Sleep With Student's Daddy
Jane, a self-professed realist, had all but given up on finding true love. Despite countless disappointing dates, she believed that perhaps love was simply not meant for someone like her. Tired of fruitless pursuits, she contemplated shifting her focus entirely to her teaching career, hoping to find solace and distraction in her work.
Little did she know that a chance encounter would soon alter her perspective. One of Jane's students had a father named Madison, a single parent with a captivating smile and a remarkable talent for mixology. Madison, it seemed, shared Jane's longing for a soulmate to fill the void in his life. Could he be the missing piece she had been searching for all along?
Embracing a renewed sense of hope, Jane resolved to take one final risk in her pursuit of love. She refused to let Madison slip through her fingers without giving it her all. With unwavering determination, she planned to make her intentions clear and seize the opportunity to connect with him on a deeper level.
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Chapter 2
I had to battle against the grin that was permanently attached to my face as I played with my straw. Not this soon, and certainly not this joyful. Nothing was certain just because one date went well. I was behaving like a girl who had an idiotic infatuation.
My heart continued to pound in my chest, and I was unable to find any relief by reminding myself that anything may alter at any time. I tried to be quiet so that by the time he came back, I would be calm. I waited for his arrival while taking leisurely sips from my drink. The blooming sensation that had erupted in my chest was gradually turning into a bitter one as each minute went by.
My eyes scanned the throng behind me as I cast a glimmer of hope that he had just become disoriented. As much as I wanted to think that was the case, I knew otherwise. It was obvious that Mark wouldn't be returning. Where had I made a mistake? What have I done? I bit my lip and diverted my gaze back to my now-empty glass as I felt my brows furrow in annoyance.
Reality had to hit me hard just as I started to feel like I may find happiness. The guy I was supposed to be with would never come into my life.
I was through. There was no longer any justification for me to subject myself to this agonizing reality. Simply put, Alice would have to concede that I was supposed to be by myself.
A fresh voice called out in front of me, "Here's your drink," jerking me out of the thoughts that were gnawing at me.
I looked up from my glass to see a different-shaped cup in front of me that was still being held by thick fingers. I kept looking up and saw that it was the bartender speaking to me. It was a guy I had had my drink prepared by many times on the various numbers of dates I made myself go on.
I said "Oh," then turned to face the crimson hue in the glass. I don't believe this was my order, there must be a mistake. Even as to what it was, I had no idea.
He began to say, "I know," as he moved the glass closer to me. He told me, "It's on the house," and took my empty glass away.
I fought the urge to grin as I struggled to believe that this man was helping me out of sympathy. Did he often see ladies being dumped by their dates? Or am I the only pitiful person?
I don't drink, as much as I enjoy it. Not even melancholy could make me crave the alcoholic beverage, so I attempted to ignore him.
He rephrased, "I know," as though he had no intention of leaving any time soon. He assured me that it was alcohol-free and that I would like it. "Don't you get sick of drinking the same stuff over and over again? Why not give something new a shot?
I was aware that he was referring to the beverages, but his inquiries seemed more profound. I started to reflect on all of the blind dates I had gone on. They were all the same, albeit they were all various kinds of guys. No matter who I met via Alice, nothing changed. I looked at the drink and told him, "I am tired." I chewed my lip as I eyed the heavier liquid. The question "What is it?"
He crossed his arms and leaned against the bar as if waiting for me to drink his concoction, "It's a Cinderella," he said. I became heavier as a result of his gaze being fixed on me. I stopped thinking about Mark because of the type of attention he was providing me. I had to overcome the impulse to not approach him and meet him halfway. Naturally, I was simply letting my mind go there.
Taking the glass, grabbing the straw, and stirring the beverage, I couldn't help but giggle at the irony. While I would have like to have been a lovely prince who fell in love with a beautiful princess, it didn't seem as if my story would have a happy conclusion.
I smiled sarcastically and said, "Cheers," before taking a drink. The delicious mixture caused my taste buds to erupt, which was plenty to cause me to groan. Better than I could have anticipated, really. I sucked it in halfway, put the glass down, and grinned a little more naturally.
I squinted as I tried to see the name on the bartender's name tag as I looked at him. Mason, I'm grateful. He smiled as we locked eyes, seeming pleased with how I responded.
"From now on, when you drop by, you may sometimes switch up your usual. You may pass the time by experimenting with other flavors; I've prepared a lot of beverages over the years.
He suggested with a raised eyebrow.
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9.2
Mia's wedding to the big boss, Riley Osborne was cancelled on her wedding day. There was a rumor that she cheated on Riley and ended up getting married to a low life pauper, but no one knew who her husband is and they keep mocking her because of her breakup with the boss.
The war between Riley and Drake caused everyone to know that Mia is loved by two billionaire brothers, but her heart belongs to only one person...
"I'll marry you Drake, not because I get weak in the knees and cream my panties whenever I see you, but because my family needs your protection and I want Riley to suffer for hurting me."
"I don't care what your reasons are, my love. Just say yes to me, and I'll worship your sweet curvy body for the rest of my life, and I'll make you the envy of every woman on earth. Just say yes, Mia,"
9.3
Born into privilege, Eleanor never imagined her life could shatter in a single night. Then her father disappeared with his mistress, her mother fell from a building and slipped into a coma, and everything she once owned turned to dust.
Determined not to ruin Jonathan's future with her family's disgrace, she ended their relationship and became the bride of a man trapped in a vegetative state.
She believed that was the last time their paths would cross. But two years later, Jonathan pinned her in the dark and whispered, "Long time no see, my sister-in-law."
7.2
Nina had been by Julian's side for ten years, ostensibly as his personal doctor, but in reality, she was his lover.
Whenever he was injured in conflicts, she treated him; during his moments of loneliness, she was there to comfort him.
Nina believed that if she devoted enough, she would eventually win his heart.
That was until his idealized love returned to the country, rendering Nina worthless in his eyes, and he discarded her like yesterday's news.
Even his assistant couldn't bear to see it and advised Julian to appreciate her, but he scoffed at the suggestion. "Nina was never part of my life plan. I kept her around because she bore a slight resemblance to Aria."
In that instant, Nina's infatuation seemed like a joke.
When he wrapped his arm around his idealized love's waist, smiling as he asked her to help plan their wedding, Nina didn't cry or cause a scene; she just smiled through her tears and obediently agreed.
Then she turned around and dialed a number. "There are seven days left in the ten-year commitment. I am applying for termination, and from now on, I will have nothing to do with Julian."
8.4
A single night with her powerful CEO changes Olivia Carter's life forever.
What begins as a reckless mistake turns into an unexpected pregnancy-and a shocking proposal. Instead of walking away, billionaire CEO Alexander Kane offers Olivia a contract, one designed to protect his empire and secure an heir.
As boundaries blur and emotions deepen, Olivia must survive office politics, public scrutiny, and a man who controls everything except his heart.
In a world where love is negotiated on paper, can a contract lead to something real or will it cost them everything?
8.6
I married Damien Pierce for love.
I divorced him for my sanity.
He was a billionaire heir with ice in his veins and obsession in his heart. I was the waitress who accidentally spilled coffee on his suit and somehow ended up in his penthouse, in his bed, in his world. For two years, I was his wife-and his prisoner.
He didn't hit me. He didn't have to.
He simply watched. Every move I made. Every friend I spoke to. Every breath I took outside his permission was met with silence so cold it burned. When I finally found the courage to leave, I left everything behind. The money. The name. Even my dignity.
I told myself I'd rather be alone forever than belong to Damien Pierce for one more day.
That was three years ago.
Now, I'm standing in my mother's living room, champagne in hand, smiling at her new fiancé-a kind, gentle widower who looks at her like she hung the moon.
Then the front door opens.
And Damien walks in.
Because the kind, gentle widower? Is his father.
My ex-husband is about to become my stepbrother.
The first words out of his mouth, in front of our beaming parents, are not hello.
They are: "Did you really think divorce papers would make me stop owning you, Ayra?"
Now we share holidays. We share family dinners. We share a hallway in our parents' mansion.
And Damien Pierce has made one thing very clear:
He doesn't want to be my ex-husband.
He doesn't want to be my stepbrother.
He wants to be my sin.
8.1
He bought her future with a signature. But what he wants... is her soul.
Aria Winters was only trying to escape her past and earn her degree when she signed the scholarship contract to the elite Blackthorn University. But buried beneath the fine print is a deadly trap; one that binds her to Lucien Vale, the masked billionaire heir who rules the campus like a dark prince.
Lucien doesn't do feelings. He hides behind charm, cruelty, and a mask both literal and emotional. To him, Aria is property. A prize. A pawn in a twisted game.
But what happens when the pawn starts to unravel the player?
In a world of secrets, lies, and betrayals, Aria must decide: surrender to the man who owns her... or tear off the mask and destroy him from the inside.