She is losing her senses. Falling for him is hard given that she is a nobody. He doesn't look at her as something he can have a love interest with. But can she seduce the billionaire and make him fall in love?
I put the clubhouse sandwich on the table and Pietho ate peacefully while watching cartoons
because there was a TV nearby in our dining area.
I took my son's bag and put his pockets and snacks for the afternoon. Draven was busy with the
folders on the table and signed them one by one, approached the telephone and I let him talk on
the telephone. I was about to say something when Pietho stood up and approached me.
I adjusted the sheet behind it and put powder on the lid before hanging his bag and gave our
driver the bag where his pocket was. "Son, go home early, Mama can't pick you up because
Mama has something important to do." I adjusted the collar and kissed Pietho.
"I will Mama, see you later!" It ran away and our driver chased after it, one of our assistants
came along and I handed him some money before they left. Draven and I talked about our son's
safety, so he has an assistant and a bodyguard with him in the afternoon.
I wiped my hand on my clothes and walked over to Draven, taking a sip of coffee before
grabbing the files that were meant for me. I put together the reports that were discussed the
previous day and the rejected offers that were discussed in the meeting. I won't accept that. I put
a note and looked at the bank account, there was a statement there and a report about what I
earned from Draven's company.
"Hon, finish it quickly. My secretary is on her way to get those files." I nodded slowly and signed
them one by one and arranged the things scattered on the table. This is how we set up on Fridays.
His secretary is already taking the ones that should be taken. Because Draven is only in the office
from Monday to Thursday. And when it comes from Friday to Sunday, it's his rest day. He said
that it is for the family day and the workout routine that he will catch up with especially when he
is unable to do it due to fatigue.
I dropped a folder and Draven ate and I was busy organizing and noting the files that I had
already checked. I once experienced that I was blackmailed, if I hadn't remembered that files had
been sent to me, I wish I could have signed them.
"Hon, what about this offer and the fund that they are asking me to approve," I explained and
showed the files and Draven approached me. "Even though they keep forcing us to get materials
from them. I don't think that it's a bad idea because it's cheap. But I don't want to hurt what we
get, that is why I always declined it." I nodded and put a note that I would not accept it.
"The investigation shuts down, what was said in our meeting. They retreated and moved to the
enemy, and they accepted it." I looked at Draven who was sipping his coffee.
"Sometimes, I don't understand what they want to happen. Whether they want us to rise or fall." I
took off my glasses and took out the folders that Draven's secretary would take.
"Both, there are times when they want us to make a profit, especially in their favor. And there are
times when they want us to lose, especially if the return to the previous profit is increased.
Because they have agreements signed with us, they will invest big money and even if we go
bankrupt, they won't." I frowned at it.
"But we reimburse them for our other fees and investments that they don't know about. There are
times when we use their money and it comes back to us triple. So it's good that we pay a lot to
accountants and they don't know each other, that's all. There are many holes but they are dazzled
by the money we can give if we fall." The maid approached us and Draven's secretary was
behind her.
Draven reached out to the files and bought some, I simply took the wine and put it in the mug.
This morning I was stressed from being in the files and my head hurt.
"I will update that Sir, I will be first." He waved at me and I nodded. Walked back to the table
and Draven was smiling at me and seemed to have a bad plan for me now.
"So honey, we're all alone here now." Draven raised an eyebrow and I hid it. The contents of the
mug were empty and it frowned at me.
"I know what you're drinking Kourtney, it's you. Your liquor is morning." I shut it down and
picked up a sandwich. "I can't help, my head hurts from their stupid offers and lies." I bit into the
bread and he sat next to me now.
"I have a better idea, hon, and you will like this one." He took a ballpoint pen and clean paper. I
watched him write on the paper while chewing.
"A bucket list and our plan for dates and vacations." I came closer and waited for him to put
something he wanted to do and I was thinking of something else that would be nice to add to
that. "What about visiting Antarctica?" I said and he wrote that.
"I also like to have a date with you on Paris. While wearing an eighties-"
"Okay fine, I'll agree if it's winter in Japan too." He nodded and wrote down what I said, his big
smile while explaining other places with good history.
"And today we will begin the ones on the list." I looked and stopped what he said. Draven
walked over to me and pointed to the one ahead. "I will go shopping with you at the mall. Buy
anything you want, I will spoil you for a day." It winked at me and I stood up immediately. I took
a bite of what I was eating and ran into the room.
Oh god, I need new art materials!
...
Draven and I got out of the car and I dragged him to the art materials store and immediately ran
to the canvases and brushes. A staff member came to me and asked me how many canvases to
take and the sizes I needed.
The deeper you fall, the harder it will get. She has what it takes to fight for her love. He loves her more than anything else. Regardless of who they are in the society, they will stand for their love. Can they last after facing their future nemesis?
She is losing her senses. Falling for him is hard given that she is a nobody. He doesn’t look at her as something he can have a love interest with. But can she seduce the billionaire and make him fall in love?
She will fight for their love, regardless of her social status. She is poor, he is rich. He is a billionaire, she is a nobody. What can she do for love?
Looking out for him, taking care of him, and prioritizing him are her daily goals. She is like his slave, but little does she know that she started falling for him already. Can her love end up with something positive? Or it will end up with nothing?
How long she can tolerate all kind of abuse and harsh treatment from her own family. If writing will help her to ease all pain and save her from sadness, then why writing will also bring bad omen to her pitiful life. Can Adelrina resist it all, or she will embrace it all and let the faith do the rest. "I can't stay on this life anymore. I just want to end all of this sufferings. I am tired. Choke me, please?"
The deeper you fall, the harder it will get. She has what it takes to fight for her love. He loves her more than anything else. Regardless of who they are in the society, they will stand for their love. Can they last after facing their future nemesis?
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
"You're pathetic!" Brenden sneered, each word cutting deep into Corinna's heart. Years of emotional wounds had drained every ounce of love she once held. "I've wasted enough time on you. If there's a next life, I hope we never meet again." Her words severed the bond between them like a blade. From that moment on, Brenden was haunted by her absence—unable to sleep, longing for the warmth he took for granted.
“Drive this woman out!” "Throw this woman into the sea!” When he doesn’t know Debbie Nelson’s true identity, Carlos Hilton cold-shoulders her. “Mr. Hilton, she is your wife,” Carlos’ secretary reminded him. Hearing that, Carlos gives him a cold stare and complained, “why didn’t you tell me earlier?” From then on, Carlos spoils her rotten. Little did everyone expect that they would get a divorce.
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”