Precious_1

Cheated on by her fiancé weeks before their wedding, Sara, vowed to never love again. Men could not be trusted, especially with a woman's heart. She had made the mistake once, and that was more than enough for her. Never again would she make the same mistake to give her heart to another. 

But her resolve began to waver when she came across her new boss, Alexander Legend, a man whose reputation in his expertise and ruthlessness in business preceded him. Respected and feared by many, but to Sara, he was an annoying pest she wished she never met. Too persisted for her liking yet, she finds herself falling, slowly melting in his presence. Getting used to his stolen kisses and hugs and sometimes anticipating them. 

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“You will fall for me, Sara. One day, I'll have your heart too,” Alex drawled. His voice had a seductive allure that had her heart racing. The fact that his hand was leisurely resting around her waist didn't help her either.

“Try as much as you want to,” despite her body begging for his touch, Sara was determined to reject him today and any other day. She couldn't make the same mistake again. “You won't succeed in your seduction. NOT NOW. NOT EVER.” 

Alex smirked, kissed behind her ear and her body trembled, much to his satisfaction. That was all he needed to keep purising the stubborn woman in his arms right now. “We shall see, Miss Ambrose,” he cooed and then released her. He returned to his seat and asked in a professional tone. “What is my schedule for today?”

Melting Her Cold Heart

A few minutes before tue guest started departing, Jessa received a text message from Jaxon telling them to meet them upstairs, where they had earlier been when they came in. She excused herself and left the chatty group.

"Did you find them?" She asked as soon as he was with them. Kaxon smirked and walked around her while Bernice felt a headache coming.

"Why don't you take a guess?" He said, his smirked still intact.

"We did," Bernice said, putting an end to whatever Jaxon had in mind. She was in no mood to be fed dog food.

"What a killjoy," Jaxon said, but Bernice smiled. "Look over there, at the extreme end, just beside the window," he said to Jessa, even guiding her face in which direction to look. "That's him. Dane Scott is your man."

Jessa's eyes narrowed as she tried to get a better view of the man's features. He was blonde, but thay was all she could put to his name at the moment.

123. Enough strength to last a night