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The Billionaire's Maid: No Strings Attached

'Oh God pretty please! This looks too good to be true.' Mia thought as she pushed her lips forward with her eyes closed to be kissed. Rey's breath got labored, he had to fight against getting a hard-on just looking at her this way. 'What is she doing to me?' He saw the way her eyes closed in earnest, trying to get a kiss from him. He almost gave in but held himself back at the last minute, what was wrong with him!? This is against the contract; she said it herself, 'no strings attached.' This, this whole thing was breaching the contract. "What do you think you are doing?" Rey chuckled loudly making Mia's eyes open abruptly. "What." She looked at his mocking gaze and felt the air being squeezed out of her lungs. "Do you have what it takes to kiss me?" The question rang over and again in her head, and her eyes blurred with tears. Looking down to avoid him seeing her hurt which he already noticed by the way, she shook her head in response. "You must be delusional." Rey avoided looking at Mia after seeing the initial hurt in her eyes. He knew his words were hurtful, but he had to say them to cut any unnecessary bond between them; this was purely a business transaction and nothing else. 'Delusional' repeated itself in Mia's head and whatever romantic thought she had about him died instantly. "What was it you wanted to do? Kiss me even when I pay you. ****** Mia who had sat down on the pile of her clothes with her now dried body, looked about distraught. "I shouldn't have allowed him anywhere close to me." Her eyes were reddened, and her lips pouted as she was about to cry. In such an intense moment, she forgot there were to be no strings attached, and everything was to be transactional. Holding onto the pain and embarrassment of the night, she vowed never to allow herself to fall too cheap for his deliberate deception. ******* "Reynaldo Davies, the first and only son of The Davies, finds himself in a constricted situation of choosing a wife, a command made clear by his Father, Mr Davies, on turning sixty, otherwise, young Davies would forfeit his inheritance to his younger sister. He makes a business proposal with Mia, his cook, who has no expectation of any kind, coming from the fling Reynaldo. In desperation, she agrees but only on the condition that certain lines are drawn and rules are kept. All is fair and clear until Celine, Reynaldo's high school friend, comes into the picture. His mother had arranged an engagement for them against Reynaldo's persistence in dating his cook, "acting as his girlfriend". Would this act bloom into something beautiful? What would be the fate of Mia? Would Celine succeed in her quest for love? Will he gain his inheritance?
Enola17 · 16.4k Views

The Seventh Daughter of Jezebel

Shantel Hale has spent her life trying to live above the dark shadows her mother’s reputation cast over her. She has seen powerful men fall at Jessica Hale’s feet— the infamous seductress popularly termed the modern day ‘Jezebel’ only to be left ruined afterwards. But unlike her sisters, who embraced their mother’s legacy to build fortunes and secure influential husbands, Shantel, the seventh and youngest daughter of Jessica Hale, had carved her own path in secret, gathering several awesome identities for herself. One of them was the elusive Elsa—an influential force in the corporate world, sought after by the most powerful executives. Invincible CEOs vie for her counsel, but she has consistently refused to step into the limelight while offering her services. Meanwhile, in a desperate bid to salvage his company that was crumbling after a scandal, Richard Domango turns to Elsa, convinced that she is the only one who can save him. Seeing that Richard had played right into her hands, Shantel will stop at nothing to demand for her pound of flesh from Richard for humiliating her in the past. But neither is ready for the sparks that begins to fly between them, especially Richard after finding out that his saviour, whom he fell helplessly for at first sight, is none other than Shantel Hale— ‘the seventh daughter of Jezebel’ and the very woman he’d felt nothing but blatant disdain for all his life. Will they allow their past to chart a vengeful path for them, or give in to the all consuming attraction growing between them in leaps and bounds by the day?
Beautifiedg1 · 29.3k Views

"I Became a Mosquito to Bite My Ex, Now I'm a CEO"

“I, Lucien Chakma—Lu to friends, Lucien Chakma Lu to the judgmental gods of the cosmos—do solemnly swear to make the most of this second life. I’ve got a billionaire’s body, an assassin’s bullet to dodge, and a jawline so sharp it could probably file paperwork.” Yes, that was me. Talking to a dead guy. Who was me. Confused? Cool. Buckle in. Rewind to the beginning: I was just Lucien Chakma, tragically single, emotionally unstable, marginally handsome, and so broke even my wallet had abandonment issues. I was dating a girl named Toby—until she dumped me for another girl. little did I knew she was a lesbian. I spiraled, okay? I wanted revenge. I wished I could become a mosquito just to bite her and give her the itchiest payback of her life. And guess what? The universe listened. In came Pokolo, a glitter-explosion fairy with a chaotic energy that screamed "Pinterest failed me," who granted my wish with a smug little “You’ve got 24 hours.” Boom. I was a mosquito. A tiny, buzzing, emotionally damaged insect on a mission. It was going fine. Until I bit the wrong person. SLAP. Dead. No dramatic last words, no death monologue—just splat. But the fairy, guilt-tripping harder than a mom with screenshots, offered me one free transmigration into a random body in the multiverse. I took the deal. Because duh. Next thing I knew, I woke up in a hospital bed, surrounded by machines, medical charts, and air that smelled like generational wealth. Meet: Lucien Malric Moreaux. Age 29. Billionaire. Tech tycoon. Murdered by a sniper. Now inconveniently possessed by the soul of a mosquito-human hybrid with trust issues. Guess who’s him now? Me. From mosquito to mogul in under 24 hours. Universe speed-ran my glow-up. The catch? Everyone thinks I'm still the original Lucien. Including: The board of Moreaux Global, who expect me to run an empire I can’t even log into. My fiancée, the Ruxin heiress with a gaze that says “I own half the stock market and probably your soul.” Oh, and the guy who killed me. He might want a sequel. But plot twist: I never paid attention to that fiancée. She’s a beauty. I’ve had enough heartbreak in one multiverse to dive into an arranged engagement with a woman who probably thinks of me as a PR investment. Then came her. Dr. Arno Theryn Solace. Twenty-six. Neurosurgical genius. Hair like golden storms. Eyes like glacial oceans. The woman who saved this body and almost gave me a cardiac arrest by just... existing. She walked in, rattled off a diagnosis, and walked out like she owned time. I developed a crush so fast I’m suing gravity. And just when I thought that was a one-time medical miracle? We met again. Different room. Different reason. Same smolder. She tried to keep it cool. But I had to say it: “Ms. Solace, you want to run? Don’t dream about it.” Look, I know I’m in over my head. I don’t know how to be a CEO. I can’t even spell fiduciary. But I do know how to chase love, find the truth, and pretend I belong in luxury suits. I’d even find out what love feels like—maybe this time, with someone who won’t leave me for a girl. Or slap me mid-air. This is my second shot. And I’m going all in. There’s a killer on the loose. A company to run. A fiancée to confuse. A doctor to woo. And somewhere in this mess, a lonely ex-mosquito might just figure out what it means to live. Expect: Mistaken identities Corporate power plays Multiverse madness Enemies-to-lovers chaos Fairy nonsense And a main character who refuses to die quietly—even when he’s squashed. A mosquito became a mogul. A writer became a CEO. And a broken heart might finally heal. So, are you in? Click that chapter button. I promise laughs, gasps, spicy tension, and at least one moment where you’ll say, “Wait, did he really say that?” Yes. Yes, I did. Because this isn't just reincarnation. This is my ultimate rom-com action-fantasy revenge-glow-up redemption arc. Let’s go.
Lord_Arno · 3.2k Views