Healing
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Zion never thought in a million years that her work and personal life would collide. Being one of the few black women that had a top spot at A. C incorporated, made her nearly obsessive about keeping her image perfect. No crazy boyfriends popping making a scene, no work place romances or any drama for that matter. Her only work place companion was the only other sister she interacted with at work Addeline, whom was her personal assistant. Zion worked so hard to keep her image clean and avoided drama at all costs. Imagine her surprise when hurricane Nafi blows threw and knocks down that facade. Nari awakening Zion to her truth, turning on the lights about a deadly one night stand and fuzzy memories of a night of intense pleasure leaving her to figure out which way was up. Nafi is Zion's newest patient, she's very mysterious and has a sexual energy that can suck out all of the air in the room. She has a complete acceptance of herself and an unapologetic honesty that Zion envies, at times causing the roles of Therapist and patients to reverse. Khalo is tall, dark, handsome and every women's dream, yet it's something dark and broken about him, a darkness that surrounds him. His darkness is so familiar and comfortable, and who doesn't love a thug in suite. Addeline has always been around to help and support Zion, be it business or personal. When that idiot crushed her heart sending her into a depression that almost costed her her position in the practice. What Zion doesn't seem to remember is how far across the line they had gone. A night of passion that Addeline can't seem to let go of. 'Even when I'm wth my boo I'm still thinking of you' is an understatement for Addeline. Marcus is a part of the deepest depth of Zion, no ones ever hurt her more and no one else would get the chance..but sometimes when she's all alone she remembers the before and that pain is a reminder
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When Liliana signed up to become a private flight attendant, she believed she had a general idea of what the job entailed. Strictly professional. What she didn't expect was for the mysterious, strict, straightforward Mr. Cavalier to take an interest in her outspoken yet naïve nature. With a stubborn billionaire refusing to take 'No' for an answer, Liliana finds herself on a ride of a lifetime, filled with heated close encounters, daring conversations, not to mention a dash of drama. Will Liliana be able to withstand Mr. Cavalier's lusty and endless pursuit? Or will the outspoken hostess reject the hot billionaire once and for all? __________________________________ He didn't speak. He never spoke. I knew that he was able to speak, but whenever I was around it seemed that I was the only one speaking. He didn't seem to enjoy my presence, but then again that wouldn't be true given that he requested for me to host, on my day off. His eyes were not friendly, his jaw and lips that never smiled told me to always be on guard. I could always feel his eyes on me, and I know its him, or else my heart wouldn't be acting the way it was. ... And yet, here I am, patting down the wrinkles on my skirt, as his car approached the Jet. I was rather angry. It was my day off. I wasn't even on call. I told Jenna that I wouldn't come in today and that he'd have to find someone else. Apparently this man didn't take "No" for an answer. He had his personal body guard arrive at my door, and I wouldn't be too surprised as to how he got my address. The scary man was ready to drag me from my house, I was driven to his private Aircraft and now I had to play hostess. When he stepped out of the car, his eyes looked up to me. Had he smiled or even acknowledged my presence, maybe I would be free to assume that he was happy to see me.

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