Elena has just been hired as an executive secretary at a large tech company. Specialized in making security systems and chips. The CEO of the company is known to be a very dominant man. Elena is not the first executive secretary the company has seen. Most quickly resigned because they could not work with Mr. Smith. It's her first day. Elena takes a seat at 7:45 am behind a desk near the door of the CEO's office. Mr. Smith's office. She is nervous about meeting Mr. Smith. She doesn't want to make any mistakes on her first day. 7:59 am. The elevator doors open. She looks straight into the bright blue eyes of a man who is talking loudly on the phone. In his hand a leather briefcase. His dark blue uniform matches perfectly with his dark brown hair and bright blue eyes. Elena is distracted for a moment. If he had looked at Elena for even one second, he would have seen her staring at him in admiration. But he doesn't even notice her. He immediately walks to the door to enter his office. The only thing he snaps at her while on the phone: "Espresso please." and during those words he throws a stack of papers on her desk. The first day with Mr. Smith has begun... ~~~NB! There will be some spelling and sentence structure errors. English is not my native language. Please correct where necessary~~~

"You've wanted me for a while, huh?" he whispered, hands going lower and lower until I felt him in between my thighs. I arched my back as he started stroking me. So very gently. "Have you wanted me?" he whispered. "Yes," I told him. "I have. Please...." I felt him kneeling down in between my legs and lick me through my leggings, and I moaned, arching my back. "How long have you wanted me?" he whispered as he licked. "Years..." I cried softly, hands catching the sheets. "For years." "How much do you need me?" he asked. "So much," I told him. "It hurts... Every time I stroke myself and come, it's never enough. It hurts." "How much do you need me, Aspen?" he asked me. "How much do you need your Ace?" "I need you..." I cried softly as he kept licking. "I need you so much it hurts...." Aspen Campbell wants to protect the things she loves, but she wasn't sure if she could keep her ex boyfriend out of her life anymore; not when it was summer break and they were moving to the same college next semester, and Ace wanted to meet. What game would he play? She wasn't sure if she could resist the temptation to win. (Catch Me if You Can is in the dangerous realm, but is not part of a series) #1 in "hooking" (May 21, 2025)

"You gonna tell me your name?" he asked at last, his voice deep enough to crawl right under it. I shook my head. "No." Something in his expression sharpened-approval, maybe. "Good." He didn't come to me right away. He took his time, pushing off the door with deliberate slowness, each step closing the distance in steady increments. I didn't move. Couldn't. My back found the wall before he'd even touched me. He stopped just short-close enough for the heat of him to seep through the small space between us. His scent hit me first-smoke, whiskey, and something clean that didn't fit the chaos of the party outside. His head tilted slightly, studying my mouth, then my eyes, then my mouth again. His hand lifted-not to grab, not yet. Just to trace. The backs of his fingers skimmed my jaw, slow enough that I could feel every millimeter of skin they passed over. They trailed down the side of my neck, pausing in the hollow of my throat, not pressing-just resting there. "You've got that look," he murmured. "What look?" My voice was steadier than I felt. "Like you want me to ruin you." I should've laughed. Teased. Something. Instead, I held his gaze. "Maybe I do." The corner of his mouth twitched-not quite a smile, but something hungrier. Still, he didn't touch me the way I wanted him to. Instead, his knuckles dragged down my collarbone, over the bare skin just above my dress, grazing the swell of my breast without claiming it. "You sure you can handle forgetting?" he asked, his voice lower now, as if we weren't already breathing the same air. "Try me," I said. That broke something in him. His hands framed my face, thumbs brushing along my cheekbones, holding me still as his eyes searched mine like he was committing the color of them to memory. Then-finally-he kissed me.

[BILLIONAIRE SERIES] [BOOK 1] "Do you want to kiss me?" "No, I want to devour you completely. Every inch of your body and soul belongs to me. Let another man touch you, and you'll find him six feet deep into the ground. And you will end up in my bed, fucked in every hole until the only name you remember is mine. Do you understand, love?" The way his dark words rolled out of his mouth, it sounded so sensual. "Yes." I breathed out. "You say yes so easily." The corner of his lips curved up, and the next second, his lips were on mine. The heat, the pleasure, the firm pressure of his lips, and soft glide of his tongue against mine. The kiss was so demanding and rough. A moan slipped from my mouth to his earning a groan from him as my fingers slid into his hair and my back pressed against the wall. My body liquefied in his touch as I felt sparks consuming my skin. If he hadn't been holding me up, I would've melted right there. His tongue slid in my mouth, devoring it just like he said.

"You... want me to show you my belly? And you're paying me 500 dollars for it?" I repeated in disbelief. "Yes," Mr. Calnan replied curtly. Shock mixed with suspicion. Mr. Calnan, our strict and cold boss, who had banned all workplace romance, wanted to see... my belly? Why my belly, of all things?! And why ME?! This had to be a test. He was testing whether I would agree, only to fire me afterward. But even that theory had flaws-after all, he was the one who initiated this crazy idea. I hesitated for what felt like a long time. Then, in the end, curiosity won over, and on a sudden impulse, I spread open my work coat and lifted my white T-shirt. Mr. Calnan's gaze instantly locked onto my bare stomach. His focused stare burned into my skin as he thoroughly examined every square inch of the exposed area. My face burned with embarrassment. He didn't say anything, and he didn't grimace, but I could see on his face that he didn't like what he saw. My chubby belly, my stretch marks, and the faint line of hair below my navel that I hadn't had time to shave. Well, I know it's not the most attractive sight, but then why did he want to see my belly? Honestly, what was he expecting? "Can I pull my T-shirt back down?" I asked, humiliated and irked. "Yes," Mr. Calnan replied after a brief pause. He didn't speak for a while, just stared at my now-covered stomach with a blank expression. Meanwhile, I waited impatiently and tensely for him to do something. I needed to know whether he was actually going to give me the money or not, and whether it would turn out that this had all just been a test. Suddenly, he moved toward me, closing the distance between us. He loomed over me, and I looked up at his face in alarm. "I'll give you another 1000 if you let me touch your hips." My eyes widened in shock. *Edited to fit within the character limit for the description

Edenhart Academy is the school of the rich, the powerful and the untouchable. Locked behind guarded gates and surrounded by the sea, it's a world where privilege rules and cruelty is entertainment. Ayden Vale, grandson of the academy's founder, reigns at the top. Eyes as cold as a predator. Everyone fears him. Everyone obeys him. Everyone wants him. He sees people as toys, hearts as games, and emotions as weaknesses. Until she arrives. Hera Celeste, a scholarship student from nowhere. Calm. Intelligent. Gentle. Too poor to belong in Edenhart's golden world and too brave to bow her head. Ayden decides she will break, just like everyone else. He will pull her into his world of manipulation, jealousy, and control. But the more he tries to destroy her, the more obsessed he becomes. In a school where love doesn't exist and hearts are weapons who will fall first?

Tessa is just trying to survive her last year of university. What happens when someone from her university starts studying her a little too closely? The warnings for this book are at the end of chapter one. Some of them are in the tags as well.

"Don't say you need me when, you leave and you leave again" Her biggest mistake was ever allowing him into her life. Ottilia Clemonte had always disliked her sister's boyfriend, Rafe Cameron. But as their high school years progressed, he always found a way to be near her. At first, she was just another person he could tease, but as the years went by, Rafe's interest grew, and he found himself obsessed with her. Where she was, what she was doing, with whom, and when... And someday, the sole reason for the visits at his girlfriend's house was her younger sister. He needed her. He owned her. She just had yet to realize that. Daily updates🖤 (Some of the characters & the setting of this story belong to Netflix)