The Mafia Don's Secret Surrogate

The Altruistic Bride of the CEO

Asher Rodriguez is a reputed businessman and a billionaire who owns varieties of clubs and casinos in the city and is a cotton textile mogul. He is hot, virile, and manly with a six pack body. Girls swoon on his perfect physique but living a failed marriage and a father of a two year old daughter, Asher had lost interest in life. He had turned cold, unemotional and an insensitive boss who had no human values. But when he enters an unrespected wedlock with an innocent young girl almost half of his age everything changes in his life. ***** Phoenix Beatriz yearns for a dream of a loving and sincere life partner with a good home. As if her life was less troublesome, her drunkard father pawns her in marriage to a wealthy billionaire who is double her age. Chained with duties and commitments that she couldn't necessarily control, Phoenix's life was a tragedy in every respect. She was abused and ill treated by her step-mother and uncaring father accompanied with a lonely childhood. But is that all? There is a ray of light in every dark room. ***** Since Asher saw her, he's been denying his feelings for her, ignoring the void in his heart he knows only she could fill. Everything about them was wrong, the kind of wrong that felt so right. It was supposed to be only a business deal. Yet a deal he did not know that would make his life only more complicated than just twelve months to sort it out until nothing mattered to him in the world than her for whom he could even give away his life.

Shadow's Decree

The pain in her head was miserable. Safia had difficulty even in opening her eyes. But when finally she did, a chord struck in her throat. A very handsome man was sleeping beside her in his half naked glory with his head ducked to the pillow. Alarm leaped like a hurricane in her head. How did she end up with an unknown man in her bed? Oh wait! This was not her home. The place looked eerily quiet and was way too costly than hers. It screamed power and money. Safia panicked. She was not drunk nor on drugs. How come she has no memory of her past? She carefully slipped away from under the covers. But it was too late. The man beside her had already woken up. "Who are you? Why are you in my bed?" Safia squealed in worry. Much against her expectation the guy was very much composed. He signaled to the ring on her finger and opened the drawer beside him before throwing the marriage testament on her face. "We are married. You are my wife now. Be ready to welcome the life of thorns." "What?"

Kidnapped by My Ruthless Mafia Fiance

Blurb: Two things matter in my captor's twisted world of crime...Power and money. He stole me to gain both. He's a coldhearted monster with a reputation for violence and the most dangerous man I've ever met, a man who's clearly keeping secrets. So how can his touch make me ache with such need? I refuse his proposal of marriage, of course. But Anthony Rodriguez didn't break in to listen to reason. He is a dangerous stranger in my bed, clamping a rough hand over my mouth and warning me to stay silent. He's going to make me his mafia bride. Whether I want to or not. Anthony just wants to claim a debt from my quivering body. But under his command and sheets, I'm discovering a new strength. I'm becoming this man's undoing. Despite being trapped, at his mercy, and stolen from my family... I might never want to leave my place under him. Kidnapped by My Ruthless Mafia Fiance is a hate to love Romance book. (A sequel of I hate to love you, Mr CEO. Though both stories can be read independently.)

The Marriage Deal with a Billionaire

After having her sister diagnosed with advanced-stage bone marrow cancer, Abigail Richardson can’t out turn her fate anymore. Marriage till then was not in her records until she was forced to marry the world’s most famous womanizer, reputed billionaire and a cold-hearted insensitive boss Axle Pablo Rodriguez only as a part of a deal. Everything changed between them in one day. With the unerasable insult received, the only two things Axle was determined in life was Abigail and revenge. Yet when he sees her again at the marriage venue all the equations change. Inflamed by her galvanizing presence, his curiosity ignites a flare of attraction that turns stronger than the earth’s gravitational force. This book is a sequel of Altruistic Bride though both stories can be read individually.

I Hate to Love You, Mr. CEO

Blocking her windpipe he pushed her to the wall behind and held her throat so hard that she thought she was going to die. Her eye balls went up, almost losing her consciousness when he bent his head and spoke low in her ear, gritting his teeth. "I DO NOT TOLERATE DISLOYALTY, MISS STELWART AND YOU INVOKED THE SLEEPING MONSTER IN ME BY SHOWING YOUR UGLY NATURE." Kissing her neck he inhaled her scent and released her with a jerk with an ache on his features. Aliza chokes on her breath looking at the devil in front of her in fear and trembles in her tone. "Please believe me, sir, I'm innocent." Charles looks down at the rise and fall of her pulsating chest. "NO MATTER WHAT I CANNOT STOP LOVING YOU AND I HATE MYSELF FOR THIS." Read I Hate to Love You, Mr. CEO (Love has different shades, one of which is pain.) THIS BOOK HAS A SERIES OF STORIES.

Ain't love Enough, Sir?

Her heart began to beat rapidly against his chest. "Crystalline" he called her in a warning. "We aren't made for each other." He pushed her to the wall in a rugged breath and ran his tongue from her neck to jawline encapsulating her in his arms. Heat crept from her center to her face and she started panting with unrest. He looked down and saw the protrusion of her shapely buds. "Crystalline, you have no idea about the things you do to me. You are the only woman I ever desired. Loving you is a sin I cannot forbid myself from doing and no adultery is bloodless." He whispered and attached his lips to hers but seconds later pushed her away rigidly. "Had I believed in marriages, you wouldn't have been my ......" Crystalline Collins comes to New York on a scholarship with a dream career in Nutrition. On a tumultuous day, her mother calls and informs her father that she needs urgent heart surgery. Chained with commitments, the kind of commitments that she couldn't necessarily control, for want of resources she performs as a model followed by a date and enters into unholy congress with a reputed mogul because of which she gets pregnant. Abraham Rochester is hot, virile, and manly. Girls worship the soil he walked upon. But he used them only as play toys and believed marriage was not in his cards after a failed relationship with one of his college mates. To save her face in society and arrange money for her dad's heart operation Crystalline enters into contract matrimony with Abraham who misunderstands her as a gold digger. Torn is the beauty with the beast until he is drawn by her mesmerizing fragrance which ignites a flame of desire that burns brighter than any woman he had ever read. Explore, Ain't love Enough, Sir? A hate-to-love heated chemistry of a billionaire with a middle-class girl.

Secret Baby: The Jilted Wife's Final Goodbye

I sat on the cold tile floor of our Upper East Side penthouse, staring at the two pink lines until my vision blurred. After ten years of loving Julian Sterling and three years of a hollow marriage, I finally had the one thing that could bridge the distance between us. I was pregnant. But Julian didn't come home with flowers for our anniversary. He tossed a thick manila envelope onto the marble coffee table with a heavy thud. Fiona, the woman he'd truly loved for years, was back in New York, and he told me our "business deal" was officially over. "Sign it," He said, his voice flat and devoid of emotion. He looked at me with the cold detachment of a man selling a piece of unwanted furniture. When I hesitated, he told me to add a zero to the alimony if the money wasn't enough. I realized in that moment that if he knew about the baby, he wouldn't love me; he would simply take my child and give it to Fiona to raise. I shoved the pregnancy test into my pocket, signed the papers with a shaking hand, and lied through my teeth. When my morning sickness hit, I slumped to the floor to hide the truth. "It's just cramps," I gasped, watching him recoil as if I were contagious. To make him stay away, I invented a man named Jack-a fake boyfriend who supposedly gave me the kindness Julian never could. Suddenly, the man who wanted me gone became a monster of possessiveness. He threatened to "bury" a man who didn't exist while leaving me humiliated at his family's dinner to rush to Fiona's side. I was so broken that I even ate a cake I was deathly allergic to, then had to refuse life-saving steroids at the hospital because they would harm the fetus. Julian thinks he's stalling the divorce for two months to protect the family's reputation for his father's Jubilee. He thinks he's keeping his "property" on a short leash until the press dies down. He has no idea I'm using those sixty days to build a fortress for my child. By the time he realizes the truth, I'll be gone, and the Sterling heir will be far beyond his reach.

The Heiress' Secret: Ex-Husband, Meet The Real Me

For three years, Deanna endured scorn in a one-sided marriage. When Connor forced her to choose between her career and a divorce, she didn't hesitate-she walked away. Determined to reclaim her birthright, Deanna returned as the brilliant heiress to a medical conglomerate. Her ex and his family begged for another chance, but it was too late. With a tycoon father, a legendary healer mother, a CEO brother who adored her, and a showbiz powerhouse sibling, Deanna's life overflowed with power. Even her arrogant rival, heir to billions, only ever had a soft spot for her.

Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After

Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."

The Ghost Wife's Billion Dollar Tech Comeback

Today is October 14th, my birthday. I returned to New York after months away, dragging my suitcase through the biting wind, but the VIP pickup zone where my husband’s Maybach usually idled was empty. When I finally let myself into our Upper East Side penthouse, I didn’t find a cake or a "welcome home" banner. Instead, I found my husband, Caden, kneeling on the floor, helping our five-year-old daughter wrap a massive gift for my half-sister, Adalynn. Caden didn’t even look up when I walked in; he was too busy laughing with the girl who had already stolen my father’s legacy and was now moving in on my family. "Auntie Addie is a million times better than Mommy," my daughter Elara chirped, clutching a plush toy Caden had once forbidden me from buying for her. "Mommy is mean," she whispered loudly, while Caden just smirked, calling me a "drill sergeant" before whisking her off to Adalynn’s party without a second glance. Later that night, I saw a video Adalynn posted online where my husband and child laughed while mocking my "sensitive" nature, treating me like an inconvenient ghost in my own home. I had spent five years researching nutrition for Elara’s health and managing every detail of Caden’s empire, only to be discarded the moment I wasn't in the room. How could the man who set his safe combination to my birthday completely forget I even existed? The realization didn't break me; it turned me into ice. I didn't scream or beg for an explanation. I simply walked into the study, pulled out the divorce papers I’d drafted months ago, and took a black marker to the terms. I crossed out the alimony, the mansion, and even the custody clause—if they wanted a life without me, I would give them exactly what they asked for. I left my four-carat diamond ring on the console table and walked out into the rain with nothing but a heavily encrypted hard drive. The submissive Mrs. Holloway was gone, and "Ghost," the most lethal architect in the tech world, was finally back online to take back everything they thought I’d forgotten.

I Slapped My Fiancé-Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis

Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé. Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now-billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn't mind. I'd crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one? Wrong. One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That's when it hit me-he didn't love me. He didn't even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn't even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup. So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster-my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise. Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol. Enter him. Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I'd met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes. It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised. But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life. And, as it turned out, the best decision I'd ever made. Because my one-night stand isn't just some random guy. He's richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with. And now, he's not letting me go.

The Sterling Scandal: Married To The Uncle

I was at my own engagement party at the Sterling estate when the world started tilting. Victoria Sterling, my future mother-in-law, smiled coldly as she watched me struggle with a cup of tea that had been drugged to ruin me. Before I could find my fiancé, Ryan, a waiter dragged me into the forbidden West Wing and locked me in a room with Julian Sterling, the family’s "fallen titan" who had been confined to a wheelchair for years. The door burst open to a frenzy of camera flashes and theatrical screams. Victoria framed me as a seductress caught in the act, and Ryan didn't even try to listen to my pleas, calling me "cheap leftovers" before walking away with his pregnant mistress. When I turned to my own family for help, my father signed a document severing our relationship for a five-million-dollar payout from Julian. They traded me like a commodity without a second thought. I didn't understand why my own parents were so eager to sell me, or how Ryan could look at me with such disgust after promising me forever. I was a sacrifice, a pawn used to protect the family's offshore accounts, and I couldn't fathom how every person I loved had a price tag for my destruction. With nowhere left to go, I married Julian in a bleak ceremony at City Hall. He slid a heavy diamond onto my finger and whispered, "We have a war to start." That night, inside his secret penthouse, I watched the paralyzed man stand up from his wheelchair and activate a screen filled with the Sterling family's darkest secrets. The execution had officially begun.