BACKLASH
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  • Reads 568
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  • Parts 6
  • Time 1h 32m
Ongoing, First published Jul 04, 2013
Carol couldn’t believe her stupidity. It wasn’t as though she was a young impressionable girl anymore. The phrase, ‘been round the block a few times,’ sprang to mind. She looked in the mirror, greying hairs, lines around the eyes, sagging jaw line, and; is that the first signs of a turkey neck? She must have been mad to believe that such a good looking distinguished man could have been interested in her for herself; but, she had been vulnerable.
Was it loneliness? Who could tell?
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Beware; this is a book that every lady should read and take note of, until or if the occasion arises. It could save you a lot of heartache and future unhappiness.
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44 parts Complete Mature

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.