･WARNING: This STORY has VIOLENT and SEXUAL scenes･･･ When twenty-two year old Cassandra moves to L.A. planning to land her dream job as a Fashion model, she learns the hard way that it's not that easy. She soon finds herself running out of options to care for her little brother Trent. So as any desperate, beautiful, fucking insane twenty-year old care taker like herself would do, she gets hired at one good paying job... "An innocent girl like you, wouldn't be rapping boxes that have things like that inside." This made me angry real fast. "I’m not innocent!" I practically growled like he had moments ago. "If I’m so innocent, then why did I want to look in a box full of these things?" I blurted out. Why did I say that? What do I have to prove to this British boy? "So the truth finally comes out." He smirks as he backs up. He turned around and started walking away, making me feel disappointed. Then he turned back around and glided toward me. He was coming closer and closer. It was like he wasn't stopping. As if he could jump into my skin if he wanted. When he was not even inches away from me, he lowered his head so his lips were leveled with my ear. "By the way, those things," He started mimicking me from earlier. He also dragged out the 's' in 'things' what seems like on purpose. "Are vibrating pleasure machines." He paused. "You know those lacy things you saw in there too? I know you did. I was watching you from across the room. Your face when you saw them. So. Fucking. Innocent. They’re vibrating underwear. You slide them on and it sends jolts up someone's pretty little pussy." He paused again. Then out of nowhere, he licks my ear lobe. I could barely feel his tongue on my skin. I know he did though, it's a feeling that I wish he would do again. Shit.

Natasha has a secret. She has a sexy body, one that she keeps hidden. She was always the fat kid during high school. The kid that was always picked on. She barely had any friends. She went to college and found an interest in dance and she shed the weight however now she wears the baggy clothes as her shield. Her hair messy as not to attract the right men. Now she is working for the bullies that bullied her. Soon the school reunion is on the horizon. Should she show the bullies that she changed and they cannot hurt her anymore or should she hide behind her armour. Marcus and Max are twins. They are identical in every way. They tormented her throughout high school. Only because they secretly harboured feelings for her. That is why they employed her at their business. That is why they watched over her during the university years. They have been waiting years to mould her. Waiting for her to ripen so that they could taste the forbidden fruit that have been denied to them for so long. The clock is ticking. They given her ten years of freedom. At the reunion she will be theirs for the claiming. Rated 'R' Please do not copy or Steal any content of my story. And If you want to know if this story is for your read a couple of chapters and comments. Everyone is in on this story. Don't miss out x

STANDALONE BOOK! No sequel "Why? I know it's not that you actually care about me. Then why? Tell me." I demanded looking down. "Be MINE, Caroline" he said. I always loved the way my name rolled on his tongue. I saw him coming towards me as I took small steps backwards until my back hit the wall. I could see his face getting closer to mine to reach my lips. Caroline Brook is the daughter of a wealthy business man. She has it all, looks, beauty, intelligence, money-of course! She's a true believer of LOVE. She lived a carefree life until a tragedy strikes hard. Daniel Rochester is one of the richest business man in New York City. He's the perfect definition for a Casanova. He never was a relationship kind of guy. And he rather chose to believe in one night stands. What happens when circumstances make these completely opposite people meet? Is there going to be an explosion of volcano of hatred or rain of love? Are they gonna make it together till the end? HighestRanking: Romance#2