Tobias and Talia are complete opposites, yet thrown together in an arranged marriage. Can they navigate married life in the wake of a terrible tragedy? ***** After being pressured into an arranged marriage to merge their families' companies, Talia and Tobias are stuck living together as husband and wife. Although they are both unhappy, neither tries to make the best of it. Tobias is too busy, and Talia is too distraught by the tragic death of her former fianceé, Jason. But as time goes by and they spend more time together, an undeniable attraction develops between the two. Despite this, Tobias can't seem to see past his jealousy of Jason and accept Talia - and Talia, plagued by guilt, is unwilling to let Jason go. Are the two heading for better - or are they headed for far worse? [[word count: 50,000-100,000 words]]

Ethan Miller runs Miller Inc. a worldwide luxurious business company that has its hands in many parts. Hotels, private airplanes, cars even the music industry. You name it, the company has ties. Taking over the company in recent years from his father, with the help of his two other brothers. The youngest recently being graduated they're ready to succeed together. Ethan is a notorious playboy known to the female population as the sexy Greek god who saunters around with a famous smirk on his face making panties drop wherever he goes. Chloe Jennings runs her own family company. Jennings Inc. taking over from her grandfather, and siding with her own father. After a tragedy happening to her oldest brother, she was seen as the back up plan for running the company. As her father grows weaker, she must learn the ropes of the company faster than expected. Chloe and Ethan were childhood friends that used to get on each others nerves growing up. When the two companies are expected to work together on a project to open a high end luxurious hotel. They must see each other after ten years of loosing all contact to accommodate their busy lives. What will happen? **WARNING: this story contains strong language and sexual scenes for mature readers. Read at your own discretion** *I don't own the rights to the cover photo*

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."