The French CEO (bwwm)
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  • Reads 594,025
  • Votes 30,820
  • Parts 48
  • Time 3h 36m
Complete, First published Sep 25, 2016
Pretty young African Julia comes to foreign France to do a Receptionist  job as stated in the job description  but that's not what her boss had in mind, out of the five girls that had come with her to France, she managed to escape and was looking for a shelter when she landed on a pretty forsaken house to take refuge, or was it not as abandoned as she thought...?

Leon Durand , French owner of Le Durand Construction and Le Compagnie de Logiciel. He comes to take refuge in his house so he can hide from his past, but his wish to be alone is interrupted when an unknown stranger comes acalling, will he throw the little lady out or allow  her into his life... Find out in the story.
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You Changed My Story

45 parts Ongoing Mature

OH MY GOD! There's nothing quite like being trapped with the one man you can't stand .. egotistic, pompous, and brutal. He was the epitome of opulence, a man whose prosperity was well known as his good looks. A top-class socialite. Born into an aristocratic family, he was as comfortable in a corporate boardroom as he was at high-society balls. The world fell at his feet. He had the kind of casual elegance that came from years of being well-educated and well-dressed. This man grew diamonds in garden of gold. His allure wasn't just his jet-setting lifestyle or his collection of rare art pieces. I lost my wings and I'd burn beautifully to take them back . . . . By Storm.