The secretary who became a billionaire's wife
Girlie Dearie · Ongoing · 30.2k Words
Introduction
Chapter 1
Phoebe's pov
"Let me go, let me go, I'll get you your money" I yelled for the men who were manhandling me to leave me alone but they wouldn't.
Their grip on my arm was so tight that it was hurting me but they didn't care about that.
What was more important to them was taking me to their boss so he could do only God knows what to me.
I didn't ask for this life, I was just unfortunate to have parents who don't care about their children.
The more I try to pull off them the more their fingers pierce through my skin.
"Look girl, I'll advise you to stay calm and don't act funny, or else you'll meet my boss in pieces," one of the hefty men threatened.
Immediately he said that chills ran down my spine, I don't want to die, please God help me, send help for me.
I was supposed to pay the debts this month but my paycheck was delayed.
It was 9:00 at night, these men were dragging me through an alley heading to their boss's place.
My father owed their boss $650,000 from gambling and now he was arrested for smuggling drugs leaving me with my younger ones to care for. I've been trying my best to pay off the debts so that this ruthless man does not hurt my family but it seems he doesn't care.
We made a turn and we were passing the back of a clubhouse, the sound of muffled music playing.
I saw a guy standing there placing his phone on his ear, it was clear he was making a call, I thought this was a chance to call for help, "Sir please help me"
I couldn't navigate who he was because I couldn't see his face properly.
After calling for help he looked up at me, he made a step but it looked like he was calculating his actions at the same time looking at the men who were taking me.
The men who were carrying me didn't pay attention to what was happening.
I yelled again, "Sir please don't let them take me, I don't know what they'll do to me please" I cried out this time with a very loud voice.
"Hey" the man shouted, and the men who were carrying me dropped me on the floor with force. I winced from the pain I felt from my butt bone.
"Who are you?" The men asked with boldness, tightening their fists as though they were preparing for a fight.
"If I show you my face you'll regret questioning me, hand over the girl, and save yourself punishment" " the man said from the dark, his voice commanding yet bold.
"Who the fuck are you?" The men carrying me asked, their voices were firm yet curious and laced with fear in their tone.
"I AM…" He stepped out of the darkness, "THE BOSS OF YOUR BOSS" The man said in a bold tone.
Immediately the men saw him and they took steps backwards.
"Oh my God, it's him?" my jaw dropped.
"We are sorry boss, this girl's father owes my boss a huge amount of money and he asked us to bring her," They replied, their voice shaking.
"And how is that any of my business? Did you hear yourself? Her father owes you not her, it might interest you to find out you are fucking with my girlfriend" He lied.
"What? Your girlfriend?" They were unable to believe what they just heard.
"You'll know more if you lay hands on her again," He said, taking steps closer.
"No boss", The men said, gesturing for him to calm down, as one tapped the other and they left the place.
Before now I hated this guy because I got involved with him at a party I went to with Lily, and this guy fucks like the devil, I've not had such fuck for almost a decade and the last thing I want is to have feelings for someone who doesn't feel the same with me.
He didn't even know when I left in the morning, I didn't know he was so rich that night he looked simple and collected but from the look of things now he looks more than that to me, why did he say I'm his girlfriend? Did he mean it?
I got up from the floor feeling flushed, no one had called me their girlfriend in a while. Except Jake, my baby brother. I keep my siblings a secret from people so they don't get to pay for my parents' crimes like I'm doing now.
I walk towards him unsteady in my footsteps as I approach him, "Thank you" I muttered trying to put behind me the fact that I hated him, before now I wouldn't do this for him if he were in my position.
As I met him, the first thing that welcomed me was his aesthetic eyes as that of an innocent child, "Can I hug you?" I asked shyly.
"Of course, if you want," he shrugged with a smirk.
I closed my eyes as I leaned forward to hug him, his familiar cologne interrupted the peace that was trying to settle in my stomach.
"It is him, it's really him," I said to myself.
The hug was brief as I pulled out, yes I am shameless, I hugged someone I claimed to hate gracefully.
"I thought I'd never see you again," He cuts me off my train of thought.
"Yeah, me also" Genuinely I never wanted to see him again, not in this condition when I look helpless.
"Do you mind coming in?" He asked.
"If it's okay for me to come in," I say, chuckling nervously, my mind races back to the first night I met him, he sounded so casual and before I knew it I was in his bed and we had an unforgettable moment, the devil made his dick.
Just then the door clicks open and I see a couple of men in suits with black shades coming out from the back door.
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He Never Loved Me, Until I Left
I put away the divorce agreement with a wry smile.
When he and my son completely disappeared, he finally panicked.
Three months later .
He knelt down on the streets of Chicago in despair, begging me to remarry him.
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He Thought I'd Never Leave
When he said he was being bullied, I believed him. When he kissed me on that rooftop, I thought he felt the same. When he asked me to transfer schools with him, I said yes without hesitation.
Then I heard him bragging to his friends: "She'd save her first time for me. Hell, she'd still be thinking of me on her wedding night."
The bullying was staged. The kiss meant nothing. He just wanted me gone—so his new girl could feel more comfortable.
He thought I'd beg. He thought I'd cry. He thought I'd never actually leave.
I left the country.
And ran straight into his stepbrother.
I Died While They Threw Her a Party
Their real daughter came home. She'd only been back two years. That's all it took to erase twenty-four.
When kidnappers grabbed us, I used my body as a shield. They beat me until something inside me ruptured. I was dying from internal bleeding, but no one could tell.
My parents wouldn't even look at me. "This is your fault! None of this would've happened if it weren't for you!"
"Get downstairs and apologize to your sister. If you can't, pack your things and get out."
They threw her a party at a downtown hotel while I died alone in my room.
I thought they'd be relieved. Maybe even glad. I thought they'd just move on like I never existed.
But when they finally learned the truth, they fell apart.
Bury Me in His Regret
The kidnapper pressed the gun to my temple and asked, "Choose your wife or your sister-in-law?"
Zachary didn't hesitate. "Let Valerie go," he said.
He actually chose to save his sister-in-law! In that moment, even the baby in my belly seemed to stop kicking.
Later, they locked me in the basement. Drugs to delay labor were pumped into my veins over and over. Zachary wanted to save the "firstborn son" status for his sister-in-law's child.
When warm blood finally soaked through my skirt, I dialed the number I knew by heart with shaking hands.
"Zachary," I whispered into the phone, "our child... can't wait any longer."
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When my husband Allen took my hand with tears in his eyes and said, "Only you can save her," I agreed without hesitation.
When the doctor explained the surgical risks and potential complications, I smiled and nodded my understanding.
My parents said I'd finally learned what sisterly love meant.
Even Allen, who'd always been cold to me, held my hand gently and said, "The surgery's safe. You're so healthy, nothing will go wrong. When you recover, I'll take you to Hawaii."
But they don't know that no matter how the surgery goes, I won't be around to celebrate.
Because I just got my own test results—I have terminal brain cancer. I'm going to die anyway.
After the Affair: Falling into a Billionaire's Arms
From first crush to wedding vows, George Capulet and I had been inseparable. But in our seventh year of marriage, he began an affair with his secretary.
On my birthday, he took her on vacation. On our anniversary, he brought her to our home and made love to her in our bed...
Heartbroken, I tricked him into signing divorce papers.
George remained unconcerned, convinced I would never leave him.
His deceptions continued until the day the divorce was finalized. I threw the papers in his face: "George Capulet, from this moment on, get out of my life!"
Only then did panic flood his eyes as he begged me to stay.
When his calls bombarded my phone later that night, it wasn't me who answered, but my new boyfriend Julian.
"Don't you know," Julian chuckled into the receiver, "that a proper ex-boyfriend should be as quiet as the dead?"
George seethed through gritted teeth: "Put her on the phone!"
"I'm afraid that's impossible."
Julian dropped a gentle kiss on my sleeping form nestled against him. "She's exhausted. She just fell asleep."
Alpha Nicholas's Little Mate
What? No—wait… oh Moon Goddess, no.
Please tell me you're joking, Lex.
But she's not. I can feel her excitement bubbling under my skin, while all I feel is dread.
We turn the corner, and the scent hits me like a punch to the chest—cinnamon and something impossibly warm. My eyes scan the room until they land on him. Tall. Commanding. Beautiful.
And then, just as quickly… he sees me.
His expression twists.
"Fuck no."
He turns—and runs.
My mate sees me and runs.
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When her stepbrothers and their best friend finally find her, will they pick up the pieces and convince Emmy that they will keep her safe and their love will hold them together?
Goddess Of The Underworld
When the veil between the Divine, the Living, and the Dead begins to crack, Envy is thrust beneath with a job she can’t drop: keep the worlds from bleeding together, shepherd the lost, and make ordinary into armour, breakfasts, bedtime, battle plans. Peace lasts exactly one lullaby. This is the story of an orphan pup who became a goddess by choosing her family; of four imperfect alphas learning how to be better. Steamy, fierce, and full of heart, Goddess of the Underworld is a reverse harem, found-family paranormal romance where love writes the rules and keeps three realms from falling apart.
The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates
"Let me go," I whimper, my body trembling with need. "I don't want you touching me."
I fall forward onto the bed then turn around to stare at him. The dark tattoos of Domonic's chiseled shoulders, quiver and and expand with the heave of his chest. His deep dimpled smile is full of arrogance as he reaches behind himself to lock the door.
Biting his lip, he stalks toward me, his hand going to the seam of his pants and the thickening bulge there.
"Are you sure you don't want me to touch you?" He whispers, untying the knot and slipping a hand inside. "Because I swear to God, that is all I have been wanting to do. Every single day from the moment you stepped in our bar and I smelled your perfect flavor from across the room."
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