A surprise is waiting for Brielle Ashby when she returns home to her hometown of New York from college. This bombshell will alter her life forever.Zuriel Richardson, the Devilishly Handsome CEO of Richardson Empires, is a playboy but extremely vicious when it comes to his business. He doesn't care if you're alive or dead; all that matters to him is his business, his company, and his profits.When they first meet, it's only for business. But will the spark that she gets from being a

The flickering red light made a hiss out of my lips, I glanced at hmy wrist watch continuously. The time seems to be moving fast my sister must be worried and my phone is dead."Miss let me check what's the cause of the traffic jam" the taxi man said."Hey you Mr man." I shouted enough for him to hear. Hearing nothing in response, i almost thought he's deaf."I'm talking to you." I said again. The moment he turned his face towards me i was beyond surpris

He didn't stop when he reached her but leaned forward and kissed her hard, on the mouth. The air left her lungs. Maybe it was because it was her first kiss or because he had kissed her, she didn't know but her lungs were burning, her lips were on fire. She was one fire. It ended in a second. She stared at him with wide eyes as he stared back. His hand traced her forehead, nose, lips and then chin as it stopped on her throat. She knew, by God she knew he could feel her pulse, the heat o

Graduated from college! Met a perfect guy on a blind date! Flash marriage! He also came with an ex-girlfriend! That sentence, let's get married, is there no meaning? Bullshit, a good man should be pursued! Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, miss, it was two years later. Two years later, he faced love with a skeptical heart, if you always hesitate, then I will turn around and leave. Re-armed with a scarred heart, facing his pursuit, I squinted and ignored it. Women must be strong and rely on themselves!

The bright blue sky, the gentle breeze, the wonderful twitting of birds, light shining into my eyes.Just another morning from dreaming about the Prince my mom had always told me about. His blonde hair, his dazzling eyes just like a shining mirage. His masculine hands firmly holding his father's sword, as his lips called for me. But sometimes, i dream about someone else. Someone entirely different. He looks more handsome and alot more dreamy.