Debbie_Asan

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April Jackson a 24 years old painter's life took the worst turn, in just a day she lost everything, her job, her home, and went totally bankrupt. In the darkest moment of her life, there was a flicker of hope. She got a generous offer from a stranger she couldn't resist.

That one leap of faith changed her life drastically. As she ends up living with the most sort out bachelor in the city, Brad Sebastian Smith, a grumpy handsome billionaire who has an hidden malicious agenda. April wasn't the ordinary girl she thought she was, there were secrets about her life she is totally clueless about. She has something the vicious Brad Sebastian Smith wants, and he will stop at nothing to obtain it from her.

Grumpy meets sunshine as their world collides. Broody Brad couldn't resist the bubbly jolly April innocent charms as he was caught up in a personal conflict of choosing April over his ambitions.
Can Brad carry on his ulterior motive when April has completely hold his heart captive?


Excerpt#

Brad

I can't believe this is the same quirky April Jackson I saw at my study days ago. Gone are the ridiculous Jeans and T-shirts. She was wearing a sexy black dress that caresses her body like a second skin, bringing out beautiful curves I didn't notice before.

I nearly stumbled when my gaze fell on her sexy long legs, and her wild curly hair added a fierce appeal. She looks like sin. I had to support my weight by pressing my palm to the wall, lest I trip and fall.

"Mr. Smith you are back," she said snapping me out of my daze.

"Mr. Smith, are you ok? you look pale" she asked. I clenched my fist, my eyes darkens as I took a step towards her, I cornered her to the wall.

Ever since I met her I feel like I am losing control, from her pushing my buttons, getting under my skin, and now to this. She is going to be trouble!

I gaze at her with lust. Her eyes flickered open. For the first time, I noticed she has beautiful grey eyes.

My gaze fell on her plump lips, painted with red seductive lipstick. She bit her lips stirring up a strong urge to brush my lips on hers, devouring her lips with the craving desire surging up in me.

Living with Mr Cocky

Brad and I have been doing the glaring contest whereby we just shoot hot daggers at each other anytime we both step out of our room at the same time since our rooms face each other.

And that is frustrating as hell because we both say nothing. The silence between us has been going on for a week. My stupid ego doesn't want me to yield and talk to him. That will mean he won the battle.

The only way I will talk to him is if he admits he was wrong. But ah I know he is hot-headed, it's going to take a million years for him to do so.

Today, I'm going to swallow my pride and break the silence because I need his help.

I had my brother's hair sample, if only that is true, I don't trust that psycho a bit.

So here I stood with a nostalgic feeling nipping through me because this feels like a déjà vu. It was just three months ago I stood at this very spot with a racing heart, scared to face Brad after hitting him with a hair clipper.

Mother's Plan