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THE DAR ES SALAAM AGREEMENT

THE DAR ES SALAAM AGREEMENT A Story of Love, Secrets and Second Chances Some people leave to protect you. Some people return to destroy you. And some people — the dangerous ones — do both at the same time. Zara Msigwa has built everything from nothing. At twenty-eight, she is one of the youngest female CEOs in Dar es Salaam's growing tech scene — sharp, fearless, and completely in control of her life. Nobody knows the price she paid to get here. Nobody knows what she left behind. Or rather, who she left behind. Five years ago, on a rainy night in Masaki, Zara walked away from the only man she had ever truly loved — without a word, without a letter, without an explanation. She told herself it was the right thing to do. She told herself he would be better without her. She told herself that eventually, the ache would stop. It never did. Kemi Okafor has also built everything from nothing — except his nothing looked very different from hers. The son of a Nigerian businessman and a British architect, Kemi grew up between Lagos boardrooms and London rain, learning early that the world rewards those who refuse to break. When Zara disappeared, he did what he knew best. He worked. He built. He became someone impossible to ignore. And then he came back to Dar es Salaam. Not for her — that is what he tells himself. He comes for business. His company, Okafor Ventures, is expanding into East Africa and he needs a local tech partner to make it work. Someone brilliant. Someone trusted. Someone who knows this city the way the ocean knows the shore. Someone exactly like Zara Their reunion is nothing like the ones people write songs about. It is cold contracts and professional distance and two people trying very hard not to remember that they once knew every inch of each other. They sign The Agreement — three months of professional partnership, clean boundaries, no looking backwards. But Dar es Salaam is not interested in their agreement. Because the truth Zara has been running from for five years is still here — waiting, patient, inevitable. And the closer Kemi gets, the harder it becomes to keep the secret that made her leave in the first place. The secret that could destroy everything. Or finally set them both free. The Dar es Salaam Agreement is a slow-burn interracial romance about the courage it takes to choose love a second time — when the first time nearly broke you. For everyone who has ever loved someone in silence because they thought silence was the kindest thing they could offer.
joeruchaga · 816 Views

(BL) Reborn into the Vampire Mafia's obsession

Smithen was an anonymous online stalker who loved a man who never loved him back—a swift, cold marriage to Viran, his elusive dream husband: a mafia king, a ruthless CEO feared by all. He gave everything to Viran, only to be left broken, drowning in regret and unanswered questions. But fate offers a second chance. When Smithen opens his eyes again, he’s back—two months before that ill-fated marriage. Determined to protect his heart, he vows never to fall for Viran again. Yet this new life is different. Something unseen stalks him—a shadowy presence that watches silently, lingering dangerously close, its gaze filled with insatiable hunger. This mysterious beast is possessive, at times obsessed, lusting over Smithen with a fierce intensity. In fleeting moments, the presence brushes against him—too intimate, too electric—like a breath not his own, like lips that haunt his dreams with kisses both tender and fierce. Bound by a truth neither fully understands, Smithen is caught in a perilous dance of obsession, desire, and possession. The beast’s craving grows stronger with every heartbeat, consuming him wholly—body, mind, and soul. This time, Smithen is no longer alone in loving too deeply. Somewhere in the shadows, the beast learns to love him, to obsess over him, to make Smithen irresistible to its touch—and it will not let go. Who is this mysterious beast? Why was it absent in Smithen’s first life? Why has he been granted this rare second chance? And who is the entity that invades his nights, awakening desires he cannot resist? What is the unknown variable that shifts everything, leaving Smithen vulnerable to touches that unravel all his defenses?
aaronstories · 2.1k Views

THE LAST DEAL: A Dark CEO Romance

She was sent to steal from him. He was supposed to never find out. Neither of them planned on the other. Isabella Reyes does not make mistakes. She is precise, trained, and coldly professional — the kind of woman who walks into rooms and reads them like blueprints, who knows exactly what she's doing and why, who has survived long enough in dangerous company to understand that sentiment is a luxury she cannot afford. When Theo Godman — billionaire, rival, and the most quietly dangerous man she has ever worked for — sends her to infiltrate the world of Zain Morgan, she accepts the terms. She has no choice. She never has a choice. The job is simple, on paper: get close, find the project, deliver it. Walk away clean. She does not expect Zain Morgan. She does not expect to feel anything. She feels everything. She hates herself for it. Zain Morgan has never been surprised. Surprise is what happens to people who haven't anticipated the move being made against them, and Zain anticipates everything — it is the architecture of his survival, the discipline that built the Morgan empire from old money and older intelligence into something the financial world orbits like a moon. When he identifies Isabella as Theo Godman's operative within four hours of meeting her, he does not feel outrage. He does not feel threatened. He feels, with the cold clarity of a man in full possession of himself and every room he stands in, the particular pleasure of a chess player who has seen the move twelve turns early. He will let her believe the path she is walking is hers. He will build every inch of it himself. What he does not anticipate — the thing that arrives without warning, without precedent, without any framework in his considerable experience to contain it — is that somewhere between the architecture and the execution, between the control and the calculation, Isabella Reyes stops being a variable and starts being something else. Something he does not have a precise clinical term for. Something that does not respond to management or containment or the cold, practiced restraint he has applied to every other threatening thing in his life. He does not know what to do with that. He has never not known what to do with something. He hates it with a ferocity that frightens him, privately, deeply. Almost as much as losing her would. THE LAST DEAL is the story of two people who are each trying to use the other — who are each, in their own precise and carefully defended ways, catastrophically bad at being used by someone they cannot stop thinking about. It is a dark story. It does not apologize for being dark. The characters make choices that are morally complicated and sometimes indefensible and always deeply, recognizably human — which is to say they make choices driven by fear and desire and pride and the particular desperation of people who want things they have decided they are not allowed to want. There is a theft. There is a betrayal. There is a board meeting, a lost empire, and a reckoning that neither of them survives unchanged. And there is, beneath all of it — beneath the strategy and the deception and the cold grey eyes and the coral red mouth and the thirty-one days counting down to everything falling apart — something that refuses to be managed or contained or filed away into the clinical privacy of a mind that has never met anything it couldn't control. Something that started in a ballroom and will end, one way or another, in ruin. The question is whose. Power. Obsession. Betrayal. And the specific, devastating danger of being truly known by the wrong person at exactly the right time. Some deals cannot be undone once signed. Some people cannot be unclaimed once chosen.
Daoist0SEgCi · 1.1k Views

Craved by the Wrong Volkov

(trigger warning. This book contains mature themes) ****** "I can't..." she gasped between broken moans, her voice trembling somewhere between pain and pleasure. Every thrust seemed to blur the line between surrender and defiance. Then she whispered a name between her sweet cries ...it wasn’t mine. I froze. A slow, humorless smile curved my lips as the sound of his name filled the space between us. “Raph…” she breathed. I leaned in, my mouth brushing her ear. Feeling her tremble from touch until my teeth nibbled her earlobes hard enough to make her whimper and her fold to clench around my fingers. “Wrong name, Lynn.” I hissed, withdrawing from the warmth of her insides. I felt her body tense. She clawed at my shoulders, a desperate plea in every touch. “Don’t…” she whimpered. Those jade-like eyes unravelled me that moment. I could feel the ache in my trousers. A troublesome little viper. A cruel smile traced my lips hiding my emotions. “You called the wrong name,” I murmured, my voice low, dangerous. “And bad girls deserve to be punished.” Her glossy eyes met mine... so full of confusion, want, and power she didn’t yet understand. If she only knew how close I was to breaking. Because the only name she should be calling… was mine. Lucien. I craved it as badly as the air I breathe. ****** For better or for worse, till death do us part. That was their vows at the altar, but her husband broke them first.. He claims an open marriage is the solution to their childless marriage and that it's to protect her own interests. But all Braelyn sees is a prison built from guilt and lies. One heartbroken night, she stumbles into a karaoke bar and into the arms of Lucien. A man shrouded in mystery, rebellion, and danger. His very presence tells her to run but it also gives her the solace she craved. She never expected to see him again after she ran, forgetting his sinful existence, but life wasn't done making a joke out of her. Lucien isn't just any man, but one who can destroy everything she believes in. The man she was never meant to meet. Her husband's uncle The black sheep of the Volkov dynasty. A man whose desire will ruin her. Lucien knows she can't be his, but he was never a man who respected social norms. He doesn't care about anything but her every sin and touch. All he wants… is her, no matter how sinful it gets.
jodiekesh27 · 388.8k Views

Love Across the Light Years -The Devil CEO Indulges My Lies.

Family is a luxury not everyone can afford. Adelyn learned that the day Clara returned to the Scott family —and she quietly stopped belonging. No one abused her. No one hurt her openly. But the love that was once hers alone became divided. The attention that once chose her … became something she had to borrow. And whenever something precious stood between her and Clara —Adelyn was the one asked to let go. Not once. Not twice. But every single time. Her dreams. Her choices. Her place in the family. Her heart didn’t break in a single moment —it wore down slowly … until nothing remained worth fighting for. So, she erased herself from their world. Not in anger. Not in revenge. But to save what little of herself was left. ————— Seven years later, Adelyn returned. Not for the Scott family. Not for their love. She came back for the dreams she was once forced to abandon —and this time, nothing would be taken from her. No compromises. No sacrifices. Only her life. Her rules. She breathed in freedom. “No family…no shackles.” But just then— Two small arms wrapped around her legs. She stiffened. Looking down, she met a pair of familiar doe eyes staring up at her with unwavering trust. “Mama … Eira waited long for you. Don’t leave again.” …Mama? Before she could understand or react, a tall shadow fell over them. A man stood there —gaze sharp, cold, claiming —looking at her like she had belonged to him. “You dared to show up again?” Adelyn felt clueless. She would have asked him what he meant, however — Before she could speak — the ground vanished beneath her feet. A powerful arm lifted her effortlessly. “Since you dared …” his voice dropped —low, restrained, dangerous. “Don’t think of escaping again.
Scarlet_Shine · 156k Views

Head to Head

Twenty years ago, the Mercer group was in huge debt and was about to go bankrupt. It owner, Mr Vincent Voss, was on the verge to go mad when he went to seek help from his brother, Mr Thomas Voss who was the owner Sunrise group. Thomas agreed to help his brother but in exchange of 30% of shares of the Mercer group, which Vincent agreed. Unknown to Vincent , Thomas had another plan. The Mercer group regain it’s strength once again but Mr &Mrs Voss died a year later in a car accident leaving behind their only child, Calvin Voss. Out of greed Thomas ruled over the Mercer group leaving little five year old Calvin with nothing.This made him to grow with so much hatred in his heart and made it icy-cold. With the help of his father best friend when he turned twenty he was able to take the company away from Thomas but he still wasn’t satisfied because he wanted to venge his parent death and he belives the his uncle has an hand in it. So,he disguised himself and got a job at Sunrise group. Two years he became the secetary to the new CEO of Sunrise group, Alan Voss , who was the son of Thomas Voss. Alan didn’t know Calvin or what he looked like because his parents didn’t think it was necessary to know. Alan has a sister , Lucy, who was an intern at her brother’s. While searching for evidence to bring down the Sunrise group, Calvin’s cold steel heart melted with just a glance of Lucy. He tried to control his heart whenever he was sees he her but his heart has other plans. What will happen if he falls for Lucy? Will he be able to make her fall in love him and let him go ahead and destroy her family? Will Calvin put behind the past and move on with Lucy? Let’s find out.
Mary_Modelin · 9.9k Views