"Luci I wanted to-" "Don't f*cking call me that," Lucifer interrupted, speaking in a monotonous voice, whilst staring intently at the marbled floor beneath his feat. "It suits you though!" Dior defended in a giggly tone, but his expression did not change. "I said don't f*cking call me that." "You can even give me a silly nickname if you'd like," she proposed. Silence "Eh, you'll learn to love me one day." Little did she know, he already did. ------------------------------------------------ After the kidnapping and torturing of Dior Delilah Hamilton, the only daughter of the biggest mob boss in New York, Dante Hamilton, her father had no choice but to hire a full-time bodyguard for her, otherwise known as : Lucifer Alistair. Dior Delilah Hamilton Despite how the world has treated her, the contagious smile on her face never faltered. Bringing joy to those around her was her addiction, and the innocent aura surrounding her can never go unnoticed. With 3 older brothers, and a mafia man for a father, she was protected beyond belief. Or so they thought... Lucifer Alistair. His name itself causes the strongest of men to shiver in their boots. And boy did he live up to his name. He'd been let down all his life and learnt to never expect anything from anyone, because everyone will leave you in the end. His mind was set. He was to be a lone wolf til his last breath. Broken, misunderstood, heartless, soulless even, Lucifer could not be fixed. That was until Dior slithered her way into his shattered heart, and vowed to make it whole again. ---------------------------------- I don't own any pictures used in this story All rights reserved, do not copy my work

We was just a few girl's who thought it would be amazing to spend several month's in Italy after college graduation. One last major bash before reality set in and we headed out into the world to make our mark. However my reality was very different from my friend's. Not long into our trip I started receiving these strange texts from a unknown person. Sometimes they would be funny, flirty then other time's they could be right scary. Had I'd known then what I know now I would have never boarded that plane. A fun, flirty tale with some chills and thrills! Oh and did I mention love??? ??? Don't leave that text on seen now!?

'where do u live?'. I text him and wait for a couple of seconds. Hmm...no reply. Nevermind. I change into my usual uniform and was about to put my dress in the locker when I heard a chime. 'On earth Y?'. Wow I didn't knew that. ------------------------------------------------------ Elizabeth Green, a 24 year old part time waitress also works as a secretary to the CEO of Samuels.co met a stranger online who knows everything about her but she knows nothing about him. . . . Eric Samuels King, a 26 year old CEO of Samuels.co, has everything he could ever ask - a billion dollar company, loving parents and a very cute 7 year old sister, Melanie. He never liked social media, yet he joined... She didn't knew who the stranger was but felt something for him... . . . . *NOT EDITED* . . . #1 IN SECRETARY!! (02/04/2020) #1 IN ASSISTANT!! (03/01/2020) #1 IN SWEETROMANCE!! (25/08/2020) #1 IN WAITRESS!! (06/08/2020) #2 IN BOSS #23 IN ROMANCE!! (01/01/2020) #1 IN MESSAGE!! (22/03/2020) #4 IN CEO #8 IN BILLIONAIRE #12 IN ROMANCE!! (19/01/2021) #1 IN CEO!! (29/01/2021)

"If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in it's original, safe, form, please go to Wattpad. Thank you." _________ A love story between a student Madhubala and her Professor Rishab Kundra. I don't know how many of you are interested to read a love story between a Professor & a student. I personally feel its wrong to show so... A professor loving a student is againt professional ethics, immoral, unethical or whatever... But still I am writing this story bcos I couldn't get this story out of my system. But trust me I will give a decent ending.

Katie Holmes is a caffeine addict. Between college, and taking care of her brother, it's acceptable. Though, it doesn't help that the cafe down the street is full of handsome baristas, including one William Cerak in particular who has a mysterious scar on his wrist. Synopses will be the death of my publishing career.