"Curiosity killed the kitty Miss Adams." My body stiffened. Slowly I turned around just to see Mr. Parker standing in front of me with hands in his trouser pockets. I bit my lip. I thought he would be angry but when I looked at him. His face showed no emotion. He then started walking towards me I moved back. This continued until my back hit the door. Then he placed his one hand on my side, leaning forward, close to me. "What was rule number three Miss Adams." His face was extremely close to mine my breath got hitched. I couldn't answer his question why? Because I was more focused in the distance between us. "I asked you something Miss Adams." He said again. "T-That t-there a-are prohibited areas i-in the house where I shouldn't g-go." "It seems like you remember the rules. This room is one of those prohibited areas. So, from next time think before you put yourself into trouble." I just stared at his eyes. I was lost in those pair of sea-coloured eyes. No other guy has ever affected me this much as Mr. Parker. I get nervous around him. I don't know what this feeling is but this feeling is different. A feeling that I have never felt for anyone. "Understood?" he said again. I nodded. "Yes Mr. Parker." ***************** Liam Parker, 25 year old billionaire. Arrogant, handsome, ruthless, the only thing matters to him is his son and his work. Bella Adams, 24 year old simple and bubbly girl, who lives with her Nanny in an orphanage. What will happen when Bella comes as a babysitter of Liam's son? Let's find out in the story.....

The corridor was silent. Too silent. She glanced over her shoulder and ran. Her footsteps echoed against the marble floor as she gathered her dress and hurried down the dimly lit hallway. She knew he was behind her. She could feel it. "Stop." His voice stopped her for half a second. Deep. Calm. Certain. She ran faster. A faint laugh followed from somewhere behind her. "You really think you can outrun me, princess?" She didn't answer. She turned the corner, hoping to lose him, but the moment she looked ahead, her heart dropped. He was already there. Leaning against the doorway. Waiting. She stopped so abruptly that she nearly stumbled. His eyes met hers. "You're getting predictable." She backed away. "Move." He straightened. "No." "Zayan." "Duaa." For a moment, neither moved. Then she turned and ran again. This time, he followed. Not rushing. Not panicking. He didn't need to. He knew the house better than she did. And eventually, when Duaa reached the end of the corridor, there was nowhere left to go. She turned around. Zayan stood several steps away, breathing steadily. "You're the hunter," she whispered. His expression hardened. "And you're the prey?" She lifted her chin. "Only in your imagination." Something almost like amusement flickered across his face. "Good." He took one step forward. "Because I don't want someone who gives up easily." Duaa's eyes narrowed. "You're unbelievably arrogant." "And you're unbelievably stubborn." "I hate you." His expression changed, becoming quieter. "Then keep running." She stared at him. He stepped aside, leaving the corridor open. "Go." Duaa hesitated. Then she ran. And behind her, Zayan smiled faintly before following. The game wasn't over. It had barely begun. ZAYAN VS DUAA AGE GAP SHE RUNS AND HE CATCHES HER SHE IS THE PREY AND HE IS THE HUNTER.

When Alaia married the billionaire, Agastya Singhania, she was okay to be stepped in a loveless marriage. She knew from the start that she'd always be the Unloved Bride but then what about the soft corner that she's going to develop for her husband? Will she ever be loved even if she loves him with all her heart? Will she ever be enough? How can she be okay with the fact that her husband is still in love with his girlfriend who's dead?

Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.