⁠he Ruined Me First Now I Found My Forever

The sound of the liquor bottle breaking echoed against the walls of that room, making her flinched. She gazed into those intoxicated piercing green eyes hovering over her. "Leave from my room right now, Damien," her sapphire orbs filled with tears of terror, whereas her grip tightened on the towel covering her wet bare body but the person before her didn't follow her words. A shiver ran down her spine when he placed his both palms on the glass door behind her, caging her completely. "We will talk tomorrow when you will be sober up but please leave now," she attempted to push him away but her body froze when he pinned both of her wrists above her head, resulting in the towel slipping from her body. Her naked body trembled, both in fear and cold but the blazing rage in those bloodshed green eyes flamed up her being. She tried to wiggle out from his hold until…. "Do you still love him, Zia?" His question stabbed inside her heart like a dagger. Her tears of fear turned into anger. After she submitted every single inch of her to him last night, he was still asking her that question. "What if I said, yes…I still love Dylan then?" She challenged him but immediately hissed in pain when he dug his fingers in her tender skin. "Then I will kill him right in front of you," his cavernous voice husked against her lips but his words glossed her eyes more. How can he be so cruel that he didn't hesitate before thinking about killing his own brother? Her heart clenched when he pressed his lips against her and whispered those words in her mouth. "Because I will be the only person to ruin you in my love, Zia Damien Karlson,"

"Mr. Dawson, about that farmhouse construction project in Hattensburg… I've decided that I'm willing to go there." Gary Dawson, on the other end of the line, sounds fairly surprised. "I've been asking you to go there for ages, yet you refused every time because you said you wanted to be with your boyfriend, Timothy. Why the sudden change of mind?" Madeline Carlton lowers her reddened eyes and pretends to chuckle nonchalantly. "I guess I hit one too many walls and just decided to come to my senses afterward." Hearing this, Gary sighs and says sternly, "This is a highly classified mission. You will be assuming a whole new identity when you start working on this project. Before the mission ends, you will not be allowed to have any contact with the rest of the world. "Madeline, are you sure that you've thought things through?" "Yes. I just want to escape this place as soon as I can." There is a long silence on the phone. However, Gary answers right after the pause. "Alright. I'll send the classified contract to you in a while. It should take about a month for the paperwork to be finalized. Use that opportunity to say goodbye to your friends and family." The call disconnects. An email pops up in Madeline's inbox. Right after reading through the classified contract, she signed her name with a flourish and submitted the file with a click. At the same time, Bloomberg Group's new product launch plays on the television. Timothy Bloomberg, wearing a tailored white suit, slowly leads Lacey Houston up the catwalk stage.

In the day, Evelyn Jefferson is Warren Larkin's elegant and capable executive secretary. At night, she's his alluring bedfellow.After three years of such an arrangement, she thinks he loves her. But when she proposes to him, he says, "It's just a game—we fuck, not make love. Did you really think I'd take you seriously?"She loses hope in him and leaves without another word. From that day on, her life is transformed, and her career skyrockets. She becomes a renowned lawyer that no one in the industry dares offend. Countless suitors swarm her.He regrets his decision and pins her to the wall, his eyes bloodshot. "I'm yours in heart, mind, and soul. Will you marry me, please?"She smiles seductively. "Sorry, but you're standing in the way of my Mr. Right."

It is 9:00 pm, and a soft glow still lights the master bedroom on the Lowe residence's second floor. "Helena, there's only a month left before the marriage agreement ends. Once it's up, I'll go ahead and arrange the fake death." Sitting at her vanity, Bianca Lane types the message and sends it to her mother-in-law, Helena Johnson. A reply comes back almost instantly. "Bianca, you've worked so hard these past ten years. You've taken such good care of Sebastian and even gave birth to a child for our family. "To me, you've always been my daughter-in-law. Why not just forget about the agreement?" Reading the message, Bianca unconsciously tightens her grip on her phone before quickly typing her response. "No, Helena. Let's just stick to the agreement."

Si Alexandra Jane Diaz ay isang book illustrator na simple at ordinaryong namumuhay araw-araw kasama ang aso niyang St. Bernard na ang pangalan ay Smarty. Nang isang araw ay sadyang pagkainteresan siya ng isang kapritsusong estranghero at basta na lang alukin ng kasal. Ang pangalan nito ay Daniel. Si Daniel St. Claire ay isang tahimik subalit magaling na negosyante. Isa siyang uri ng lalaki na maraming baliw na ideya at mas nanaising manahimik kaysa magsalita pero magaling magpatsutsada o mangulit. Mahal niya ang kababata niyang kaibigan na si Sarah. Si Sarah Geneva Kale ay isang magandang babae na nagmamay-ari ng isang makulay na flower shop. Hindi niya alam na ang batang lalaki na nagustuhan niya ng bata pa siya ay mahal pa rin siya hanggang ngayon hanggang sa napagpasiyahan nito na magpakasal sa isang babaeng hindi niya kilala kaysa sa kanya. Damay sa gulo't buhol ng pag-ibig at pagtatago ng mga puso, kailangan ni Alex na sumabay sa plano ni Daniel at magpakilalang pekeng fianceé nito hanggang makilala niya ang mahiwagang Sarah Kale. Makakatuluyan ba ni Daniel si Sarah at ang dalawa ang magpalitan ng "I do" sa altar? O makakatugma niya si Alex sa isang hindi inaasahang pagbabaliktad ng tadhana?

While they slice me apart, I desperately call my brother, Nathan Slade. He finally picks up as my consciousness starts to slip and answers in an annoyed voice, "What now?" "Nathan, help—" I don't get to finish before he cuts me off. "Can't you ever go a day without drama? Gemma's graduation is at the end of the month. Miss it, and I swear I'll kill you!" Then, he hangs up without a second thought. The agonizing pain swallows me whole, and my eyes close for good, tears still trailing down my cheeks. Well, good news, Nathan… You won't have to kill me because I'm already dead.

warning: 🔞 This novel is rated 18+ , and it revolves around adult contents, erotic, smutty and explicit scenes🔞. _____________________________ The heat of the stall was nothing compared to the fire Elias Thorne had ignited—and immediately regretted. He knew Vera was poison; the spoiled, reckless heiress to his biggest client and a crucial business partner. What he didn't know was that a single, desperate encounter on a business trip would threaten to dismantle his entire professional life. Elias is a man who deals in control and rigid ethical boundaries, but Vera doesn't play by the rules. She's used to getting everything she wants, and her desire for him is a clear declaration of war. That war escalates the moment Elias accepts a lucrative new patient assignment only to discover Vera, the daughter of the richest man in the country, sitting across from him. She calls it fate. He calls it an unethical disaster. She's his patient, baiting him with whispered demands and dangerous requests. Vera wasn't going to stop until she had him, and Elias knew the terrible truth: he wasn't sure he wanted her to.

"I’m a good girl—until I got drunk in Vegas and married a panties-flaming-hot Irishman. Oops. I’ve always lived my life by the rules. Unlike my two sisters, I’m the good one. The responsible one. Going outside my comfort zone is when I wear red lipstick before five PM. That comfort zone of mine? It’s smashed to smithereens on a wild night in Las Vegas when I met—and married—Liam Gallagher. After one shot of tequila, then two, then too many to count, a good girl’s rules tend to disappear. And so do her panties, and her bra, and various other articles of clothing when she’s with an Irishman who knows his way around a woman’s body. Now my husband wants us to stay married. For six months. He says it’ll be worth my while. Considering our chemistry underneath the sheets, I can’t say that he’s wrong. Liam isn’t safe, though. Liam definitely isn’t comfortable. He’s like the male equivalent of wearing red lipstick in the daytime all wrapped up in an irresistible, dangerous package. Yet this stubborn Irishman isn’t about to let me go, drunken Princess Bride-themed Vegas wedding or no. Now I have to decide if I’m brave enough to break the rules for love."

After Adeline's testimony sends Mafia boss Dimitrov Romanov to jail, she has to hide away for fear of being taken down by his family. Three years later and she's forced to testify again but she doesn't know she has just fallen into a trap set by the handsome devil himself. But her life isn't the only thing at risk. The secret she has kept from everyone for three years, is about to come to light.

I'm not only ugly, I'm an idiot. Because, tell me, why would I think that the hottest guy at school would be interested in me? To make it even worse, he was dating my sister. My sister was perfect. She was the golden daughter—perfect at everything, beautiful. So why would I, in my right mind, think that Damien Salvatore would be interested in an ugly duckling like me? That was my first mistake. *** I couldn't believe Damien had just said that to me. Damien wanted me.... Me!? Inner squeal. He cupped my face and kissed me fiercely, catching me by surprise. My body sprang to life, answering to the need in his kiss until it became more, heated, too much. I tore away from him, shaking my head, even as my body throbbed with desire. “Wait...” Why was I stopping this? Am I an idiot? I have dreamt About this since forever.... I have never wanted anything so bad in my life. "Don't you want to kiss me??" He rasped out.