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  • Author: GIA HUNTER
  • Status: Completed
  • Age Rating: 18+
  • 👁 2.2K
  • 9.7

“Why did you bend over, Maverick?” I whispered to her, trying to calm down, but I failed it. Miserably.   “Because you told me to, assh*le.”   “I’m so tempted to f*ck you right now. You’re the most exquisite woman I’ve ever been with. You’re the only beautiful thing I ever see and have right now, and I don’t want to change that.”   “Then what are you waiting for? Isn’t it the reason why you punish me?”   “This is not a punishment.”   “Then what do you call this? Testing your self-control or testing me, or how long could I last in this position?”   “Oh, it’s been tested, baby. I’m f*cking hard against your sweet *ss, but I can’t have it.”   “You know what, I’m tired. If you’re not going to spank me, I’m getting out of here.” *** MAVERICK As a working college student, I struggle to make ends meet until a stranger approaches me with a proposal—to be his employer’s wife for an enormous sum of money. Knowing the cash will help me pay my grandmother’s medical bills, I accept the offer with a demand—just a marriage of convenience, no intimacy. It’s too late to realize I’m marrying the charming and gorgeous to a fault, young Mr. Winston. And there’s this instant fire between us despite my inhibitions. Things get more complicated when our sham marriage is put to the test by his father, who threatens to expose my dirty little secret. *** LAKE Being a Braddson-Winston heir is sometimes a curse. My father is a real SOB and a pain in my *ss. He makes one outrageous demand for me to secure the CEO seat in the company—marriage. So I find a perfect bride— Maverick Bates II, who is beautiful but in a dire financial situation. I only ask two things. We stay MBA and keep things purely business until the contract ends. As simple as that. It was meant to be a straightforward deal, but each day I get to know her, my position is not the only thing at stake but also my heart. I realize I can’t let her go even if she’s the daughter of the ruthless don of Sicilianos.

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  • Author: SIA_
  • Status: Completed
  • Age Rating: 18+
  • 👁 2.2K
  • 9.7

After being forced to marry a man she didn’t know to save her father’s gambling business, Cassie thought her life would end badly. She had no choice, as her father threatened to stop paying for her sick mother’s treatment. Therefore, she decided to accept everything, even though she knew her life would change from what she had dreamed of. At the very least, she knew her bad days would begin because she was marrying the man who had lent her father money. However, she was wrong. Nothing changed in her life. The marriage was only a married-on paper that meant nothing; her husband didn’t even show up on their wedding day, as if the marriage was completely unimportant. They signed the marriage documents separately as if it were just a fake marriage. She never meets him, but they have an agreement that she must agree to if she doesn’t want him to destroy her father’s business. However, that was all that happened. After the wedding, she still lived with her mother and continued her previous life. A year after her marriage, Cassie applied for a job at a big company that brought many changes to her life. And from there, everything changed. What if her new job leads her into a shocking life? What if Cassie discovers that her boss is a cold-blooded mafia leader who is willing to kill with his gun on his hands? And what if she finds out that her ruthless boss is her husband, whom she has never met? *** “Did you keep my wife’s identity? I need her photo on something. I think she just applied for a job at my company without knowing that I am her husband.”~Christopher Drew Alexavier

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  • 👁 6.9K
  • 9.7

“Why do you even care?” I fired back at him hotly, my glare burning holes into his gorgeous face. It had been all about the passion and toe curling orgasms that he had given me but now, as I stare into his eyes, all I could feel was a need to slap that face. Hard. Annoyed, I threw up my hands into the air. “We are not even in a relationship, for god's sake!” my jaw tightened. “So I can f*ck or go out with any man I d*mn please!” Immediately the words left my mouth, I knew at once that I had chosen my words badly. Damien made no overt move, but his eyes went hard and dark. He began to walk towards me and I retreated in alarm, my pulse accelerating. He continued to stalk to my side untill he successfully backed me into a wall. He stopped in front of me and placed his hands on either sides of my head, caging me in. His head came down untill he was staring into my eyes. “That's where you've got it all wrong, bunny,” he murmured, his voice a low, velvety timbre sending jolts of arousal to my loins. “You are mine, you always have been. Make no mistake about that.” **** Do I have a job that I love so much? Yes. Do I have a rude, grumpy boss that makes my blood boil and makes me plot ways to kill him and make it look like an accident? Abso-f*ck*ng-lutely! That was me untill one misaddressed email came to disrupt everything I have worked for. And then I had to do a favor for The Boss. My name is Cheryl Chastain and I am totally 𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑤𝑒𝑑.

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I despised Dante Moretti long before he slid that ring onto my finger. Arrogant. Controlling. The kind of boss who could ruin my day with a single clipped order. I hated the way he spoke to me. I hated the way he watched me more. But walking into my hometown with his ring and watching my ex-husband’s face drain of color felt wickedly perfect. The elders wanted to see real love before selling their land. So Dante and I lied. We played the sweet couple. Except Dante didn’t touch me like a man pretending. At the Christmas market, his hand slid down my spine and stopped right where it shouldn’t. At dinner, he whispered against my ear, “If he’s watching, spread your legs a little. Let him see who owns you now.” I should have slapped him. Instead, my body answered him before I could breathe. He kissed my temple too slow and held my waist too tight. When the lights dimmed, he murmured, “Open for me.” “Keep your eyes on me.” “I want you shaking for me, not for him.” Somewhere between hating him and wanting him to wreck me, everything blurred. Because the man who barked orders in boardrooms had me whispering his name in the dark, Christmas lights flickering over his bare shoulders while he swallowed every sound I made. My ex wanted me broken. Dante wanted me ruined, but only beneath him. And the worst part was how easily I let him. Santa didn’t bring me a miracle. He gave me a sin in a three piece suit and I tore the wrapping off with trembling hands.

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