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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Excerpts


“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

"What do you mean by partial amnesia?"

Everyone turned to look at the source of the voice. Not exeoectibg to see him there or to be in such a messy state, they frowned. When he came closer, they could literally smell the alcohol on him.

"Why are you in such an unsightly state?" Olivia asked, being the first to snap out of it. She frowned when he glared at her and co eyed her nose as he drew closer to her.

"I asked you a question, Olivia. Answer me," he demanded. His fist balled at his side, and his teeth gritted in anger and fear.

When Olivia didny answer, even after a few seconds passed, he grabbed her by her shoulders and shook her. "Andwer me, Olivia. Who has amnesia?"

"Stop. You are hurting me," Olivia said as she grimaced due to how painful his hold on her shoulders was. "Grandfather…"

135. Take care of the family