Businesswoman

I gave my husband five years of my life, and he never once looked at me like I mattered. I wasn’t stupid. I knew about the other woman. Everyone did. But I kept telling myself that being patient was the same thing as being loved. Then one night I stopped telling myself that lie. I didn’t yell. I didn’t cry in front of him. I simply put my ring on his desk and asked for a divorce. He signed the papers so quickly it felt like he had been waiting for me to say it first. So I left. I took almost nothing. I started over with nothing but a laptop and a stubborn decision not to disappear quietly. Turns out I’m good at this. Really good. Six months later, I walk into the biggest business event of the year. The entire room goes silent. I am the person who just bought a share of his family’s company. And I am standing next to the one man he truly hates. He looks at me as if he is seeing me for the very first time. Too bad, he already had five years. Now he won’t stop showing up. He won’t stop trying. And he won’t stop looking at me like he made the worst mistake of his life… because he did. The problem is, there is another man now. A man who never made me feel invisible. A man who actually wants to know me. For the first time in my life, I get to choose. Not who gets to keep me, but who I truly want. He is about to discover that the wife he let go, no longer needs him. But, the real question is whether that truth is finally what makes him worth wanting back.

"Mommy, we found you a husband. He's rich, he's tall, and he already has your eyes on his face." Five years ago, Aria Cole fled the city with a broken engagement, a framed "scandal" she didn't commit, and a secret she didn't dare tell anyone: she was pregnant by a stranger whose face she never clearly saw on the worst, blurriest night of her life. Now she's back — a rising interior design star with two five-year-old menaces in tow: twins who can hack a tablet, charm a boardroom, and have recently decided their mother needs a husband. Their top candidate? Grant Vale, the coldest CEO in the city, the man who just hired Aria's firm to rebuild his empty penthouse — and the only person alive who makes both twins' dimples look like a family portrait. Grant Vale doesn't believe in coincidence. He has spent five years quietly searching for the woman who vanished from a masquerade gala with his grandmother's ring and, he suspects, considerably more than that. Now his new designer flinches at his voice, schedules around his calendar like she's memorized it, and is raising two children whose laughs he recognizes from his own baby videos. The twins are plotting. The grandmother is scheming. The woman who framed Aria five years ago is back with new knives. And Grant has just added a clause to the design contract that Aria really should have read: the project ends only when the client says the house feels like a home.

Zyliah Smith had it all, until betrayal shattered her world. A scandal, a one-night stand, and a secret she never saw coming. Now, six years later, she's back with twin sons and a new name, ready to bury the past. But fate isn't finished with her yet. When the man from that long-forgotten night reappears, wealthy, ruthless, and dangerously captivated, Zyliah is pulled into a storm of old lies, new desires, and a love she never dared to hope for. But the past always has claws. And this time, it wants everything.

“It’s still her.” Three words. That was all it took for the carefully constructed world of my last five years to shatter into dust at my feet. Zane didn’t even have the decency to look away as he said it. For twenty years, I had been the third wheel. The reliable shadow to Jovienne’s brilliant sun. I had buried my own feelings for Zane so deep I almost forgot they existed, only daring to dig them up and confess them after Jovi had left the country and broken his heart. We built a life. A marriage. I truly believed, in my foolish, hopeful heart, that it was my happy ending. Now Jovienne was back, and the illusion was gone. The love of my life saw me only as a consolation prize. As my world collapses, the last person I expect comfort from is her husband—a man as cold and polished as he is powerful. Vance sees the same betrayal in my eyes that he sees in his wife's. Leaning in, his voice a dangerous whisper, he proposed the unthinkable: "They are living in the past. Let's be each other's revenge. What do you say, Nerissa?" I should avoid at all costs. It was a game that could burn our broken worlds to the ground. But as I looked into his eyes and saw the same raw, humiliating betrayal reflected back at me, the answer poised on my lips wasn't "no." It was a terrifying, thrilling question. “What,” I whispered, my voice steadier than I felt, “did you have in mind?”

"Five years and that's all you have to say to me?" he asked. Standing so close she could taste his breath. She wanted to move away from him. But she didn't want him to know just how much he affected her. So she stood right there. She wasn't going to let him intimidate her. "Well... Is there anything else you want me to say?" she asked The side of his mouth moved upwards. He was smiling? Why the hell was he smiling like that? She thought. She didn't remember saying anything funny. "You left... Kitty" he said. "I asked you to stay... Begged you to stay... And you left anyways.. With him. And now you come back... Acting like everything is okay between us...?" There was something about him... She thought. Something about the way he called her 'Kitty' that made her heart flip. He was the only one who called her that. She hadn't even realized how much she missed him calling her that. "You shouldn't have gone with him". He said. "Oh really? Why not? Because you didn't want me to?" she asked. She was starting to get angry. "Yeah that's right" he replied. "And because of what you felt for me -what we felt for each other. When I came near you, you felt an excitement so intense that you ceased to breathe --like you are feeling right now. You wanted me just as much as I wanted you. And that should have been enough to make you stay"

The Templeton's and those from the Silver family have always been at odds with each other. This hatred passed down to their descendants. Emma and Brandon have always hated each other. They wanted nothing to do with each other but a drunken night leads to an entanglement in the sheets and they came to an agreement to keep on pleasuring the other until one of them gets tired or plans on getting married. Emma calls it off after finding out she was getting married and it is not until after one month did she find out that she was pregnant and the father was her archnemesis. How will her family react when they find out? And how will Brandon react when he finds out she was pregnant with his child? This is the first story in the Enemies but Lovers series. It's not your typical romance story and it's filled with plot twists, betrayals and lots of drama.

Blaire never thought she’d return to the Upper East Side—until now. Six years after her high school sweetheart, Damon, shattered her heart, she’s back as the proud new owner of Hotel Manhattan, ready to turn it into the city’s hottest destination. But what she doesn’t know is that her mother has been pulling the strings behind her back, setting traps she’ll have to outmaneuver. As old sparks fly and new temptations emerge, Blaire must decide: will she rewrite her past or forge a brand-new future? In a world of luxury, lies, and second chances, anything is possible—especially in the Upper East Side.

Elena stifled a smile, but he already saw her mouth start to curve upwards and he grinned at her. She ignored him. "I'm serious, Chandler." His smile was instantaneous. "Noted." She licked her lips. Her eyes were wide and nervous, and she tucked a stray hair behind her ear. "And you can't kiss me." Chandler tilted his head to the side and studied her. Pushing away from the car, he took a step closer to her. She held her ground, lifting her chin at his approach. "What if you ask me to kiss you?" he said quietly. "Then can I?" Elena exhaled shakily. "I won't do that." "No?" Carefully, he touched his thumb to the curve of her chin. She shook her head, and his hand fell away. "Maybe you won't," he told her. "But hear me right now, love, I'd love it if you asked me for a kiss." —------ When Elena Davis decided to move to Vacaville, she had just one thing in mind — to start her business over after she'd failed the first time she tried. It'd be nice to live in the same city as her twin sister, and getting reunited with her university crush, Elijah Kendrick doesn't seem like a bad idea. But fate, however, has its own plans and she finds herself drawn to someone else—his brother, Chandler Kendrick.

December has lived her life like a villainess and regrets it until she is given a chance to relive her life and fix her mistakes. When she travels back in time she wants to fix her mistakes and let go of the person she once loved. But when she meets him again all the past emotions she had for him, come back and her heart races just like to do the first time she saw him. She tries to slowly fix her mistakes and avoid August but in one way or another, she gets entangled with him. Will December be able to let go of the man she loved, will she be able to choose differently this time?

Lydia Fernandez is a young capable, strong and ambitious woman. She had stood, took and destroyed for powers. She is nicknamed the Lilith of the Earth by the people who knew her the best. But as mighty as a lioness can be, she must have a lion to tame it. Roman Esposito sent himself overboard by getting himself engaged with the Lilith of the Earth. He is a very smart, cunning, fun loving multi rich Don. He is a Mafia. What will happen when the Mafia decided to tame and love at the same time?