"Downstairs, now!". Maximo. She could already recognize not only his voice, but his tone.
"No," she replied calmly and lay back down, book in hand.
"Carolina, do you want me to drag you to the dining room?"
"Well, to want it, I don't. In fact, since we're about what I want, go away and leave me alone."
"What?", he asked, shocked by her boldness.
Carolina was satisfied. If he was going to 'drag' her, it would be necessary for her to see him. Besides, she was glad he was feeling offended, after the way he'd treated her.
"Is this because I haven't paid you yet?", he asked and she shook with anger.
"Oh, get out of here!"
"This is my house!"
"And mine too, since I am your wife!" She answered and he didn't say anything. She smiled, feeling victorious.
Carolina turned around and stood with her back to the door, going back to reading.
Maximo entered the room and saw her, lying on her back, and he couldn't ignore the sight she offered him: her long shapely legs, her round bottom... She was wearing a short nightgown. He swallowed hard and walked over.
'What could I expect from a woman with a body like that? It must have been very easy for her to fool around with men, right? But now, he's mine!'.
Carolina felt a presence behind her and frowned in disbelief, and looking at the wall, yes, there was a shadow there.
She turned around immediately and found herself face to face with a very tall man, with light hair, skin slightly tanned by the sun - which indicated that he did leave the mansion. He was wearing dark wash jeans, a belt with a thick buckle, a light green button-up shirt, and Carolina could tell he had strong arms. One arm, scarred.
However, what drew attention was his face. One side, the same as the scars on his arm and neck, had a half mask. On the other side, the visible side, Carolina realized how handsome he was! Slightly full lips, apparently a harmonious size for the face, the nose appeared sharp, but she couldn't be sure because of the mask. Full yet pale eyebrows, and eyes... Eyes as green as emeralds. And shiny like. However, the glow was one of anger, contempt.
"Satisfied?", he asked, gritting his teeth and fury flashing in his eyes. Only then did Carolina remember that she shouldn't stare at him. He himself said so the day before.
"No," she replied and ran her eyes over his body and back to his face.
"You're pretty brazen for a virgin," he sneered, looking her up and down, dying to see just how brazen she could be.
"I'm not virgin. I got married, had a wedding night and, also, a little action at the office." She said seriously, looking him in the eye. "Unfortunately, my husband is a jerk, a boor!"
He got even closer to her, and Carolina smelled Maximo's perfume. Woody, perfectly matching him.
"I told you not to look at me, didn't I?" His voice was menacing.
"I'm not blind. Thank God," she snapped, ignoring the clear warning in her husband's voice. "Or what? Are you going to pierce my eyes? Rip them out? I wouldn't doubt anything coming from you!"
"I'm not a monster! You say that because of my appearance, don't you?"
"Have you gone mad? As if the rest was not enough, he is crazy!" A voice in the back of her mind warned her to shut up! What if he was like her father? What if he hit her? She was alone on an isolated farm. And Maximo was huge, much bigger and stronger than Gaspar. One slap from him would dismantle her face.
He took a deep breath and moved quickly, suspending her on the bed, bringing her to her knees and he leaned lower, bringing his face closer to hers.
"Hey! You are hurting me! She complained and tried to get free.
Maximo looked at her nightgown, at her almost bare breasts in that small piece of cloth. He released her, went to the door, closed it angrily and returned to Carolina. She swallowed hard.
He started to unbuckle his pants and she knew what he wanted. She wanted the same, but Carolina was willing to be strong this time.
'No way in hell I'll let him get the best of me, right now!', she thought.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Castillo. That hooker is off tonight!" She said bitterly and saw how his eyes widened in surprise. "Please, leave!"
She pointed at the door, angrily.
Maximo looked at her in anger and bewilderment. Was she really ordering him out of her room, denying the fire he was sure she felt, just like he did?
"I want you," he said, moving closer to her. Maximo was aware that he was becoming addicted to her. "We are married. Isn't that what husband and wife do? This was supposed to be our honeymoon! And if I want kids..."
"Oh, too bad. I'm not working tonight. Get. Out!" Her gruff tone made her seem, to his eyes, like a kitten, furious, claws out, but cute, nonetheless.
Carolina had tears in her eyes, but from anger and frustration. How could he treat her like that?
Maximo wanted to grab her by force and kiss her. He wondered if perhaps, kissing her like he had earlier in the office, she would feel the same passion and give in to him. Then, he took a step forward, but Carolina, who was very angry, threw the pillow at him.
He looked at her, and chuckled, throwing the pillow to the floor.
"A pillow? That seems to me more like an invitation to your bed!"
Carolina looked around and this time she threw the book at him.
"Kittens are also very dangerous, with sharp claws and pointed teeth", he thought bitterly.
Since he didn't expect her to have that kind of courage, he didn't deviate. The book hit the side of the mask, and he felt a slight sting on the skin of his scalp.
Carolina looked at him, her eyes wide. She thought he would dodge!
The CEO's Reborn Love
"Every alligator here is Sebastian's prized possession, but they're all dead because of you." Olivia laughed charmingly. "As compensation, I'll give you to the remaining alligators. That way, your five years of loving him won't be in vain." Hearing rustling from the bushes behind her, Adriana's body immediately trembled. "Olivia, you're insane! I curse you to never live happily with Sebastian and to die a horrible death!" Olivia laughed coldly. "Sebastian himself said that the alligators here haven't been fed fresh meat in a long time. If you want to hate someone, then hate him." The fear of death and Olivia's words crushed Adriana's chest like a heavy stone. It felt like her heart was being gripped by someone, the pain was so intense she could barely breathe. Sebastian's decision... Even at the end, he had no intention of letting her body go. To such an extent he hated her. Adriana smiled bitterly, tears welling up in her eyes. •••• Adriana Hudson had loved Sebastian Kingsley with all her heart, only to face the most painful betrayal. He had cheated on her with her own stepsister, Olivia. As if that wasn't enough, on the day of their wedding, he ordered his mistress to throw her into an alligator pond to kill her. Not only did she die a tragic death, but she also lost the child she was carrying. In that moment, Adriana swore that if she were given a second chance, she would never love him again. Now reborn, Adriana is determined to make those who wronged her feel the pain of betrayal a thousand times over. But why is Sebastian so determined to cling to her this time, even protecting her from those very people? Wasn't Olivia the woman he loved? Sebastian: "Riana, you can learn to trust me." Adriana only looked at him in silence. The pain of being devoured by alligators still haunted her, so could she trust him again? And perhaps... Perhaps what happened in her past life wasn't as she had imagined. Lies, vengeance, and conspiracies swirl around them once more, but this time, will their love survive?
The Heiress And The Billionaire's Revenge
A woman of your caliber doesn't deserve to be cheated on," Amelia Connels thought Jake was her forever. She loved him, trusted him, and even helped him rise to success. But on the night of his surprise birthday party-a night she planned to celebrate their love-he didn't show up. Instead, Amelia met Logan Wills, a captivating billionaire with a devilish smirk and a devastating revelation. "Does he look familiar?" Logan asked, as he held his phone up. The image of Jake, tangled in bed with another woman, shattered Amelia's world. Heartbroken and furious, she didn't know what hurt more: Jake's betrayal or the truth that she'd given everything to someone who didn't value her. Logan, however, offered her a proposal-a fake relationship. "A relationship with me for three months," Logan proposed, his gaze steady. "Make him regret ever cheating on you." What Amelia didn't know was that Logan's motives ran deeper than revenge for her heartbreak. But as their staged romance heats up, so do real feelings, and secrets neither of them expected threaten to ruin everything. "You used me, didn't you?" Amelia whispered, tears streaming down her face. "And you helped him to ruin me!!," Logan shot back, his voice cracking. In a battle of love, betrayal, and redemption, Amelia and Logan must decide if they can overcome their pasts or if their connection is just another casualty of revenge.
TRULY YOURS
Selena Jones must marry the young and wealthy billionaire, Joseph McCarthy, because of her gambling father's debts. This marriage forces her to leave her peaceful life and new love behind, plunging her into a world filled with greed and power struggles. As she enters the McCarthy mansion, Selena feels threatened by those around her. She faces a scheming stepbrother, a bitter stepmother, and a jealous ex-lover, all of whom want to use her for their own gain. As she navigates betrayal, hostility, and a marriage based on lies, Selena discovers a shocking secret that challenges everything she thought she understood about trust and love. Will she return to the unfinished business of a lingering relationship that left her heart in turmoil, or will she bravely embark on a new journey to create a love story that is truly her own, filled with passion and genuine connection?
The CEO Wants Me- Heiress Has Risen Again
Claire Harrington grew up in the shadow of Eleanor Harrington, her mother-the woman who built one of Ashford City's most feared media empires. Eleanor exposed scandals, toppled rivals, and destroyed reputations without blinking. When Eleanor died suddenly, her empire collapsed in flames of lawsuits and corruption, dragging Claire into the ashes. At her lowest, Claire thought she had found salvation in Adrian Blackwood, CEO of Blackwood Corporation. But Adrian never wanted salvation for her. He wanted revenge. Years ago, Eleanor Harrington's media empire had smeared his father, driving him to ruin and an early death. Adrian saw Claire not as a wife, but as a weapon for payback. "You married me out of love?" Claire whispered on the night he revealed the truth. Adrian's eyes were cold. "Love? No, Claire. I married you so every time you look at me, you remember the price of your mother's sins." Humiliated and discarded, Claire refuses to be broken. With nothing left, she claws her way into Whitestone Media, a struggling independent newsroom. There she begins to rebuild herself, learning the very weapons her mother once wielded-truth, influence, and scandal. Her allies are few. Olivia Price, a sharp-witted colleague who refuses to let Claire give up. Ryan Gallagher, a racer turned whistleblower, whose loyalty challenges Adrian's claim on her. Yet Adrian never lets her go. Every time Claire rises, he drags her back into his world of power plays and media wars. "Publish another word against me, Claire, and I'll bury you," Adrian warns, pinning her with the same intensity that once undid her. She lifts her chin. "Go ahead, Adrian. Bury me. Just remember who taught me how to dig." As Felicity Monroe, Adrian's ambitious fiancée, maneuvers to secure her place beside him, Claire unearths shocking secrets about Eleanor's empire. The Harrington legacy hides more than scandal-it holds the truth about Adrian's family's destruction, and the possibility that he, too, has been
Wild Nights With My Brother's Ex-Best Friend
"My brother would kill you, Roman. Hell, I shouldn't even be here!" He moves closer, blocking the exit. "He's not here, and you're not telling me to stop, Nikki. So, why don't we stop lying to each other and admit the truth?" I glare at him. My heart's slamming against my chest. "Which is what exactly?" A wicked smirk curves his lips. "That we want each other. Always have. No matter how badly we shouldn't." *** Ten years ago, I almost kissed the one guy I should've stayed away from, my brother's best friend, Roman Hayes. But then he vanished from our lives and has somehow become the person my brother hates the most. I haven't seen him in years. The last place I expect to find him is at a high-end gala where I'm meeting potential sponsors for my charity, dressed in a ridiculously expensive suit and reeking of sin-and somehow, he might be the answer to all my prayers. But there's a catch: I'm not supposed to be anywhere near him, and the moment our eyes lock, I know I've made the biggest mistake of my entire life. He's my brother's ex-best friend, after all, and there's a spark between us that's never been extinguished, and a truth neither of us wants to admit. But some truths are darker than I could have possibly imagined, and some games are too wicked and wild to be entertained. This man might just destroy my life in ways I never saw coming... And the worst part? I'll enjoy every second of it.
The Mafia Hitman And His Lover
All she wants is to become an heir just to get back at those who taunt her. However, that's only possible if she brings home her husband. Unfortunately, she recently got divorced and that seems impossible. His mission was to eliminate her within 24 hours just so she wouldn't become the heiress. However, things go awry when he accidentally becomes her substitute husband, and he finds himself unraveling a dark past attached to this woman. Would he be able to eliminate her? Would she become the heiress she wishes to be when everyone wants her dead?