Zachary Sifton just inherited one of the best and largest chain of luxury hotels in the world, which is known for a phenomenal experience overall. So, he is gearing up for his acquisition gala. To make it nonpareil, he knows he needs her, because she is the absolute best. Also, he isn't used to things not happening his way. But she is different. She outright refuses him, time and again, purposely...or perhaps not. Savannah Reece is a Le Cordon Bleu chef. Exceptionality is second nature to her. Every restaurant in the world is struggling to tie her down to them. But the issue is, she doesn't function that way. She swore against devoting herself to one establishment, and that was that; period. She is a stringent and unforgiving perfectionist when it comes to food. But otherwise, she's extremely likable. These two have a history, a terrific past. She couldn't forget it; he doesn't remember it. She has no clue that her would-be employer is none other than the one person she hoped never to see again. Now, they will come face-to-face, afresh. The only trouble is: this time around, he wants something "more" to do with her. And she doesn't know what to do about that, or about the sparks that fly and fire that sets alight in her whenever he's around. *** *This book is only available on Wattpad. If you are reading this somewhere else, please bring it to my notice. It would be really appreciated.*

"I wish you were the one heading her case. She'd have gotten the justice she rightfully deserved," he said blatantly. *** NYCB is famous throughout New York City because of Lieutenant Ford, who is known for serving justice for one and all, no matter what. Chicago Ford is best at what she does, and having solved numerous cases, she's built up on her experience, too. Nonetheless, this case is different, because the murderer leaves absolutely no evidence, except for some trivial information. Emily Suskind is merely twenty when she's murdered. Brutally. Chicago is already on the hunt for her killer, with her team, when she finds that Suskind's best pals were also on the killer's list. Trying to uncover the grounds of this case, she comes across yet another mystery. A mystery she needs to break through in order to bring the killer to justice. *** 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐨 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 *** *This book is only available on Wattpad. If you are reading this somewhere else, please bring it to my notice. It would be really appreciated.*

In a world of monsters, is it possible to find the beauty in each other? Ice melts... Power ignites... Bonds forge... Just in time to clash with the impending storm on its way. ----------------------------------------------------------------- "I think you have lost your mind," Soren suddenly muttered. Then it happened: Annika grinned. A glowing warmth lit inside, heating her cold interior. There was something extraordinary about the simplicity put into a grin. The anguish lessoned, and suddenly anything was possible. Surely the sky could fall if Annika could smile? "What makes you say that?" She asked as she continued her movements. The grin acted as a soothing balm on her aching heart. Annika might've been crazy to become so easily uplifted by an everyday facial expression, but crazy seemed like a much better term to be than slave. "Only a lunatic would approach me in my slumber." His eyes remained shut, and he didn't object to her petting, so Annika didn't stop. "Well... you wouldn't know if you were asleep?" "Mmm," the sound vibrated like a guttural hum, "I awoke the second you entered." "Did you?" Annika asked as she turned her head to study his face, but this time, his eyes were open, revealing those beautiful pits of colorless depths. --------------------------------------------------------------- (WARNING: MATURE CONTENT OF ALL KINDS *EMPHASIS ON THE ALL PART*) Highest Rank: 48 (thanks to you beautiful creatures)