This is a completed and a published Novel: It can be purchased on Amazon in the form of paperback and/or an eBook. The link for purchase is available on my bio. Mehr Dubey expected nothing but deception, disloyalty, and betrayal from men. They came to her just for . She was raped, assaulted, treated like a dog by hundreds of men, but what was she to expect in return? Just . Sold into prostitution as a child by her stepfather, she breathed keeping the hatred alive in her. Every time she was fucked, she lost a part of herself to those men who used her mercilessly. She was soulless, she didn't know how to care, how to love, all she knew was to warm the beds of those men who came to her for the night. She was going to fuck a countless number of clients until she repaid her stepfather's debts. Then she would elope from the brothel in which she was held captive for years. She had her life all planned until she was booked for the night by 'the client'- Abhimanyu Raghavan, the popular Indian Cricketer, the Vice-captain of the Indian Cricket Team. All that mattered to him was cricket and . He believed he wrote his own destiny. He was thawing her frozen heart, her resistance was crumbling down. Was Mehr playing with fire while she was warming his bed night after night? Was he going to stab her in the heart like every other man in her life? After all, the Vice-captain of the Indian Cricket Team would want nothing to do with a prostitute, or would he?

"Why are you glaring at me?" "I'm hoping you'll spontaneously combust," I seethed. In two long strides, he pinned me against the counter top. His hands drifted up inside my skimpy skirt, "what are you here for?" His wanton fingers grazed just down where the insides of my thighs touched, "for...for money," I stuttered incoherently, still sticking to my grounds. "How many fucks are you looking for tonight? Five, six?" he ridiculed when his skilful fingers hovered over my moist folds. "You, just you." Alpheus Kenith Parker was the renowned Ceo of the Parker groups, the biggest business chain in New York. He was so full of himself. He rolls in money all day. If he's not working, he's probably screwing models. Name it, he has it. But, there was one person on his way all the time, his eternal enemy, his brother, Sebastian Cruz Parker. Sebastian just cannot sympathise with anyone. All that mattered to him were women and money. He makes more money than his brother, but illegally. His work was to fuck women and trade them for money to sex starved men. But most importantly he also ruled the underground world. He knows what he want, and takes it. Kaitlyn Black. She was feisty and young. Men desired her and women courted her friendship. She was a woman who possessed a lot of secrets. She made a life she enjoyed living-a badass life. She was tough gutted. She doesn't believe in wasting time wishing, instead she makes the move, but never lets herself down for anyone. She doesn't believe in emotions, and knows exactly when to walk away. She is what she wants. Kaitlyn had it all planned. She was ready to make her move; she was set to destroy the powerful Parker brothers. But why does she want to ruin them? In this process, will she lose her heart to the Parker brothers? Will she chose the right one? Or is there even a right one among the two? Will she get what she desired the most? Will she succeed in ruining them or was she digging her own grave?

He pinned her to the wall by grabbing her arm and stood too close to her. So close that their noses and foreheads were touching. "You look hurt, Maira. Your eyes are reflecting your pain. Is it because you are finally realizing your feelings for me?" Hearing his words, Maira felt a shiver run down her spine. She gathered some courage and looked into his eyes, daringly. "I will never fall for you, Arim. Never ever" she whisper with determination, glaring at him. His grip on her hand was gentle but strong enough to not let her move. "But I Will Make You Mine, This Is My Promise" he said with a playful smirk, his voice as determined as hers. His eyes held so many emotions of love, hurt, jealousy, pain and the most important one, passion. Passion for her. She twisted her hand in an attempt to loosened his grip. His hot breathes fell on her forehead, making her heart flutter and she almost forgot to free herself. His innerself shivered when she lowered her eyes, making her long eyelashes brush against his cheekbones. *** Arim Singh Bharadwaj, grandson of one of the richest persons in India. Very polite by nature. He can buy anything in the world still, he longs for something. LOVE. His first love; Maira. He loved her from the time when he doesn't even know the meaning of it. Maira Singhal, daughter of a rich industrialist. Very stubborn by nature. Life is nothing but a competition for her. Her only goal in life is to win, either by hook or by crook. She is a confused soul when it comes to the subject of 'Love'. Her priority is her family and friends. She never cares about others emotions. Will Arim ever be able to make Maira fall for him?? Find out what happens when these two worlds colloids. *COMPLETED* Started on 21st January 2017 Completed on 4th March 2018 * Warning: Don't read. Needs to be rewritten or at least editing.