THE CHESTERFIELD SERIES #1 (THE MODEL & THE CEO) Pretending to the whole world that she is in the happiest relationship with the CEO of a very popular clothing brand industry, Fay Henderson would do whatever it takes to keep her head above water. Everyone Knows Elroy Chesterfield is as narcissistic as they come, and no one, even his family members, dared to reprimand him. When it comes to his 'Girlfriend' Fay, he's even more narcissistic, seeing as their somewhat fake relationship was slowly getting on his nerves. But after a brunch gone wrong, a whole lot of chaos erupts into the surface, and with this chaos, came the out of the blue attraction between boyfriend and girlfriend, as both of them discover what it really meant to actually be in a relationship with the other.

Leah Knight. A twenty three year old who works at De Luca corporation, running away from her past. Kane De Luca. The Boss. The richest man in the world. Only has a soft spot of his family and close friends. Never knowing of Leah's existence, when an accidental run in happened, what will he do? start: 25/05/2021 end: 23/10/2021 All pictures(characters, outfits, etc.) are not mine and are found either on google or pinterest this story is only on wattpad, please let me know if you seen it elsewhere ❤️❤️ 10k reads- 26/09 💓 #12 in humor - 14/10

> > ♡ < < "Hi, I'm here for the job interview," I said nervously while looking at the most handsome man I've ever seen. His dark ash brown hair was brushed back, causing him to appear more appealing. His black eyes that held a very deadly glare, which could kill. His thin lips that were formed in a straight line, causing his face to be emotionless. His beautiful features that were curved by God himself and his tall figure that stood over me. He was the definition of a greek god. "And you are?" his deep husky voice asked still holding his cold emotion. "I-I'm Camila Davis," I responded to him in a shaking voice as his cold eyes continued to stare into mine. The room fell in sudden silence when he didn't say anything and he finally averted his eyes from me to a file in his hands. He looks down at the file in his hands for a few minutes before be finally looked up to me again. "Age?" "27" I simply responded feeling nervous again by his stares. He lightly nodded his head before looking down back at the file. "You're hired" was all he said as he closed his file and he looked back at me and I looked at him with wide eyes. That's all? No more questioning? • 5 years ago Camila was drugged by one of her friends and end up pregnant with a stranger's baby. She got depressed and don't know what else to do but give birth to the child because she wasn't a fan of abortion. 9 months later after giving birth, her 1-week old baby got stolen by someone. Left traumatized after attempting to look for her baby but fail, she went on the rest of her life scared to have a child again and hate being around kids. But all that changed when she was in debt to her landlord and jobless. Searching for a job and getting turned down by each and every job, Camila came across a babysitting job on the web. All she had to do was babysit the CEO's son and get paid every week but what happens when the CEO's son has a slight resemblance to her? Find out in this book!❤

*WARNING! This story contains mature content.* When her boyfriend cheats on her, Rory Warren moves to a new flat. She gets a flatmate who becomes a very good friend of her. But that flatmate has a very sexy, very charming and very wealthy brother who turns Rory's world upside down. Rory is a weak woman. Braden Campbell makes her even weaker. He's a controlling businessman and a perfect definition of a womanizer. He doesn't do relationships. His past has taught him to be tough, unforgiving and cold. He doesn't have a word 'commitment' in his dictionary. He works hard. He fucks even harder. Rory and Braden make a pact, an arrangement. They want to stick to it, follow their rules. But one can only bear so much before bursting. It's a game of two and the rule is simple: if one of them falls in love, it's game over. This is not a story about a perfect relationship. It's a story where a man wants it all and a woman who gives it all to him. Game on, people! Or is it really just a game? Only time will tell. Tick-tock

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

[𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙴] ✔︎ [𝚃𝚁𝙸𝙶𝙶𝙴𝚁 𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶] 𝚃𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚊 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍. 𝙰 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔.

this story is not mine this is the link to the original story https://archiveofourown.org/works/10554512

VOICE ACTING SCRIPTS (Japanese,romaji,and english translations). Book by https://www.wattpad.com/678104773-voice-acting-scripts-japanese-romaji-and-english

just a single sentence that i took from seventeen's lyric.