Xxx Madre Borracha

Caregiver sa gabi, secretary sa umaga, ganyan ang araw-araw na buhay ni Irina Elizalde matapos lamunin ng trahedya ang masayang pamilya niya. Nang mamatay ang Papa niya sa isang aksidente at mabaldado ang Mama niya, napilitan siyang maging breadwinner, kahit pa sinisisi siya ng Tita Shiela niya sa lahat ng nangyari. Sa pagiging caregiver, may konting ginhawa naman siya, lalo na’t mabait ang matandang inaalagaan niya na si Lola Vicky. Pero sa trabaho niya bilang secretary ng suplado at bastos na CEO na si Ravi Lopez, araw-araw siyang parang nasa impyerno. Mabuti na lang at guwapo at yummy, kaya napagtitiisan niya, kahit na, gusto na niya itong layasan. Isang gabi, panay ang iyak ni Irina sa inaalagaan niyang si Lola Vicky. Kinuwento niya rito ang lahat ng paghihirap na dinadanas ngayon sa buhay niya. Sa awa ng matanda sa kaniya, binigyan siya nito ng mission. Mission na kailangang hanapin ang pörnstar na may-ari ng diary na hawak ngayon ni Lola Vicky, at kapag nahanap niya ito, ipapamana ng matanda sa kaniya bilyong-bilyong yaman nito. Ang problema, tila screen name lang ang meron siya. Mr. Ryder King. Iyon kasi ang nakalagay sa diary nito. Bukod doon, gusto ng matanda na sila ang magkatuluyan. Makukuha lang ni Irina ang bilyong-bilyong mana nito kung pakakasalan siya ni Mr. Ryder King. Paano kaya kapag nalaman ni Irina, na ang may-ari pala ng Diary ng XXX Celebrity ay ang suplado, bastos at mayabang niyang Boss CEO na si Ravi Lopez, pakakasalanan niya kaya ito? Kung payag man si Irina na pakasalan ito para sa bilyong-bilyong mana ni Lola Vicky, pumayag naman kaya si Ravi Lopez na pakasalan siya?

I was chosen to be the fiancée of Lorenzo, the Mafia’s heir. But at a family gala, Lorenzo was openly pursued by Chiara, the daughter of an arms dealer. Chiara wasn’t like the other rule-abiding debutantes. She tore through the streets in a modified sports car, used a military-grade combat knife to cut her cigars, and drank the harshest whiskey neat. There was an untamed wildness about her, a fire Lorenzo couldn't look away from. He complained to the family elders, "How can a woman like that possibly be our Madre and run this entire family?" His words dripped with disdain for her recklessness, yet his eyes were glued to her, tracking her every move as she raised her glass. Then, on Lorenzo’s birthday, he announced his intention to make Chiara his mistress. Chiara refused. "The women of my family are wives, never mistresses. And my husband's heart must belong only to me." Lorenzo came to me, his voice hesitant. "Alessia, it's just a title. I need you to give it to Chiara. Please? She doesn't understand our family's traditions, and she's making a scene about marrying me. We just need to pacify her for now. Even if she marries me, you will still be the one to manage the family's affairs." As I stood trying on my wedding gown, a sharp crystal bead on the bodice pierced my finger. A single drop of blood bloomed against the pure white satin. The dress was ruined, but the wedding would go on. If I couldn't be the wife of the heir, I would become the woman of the Don.

Amy no esperaba que su esposo, a quien había amado y en quien había confiado sinceramente durante muchos años, la engañaría al tener relaciones sexuales con su secretaria.Cuando ella lo confrontó, él y su secretaria se burlaron y ridiculizaron, la llamaron estéril en su cara, después de todo, ella no había concebido durante los últimos tres años que había estado casada con su esposo, Callan.Terriblemente desconsolada, solicitó el divorcio y se fue al club, eligió a un gigoló al azar, tuvo una aventura de una noche con él, le pagó y desapareció en una pequeña ciudad.Regresó al país seis años después con tres lindos niños idénticos y tres lindas niñas idénticas de la misma edad. Se instaló y consiguió un trabajo, pero pronto descubrió que su CEO era el gigoló con el que tuvo relaciones sexuales hace seis años en el club. ¿Será capaz de esconder sus seis bellezas de su CEO, quien resulta ser el hombre más poderoso de NorthHill y se cree que es infértil? ¿Pueden Amy y el hombre más poderoso de NorthHill llevarse bien considerando la brecha social entre ellos?

The cold breeze in my face, clinging tightly to my bare arms. My arms wrapped around my torso in an attempt to keep me warm. Tears streaming down my face as memories of Harry's cruel betrayal flood my mind. Of all days, he chose my birthday to hurt me. My red pumps creating a gentle click sound with every contact it made with the tarred road. Creating the only sound the night breeze brings to my ears. Asides my sobs and the distant barks of the neighborhood dogs. My third sense is sudden activated as I sense I'm being followed. I smell danger. Walking alone on such desolate streets doesn't seem like the best idea I could have come up with. I wasn't thinking straight when I made that choice. I should have called my driver to come get me!. This creepy feeling becomes more intense and I decide to do the one thing I know I'm good at; run!. I throw my purse and phone away as I begin to run in frenzy I feel something hot on my trail, when I look back, all I see is dark fog. The more reason to run faster. The road fairly lit by moonlight, my heart in my mouth and prayers of help and mercy escaping my lips. Finally, I hear music playing from loud speakers. I'm close to civilization!. I keep running frantically.... Tales of missing children are considered a fallacy till teenage Sonia goes missing... Follow Sonia on her desperate quest to break free... And bring the truth to light

Lots of people are asking so here it is: Branston high series order - Jake, Nathan, Shane, Luke, Billy. Although technically third in the series, this was the first book I ever wrote so I hope you enjoy. Thank you so much for reading xxx ~~~~~~~ Aurora has spent the majority of her school life trying to be invisible, trying to avoid the attention of those who enjoy tormenting her. She's finally achieved her wish and there's only one year left before she can leave them all behind like a bad memory. But when she literally runs into them at a party, her luck seems to have run out and Shane determined to make her his prime target.

Lots of people are asking so here it is: Branston high series order - Jake, Nathan, Shane, Luke, Billy. Thank you so much for reading xxx ~~~~ Luke doesn't do relationships, he enjoys a long line of willing women and has no desire to change that. One day the new girl at school asks him to teach her how to kiss. No relationship, no strings, a simple student/teacher relationship or is it?

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Lots of people are asking so here it is: Branston high series order - Jake, Nathan, Shane, Luke, Billy. Thank you so much for reading xxx ~~~~~ Nathan and Leanna were childhood friends until they weren't. Now, they hate one another but no one knows why. They say there's a thin line between love and hate, but do these two frenemies truly hate one another and will they have a happy ending or is there someone else trying to get in the way?

It has been said that romance can happen anytime, anywhere with the right person meant for you. Who would have thought that all this time, your destined person is just next-door? What happens when two stubborn hot-heads collide? An exchange of rated XXX letters and a whole lot of chaos!

On the night of the Benedetto family's Harvest Festival, my Mafia husband, Salvatore, told me to bring our son, Giuseppe, to the family gathering. He said his madre had finally accepted us into the Benedetto bloodline. I was trembling with excitement in our little cottage as I dressed Giuseppe in his finest little suit. He had carved a single wooden rose by hand, a project he'd saved for over five years. He said he would present it to his grandmother at the celebration, a plea for her to accept our place in the family. But the moment we stepped into the stone manor, I saw Carmela. Salvatore had her pinned against an oak barrel in a deep, searing kiss. In the moonlight, her hand was undoing his tie. In front of everyone, Salvatore smiled and gently pushed her away. He walked toward the family members gathered in a semicircle and raised a crystal glass. "Tonight, in addition to celebrating the harvest, I have an important announcement." "I would like to introduce you all to the woman I have married in the eyes of God and the Church." "Miss Carmela Torrino." Before I could even process his words, Giuseppe tore his hand from mine and rushed forward. "Papa, what are you saying?" "Isn't my mother your wife?"