REISS
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Excerpt: I glanced at him. His jaw clenched and grip on the steering tighter turning his knuckles white. His expensive watch winked at me in the moonlight. Yet I continued "Im not blessed with good facial features nor do I have a body like a stripper. I'm just an ordinary woman." What? It is the truth. The next moment I know the car came to a halt. I turned to Damien giving him a confused look. He was gazing at the road ahead. "Is everything okay, Mr Reiss?" I inquired. After a few good minutes he cursed "Fuck this." He leaned over the console. His ocean blue eyes were darkened with anger or was that lust? Why would he lust over me? My question was answered when he held my chin and lifted my face and before I could predict what he was upto, he smashed his lips on to mine. He moved his lips over mine biting my upper lip and then the lower one. It wasn't like the chaste kiss he gave me when I looked after his brother. That was more a gentle kiss. This was anything but that. His tongue darted out to lick my lips. When I thought it was over and he was pulling away he surprised me with his question "Mind if I ... deepen the kiss?" He asked his voice huskier and deeper than the usual. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Loviana, a sweet kind soul who worked at a mental health care agency called ' Sane'. She wasn't someone who would allow anyone to walk over her. All she cares about is earning enough to take care of her mother and herself. Damien Reiss, a hot billionaire who made it to cover page of Forbes UK as the richest under 30 billionaire. He was someone who had everything under his control or that's what he assumed. All he ever cared about was his work and his fun. But deep down, there was something more that they both wanted, which even they didn't realise until they met each other in a twisted way. This is the journey of Damien and Loviana and how they lose themselves in eachother.
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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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