"I'm not a hero, I'm just a girl who's trying to survive." I say and he laughs "Survive huh? That's what you call stealing, surviving.." He begins but I cut him off. "Ever heard the quote that says;" Nature doesn't know that which is wrong or right but that which survives? " I ask and he nods "I'm not a hero..there's no such thing as a hero, at least not in me." I say and he smiles. "That's what you think." he says lighting a cigarette "Mind if I smoke here?" he asks and I shrug. "There's a potential to be..." he begins but I cut him off "Enough! enough of all that your nonsense, if you'll excuse me I've got to work." I say turning around to leave "What will your parent say if they see who you're becoming; a corporate thief. Will they be proud?" he says and I stop dead in my tracks remembering my parents smiling faces "Our little hero" they used to say. "You know I'm right." he says and I shake my head "I'm not interested.".... *** Meet Ngozi definitely not your typical Nigerian teenager trying to find herself in the midst of the chaos that'd called her life. Trying to avoid annoying the wicked witch she calls an Aunt, impress Mrs Folarin who's doing the job her Aunt should be doing, ignore the stupid pestering of Williams her obnoxious classmate and simply survive in the dog-eat-dog neighborhood she stays,she's got her plate full. And then there's that stupid rich man who won't leave her alone with his nonsense hero talk...

Wedding Planner's Golden Rule: Don't fall in love with the groom. Handsome, charming, billionaire playboy, Aiden Carlisle's wedding to beautiful, but demanding Caroline Baxter is set to be the event of the century. Sweet, smart and talented, Rosalie Darling is the best in the business; wedding planner to the stars! Planning a wedding brings people together, but what if it brings the wrong people close? * "Aiden. Aiden," she said, softly, hurriedly, breathlessly, clutching my shirt in her delicate hands. Her body was pulling me closer and her mind was pushing me away. I couldn't tear my eyes off her face, her lips. She was breathing heavily. "I'm planning your wedding," she said, her eyes focused on my lips, so close to hers, as she bit down on her lower lip. I smirked, chuckling darkly. "What wedding?" I asked. I tightened the grip that I had on her. And I pressed my lips to hers. * #1 in Love #2 in Romance #20 in Bad Boy