Lady Prim
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Controlling Mr. Coopers
Short stories "You need to stay away from me to stay alive. Am I clear, Miss Bell?" He glowered at me and pulled the water gun from my hands.
Well, what wrong did I do? I am just giving presentation with few realistic examples.
One second... why are you spared of him, Rainbow!
He is just a mere CEO and you are a ten letter long chairwoman.
"Ahem... And you should stay in you limits to stay in the pompany at all." I finally pompleted the statement with ponfident stance but God bless me, I am so spared of this man from inside.
Oh Lord, why did you throw me here?
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Keenan Coopers, who lived a life of royalty, born with a silver spoon and got everything he wanted. What will happen when nobody-like Rainbow comes into his life and turns it upside down?
Rainbow Bell, a nurse by profession, is a kind and meekly spicy girl who aspires to become a doctor. What will happen when she unexpectedly gets under Keenan's skin, not to mention the way she addresses him.
The mistakes in the above paragraphs are not really mistakes, it is how Rainbow speaks. To know more, follow the journey of the opposite poles. An Italian's Escort Lover
Short stories "Why did you follow me, Nicco? We are nothing to each other now." I whispered with so much pain and sorrow coating over my voice.
"Few months ago, time was favorable to you and you chose to leave me." Nicco inched towards me with furious red eyes and clenched jaws in anger, but held my hand ever so gently like he always does. "Now my time has come. See, I found you and now I will make sure you never leave me again. If I need to glue you to me, so be it." He declared firmly and crashed his lips on mine.
Phoebe Smith, an escort of thirteen years sweet and gentle, fell in love with Niccolo Russo who was her only master and the only person who ever touched her. He was her first best friend, her first kiss and her first in everything. So why did she run away from him if she loves him so much?
Niccolo Russo, CEO of Russo empire, Arrogant and bad tempered yet so understanding; felt his heart skip a beat several times only for one woman. Phoebe. She was his friend, his adviser and his sanity. Then what had he ever done to make her run away from him?
Follow the journey of two people bind by promises, duties and responsibilities pulling them apart and how love binds them together forever. The Mafia Monk
Young Adult "I kill for living" I said seriously expecting the beauty before me to back away in fear. I leaned close towards her and brought my face just inches away from her beautiful pinkish face.
"Kill? Kill what?" She frowned. I internally hit my forehead at the raising annoyance. She didn't back away from the closeness, in fact she did not observe it at all. She was too much into the conversation.
"Of course I Kill people. I'm not into poultry to raise and kill chicken." I scoffed and leaned in closer to intimidate her.
I was expecting her to shriek, cry, yell and run away far from me but What I got in response was what exactly you expect from the beauty. The unexpected answer.
"So you clean too. Nice." She told herself with a smile and a appreciative nod.
"Goodness, What and why would I clean?" Furrowing my brows in confusion and utter disbelief, I shook my head to compose myself.
"You said you kill people. You kill bad people to do welfare to the Earth so you are cleaning away dirt right?"
That did it. I, Demyan Lev Petrov, the most powerful, ruthless and dangerous king of Mafia, accept that I lost the argument to her.
Zinnia Mae White, the most innocent and a mental girl I ever got lucky to meet. That crazy girl doesn't know whom to fear and whom not to. The day she entered my life was the day my happy, bloody, dangerous life, she turned it, crushed it and made me lose my sanity with everything she does and says.
But Damn, I love that in her so much.
I love her
This mental, fickle minded, school teacher of mine!
My Zinnia, My insane solace. You might like
His Angel
sunshine_vivi "Anyone but not me?" His voice was filled with malice.
"Not me, huh?"
"Let's have some fun. I'll give you two options." He tilted his head and glanced at me.
"Either be mine or get fired."
He really had become the worst person. I had never even imagined in my dream that he would use my weakness against me. He knew I would be homeless without this job. He played the game really well. His words muddled me for some moments. But, I wasn't the one to get abused because of my own weakness.
Let's become homeless.
I thought.
I walked closer to him and poked him with my index finger. As soon as he turned around, I pulled his tie and let my mouth get closer to his ears.
"I only heard one option. I resign. Hasta la Vista, BABY."
I let his tie slip and looked right at his eyes. His eyes were filled with surprise as if he hadn't seen this coming from my mouth. I spun around and walked toward the exit.
I was getting really proud of myself in spite of knowing the consequence of my action. I was ready to be homeless than to become his toy.
I didn't see this coming but on the second I opened the door, I was swiped away from the ground.
Danish had picked me up with his right hand and took me inside the room once again, slamming the door. He threw me into the wall making my head strike hard.
My head spun as soon as it hit the wall and my head felt dizzy. After overcoming the dizziness, my head started to throb out of pain.
I curled up on my knees, rubbing my paining head.
He approached me and gently removed my hands from my head. He then, slowly ran his fingers through my hair as if he was trying to heal my paining head.
"I told you already. Stop resisting." He let out a small painful voice and grabbed my waist with his right hand, his left hand still rubbing my paining head. 
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