Warning: Mature Content Ahead Betrayed by her Ex and Bestie, Eleanor decides to take revenge on them. On the day before the cheating couple's marriage, she goes to a bar and picks a rented boyfriend. On the day of the cheating couple's marriage, she embarrasses them in front of the media and the public for cheating on her and for pushing her family business to the verge of bankruptcy. After dealing with them, she decides to save her company from going bankrupt. Eleanor decides to strike a deal with Emerson's empire. When she met the Prince of Emerson's she is stunned. The Prince of Emerson's is none other than her Rented Boyfriend! What will happen to her when she met him face to face? Can she be able to save her company? To know more join the journey of Eleanor's "Tempting My Rented Boyfriend". _____ The cover photo is not mine. The credits go to the original artist. The Editing is done by me for the cover. Other Works: CEO Daddy: Let's Get Mommy

"It had been a long time since someone called her Ms. Wilson so when she heard John say it she was caught off guard. She had been known as Mrs. Montgomery for the past fifteen years of her life, so going back to her maiden name was something she needed to get used to again." Connie is beginning a new life in a new city, prompted by her divorce from her fifteen year marriage; a marriage which was nowhere near the type of relationship she had dreamed of. Now she is starting over and hoping to get the pieces of her life back that she lost during those years; something she would like to do on her own without any distractions especially of the male persuasion. Will someone be able to change her views on men and relationships or will she be doomed to spend the rest of her life alone? "Matt McDonough is in his final year at Boston College, majoring in Mathematics with a minor in Computer Science. These past three years he has had the time of his life, playing football, dating one of the best looking girls in school and partying every weekend. But now he is just plain tired of it and feels as though something is missing, with no idea what it is." Will he be able to find the piece that has been missing out of his life, or will he continuously be searching with no answer to his question?

What would you do if, on your average work day, Johnny Depp were to walk in and order a cup of coffee. What would you do if he walked into your life with no intention of leaving. Would you let him stay? And what happens when, after every trial you think you could overcome, something worse waits to rip you apart along with your new friendship? I can't believe this has reached 1,000 views. It blows my mind! Thanks so much for reading my story guys.

"Why Connor?" Camilla couldn't look him in the eye. She was already lying to everyone else, and although Stephen was just another person to lie to, it was harder. "He just makes me happy." "He used to tease you. You'd come crying to me," Stephen said with the shake of his head. "Suddenly you're in love, and you want to marry my brother." "Things have changed. We're adults now." He scoffed. "But instead of reaching out to me like an adult you accept his proposal." "He and I are together," she told him. "I'm sorry, Stephen."

He stepped toward her, lifted her chin in his hand and opened his mouth, but words wouldn't come out. "Connor..." "You could have been wearing something a lot similar to this while reciting your vows to Stephen." He wanted to sew his mouth shut when he saw the look of horror on her face. He had said something terribly wrong. "I forgot for a moment that you two are just friends and he gave you up because I love you so damn much." The dress was suddenly too much to bear. It weighed heavy on her, and the tiara on her head had her scalp crawling with beads of sweat. The lace on the gown made her entire body itch while the blinding white material burned her eyes to tears. "Get this off of me," she cried, desperately reaching for the zipper. A white dress and a jealous boyfriend were not included when she joined the agency.

Tristan couldn't help but chuckle. "Is that what it is? You want a fairy tale love?" "And some great sex." "I thought I was giving you that." There was a spark in her eyes that could have either been disappointment or lust. Tristan knew it was both in that moment. "I need more than just fifteen minutes every Friday night." "It used to be everyday." She nodded, as if she could remember every sexual encounter from the moment they met to this very one now. "I want the thrill of possibly getting caught. I want to be fucked, Tristan. This is the first night we're alone in this house in weeks, and you haven't even tried to fuck me." He stood, walked over to her, and pulled her against the erection in his pants, teasing her erected nipple beneath her thin t-shirt. "You didn't think I would bend you over and fuck you anywhere I'd like?"

"What are you doing here?" Theo tucked his hands into his pockets and shrugged. "I don't know." "You're lying." "Of course I am," he said, glancing down at the furious woman. "I wouldn't hop on a plane for no reason. I can't stand being apart from you, Serena." "Our last conversation doesn't convince me of that." She turned in her chair to avoid his gaze and stubbornly crossed her arms over her chest. "Is this it for us, Theo?" "What do you mean?" She took a deep breath and fought the cry that threatened to escape her. "Is this where we decide we're finished trying?"

"What am I doing?" Adeline pushed the weight of his body off of her and huffed out a heavy breath. "Don't think," he said, tracing her bottom lip with his damped finger. "I'm cheating on my husband." "You're taking revenge." She shook her head, unconvinced. "It doesn't make me any better than him." "You're so much better than him," he whispered, caressing her cheek. "You deserve so much better, too. Leave him, babe." "And go where, Will?" "Anywhere," he suggested. "With me."

"Look at you," he said, throwing a strand of brunette hair over the girl's shoulder, "reading that romantic nineteenth century crap." Serena instantly cowered away from the man and fought herself not to look up. "It's twentieth century, and I'm reading this for school." Theo's mouth popped opened to form the perfect O shape. Then out of the blue he asked, "Are you a virgin?" "No," she surprised him by saying. She hadn't even missed a beat. "That's a shame."

"How long have you worked here?" Logan felt her heart slam against her chest as he approached, closing the distance between them. "A few weeks. I was here... We spoke..." "You're the servant who walked in on me," Nicholas said, his lips curling into a smirk. "Yes, that was me." Logan gasped when his hands wrapped around her wrists. "What are you doing, Mr. Wilder?" "Next time you walk into my room like that, I'll bend you over and show you what a real punishment is." She couldn't breathe. She didn't even dare as he released her then stalked away as if he had not just threatened her.