She stirred in her sleep leaving her thin nightwear slightly shifting upward slowly. The duvet hardly covered her lower half, revealing the black lace she wore. The flushed skin of her stomach and thighs sent him waves of desire, making his body heat up in arousal. A growl threatened to leave his throat. His calloused hands worked on getting rid of his shirt and he entered the bathroom to dispose all the evidences of his crime. Cleaning himself he approached their bed and hovered above her, unbothered that he had nothing on him accept a towel drapped around his V line. The blanket was no more entangled around her rather pooled beneath her. He settled himself over her with arms planked beside her head. Staring at her closed eyelids he listened to her even breathes. Looking like a fallen angel she layed oblovious to the beast getting wild just by watching her sleep. He was tempted to taste her. He was done with exchange of sweet words and endearments. He was done acting okay. He was done with her playing hard to get. He was done... Just done... But he knew he had to wait and works his charms on her. He had to seduce her innocently. Play with her mind until she finally surrenders herself. He smirked maneuvering himself in her embrace. His head buried in the hollow of her neck while his mascular arms hugged her waist squeezing her in his unbreakable grip. He inhaled her sweet scent trailing kisses on her collar bone when he felt her dainty arms find their way around his torso. "My little angel.. You have awakened the beast in me.. Tame this monster in me baby. Surrender before all hell breaks loose...." Triggered Warning: The Male MC represents the some toxic behaviour. Ranking: #1 Angel - 10/1/21 #1 Taetae - 10/1/21 #1 vbts - 11/2/21

The cold man fell in love with the kind girl because he knew that she deserved the world and that he wanted to be the one who gave it to her. ♡ Alette Faye was a sweet girl. She was exceptionally kind and had an air of simplicity. Between her part-time job at the bakery, her classes, her time spent tending to her flowers and walking in the fields, she didn't get the opportunity to experience much. Her past created fears in her that she seemingly couldn't overcome, and then she met him. For when she meets him, she should have run away in fear, but she stayed. She stayed and she opened her big heart for a man who found his heart, just for her. ♡ This story is a little cliché, a lot unedited, and super simple.

Arabella is on a mission to save her mother from dying. With 2 job, 16 hours of work and 1 meal a day, she is still struggling to pay for the hospital bills. She believes in miracles. She believes that one day she would see her mother standing on her feet with no deadly disease. Earning lots of money for mother's treatment is her only goal. Or she might loose her mother forever What will happen if she is on the verge of loosing her job for accidentally spilling coffee on the guest of honour. What will happen if the guest turns out to be the blast from her past What if he offers to marry her if she wants to keep the job and get her mother treated. What if this guest of honour is his ex - lover whom she left for someone richer What will happen when marriage is only an option. Will Arabella agree? Afterall she is a gold digger or is she not #shortchapters

*𝐇𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐓𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐇𝐞 𝐆𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐑𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡* He gripped her hair firmly at the base of her neck, tilting her chin. Gliding his tongue on his own lip he moistened it while tenderly carressing her pink lips. Her innocent doe eyes locked into his desiring lustful gaze. The heat generated by her close proximity was dangerous and delicious. Her scent, her warmth everything invaded his senses up to no limits. He felt dazed under her innocent gaze. She could see the storm form in his eyes, the burning rage that burned beneath her skin travelling down to her core. "𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔. 𝑪𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔. 𝑻𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒖𝒑𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍." he whispers bringing her dangerously close. "𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌. 𝑩𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔" he growled sealing his lips on hers, taking her mouth, eating her sweet little moan. "𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒕" He was Ruthless She was Compassionate. He was a Sinner. She was an Epitome on innocence. He was Heartless. She was Kind. He was a Devil She was an Angel. He was a 𝑴𝒂𝒇𝒊𝒂 𝑩𝒐𝒔𝒔. She was a 𝑳𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔