"Chelsea, I want these files signed and stamped by tomorrow morning, understood?" My boss growled, dropping tons of heartbreaking papers on my palm.
"Yes boss." I breathed, irritated as hell. This man stands on my nerves everyday and he knows it.
'Your evil looks can't hurt me. I'm your boss.' Those are his favorite words. I turned around to walk away but his eerie voice called me back.
"Chelsea," I could feel him smirk at how disgusted I am of him. I turned around again, counting the seconds with urgency.
"I'll need you to get ready, we have very important visitors coming tomorrow. I don't want stupid excuses. Am I understood?" I nodded slightly and walked away, cursing him under my breath.
From being the owner of a coffee shop in Italy to being a yes-man in the US? Somethings are worth dying for, and my elder sister, Marie, is first on that list.
Nothing prepared me for the shivering cold that enveloped me after hearing her sharp cries and a sudden deafening silence few seconds after. That day took something too valuable away from me, my peace. My family and I were set on a wild goose chase away from our hometown after a series of deathly threats from an unknown darkness. Marie's death was the last straw.
My mother's health has been failing ever since, my younger sister has had nothing but nightmares and terrible seizures and my dad, my dad has been even weirder. He receives long phone calls, he is always on his laptop, he could be out of the house for weeks then suddenly he is back home for three whole months and other times, he could just be lively and fun.
Whatever is up with him has definitely doubled these days because now he whispers, even in the house. I have been on the hunt for the demons that snapped life right out of my sister and it's been five long fruitless years. I even landed a high profiled job as the senior secretary of this stupid organization.
I deal with loads and loads of confidential information everyday but every clue that logically links to my sister's murder is more twisted and useless than the last!
"Done." I sighed, stamping the last file. I packed up and tossed my things aside. Picking up my bag and my leftover sanity, I strolled out of the building and into my car. While others have their 9-5 from Monday through to Friday, I have 8-7 from Monday through to Saturday but it's all worth it because today is Friday and it's the busiest day at the bar.
Yes, Chelsea Ambers is not only a secretary, she is a busy ass bartender.
"Chels!!" Aria, my best friend, yelled from a distance. I got off my car and immediately ran into her warm embrace.
"Girl where the hell have you been? It's already nine. The crowd has multiplied even more."
"Cassey isn't here today?" I frowned, searching for my lazy assistant.
"Who is Cassey?" Aria hissed, her voice deep in bitterness.
"She flirted with your man one time and suddenly she doesn't exist to you?" I asked, drowning in laughter as the memories of their fatal fight flooded back.
The club's rowdy atmosphere comforted my spirit as my drunk friends hailed me absentmindedly. Sweaty bodies swaying here and there, cards, alcohol, vomit and weird music blasting resonated with my spirit very quickly.
"Chelsea!" Mr Rick called out, snapping his fingers to get my attention. I lifted my head and locked eyes with him as a response. "One Espresso Martini for me and one Negroni for the lady." He smirked, cupping a chick's butt.
"Tsk, does your wife know you are here, Mr Rick?" I smiled, lacing my voice with the needed menace.
The lady stormed off but Mr Rick looked ready for a show down.
"What's your business with my wife? What's your fucking problem? Chelsea I,"
"Your faces on the ground now, everybody!!" A startling hoarse voice vibrated through the room.
Everyone and everything froze. In a flash, masked men and bullets took over, throwing the bar into commotion. Dust, shouts and gunshots filled the air leading to a brutal stampede which Aria and I managed to escaped by crawling on our bellies through the door till the fresh air outside touched our skins.
"Chels, Chelsea," Aria gasped, trying to find her foot on ground.
"Where- ugh." I paused, bumping into a huge figure. "Sorry, sorry." I muttered, picking up a large steel ring with two Rs inscribed on it that fell after I bumped him. Unable to locate his eyes, I placed the ring into his opened palm.
Breathing hard with a banging headache, I collapsed into Aria who in turn crashed into a bench by the corner.
"What just happened? Who were those men?" Aria asked, panting even harder as she dressed her bruises.
"We need to get out of here." I gulped, trying to hear myself through the continuous noise and echoes. "Where's my fucking key!?" I seethed, aggressively searching for my key with an eye out for the dangerous looking men dressed in black tuxedos.
"Let's start walking, we'll get a cab soon." Aria suggested, grabbing my wrist as we scaled through the dark alley.
"We can't walk all-" my phone interrupted me. I picked it out of my pocket hurriedly, scanning the screen and noticing my father's name. I tapped it and glued the phone to my ear as the neighborhood chaos intensified. "Dad? What's going on?" I asked, screaming at the top of my voice while running in the direction of my house.
"Chels," he began, whispering as usual.
"Yeah?" I shouted again. "Where are you?" He continued.
"On my way home." I replied, pissed at his wrongly timed call.
"Chelsea, stay where you are! Do you hear me?" He suddenly ordered, sounding fierce yet weary.
"What?" My breathing hitched, an uncomfortable shiver ran through my spine.
"Why?" I slowed down much to the confusion of Aria.
"Don't come home tonight, you hear me?" He instructed, breathing through his teeth.
"Tell me what's going on?" I snapped, tired of the unnecessary suspense.
"I don't know what's going on either but it's not safe here. Please stay where you are, I can't afford to lose another person tonight." He murmured as his voice shook with impatience.
"Lose another person? What are you talking about?" I froze, thrown into oblivion. He sighed as tears mixed up his words.
"Chelsea, your mother and your sister are gone."
THE SPITEFUL BRIDE: MARRY TO RIVAL'S SON
"Let's get married," Mia declares, her voice trembling despite her defiant gaze into Stefan's guarded brown eyes. She needs this, even if he seems untouchable. Stefan raises a skeptical brow. "And why would I do that?" His voice was low, like a warning, and it made her shiver even though she tried not to show it. "We both have one thing in common," Mia continues, her gaze unwavering. "Shitty fathers. They want to take what's ours and give it to who they think deserves it." A pointed pause hangs in the air. "The only difference between us is that you're an illegitimate child, and I'm not." Stefan studies her, the heiress in her designer armor, the fire in her eyes that matches the burn of his own rage. "That's your solution? A wedding band as a weapon?" He said ignoring the part where she just referred to him as an illegitimate child. "The only weapon they won't see coming." She steps closer, close enough for him to catch the scent of her perfume, gunpowder and jasmine. "Our fathers stole our birthrights. The sole reason they betrayed us. We join forces, create our own empire that'll bring down theirs." A beat of silence. Then, Stefan's mouth curves into something sharp. "One condition," he murmurs, closing the distance. "No divorces. No surrenders. If we're doing this, it's for life" "Deal" Mia said without missing a beat. Her father wants to destroy her life. She wouldn't give him the pleasure, she would destroy her life as she seems fit. ................ Two shattered heirs. One deadly vow. A marriage built on revenge. Mia Meyers was born to rule her father's empire (so she thought), until he named his bastard son heir instead. Stefan Sterling knows the sting of betrayal too. His father discarded him like trash. Now the rivals' disgraced children have a poisonous proposal: Marry for vengeance. Crush their fathers' legacies. Never speak of divorce. Whoever cracks first loses everything. Can these two rivals, united by their vengeful hearts, pull off a marriage of convenience to reclaim what they believe is rightfully theirs? Or will their fathers' animosity, and their own complicated pasts tear their fragile alliance apart?
The Billionaire's Good Girl. Not.
After five years in a cold, loveless marriage, Camilla Santos thought freedom would be her only salvation. But when her grandmother's will binds her to Maverick Shelby-the ruthless billionaire who humiliated her at every turn-for four more years, she's forced back into his gilded cage. Maverick doesn't recognize the timid girl he once ignored. Camilla is different now-stronger, bolder, unwilling to be broken. And the more she pulls away, the more he's drawn to her. But trust is fragile, secrets run deep, and love was never part of the bargain...
Married to my ex husband's boss
"No one hurts you and goes scot free. Richard, your ex husband, is going to pay dearly for what he put you through, his only saving grace is that his actions brought you to me. From now on, you are going to be with me and in case you haven't noticed, I am madly in love with you, Elle. Richard is your past now and I am your future. So what do you say, will you give me a chance to be your husband?" Was I crazy to accept his proposal when I just signed divorce papers yesterday? Maybe I was or maybe his eyes were just too intoxicating to say no to. * Elle Decker was a dedicated wife who would do anything for her husband, Richard, even if it meant sleeping with his manager to get his signature on her husband's promotion document. Her sacrifice was unfortunately unappreciated as she caught Richard in bed with another woman. He chose power over her and handed her divorce papers as if their seven years of marriage meant nothing. But in her heartbreak, Mr. Raymond stepped in with a revelation that he wasn't just Richard's manager, he was actually the CEO. And as the CEO, he wanted to spend the rest of his life with no one but her. Elle's life literally turned perfect overnight, Raymond showered her with so much love and life was good. Not until the revelation that Raymond knew her long before this. Shocking secrets of the past began to unwrap itself with the ability to destroy anything in its path. What became of Elle and Raymond, can their love power through?
Reclaiming His Ex-wife; At all costs!
Vengeance is hers, not God's. Andrea Campbell's world is shattered when Thane, her ruthless CEO husband, divorces her. Left with nothing, she has no family, no money, no identity. But as fate would have it, she is reunited with her billionaire birth father, Mr. Campbell. Five years later, Andrea returns as a stunning, sassy businesswoman, fueled by a burning desire for revenge. She plans to pull Thane into a high-stakes business collaboration and then destroy him. Thane, consumed by his ex-wife's transformation, will stop at nothing to reclaim her. Unaware of their hidden twin children and Andrea's secret game. He becomes increasingly obsessed. As they dance around their explosive past, Andrea struggles to keep her emotions in check. Thane's determination ignites a risky game of cat and mouse, where old feelings resurface and new flames ignite. Will Thane's all-consuming love be enough to quench Andrea's fury, or will her thirst for revenge destroy them both? Can Andrea resist Thane's relentless chase, or will she succumb to the passion that once bound them?
Just one night
Clara Hart needed an escape. Just one night to forget the piling bills,the countless hospital visits,and the crushing weight to survive. She never expected him Nicholas Wolfe, ruthless billionaire,untouchable and as cold as the check he left on the nightstand. She swore she'll never see him again. Until she walked into his office and became his secretary. He thinks she's a con. She thinks he's a monster. But what neither of them knows is that they're both being played And in Wolfe Corp,secrets don't stay hidden forever They explode
Billion Dollar Lady
Juliana Rodriguez has everything - beauty, power, and a billion-dollar empire built on perfection. But when a scandal threatens to destroy her world, she crosses paths with Bryan Stalham, a man who has nothing to offer but honesty, warmth, and the kind of love money can't buy. Their worlds collide in a storm of passion, betrayal, and truth - forcing Juliana to confront the price of fame and what it truly means to be seen. As secrets unravel and enemies rise from within her own circle, Juliana must choose between protecting her empire or surrendering to the one man who makes her feel alive. In a world where love is a headline and trust is a luxury, can a billionaire learn to risk her heart?