"I just thought..." I begin, flustered, not really sure where my words are headed. He shakes his head. "We can't," he states, removing my hand from his. "There are a million reasons why we can't." He runs a hand through his hair, seemingly frustrated, and then looks back at me with those haunting, green eyes. I know he's right. I'm married, I have a family, and he's also my boss. *** Vanessa Harrison has acquired everything she's ever wanted in life: a creative lead position at an advertising agency, a perfect two-story house in the suburbs, and a Pinterest-worthy family life. Until she meets Christopher, the new CEO. Chris shows her that it's okay to dream bigger, and suddenly, the foundation that Vanessa has based her entire life on, begins to crumble. With her family life at risk, and fate balancing in the air, Vanessa must ultimately choose between the life that she's always wanted, and the life that she never knew she needed. ⚠️ WARNING: This story contains sexual content and adult language. © 2019 by Victoria Livingston

"Yes, Mr. Khan?" She answers innocently. "Get your ass back to this truck, right now." "You can't handle it yourself?" She asks in her professional voice, clearly around other people. "A bit tied up at the moment." "Don't bullshit me, Deanna." "I understand you're overwhelmed, Mr. Khan, but I'm sure there's a more polite way we can go about this conversation." She's killing me. "Nothing about the way I'm going to fuck you is polite, Ms. Wilmington. I thought you would understand by now that I'm not the one to play these kinds of games with," I say into the phone ______________ Deanna Wilmington didn't expect to fall in love when she joined Khan Developments and Real Estate as the Vice President of Design and Development. After spending years perfecting her craft around the world, Deanna was ready to bring her talents home and settle down. But working alongside her new boss, Harrison Khan, changes her set morals; Don't Fraternize Within The Workplace. Harrison Khan, a celebrated CEO and single father, has built an empire with his creativity and drive, along side his brothers. He's also fiercely private, shielding his young daughter from the spotlight. When sparks fly between him and Deanna, their connection grows into a love neither of them saw coming. But their happiness comes at a price. As the past comes to the present, Harrison becomes the target of malicious rumors and false allegations that threaten not only his career but their burgeoning romance. The relentless scrutiny and a particularly convincing accusation shake Deanna's faith in Harrison, forcing her to make a heart-wrenching choice: to protect herself by walking away or to stand by the man she loves. As the truth unravels, Harrison and Deanna must navigate the fragile architecture of trust and forgiveness. Will they find a way to rebuild what they've lost, or will the weight of the scandals prove too much for love to bear?

★★★ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 Imani was only working there for necessary means, only for Kazimir to come and change it all. Forced to face reality with her past, discoveries, and open fresh wounds, A developing partnership with Kazimir. What could go wrong? The Ex-Queenpin of the Sinaloa Cartel and The Russian Mob. Possibly everything. ★★★ Once you're in you can't get out, that's how it is when you're involved with crime. There is no easy way to get out, but I did get out or so I thought.

She's been at his hip. Ever since that day he saved her from the mean big kids. That day he saved her, he knew she was his. Even if they were so young. When he left, she felt damaged. Broken. Torn. She thought she would never see him again. 8 years pass... And he's back. And back for her, and her only.

"Look I lost my job today and I'm really not having a good day, and to be quite honest I'm sick of rich fucks like you parading your egos around. So what could you honestly have that could help me!?" I spit out "Come work for my company. I have a position that would be just right for you. You need a job and I need your skills." He retorts with a raised eyebrow. _____________________________________ Trina McMillan is a successful CFO who worked her way up the corporate ladder finally landing a CFO position at her dream company only for her and her entire management team to get fired due to the CEOs temper tantrum after their nasty breakup. Jonathan Wyles is livid and just wants to make Trina's life a living hell. After all money is power. And how much will he spend to see her downfall? Ross Jacobs Jr. is the CEO/owner of the rivaling company who has had his eye on the company and their prized CFO for a long time. How far will he go to have her apart of his team and maybe apart of his life? Rankings: No. 1🥇- for Point of view 02/15/2023 No. 1🥇- for Love Triangle 02/16/2023 No. 1🥇- Slowbuild 05/27/2023 No. 1🥇- Contract 06/07/023 No. 1🥇- African American 06/23/23 No. 1🥇- bgwb 06/25/2023 & 06/06/2024 No .1🥇- heartthrob 08/09/2023 No. 1🥇- billionaire 08/29/2024 No. 1🥇- Jealousy 11/30/2024 No. 1🥇- wmbw 02/28/2025 [65,0000-70,000 word count]

Not all love story ends up in a happily ever after tale. And that is what Kayla Blaq wanted with her bad boy, captain of the football team and promising star. Her American dream for a modern family with bad boy Cole got ruined; her future to become a writer at stake. She was lost. And there came along, Zayn Bottega. The Italian billionaire and infamous step brother who offered her a chance at redemption. Kayla takes the offer, but at what cost? If only she knows he wanted more than she offered in return. *** "I- I can't." Soft moan escape my lips. Blinking my eyes open to see green eyes staring dead at me. Haunting. Sexy. Irresistible. "Sweet Kayla." He smirks going for my neck. I could feel the warmth of his soft breath titillating my weak spot. He chuckles dangerously. Soft butterfly kisses lands on my neck, I grip the back of his hair and he sucks deeper. Fuck, me. Biting down hard on my lip. "I need you to be bad for me." He whispers au so sweetly my legs shivers. His lip trail to mine taking my breath away as my resistance crumbles to a rubble. He pulls away grinning devilishly handsome while I catch my breath. "Show me." I all but begged. Zayn smirks looking at me heatedly. "With pleasure, sweet Kayla."

"Let me be clear, piccola - you've unlocked a side of me I didn't know I had. And if you think you can keep me up all night, pushing boundaries, I'm going to show you exactly how ruthless I can be." My pulse quickened. "What do you mean?" I whispered, trying to steady my voice. His fingers slid down my side, tracing a slow, deliberate path. "The same way I close deals without mercy, I don't hold back in here." His eyes darkened, locking onto mine with fierce intensity. "You're not fragile. So I'm betting you can take more than a little roughness." I swallowed hard, words catching in my throat. "Good." His touch grew firmer, pressing into my skin with purpose. "But don't mistake that for lack of care." He softened just enough to make my breath hitch. "I want to break you down... but I'll cherish every part of you, even when you're trembling." His thumb brushed over a sensitive spot, sending heat flooding through me. "Now tell me, amore... what do you crave? What do you want me to push you into?" My voice came out shaky but honest. "Bondage. Control. Dirty words. Pain... edging..." A slow, satisfied smile spread over his lips. "You have no idea what you just invited."

❝𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐋,❞ 𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒. 𝐌𝐲 𝗺𝗼𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝗼𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝗺𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝗼𝐚𝐭, I stared above his bed my heart somehow falling down into my stomach. I get off Maddox covering my nude body with his sheets quickly and tightly against myself as I catch my breath trying to figure out if I'm hallucinating and or going crazy. I scurry off the bed as fast as I can, not really believing my own eyes. 𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐬𝗼 𝐟𝗼𝗼𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐟𝗼𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝗺? - Caprice Malone a twenty-three year old artist with a heart and mind too big for her own good, a woman exploring herself and life, just maybe at the wrong time with the wrong person, and the wrong mindset. Maddox, a mystery locked inside a man, a millionaire inside a box, the only one who could unthread Caprice at his fingertips. Yet, somehow in someway she held all the control. What between them is causing this attraction, this wrongful doing between both of them. What puts them at the edge of each other, edge of everything? (Ominous voice btw)

"You belong right here, Elysia. Not in New York with Julian, or out somewhere in the city galavanting around with Andrew, or anywhere near Canelley," He mumbled against a fresh mark on the base of my neck. "Right here, nowhere else." For two years Elysia Leal and Salvatore Grant's relationship had been strictly professional. She ran his errands and he ran his business. That is, until, a situation at work puts them in an awkward position causing the lines in their relationship to blur and feelings to ensue.

Valentina do you have any idea what you do to me on a daily basis? He said as I walked back, he got closer and closer to me till I was blocked by his office desk. He moves his hands to my waist and hoist me up on the desk , with my legs slightly apart he stood in between them while his tatted hand moved to My exposed thigh. Tell me ,I said as I moved my hands to his shoulders then to his hair ,playing with it as his hand moved higher up my thigh till he reached my laced underwear and started rubbing my clothed pussy through them. You make me wanna... ⚠️mature content ⚠️strong language