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The Annoying Roommate

The Annoying Roommate

I just got home from work. Yes, I am a student worker. As my mother told me, I need to work hard to finish my studies and to save money. I also want to get out of the place where I live now because... I have a crush with him. His name is Enzo Sanchez Tan, my annoying roommate. He likes to be angry and ruin the day. Even in the university, he can destroy. He's dominant, teasing, ignorant, arrogant and b*lly. He was a Civil Engineer student while I was nursing. Yes, I took nursing because I wanted to, right? Enzo and I have been together under the same roof for two years. I just put up with him being a bully to me. What an annoying guy. Enzo's mother and my mother are friends. So, they thought to just put us together under the same roof and help pay for the apartment. Shala apartment. Our parents also help us with the expenses of our apartment. Because of the university that Enzo and I studied at, it's famous here and the professors are good at teaching. So back to the reality, like I said I just got home from work. The living room is full of clutter. Enzo also took my annoyance!. He was sitting on the floor with his head resting on the coffee table. Wine bottles were scattered on the floor. Chichiriya's plastics are also scattered, there is also spilled alcohol liquid. It's-! It just is!. "Hey! Shit! You must have brought your disciples here again!" I said annoyed to Enzo. I approached him and hit my sling bag on his back. What I mean by disciple is his troops. "Hmph! What the hell" he said weakly and drunk. "What? You're going to turn me around again when you're messing around here?!" I shouted annoyed at him. "Mmph?" he snores softly. He looked at me like he was drunk and his eyes were still closed. "Oh, hi ryu" he said softly and hugged my leg. He's really drunk! "Hey! Let go of my leg!" I said and removed his grip on my leg. It's because it's heavy, it's too strong. " I said annoyed. 30 minutes later, I put his mess in the living room. I swept and wiped the messes and spilled wine on the floor one by one. I'm sure the living room will smell like wine again. I made Enzo stand up and offered to carry him. I put his arm on my shoulder. I walked with him to his room. I pushed him on his bed. I looked at him for a moment and turned away when he suddenly pulled my wrist, causing me to fall on his bed. "!!" I was surprised by what he did. He's on top of me?!. I immediately struggled as he grabbed my right hand and kissed the back of it. "What are you doing?!" I said surprised. He immediately let go of my hand and brought his face closer to mine. "Wait! What are you going to do?!" I said and looked away and moved my head towards the wall. He doesn't speak, I don't know about this. He touched my cheek and moved my head to look at him. His face is getting closer to mine. Just one inch, our lips will touch. I thought he was going to kiss me... But I was wrong... Because...
Gilded Cage: The CEO's Unwilling Bride

Gilded Cage: The CEO's Unwilling Bride

I was the "diamond" of the Sargent Foundation, a perfect orphan polished for the cameras and high-society galas. But beneath the glittering chandeliers, I was suffocating. When the pressure finally broke me and I tried to flee the Sargent Gala, I wasn't met with comfort. I was hunted down by security and dragged into a sterile, white-hot spotlight in a room I was never allowed to enter. Adrien Sargent, the cold-blooded CEO who controlled my every move, didn't want to help me. He wanted to devour me. He presented a legal cage: sign over my voting shares for his unethical hostile takeover, or he would have my only friend—the elderly butler who raised me—killed in his nursing home bed. I became a prisoner in the East Wing, stripped of my phone and watched by hidden cameras. During a midnight storm, I tried to steal a security card to escape, but Adrien caught me in his study. Reeking of whiskey and corporate rage, he didn't just stop me. He pinned me to his desk and branded my neck with a bite so deep it bruised, treating me like a thief who deserved to be claimed. The next morning, the house turned into a battlefield of lies. His PR consultant tried to claim she was the one in his bed, but Adrien found a pearl button from my pajamas under his desk. He didn't feel guilt; he felt violated. He accused me of orchestrating the entire encounter to blackmail him, his eyes filled with a terrifying, possessive fury. When his grandmother caught us, she didn't see a victim; she saw a liability. To save the family stock price, she gave us an ultimatum: marriage. "I’ll do it," I said, looking at the massive diamond ring that felt more like a shackle. Adrien thought he had finally broken me, but he didn't know about the encrypted file I just received. The corporate crisis he’s fighting was an inside job, and the trail leads straight to his own front door. I looked at my new husband on our wedding night and let my silk dress hit the floor. He thinks he’s trapped a rabbit, but I’ve just gained total access to his world. I will sleep with the enemy, learn every dark secret he’s hiding, and then I am going to burn his empire to the ground.
The Psychopath Next Door

The Psychopath Next Door

'Are you sure you still want to get an apartment? I heard that there is a ghost that appears there at night' I just suddenly remember what my friend said about this apartment building. It's a bit old but when you go inside it's very beautiful and simple even though it's small. But at the time... it's creepy. I don't know why my feet seemed to spontaneously step next to my apartment. It's been a month since I rented here and I never see my neighbor. The bangs and noises I hear at night will not disappear from my mind. Questions in my brain that will never end. I stared at the door. What is behind this door? Even though my hands were shaking, I closed my eyes and knocked on it. But as the minutes passed, I heard no turning of the door to open it. A small crack of light hit me. I slowly open my eyes when I see the door is slightly open. My breathing is heavy. I don't understand myself why anyone seems to be motivated to go to it. I stepped carefully until I got inside. I was surprised that the light was red and the surroundings were very quiet. I could only hear my heavy breathing. W-does anyone here---- I almost screamed as the door slammed shut. My hands began to tremble. The nervousness that I feel is too much. I recoiled when I heard the sound of the knife. I panicked when I heard someone making a sound of cloak. A soundly step of someone's footsteps like it's going to my direction. But I don't see anything. I covered my mouth and huddled against the edge of the door in the dark. Shaking, I opened my cell phone for my friend to call. I almost cried when I heard the step closer to my side that the horror gave me too much. 'Please! Answer my call' I shouted in my mind. My tears flowed when I heard the stop of the step that was the stop of my breath. I closed my eyes and clenched my fist. I hoped that I wouldn't be seen. I felt relieved when I heard the footsteps going to different direction. I slowly turned back here which I regretted a lot. I saw a tall dark man standing in front of me. He was holding the knife. I noticed that he was not wearing a top so I could see the tattoo on his arm. I know even in the dark he is smiling looking at me. Because of the red light, I couldn't stop swallowing. I looked away. Her beautiful body is erotic in my eyes. "Another prey, huh" he said with a smile. And despite that voice, it was dangerous. I can sense it. I squeezed harder at the end when he came to the front. He lifted my face with the knife he was holding so I couldn't let go. "What's on my neighbor's mind to step on my apartment, hmm?" He asked almost in a whisper and brought his lips to my ear. The corner of my eye quickly warmed up. "A-re you..are you going to k-ill me?" I asked weakly and stammered. I gripped the hem of my thin clothes. He laughed softly and eventually his laughter grew louder. His horrifying laughter echoed throughout the apartment. Before staring deeply into my eyes. He grinned mischievously. My hair stood up when I felt a warm hand on my thigh. "You better to leave or else...I ripped your nighties dress" Damn!
The Billionaire's Obsession (Owned)

The Billionaire's Obsession (Owned)

*Seventeen years ago* Mr Daniel Pablo, head of the famous and most powerful gang in all of New York, my father. He owned and controlled one of the biggest mob in Brooklyn. It was evening, he sat regally on his lush couch, smoking from his pipe, releasing thick smoke into the atmosphere, not minding that I was there with him, and I was only a ten year old boy. I raised my head, watching him keenly as he sucked in air and slowly breathed out thick white smoke, staring into space, one would tell he was lost in his thoughts. "Honey!" Mom cat walked into the lounge, wearing a red tight dress with a pair of high heeled shoes which clanged the marbled floor as she moved. "My love" dad moved the pipe and kissed her on her lips, staining his lips with her thick red lipstick. Of course, even an animal would tell that they were deeply in love with each other. "Garry is coming tomorrow.... for a business meeting" he placed the pipe at his side stool and made my mom sit on his laps. "Oh really?.... it's been a long time" she smiled, snuggling closer to him getting into his mouth, forgetting that I was there. Mom's eyes moved and her gaze landed on my eyes, I then looked away, continuing with the book I had in my hands. "Mario my son... It's time for bed, let's go" she walked over and took the book from me. "Let's go sweet" she said, I got up and moved. "It's already late" she added, walking with me till we got to the stairs. "Yvonne!.... Come take Mario to his room, it's time for bed" She called the maid servant. Of course, she never puts me to bed by herself, she was always busy. "Alright Mario.... Let's go" the lady reached out and took hold of my hand. " Don't! " I half yelled with my little voice as I withdrew my hand. Lady Yvonne, the new caretaker was startled as she let go of me, her face all scrunched up in surprise. "Oh, He doesn't like people touching him" Mom said from where she was, probably tangling her tongue with dad's. "Oh I'm sorry dear let's go" lady Yvonne led me upstairs to bed. ★The next day★ "Sir Pablo!, So good to see you" Mr Garry smiled as he fist bumped dad's gloved hand. Dad's hands were always gloved with knuckle gloves which covered half his fingers and his palms. Seeing him, you would think he was about to fight someone but no, it was just a normal accessory he fancied. "Garry, Have a seat" they both sat and started talking. Meanwhile mom and Garry's wife Mrs Monika had long been engaged in their feminine discussion as they talked and laughed. My gaze traveled and rested on Racheal their daughter who by right was supposed to be my friend but thanks to me, we weren't friends, because I didn't like having friends. "Mario honey, Go play with Racheal" Aunt Monika said, all smiles. I stared at her for some time with my usual unsmiling and stoic face. "What do you take me for ma'am? Playing is for kids, I'm not a small child" I said with an irritated expression and moved my gaze over to Racheal who sat on the marbled floor, playing and talking to herself. I could sense that Mrs Monika was shocked and felt a bit disrespected because I sounded that way. "My goodness!... Mario honey!" Mom released one of her fake laughs trying to cover up my actions, I just stared at her not bothered at all. "How about you be nice and show her to the library" mom smiled at me, there was an underlying meaning to her smile which only I understood, she always did it whenever she was trying to warn me. "Racheal dear, go with Mario to the library" Mom smiled brightly at the little girl. "Okay" she got up from the ground and skipped down to me, she made an attempt to touch me but I moved back, sending a glare her way. "Don't touch me" I hissed as I climbed the stairs, Racheal following slowly behind me. "Hahaha.... don't mind him Monika, kids can really be a handful at times" That was my mom, still trying to cover up. ★present ★ "I do not understand you Mario, is it that you are not man enough or your dick is paralysed?" Dad asked me looking pissed. " Father I..." I didn't even know what to say because the one who should be pissed was me, not even dad. " Or are you gay!?, Tell me Mario, why you have decided to die single!, you go about fucking your fellow men huh?, you chase after dicks? " " Dad!, I'm not gay!, Okay?, .... Just let me be" I looked away. " Then why have you refused to get married?, Racheal is there, and she won't remain single for ever, look at me" he spread his arms proudly. " Look at me, I'm a real man, and I proved it by getting married to your mother and having you, why do you want this legacy to end in your hands, son?, your mother and I are getting old" " Dad enough with that shit, I do not love Racheal or any other female out there!, I cannot love any female dad!, is it so hard for you to understand!?" "Shut up!" Dad swung his hand and hit me hard on my face. " Don't talk to me that way, I'm your father" My face stung really badly, my
Fated To Love You Forever

Fated To Love You Forever

She was his motivation. Madison Connor, the only woman he had ever loved, the woman he had hurt, the woman he had left. Billionaire Damien Daniels had three things he needed to accomplish in his life. First, he was going to get to the root of his past. Second, he was going to make the Connors pay. Third, the last thing, he didn't even know. But he knew there was something remaining, a wrong he needed to right. And it was staring straight at him. A dark truth that risked breaking him apart, that could mar his existence. In all these though she was at the center of it all, Madison Connor. Lord help him. She was the one thing he could never have. His enemy's little sister. Eyes like the sea, strawberry blonde curls and those dotted freckles atop her nose; she was his obsession. She was the beginning of his downfall, his damnation and motivation. *** He was the one man she couldn't avoid back then, and the man she couldn't resist. Damien Daniel, her childhood crush who never looked her way even once. Her brother's enemy. She was too small for him, not sexy or beautiful enough for him, too shy to even talk to him. Their attraction was unmistakable, almost beyond control, but as much as she ached to be his, she feared the pressure of his demands. *** Submitting to each other meant they had to break so many rules. Could they? Would they? Their love was forbidden. Their intertwining past threatening to tear them apart. A bumpy ride. So many obstacles and trials. It took days, months and years, but what's meant to be will always be!