Sold To The Possessive Billionaire In A Suit
“I never let go,” he says to her, voice deep and intoxicating. “After you, there’ll be no one else. I’m going to want all of you. Every part of you, Sophia.”
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Alexander Thorne is vice—danger wrapped in billions, immorality, and a smile that feels like sin. And unfortunately for Sophia Rose, he’s the man she’s been arranged to marry.
Sophia may be young, spoiled, and rich, but she’s done having her life dictated for her. With her father’s crumbling empire and society waiting to feast on their downfall, she’s got only two escape routes: RUN or be SOLD.
No one warned her that Alexander would become her weakness.
She shouldn’t want a man like him. Marrying him shouldn’t even be an option. But, Alexander is so deliciously irresistible. He makes it his mission to claw his way into her heart, her thoughts, her fears.
Every private moment with him leaves her breathless, wanting more, and tangled deeper in his hands.
By the time she realizes that he’s the thorn that will ruin her, she’s far too trapped to run.
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Content Warning: This book contains mature and sensitive themes, including sexual sins, exploitation, and manipulation, addiction, trauma, violence, and emotional struggles. These topics are portrayed with honesty and care. Characters wrestle with serious issues on their journey to healing and light. Intimate scenes are sensual but not explicit. Please, read with discernment.
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Chapter: Chapter 91. Inside Sexy Sophia’s HeadSophia’s POVEn route to Thorne Electronics, my Dad’s driving, and my mom’s right beside him in the passenger seat. They’ve been going on about some things in the news. But nothing registers in my head.Seated at the back, I stare out the window, fingers curling and tangling together in my lap as my mind wanders.Sexy Sophia…What would she look like? What would Alexander think of her? The picture of those underpants displays in my head, unmoving. What would happen if I wore the blush pink one and hung out with Alexander? What ‘other things’ would he do to me?The thoughts running through my brain send a flush of heat through me. I have to shut my eyes tight and open them, but it’s still so hot.Hands fanning my face, my mind chooses this moment to replay what happened on that sofa in his office—the way his fingers slid–Oh, God.I lean against the door, take a deep breath, and slowly cross my legs.Get a grip on yourself, Sophia.But what would it feel like if we were to…My lids d
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Chapter: Chapter 90. Spark Into Flame?Sophia’s POVCandace?A lump instantly forms in my throat. I release a shaky breath as my eyes drop to the tulips in my embrace.What’s this? Another way to attack me?“I’ll go get a vase,” Ava says with excitement, turning to leave.“W-wait.”She stops.My heart races. The urge to throw the flowers to the ground causes air to tangle in my throat. I lift my eyes to Ava, and her brows draw together.“Is everything okay?” She questions, turning back toward me. “You look pale.”“Was she, um… what else did she say?”Ava twists her mouth, then says, “She said she was your friend and asked if I could call you out to meet her. I told her you were getting ready to leave with your mother, but I’m sure you’d spare a minute for a friend. But she said not to bother anymore…”“Did you tell her where I’m headed with my mom?”“I don’t even know where you’re going. Your mother won’t tell me.”I nod and drop my eyes. “Thank you, Ava.”My friend? She’s up to no good again.“Let me get you a vase,” Ava
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Chapter: Chapter 89. To Get His AttentionSophia’s POVSniffing, I cup my boobs with an arm and snatch my phone with the other hand, swiping on the screen to answer the call. I might not get this chance again.“H– hi, Mom…” I stutter, glancing over my shoulder at Aunt Mel as she approaches me.My heart leaps to my throat.Alexander doesn’t utter a sound.“I’m– I’m getting dressed up already. I’ll be all set before you get h- home… Okay. Bye, Mom.”Hand shaking, I drop the phone face down on the same surface, cross my arms over my chest, and look over my shoulder.“Was that your mom?” Aunt Mel asks, glancing at my phone before holding my gaze.“Mmm-hmm.” I nod and wipe my right cheek with the back of my left palm.“Sophia?” Her brows snap together to form a frown. “What’s wrong? Why are you crying?”“Nothing.” I shake my head, forming fists because my hands refuse to quit shaking. “Aunt Mel, I wanna get dressed.”She exhales deeply, eyes locked on mine as her lips twist, fold, and form a thin line. Her gaze drops to where my
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Chapter: Chapter 88. What Would Sophia Do?Sophia’s POVIt’s been one long week since Alexander went on his business trip.Seated on a bean bag sofa in my bedroom, I think back to that eventful night, on December 31st, as I stare at the picture frame in my hand. It’s the one he gave me. My eyes are glued only to his face. He’s staring at me, and I’m doing the same.How did this even happen? Barbara wanted everyone to take pictures together in the gazebo, but Dimitri was all over the place, waiting for his wife, Lena. Before this, I’d caught Alexander staring at me a few times. We couldn’t wait for Dimitri any longer and decided to take the pictures without him.I was sitting at the edge of the bench. But one of the guys appeared, and I had to lift my eyes. It was him—the man who came to receive me after I’d checked into the party. Alexander Thorne.“Can I?” That’s what he muttered to me, holding my gaze. I’d never been stared at with so much intensity in my life. I scooted over without a second thought, completely struck by h
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Chapter: Chapter 87. Inside Scott’s OfficePenelope’s POV (Psycho)My chest is pounding. “Why? I’ve got to–”“Just for a few minutes.” He negotiates. “I can tell you some things about your favorite client.”My ears immediately tingle, but I narrow my eyes in suspicion.Why is he trying to keep me here?The offer is tempting anyway. Plus, I get to spend time with this handsome doctor who has no idea that I’ve had the hugest crush on him since college. “Okay.” I give in, moving when he directs me toward a couch.Should I have worn makeup today? But there was no way for me to know that Mr. None of Your Busine$$ would show up unannounced. Maybe I should have curled my hair.He has a girlfriend, Penelope! Get yourself together.“Do you want iced tea? I’ve got–”I lift my flask, dangling it. “I’ve got tea. Thank you.”He nods, then motions to his locker and pulls it open. He goes still, brows snapping together, and eyes glued to whatever he’s staring at. “Alex, you thief!” A grunt follows suit. Then he pulls out what appears to b
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Chapter: Chapter 86. That Single SentencePenelope’s POV (Psycho)My ears tingle as I stare at him.“Regrets…? Disgust? Those are very strong words…” I say, dropping my pen.He nods and begins adjusting on the couch. In a few seconds, he’s stretched out on it, filling up the entire space. Hands beneath his head, he keeps his eyes on the ceiling. He gets like this whenever we’re in Scott’s office, like we are today. I was practically hijacked while on duty.“Do you wanna share why you have regrets… Or maybe why you’re too disgusted to speak about it?”He inhales and exhales deeply, eyes still glued to the white ceiling. “I did something I should never have done…”“To… your fiancée?”He lets out a sigh and twists his mouth. Seconds later, he utters, “Yeah.”I grab my pen again, mapping out theories fast. It’s rare to see him talking this much without having to drag it out of him.“The funny thing is… if I could go back in time, I think I’d do the same thing…”“To Sophia?”He nods.“Wanna tell me what you did?”He clicks his t
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Dancing On Ice: One-Night Stand With The Hockey Captain
Anne-Marie’s world collapses after spending one night in the bed of a total stranger, leaving her to pick up the pieces of her broken life. But survival is a must. Two years later, she returns to college, focused solely on securing her degree and making something out of her life against all odds.
She has to pick up figure skating again and is shocked out of her mind when she discovers that the hockey captain with whom she’ll be sharing the ice rink is none other than the ‘Champion’ she spent an unforgettable steamy night with. Memphis McCarthy.
Memphis is elite, passionate, persistent, ruthless on ice, and dangerously hard to resist. Despite their entanglement with others and a complicated buried past that will tear them apart, he is determined to make her admit she never forgot him, just as he never forgot about her. Their love is impossible, but as they dance on ice together, he slowly melts down the frozen walls she’s built around her fragile heart. He wants her burdens, her mess, her pain. He wants her, even if it will cost him everything he’s spent his whole life building.
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Chapter: Chapter 04. One Night In His BedAnne-Marie’s P.O.VHe goes still.“Don’t stop,” I utter softly, holding his surprised gaze. With a nod, I urge him to keep going. My first time might be meaningless, but I’ll die peacefully, knowing it was with a drop-dead stunner.He doesn’t stop, but he becomes gentle, keeping my mouth occupied with kisses, his hands continuously brushing hair from my sweaty face and caressing me.“Are you okay?” He checks in on me.I nod. But a deep, distressed moan is forced out of me for the hundredth time.“I’m sorry,”I shake my head, gripping the sheet and giving him a weak smile while gasping for air. Soon, the world starts to tilt and float. My head spins. My eyes shut tight. It feels good and bad at the same time, yet so damn enjoyable, I’m almost levitating. He kisses my forehead.And it’s over.He withdraws and immediately pulls me close to his warm chest, using the sheet to cover us. My body trembles violently against his, our legs tangling. My breaths are quick and short. The spinning d
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Chapter: Chapter 03. The Champion’s PrincessAnne-Marie’s P.O.VI’ve never done anything like this before. Never lived so recklessly and free from worry in my life. But that’s exactly what I’m doing right now: rocking my hips and grinding on the hottie behind me. He grips my hips with both hands as I bend over, keeping me close and aware of what I’m doing to him. Perspiration pricks my skin. My fingers dig into my hair, raising the mass of ginger curls. His fingers slide up my body to pull me back up, and heat licks down my spine. With a soft sigh, I lean into him again and start to body roll. He bands my stomach with both of his palms and rolls against me, bumping and syncing with my groove. His breath is hot on my right ear before I feel his lips close on it. My lips part to drag in a breath. Then his left hand slides lower to where my tiny shorts end, cold fingers brushing my skin. Hungry for more heat, I turn around, and our eyes meet again. Though drunk, I see him clearly. His eyes are fierce and passionate; they drop to
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Chapter: Chapter 02. Hitting My TargetAnne-Marie’s P.O.VI’ve only been to the club once—my freshman year in college. Not my kind of place, but tonight is for letting loose and forgetting all about my miserable life for once. Trap music booms from the ceiling, walls, everywhere. Sweaty bodies gyrate hard against each other. Bright red and white laser lights illuminate the entire club, adding to the madness and chaos as people party and drink to oblivion. I’m not missing out either. In our private VIP booth, which I paid for because Baldie the harasser sent me a whooping twenty-five grand to shut me up—half of what I should have earned in a year—I let out a throat-shaking scream, clapping with liquid courage and temporary excitement as a shirtless, oiled man hops on our table.Beatrice and Diana, my childhood friends, scream their lungs out to cheer. My cheeks catch fire as he comes for me, sliding and faking a thrust with his thighs spread wide, his gaze locked on mine. “How do you wanna be pleased tonight, Baby?” He p
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Chapter: Chapter 01. Zero F’s GivenAnne-Marie Potter’s P.O.VTonight, I’m getting wasted and laid. It’s the perfect, perfect night to live like it’s my last. Living carefully, being the good girl, hasn’t taken me any further in life; in fact, it’s set me back several years. Completed my third year in college and had to take a gap year because my family is always in the deepest of messes—my mom’s failing health, creditors on our backs, a leaking and caving roof, or counting down to when we’ll be homeless again. One gap year spiraled into two, and still counting. Got a job at a logistics company to support my family. But, guess who has just been fired from her decent front-desk role?Me.Because I refused to suck that bald MF’s d*** like the other girls have been doing. He’s been harassing me for months!As I pack my cheap office essentials in a box, my eyes travel to my office manager, Mr. Dawson, seated at his desk at the head of the office hall, his gigantic feet out and crossed on a small ottoman under his table, an
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