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Becoming Secret Nanny for Possessive CEO

Edith accidentally spends the night with her VIP client, Callum. The next day, she finds her fiancé, whom she's due to marry a week later, kissing a strange woman in a hotel room. Having been constantly manipulated by everyone, she feels devastated. She calls off the engagement after discovering the affair. Only Callum cares about her, even though they've only known each other for a week. Callum admits he suddenly wants to get close to Edith because he doesn't want her to marry the jerk, who is his half-brother. Knowing Callum's true intentions, Edith decides to start a relationship with him. But will their relationship continue to run smoothly? While Edith is traveling with her little family, she suddenly experiences a mysterious accident. She loses her son in the accident and suffers from amnesia. Five years have passed, and she still doesn't know who her daughter's father is. She only knows Cliff (her ex-fiancé from five years ago), who has been a constant source of support. Is Cliff her daughter's father? Whether it's a coincidence or not, when her daughter changes schools, she meets a boy who looks exactly like her. The boy was suspected of being her son who died five years ago. Furthermore, she was suddenly invited to meet with a man named Callum and asked to become his son's secret nanny and VIP designer. Callum deliberately pretended to think of Edith as a stranger to facilitate his plan. To this day, she still wonders who the killer who tried to kill them five years ago was. Ultimately, Edith accepted Callum's offer because she was also curious about Callum's true identity. Was Callum her daughter's father? And, will she fall in love with the CEO who is very possessive of her as time goes by? Or will she marry Cliff, who has helped her for five years?
Chocollacious · 117.3k Views

Married To The Blind Alpha

When Aria turned five her grandmother told her that their family has never been blessed with a mate and not having a mate doesn't mean they won't find love. When Aria turned eighteen, her desire to have a mate became stronger because her best friend whom she had a crush on found his mate and the pure joy in his eyes when he told her about the mate bond, place a emptiness in her heart. "You are special, Aria. You have the power to turn back time." That was what her grandmother told her when she claimed she was cursed and even though she was not satisfied with that answer, she never asked again. Two years later, Aria got a call from the hospital and found out that her grandmother has been poisoned and the only way for her to save her grandmother was to accept this deal made by the Alpha of the Shadow Moon pack "Marry Alpha Tristan, have him fall for you and then kill him." It was the only way to saved her grandmother so she agreed despite knowing that she was walking into a lion den, because how was she going to kill a man who despite losing both his sight and his mate, command enough power and authority to still be called a Alpha. How will Aria feel when she realized that the man she has been task to kill has been waiting for her for five lifetimes and have just two years left to live? What situation will Aria find herself that will require her to turn back time and what price will she pay for altering time itself? ----------- Excerpt Aria felt uneasy by his silence and wondered if it was the right moment to use the techniques, Hailey has taught her. Taking a deep breath, Aria stepped closer and closed her eyes as she brushed her lips against Tristan's. Tristan stiffened when he felt her lips on his and without thinking, he immediately pushed her away. Seeing the angry look on his face, Aria felt like it was all over; she was definitely going to be killed now. But Tristan expression was shadowed by more than anger. How had she gotten so close without him sensing her? And why--why was his heart racing like this?
Rosepetals456 · 173.3k Views

The Mafia's Undoing

Katherine Blaire has worked six grueling years to rise to the top of the banking world of Manhattan. Confident, voluptuous, and ambitious, she's nearly within reach of the promotion that will help to finance the college education of her autistic brother. She needs but one account- the account of Anthony Marvin, arguably the most influential and dangerous man in New York. Anthony "Tony" Marvin doesn't just own hotels and nightclubs. He controls both legitimate and underground empires as the heir of the most notorious mafia family in the city. Tony is ruthless, heartbreakingly handsome, and untouchable until Katherine enters his club with the business plan and with an unwavering refusal to back away from him. When Tony offers Katherine something she cannot refuse —a night with him in exchange for the contract —she storms out, humiliated and outraged. But Tony is interested in the woman who had the strength to say no to him, and Katherine finds herself drawn into a dangerous game of power struggle, desire, and growing love. As their relationship grows stronger, Tony's father, the ruthless mafia kingpin Thomas Marvin, will do whatever it takes to eliminate what he sees as his son's greatest weakness. Surrounded by enemies and with Katherine's entire family in danger, she and Tony must decide if their love is worth risking everything — including their lives. In a world in which love is the ultimate vulnerability, can a banker and a mafia prince redefine the rules of power?
Coco_Monae · 68.9k Views

Contract Marriage For An Heir

Isla Kim, head of marketing, is in a tight spot. Her mother’s medical bills are piling up, and one desperate night, she takes a temporary escort gig. The man she meets? Her CEO, Damien Frost. He’s precise, cold, and for the first time, intrigued. Seeing potential in her intelligence, discretion, and… compatibility, he offers her a contract: marry him, carry his heir, and the company will ensure her debts and family are taken care of. Isla knew it was a bad idea, but what could she do? Her mother's life was on the line. ------- Damien Frost has everything: wealth, power, a company that bends to his will… except for one thing. His family demands an heir, and no matter how many therapists he consults, nothing works. Until he sees her. One glance, one subtle move, and he’s intrigued in a way he can’t explain. But she’s his employee, and he is a CEO who doesn’t mix business with pleasure… or at least, that’s what he tells himself. One contract. One child. One rule: keep it professional. But every look, every interaction, draws them closer to a line neither of them thought they’d cross. Snippet: "Ms Kim this, Ms Kim that. You've never said my name before." "I'm trying to be professional. Something you clearly don't understand else you wouldn't be sitting here in this ridiculous outfit at a bar of all places." "Wow, professionalism." I rolled my eyes sarcastically. "You call leah by her name... why isn't that an issue." "That's..." "Different. I know. She's been your assitant for nearly a decade while I'm the girl you hired to give you babies." "You're more than just that to me, Ms-" He swallowed the last words but I heard them. A bitter laugh escaped my lips and raised my head, blinking away the tears that threatened to fall. "You won't even say it." I spoke in a low voice, scared of the words ready to be ripped out of my mouth, and the emotions they brought. "I know this is just a deal and I shouldn't expect more from you than you've given me... but can't I be selfish enough to ask for that one thing?" "I... I can't say it." "Yeah, no shit." I scoffed bitterly, standing up in my broken heels and messed up dress. I couldn’t be in his presence a second longer or I'd break. "I can't say it because I don't want our relationship to be more personal than it is." He yelled before I could leave. "Personal? Personal! I'm supposed to have your child Mr Frost, it doesn't get more personal than that." A beat of silence stretched and he released a heavy sigh, extendjng an arm toward me. "Let's just go home, we can talk about this later." "No." I shook my head violently, tears spilling from them. "I'll go home. You can go fuck yourself... and Leah while you're at it." Part of me wanted to turn back to see if he was chasing after me, or even contemplating doing it. But I couldn't face yet another rejection in the same night. I walked and walked until my feet felt heavy and by the time I reached my house, there was no one behind. "Of course, what did I expect?" To Damien Frost, I'm nothing but a tool.
Kimikii · 594 Views

Be The Anchor To My Striker

After a simple extraction mission, Kenneth makes a dire mistake that wipes out his entire team. Left alone and bleeding out, Kenneth has no choice but to pray to a higher being in hopes of getting a second chance at life. Luckily for him, his prayers are answered as he finds himself in the body of a man who has the same name as him! Now, faced with a strange world he is unfamiliar with, all he can do is follow the previous owners' wishes to enter the infamous military academy Toleran and become a renowned Anchor. The problem is finding a Striker to pair with. In comes Lucien Saint-James, the captain of the third division and a high-class Striker with whom he has the highest compatibility. The problem is, whenever Lucien is around, he gets this uncontrollable urge to bring him to his knees, not to mention that he doesn’t care for his arrogant attitude either. Now, Kenneth faces a dilemma. If he ever hopes to make it out of this academy alive and realize the dreams of the original Kenneth, he will have to suck up his pride and learn to hide his urges if he wants to make it out in one piece. Oh, and did he mention he had to deal with monsters and mystical beasts too?! ****************************************** Excerpt: “Kiss me.” Kenneth blinked. “What—“ “You heard me. Do it. Now.” Anger flashed in his eyes yet his body moved before his brain could tell him to stop. He reached for the Striker and their lips met. Kenneth poured his energy into Lucien, filling the barren pit inside his mind, giving him enough juice to keep going. The two pulled away, and Lucien’s steely eyes met his, holding him in place. “You always look like you hate anchoring me, but then you get that blissful look on your face that screams ‘I want more’. It’s cute.” Kenneth felt an unbearable urge to slap the smug smile off his face. But since now wasn’t the time to commit acts of violence against his pair. He held himself back. He would deal with him properly later. “Eat shit, captain.” Was all he said before sending him off.
NSCHAN · 12.8k Views