He was standing so close i could feel his body heat through my thin dress his cologne clouded my mind and my senses were drowning in everything that was him. Large hand cupping my chin i think nothing of it until he pulls my bottom lip down. "Youre a long way from home...arent you sweetheart?" Or that fic where the bad guy finds someone who understands him... Somewhat

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In the city of Chicago, young, successful, 34 year old Alisha Allen sleeps with a different guy every other night. Because she always put her career first, a family and a relationship was the last thing she was looking for. The one night stands were fine with her until she ended up falling for 35 year old Brad Brown who shared the samething in common with her. Crossing eachothers paths for the first time ended up leading to more than enough. But, is he the one?

Sequel to "Love You"

Alexander James is at the top of the food chain with his multi billion dollar company. Just the sound of his name makes men's blood boil in jealousy and women to go to long lengths just to get a second look back for his other worldly good looks. He's known to be a player and getting every woman he wants with just a snap of his fingers. Nora Davis is the awkwardly clumsy girl that most people wouldn't even give a second glance at. So when Nora who's been looking hard to find a good job after being fired unjustly from her previous one gets desperate and applies for a job at Alex & Co Enterprises knowing she won't get in but life is full of surprises and Nora receives exactly that in the shape of a smirking and adonis looking Alexander James. [COMPLETED BUT NEEDS A LOT OF EDITING SO BEAR WITH ME PLEASE]

My eighteenth birthday... A day in which is suppose to be special, the day I become a young adult. The day in which I should never forget and boy will I never forget the events that took place that day. It was the day my parents told me I would be marrying the son of my parents rival company. Not only did this arrangement happen before I was even born, I have no say in what I want. I have to grin and bear having to be married to a complete jerk! So what if he is mouth wateringly hot?! He is an ass! Pervert! Womaniser! You name it, he is it! If this is not bad enough, I learnt that my whole life has been a lie. My parents do own a shipping company, but I never would of guessed they were involved in the mafia! Not only that, my supposed fiance is the King of all mafia in America. I wish my family and I never left France those 2 years ago!

Who knew that there was a guy that liked to work out at midnight? A hot guy. A hot, naked guy. But above all else, who knew that Gwendolyn Wilmington of all people would be the person to see him first... and not call him out on it? After coming home from a night of partying in the middle of the night, Gwen happens to pass by the exercise room on her way up to her apartment, spotting the previously mentioned guy. But, as she goes to bed that night, she tries to erase him from her mind. She tries to forget she ever saw him in all his glory, but it is to no avail, and she can't get him out of her head! So what does she do? She goes back to take another look. *Mature content* Read only if you can handle it, plox. I don't want to be the reasoning of corrupted innocent minds.