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Diva la Vida

[MATURED CONTENT!] Vol 1 [COMPLETE!] Vol 2: Prequel to Vol 1 [COMPLETE!] Vol 3: Final volume- [COMPLETE!] ----------------------------- Love, can be the fire that warms you on a cold night or the smouldering heat that destroys you. In Thalia Mirabel’s life, it looked to be the latter. She was a single mother with a sullied background. A society outcast. The very type that society looked down on. The last person anyone would want, or so she thought … In the depths of despair and about to lose her son, Thalia Mirabel Thebes accepts a contract that will change her life… but is it for the better or for the worst? Did she jump from the depths of the ocean into the arms of the devil himself? After her vow to stay away from the species known as man? Jorge Trimshaw was a Billionaire who knew his worth! A player and the ladies’ man in every way, the one man that every girl would wish to have, the one man that could get every girl he wanted. He went each day and each week with different girlfriends. He never bothered with their names, for he changed girlfriends like he changed his underwear, and for a clean freak, that was a hell lot of times. But why could he not get her name out of his mind? Would Thalia Mirabel trust and love again with this man who knew not what commitment was? As the saying goes, “Not all that glitters is gold…” How would these two complement each other or clash with each other as faith binds them? Cover art is mine. Art done by @korkor_gavi and final cover by me ^-^ This is an original story by me, Loctovia. Copyright 2023 {Drafted in 2022 and completed in July 2024} Please try to support me by reading the novel ONLY on Webnovel #dlvnovel #loctovianovels #divalavidanovel NB: Character images are AI generated from starryai.com*

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Are we going to let them be?

In a room elsewhere, four gentlemen sat yet again with gloomy faces. It was a bare kind of room with the necessities of a home office. However, the furniture in the place screamed millions! He was one who only cared for the appearances.

A few papers and files lay discarded in on the table in there, which was the most indicative that it was an office. Alex had better things on his mind than to bring work home with him. He hardly did any office work there and used that as his primary meeting-holding venue for all his underhanded deals. Alex Trimshaw sat at the head of the small group, grim. The place was very tense, but none could vent on anyone, for the object of their anger was not there.