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#R18
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#BETRAYAL
#REVENGE
#CEO
#POSSESSIVE
#SWEETLOVE
#FACESLAPPING
#LOVETRIANGLE
#RICHFAMILY

Mr. Tycoon's Sultry Seductions

{Mature Content} What happens when everything you’ve built for the last 7 years come crashing down in one night? Mia's life was perfect until it wasn’t. Mia had married her college crush, many people called her the luckiest woman alive. She, from a lower middle-class family, got into a top university on scholarship and met him. He was her world, he was her everything, till he wasn’t. What greater pain could one feel than to find out her best friend of seven years had been sleeping with her husband since the night of their wedding? Mia, who had not pursued her career and lived her life to serve her husband, is hit with the harshest reality she could ever conceive. Will she be able to get back on her feet and get her revenge, or will she forever be at the mercy of those who betrayed her? ... ''Boss, the Miss is at an auction, and no one is bidding on her item, what do we do?'' The Bodyguard spoke as soon as Declan picked up the call; he was told to report everything that happened to her as soon as it happened and he knew he was going to be in huge trouble if he did not report this. ''What is the starting bid?'' Declan asked lazily; ''Ten thousand dollars sir; '' ''Okay, bid a hundred thousand dollars. ''

Anomiee · Urbano
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160 Chs
#R18
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#BETRAYAL
#REVENGE
#CEO
#POSSESSIVE
#SWEETLOVE
#FACESLAPPING
#LOVETRIANGLE
#RICHFAMILY

Flowers

The lady looked confused. Declan's heart raced again. What if Mia wasn't among them? Her car wasn't downstairs. What if something had happened to her and Alexis? Without waiting for the lady's response, he dashed towards the stairs in search of the rooftop. The lady opened and closed her mouth. She had wanted to tell him something, but he was too impatient to listen.

Hearing voices from a distance made Declan's heart at ease. He stopped at the entrance where no one had noticed him. In the pool of people holding things, running around, and doing other stuff, he could barely recognize Mia. There was no red hair among the crowd. Mia wasn't there. He moved backward, dialing her phone again, only to be referred to her voicemail.