tone filled with raw desire. As his pace quickened, his words urged me on. “Don’t hold back your moans. I want to hear all of it.” The knowledge that his office was soundproof was the only reassurance I had, but even then, I couldn’t trust my own voice. My body arched in response as he trailed kisses along my neck, his fingers moving with an intoxicating rhythm. “I love how your body reacts to my touch,” he murmured against my skin. “I could fuck you all day.” “Yes,” I moaned, unable to stop myself. “Yes, what?” he teased, his fingers moving even faster, pushing me closer to the edge. “Don’t stop, Alex,” I gasped. ********************************************************** Six years ago, Alex broke me, leaving me humiliated, pregnant, and abandoned. He chose Camila, his flawless childhood friend, while I was left to pick up the shattered pieces of my life. But I survived, and for my son, I built a life I’m proud of. Now, Alex is after me, but stunned by the woman I’ve become, and the son who bears his resemblance. When he asked about his father, my son’s innocent reply said it all: "Mommy said he's dead." I couldn’t have said it better myself.

I woke up in his bed after one confusing night, and suddenly I was married to Dylan Carter, the man I'd loved in silence for twelve years. The man who was supposed to marry my sister. Everyone thinks I'm a scheming gold-digger who trapped Riverside's most eligible bachelor. Even Dylan believes I drugged him and orchestrated everything. He looks at me with pure hatred, spending every night with my sister while I wait alone in our empty house. Then I discovered I'm pregnant. But before I could tell him, I overheard the truth: my "perfect" sister Sophie was the one who planned that night. She drugged Dylan, called the reporters, set the whole trap, she just walked into the wrong room. And my adoptive family? They only took me in because Sophie needed my bone marrow. Everything I believed was a lie. Now Sophie's faking suicide attempts to manipulate Dylan into divorcing me, and my so-called family has disowned me in front of everyone. I'm alone, pregnant, and everyone in Riverside thinks I'm the villain in this story. But I've decided something: I'm not giving up. Not my husband, not my baby, and definitely not my future. Sophie wants the life she thinks I stole? She'll have to go through me first.