---mature content(18+)--- "Get on the desk", Asher said. It sounded more like a command. I complied. Walking towards the furnished desk I hoisted myself on the on it, my heart beating erratically. "Now spread your legs kitten. I want to taste you". ........... In which 19 year old of Armelle Vista ends up seducing her 35 year old boss Asher Devin Jones over a summer internship. Highest rating: #1 in Chick-lit (This is a stand-alone novel) Edited by: @kaxeen, @unlady and @nupur92

My Boss is my Master

"How is it that when your chest is against mine, that even though our hearts don't beat the same, and your breath exhales when I inhale. I feel as though we are in sync. You move left when I move right, you begin your sentence as I end mine. Your lips close as mine part." He says as his eyes move from my frozen wide eyes to where he holds my hands above my head. With every breath he takes I feel my body react in sync, the way I can still feel every touch and caress he has drawn out along my body, the invisible mark like my own personal tattoo. "Say you're mine." He breaths down my neck, the heat of him encasing me as he holds me in his own way, I feel the tingle of his kiss under my ear, against the join of my neck and shoulder as he begins to cover my skin in kisses. "Say it." He purrs against my ear and draws back so he can look into my hooded dark eyes. "I'm yours." I whisper. And in that moment I know I have got myself stuck in something I may never be able get out of. I had been completely and utterly owned by Grayson Nolan. ********************************************************************************************* So this story is a little dash of bad boy, a little dash of business man, tattoos and seduction (so there will be a few hot and heavy scenes) and lots of possessive alpha male syndrome going on.... so please give it a try and let me know what you think! There will be sexual scenes so please read with caution!

When 21 year old Rose Harrington catches her fiance in bed with one of her best friends, her life spirals out of control. After 6 months, she graduates from University and lands herself a job in London. Moving in with her two best friends Darcy and Chloe, her life is starting to look up. Rose's past still weighing heavily on her shoulders, she takes comfort in alcohol, clubbing and bringing men home for one night of fun before never calling them again. She is determined to move forward but promises herself never to fall in love again. That is until she meets her brothers new flat mate, Luca Haynes. Who could possibly jeopardise her own promise to herself. Frequent explicit sexual content, intended for 18+ audiences ONLY. This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to real persons, places, or events are completely coincidental. Please remember to vote and comment! All rights reserved. Mature Themes.

*COMPLETED* "You think I'd murder you?" He laughed humorlessly. "I- what?" I stuttered, looking at him with a lost expression. If he didn't want to kill me, what was all of this then? "What's your name, speedy?" He asked after shaking his head. "Why would I-I tell you my name?" I tried to sound brave, but this whole scenario was just freaking me out. "I'll find out, eh?" He gave me a smirk. What? "For what? You can just kill me now. I don't want to live like this anymore." I breathed out. I really don't. His loud and obnoxious laugh pulled me out of my thoughts. What's so funny? "You're funny. But-" He took a step closer and I immediately stepped backwards. "-the stunt you pulled last week-" My back hit the wall and I gasped as he stood only a few inches away from me now. His finger lifted my chin and I gulped. "-was not." His smirk was replaced by a serious expression. His eyes were so dark and captivating, I couldn't look away. "And you know what they say, speedy?" He continued as his eyes flickered towards my mouth. I shook my head and his smirk was back. "Keep your friends close. But-" He clenched his jaw. "Keep your enemies closer."

#1 jail #1 fight #1 criminal *** "Don't take it personal, I just like to play it safe, you know." He said, crouching down in front of me to tie each of my ankles to the chair. I couldn't move at all, especially after he duct taped even my waist to the chair. I watched him examine his work whilst he rubbed his beard and then a slow grin creeped onto his face. He bent down and put one end of the duct tape on my damn nipple, went around the chair again and ripped it off. He put the other end on my other nipple and I felt my cheeks heat up in humiliation. "Just to make sure you don't get cold again." He looked at me, his smirk slowly fading again. I gave him a hard stare. His hand reached out and fixed the glasses on my nose. Then he turned the chair so, that I was looking at the couch. He sat down, arms spread out on the back rest of the old leather couch, his eyes fixed on me again. "And now we're gonna talk." *** Belle Valery was a hardworking and rather unpopular law school student. She was almost done with school, had a structured daily schedule that consisted of waking up, going to school, going to the local library and study until she got a headache. She would walk home at night and go to sleep immediately. For almost three years that was all Belle knew and she was hoping to get her degree without further complications. But hope often differs from reality. Especially when her neighbourhood was suddenly on lockdown, because an escapee was on the loose. Belle didn't expect to one day wake up and find said escapee peacefully sleeping in her room. She didn't expect to scream and wake him up. And she didn't expect that morning to be the beginning of their incredible, yet a little complex love story. But life is always better unplanned and unexpected. "The ex jailbird and the lawyer, what a fucking pair."

#DarmetirSeries BOOK I (Can be read separately) *** "Do that again." He growls. I close my eyes, tears are starting to form in my eyes. "Cry. Show me how scared you are." I bite back my tears as my breath quickens again. Oh shit, this can't be happening right now. "Let me g- go." I breath out. He pushes me further against the wall. "I don't think so." He growls. *** Nikolaos Darmetir is one of the most successful businessmen in the world. After he inherit a part of the partnership that his father and his friends built long before he was born, he couldn't be any more successful. But what happens if out of nowhere their bank account gets robbed? Meet Lucia Brooke. An ordinary waitress in Chicago. It was just another work day for her. Another little argument with another customer. What she didn't know was, that this customer could destroy her with just a snip of his fingers. But what they both didn't expect the most was that Lucia is not just an ordinary waitress in Chicago. In fact, she's the key.

#DarmetirSeries BOOK II (Can be read separately) *** "Smartass." I comment. "Uptight bitch." He snaps. "Get a new one, asshole. It's getting old." I sneer back. "How about-" "Stop! The both of you. Jesus, people will never think that you're dating, if you keep that up." I roll my eyes at Heidi. Maybe I shouldn't have accepted the deal. It's a lot harder than expected. Anyways, my name is Gabriella Duncan and this is my life right now. It's not that bad, I know. If there wasn't this specific football player, who, for the public eye, is my boyfriend. And well, as you may noticed, we're not too fond of each other. Ugh, just bear with me for a while...

I feel movement right next to me and look down. Brodie is laying in his bed, shirtless. I frown. My eyes widen as I remember what happened yesterday. I look around the room for my clothes. I spot them spread all over the ground. Slowly I jump off the bed and put my clothes back on. I'm about to turn the knob when he speaks up. "Sky. I'm sorry." *** After years their worlds collide again. They hated each other. Now that they are all grown up, will they still hate each other? Even after a passionate one night stand?

~"You don't know me." I snap. "Sure, I don't. We've only spent more than half of our lives together. But I don't know you. Like at all, I don't." He says sarcastically, making me stand up from my chair and stand in front of him with crossed arms. He keeps seated on my bed, looking just as angry as myself. I study his face for a really short second and internally groan. Puberty did really hit him good. ~ · Why would Hades think that after two years of not seeing Emma and not answering her calls, she would still be the same? How could he expect her to still be that weak little girl that depended on him? No, Emma has changed into somebody he has yet to discover. Two years ago, these two had their biggest fight. Best friends should get over it and move on, right? But what if there was no way they could talk it out, due to an unpleasant misunderstanding? Two years of not hearing shit from each other. Two years of being separated...and that after a bad argument. Both too stubborn to talk about it. But wouldn't it be so easy to finally sit down and talk? Even after what they did at Julie's first party of the new school year? I mean, they could still act like it didn't happen, since they have both been drunk. Yet they remember and decide it would be best to just avoid each other. Well, they seem to do a really bad job.